Who took away my wealth

"What's wrong, Your Highness? You should be happy that you have accomplished such a big thing. I was so excited when the people just saw each other in tears."

"Who says it's not? I simply think that being His Highness's bodyguard is a matter of honor for one's ancestors. When I return to the capital, I will tell my mother about this and how the whole city will come out to see us off. She will make her smile. That’s it.”

"Look at how beautiful you are. I gave it to His Highness, not you."

"Yes, they are giving His Highness a gift, and we are following His Highness. Isn't this rounding off a gift to us?"

"It still makes sense."

Song Qinian was no longer following the carriage, so Yinfeng went to take up the vacant spot.

Along the way, he saw Gu Yu with a dull face, staring blankly at the outside of the carriage.

Sometimes my eyes chase flowers, sometimes I chase birds, and sometimes I stare blankly at the sky, not knowing what I am looking at.

"Your Highness, Xiao Song will not be in danger. If he wants to come back, he will definitely come back."

When Gu Yu heard someone talking to him, he recovered from his wandering thoughts and asked with a divergent look:

"What did you say?"

Yinfeng twitched his lips and shook his head: "It's nothing, Your Highness. I see that you are not in a good mood. Why don't you let Xu Hai come over to entertain you?"

"No, we're almost at the inn ahead. Let's stop and take a rest."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The time to go back is much faster than when we came.

After all, Gu and He were all honest and did not do any childish behavior of escaping halfway.

The two-day journey is already halfway through.

Although Gu Yu said he had no intention of "escaping", he was not in a hurry to return to the palace. He would rest when he was tired and sleep when he was sleepy.

As he got closer to the imperial city, Gu and Zi felt that the atmosphere in the air was different. He couldn't tell what was different.

But there is a feeling that dry air will explode if it falls into a spark.

Until the night before entering the capital, someone came quickly to report that the fat emperor was ill.

I have been unable to come to court for the past two days. I am incompetent as a king. I am good at eating, drinking and having fun. I have some ink in my stomach but not much. I don't know how to apply it in practice. I cannot give advice in the court.

This job fell to An Wang Gu Shuangnan.

Gu Shuangnan had just returned from Jiangnan, and he had almost finished the matter of corrupt officials, which showed his ability.

In addition, when the late emperor was here, he did not regard him as an outsider, allowing King An to learn the ability to manage state affairs together with the royal children. His actions in handling affairs were also noticed by others. He had a kind personality and some ministers recommended him to handle the affairs of the state on his behalf. .

However, some conservative ministers were not so convinced by this outsider. After all, he was not from an orthodox royal background, so it was not impossible to handle the affairs of the court on his behalf. They were afraid that he would become ambitious and the imperial power would fall by the wayside.

So they wrote letters one after another asking His Highness the Crown Prince, who would return to the palace today, to preside over the affairs of the court.

Only then did the servant rush to report the matter.

"Father is sick?"

Gu Yu frowned.

Although his fat father was a little fatter, a little shorter, and a little rounder, his body was generally healthy. Every time the imperial doctor took his pulse, he only reminded him to pay attention to exercise.

It shouldn't be a big problem.

Why can't I come to court all of a sudden?

"This servant doesn't know this. The emperor was fine a few days ago. He and his concubine were watching birds and having fun. Yesterday, he suddenly couldn't get out of bed and couldn't speak clearly. It really shocked the palace attendants. .”

Gu Yu narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, making a series of sounds.

There is something fishy about this matter, no matter who you think about it.

The person who handles government affairs on behalf of the emperor is King An.

Gu Yu inexplicably thought of the book that Princess An gave him during the spring hunt last time.

Suddenly I felt that the hairs on my body stood up.

He waved his hand and told the boy to leave.

"I know."

"Then Your Highness, you will hurry back to the palace tomorrow morning. Everyone is waiting for you!"

Gu Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and was speechless.

After the people left, the breath he had been holding out was quickly released, and he leaned weakly on the seat, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He had already spied on Gu Shuangnan's ambition.

During the spring hunt, Gu Shuangnan said that there were acquaintances of his in the Forbidden Army, and among those under the direct management of the Emperor, there were his people...

Thinking hard.

Then if he goes back this time, isn't he just looking for death?

Gu Yu has never participated in this kind of palace struggle, and he is also a person with no scheming. He talks about anything and is careless. How can he fight against such a wild fox?

He had never thought about running away again, but something happened suddenly. If he didn't run away, he would die if he went back.

If Gu Shuangnan wanted the throne, would he let him go?

If he went back, he might be the next person lying in bed unable to get up.

Gu Yu stood up almost immediately and wanted to pack his luggage.

Within a few seconds, he sat back dejectedly.

Where could he run to?

He had a small treasury before, but now he has no money.

Although he had received a government subsidy from Qian Daguo in Shanling Prefecture, before leaving, he distributed the rest to the poor people.

I was thinking about money, so I could do it again when I came back, but now it seems...

He is killing himself.

Gu Yu had a hurt expression on his face.

I can’t leave, and I don’t want to go back.

He just sat there scratching his head all night.

The Fat Emperor was really nice to him.

Apart from the fact that the cake I painted for him was bigger and more choking, I really couldn’t fault him in any way.

If I were a fat emperor, I would also hope that my son, who has devoted his love to me, would come back to help me, right? If he really left regardless, how desperate would the Fat Emperor be?

Besides, he has no money and can't go far. If that old fox Gu Shuangnan wants to kill him, it will be easy for him to send troops to chase him.

It's better to go back to the palace.

At least he was standing in a bright place, so the old fox wouldn't dare to attack him easily, would he?

As long as he stays awake, watch out for him...

If the worst happened, he would advise the Fat Emperor, "We don't want the throne anymore. It's important to save our lives. Maybe we can leave some gold, silver and jewels and live a life of leisure and wealth."

Early the next morning, Gu Yu boarded the carriage with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

The young man who came to report the news couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw his face: "Our Crown Prince is really filial. I heard that the Emperor was ill, so he was so worried that he didn't sleep all night."

Gu Yu listened and thought in his heart...

Thank you for your over-interpretation!

He just struggled with the question of whether to run away all night.

The group of people wandered towards the capital.

Not far behind, two horses were hidden in the forest.

"Young Master, there are so many things going on over there, why did you rush around all night just to see the back?"