Xiao Jiu

67.

The little prince held the letter in his hand and read it over and over for a long time, but there were only four words, but he seemed to feel that he couldn't get enough of it.

Qiaoqiao was very curious, when she was pouring water for the young prince, she wanted to go over to have a look: "What is so beautiful, my prince?" But the little prince quickly took it away.

He folded the letter paper and put it back into his sleeve, and coughed twice solemnly: "It's just a letter with no literary talent, and the writing is not too regular, so it has no appreciation value."

Qiaoqiao believed it, put away the teapot and went out, just after closing the door, the little prince quietly took out the "no appreciation value" letter, and smiled foolishly while reading it.

The next day, the little prince stood guard under the fence of the yard early, raised his head and waited for the carrier pigeon.He thought, if he received another letter from Mr. Yan today, he would reluctantly reply.

However, it didn't arrive until dusk.

The little prince was a little restless, and he was pacing back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back. At this time, the guard at the door ran in and said, "My lord, I chatted with the butler next door today. I heard that their master's old injury has recurred, and his high fever is not high. Retreat, I have been lying down for several days..."

Before the young servant finished speaking, he saw his prince running out of the door like the wind.

68.

The little prince rushed to Lord Yan's house in a hurry, but the housekeeper next door didn't dare to stop the prince when he saw him, and let him into the house directly.

Master Yan was indeed lying on the bed, his face was slightly pale, and the eyes of the little prince turned red the moment he saw it.

Master Yan didn't expect the young prince to appear suddenly, he was overjoyed and flustered, he sat up from the bed, pulled the young prince to his side and coaxed him in a low voice: "I'm fine, I'm fine Xiaojiu."

Hearing these words, the little prince calmed down, and saw that Lord Yan in front of him looked haggard, but his actions were indeed not in serious trouble, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He then realized that he was rushing over in such a panic, and his face was not very good, so the prince said at the end of the shelf: "This king came to visit out of compassion for the people. gone back……"

"It's something." Master Yan said suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

"My chest hurts." Lord Yan said expressionlessly.

The little prince was stunned, it was the first time he heard Master Yan shouting for pain in such a big age.

And for some reason, he heard a hint of coquettishness from this sentence.

69.

The little prince's heart softened again, he sat back beside Lord Yan, and whispered: "Let me see your injury."

Master Yan unbuttoned his inner garment according to his words, revealing a large piece of muscular and tight chest. He saw that the chest that should have been clean was covered with scars of all sizes. Those were the medals he left on the battlefield.

Different from the other scars, one of the deepest wounds has just healed. This wound is only two inches from the wound, and there are large areas of redness and swelling around the edge. Just by looking at it, one can imagine how serious the injury was at that time.

The little prince trembled and stretched out his fingers, slowly stroking the scar.

"You actually blocked me that day, right?" the little prince asked.

70.

The day the little prince made up his mind to leave the capital, he sat silently in the carriage all the way.

He kept thinking, how could his elder brother Yan be stabbed in the chest with a single move by an assassin after he had won so many battles with his martial arts skills?

The moment he was pushed away, he clearly saw that Master Yan was stepping forward to save him, but how could he fall in front of him in the end?

"The assassin is coming after me." The little prince said firmly.

Master Yan didn't say anything, which was a tacit agreement.

The assassin was indeed going in the direction of the emperor at the beginning. Lord Yan thought that he had pushed the little prince away from the danger zone before escorting him, but he didn't expect the assassin to turn around and go straight to the little prince.

Lord Yan didn't have time to take back the knife, and seeing that the dagger was about to stab the young prince, he didn't think about it, and blocked it with his body regardless.

"The assassin was silenced when he was discovered." Lord Yan calmly told the truth later.

But he didn't go on to say more, he thought, let the little prince keep his last thoughts about his emperor brother, the little prince has already endured too much, and he is not willing to make the little prince sad anymore.