The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

In fact, he and He Fang were locked up alone, and at first they had no idea that the Qinghe Sect had surrendered. On that day, the two were still very stubborn and refused to be trained, shouting that they could kill at will.

But soon, the two of them could no longer shout.

The prince never showed up during the entire process. During the first week, they were starving and were so hungry that they didn't even have the energy to say anything harsh.

When they were almost exhausted, the doctor came and prescribed medicine to regulate their bodies, and the guards brought them fragrant food. They were so hungry that their eyes were shining and their heads were shining. They didn't care about their dignity anymore. They ate whatever they could, even if it was poisoned, at least they would die full.

After that, they were provided with delicious food and drink every day, and the food wore down their wills, so they couldn't muster much resistance.

The food in the palace was indeed delicious, much better than the food they had to eat and sleep in the open air.

However, Bai Qi still had a grudge in his heart and wanted to find an opportunity to eliminate all the royal family members. At this time, the prince finally showed up and told him the truth about his father's death.

Bai Qi didn't believe it at first, but the incident in Kyoto was once a hot topic and it was not impossible to verify. Captain Yang also sent a personal letter.

Because of these reasons, Bai Qi temporarily obeyed and followed the prince's instructions. He, Lao He and Jiang Feng secretly went to the important tax collection area to assist Lord Yan.

He secretly gathered information, sowed discord, used threats and inducements, controlled the lifeline of the governor, and withdrew the troops of several states in advance.

"Oh, I'm really hungry! But the food in the palace is really delicious." He Fang stroked his beard and felt greedy when he thought about it.

"So that's how it is..." Lou Jian nodded slightly.

From the day the prince took over the salt tax affairs, the other party secretly sent people to handle it. No wonder Jiang Feng was not seen afterwards, it turned out that he had secretly left Beijing early in the morning.

"Hey, tell me, Brother Zhu, how did you surrender? The prince is ferocious and has eyes like an eagle, which makes people scared. But why is he... so nice to you?" Bai Qi recalled the even more outrageous description he had just seen in the courtyard, and he couldn't say it.

Lou Jian found Bai Qi's description very unfamiliar and wanted to refute it, but she thought that her brother treated him differently from others and she didn't know where to start the argument.

"…My real name is Lou Jian. Your Highness is my elder brother, and we are childhood sweethearts."

Lou Jian...isn’t that the youngest son of Master Lou?

Bai Qi was greatly surprised, but he soon noticed something different. Lou Jian's hatred that day did not seem fake. If the arrow had not been deflected, the prince would have been injured.

Even so, the prince did not hold him accountable? It seems that the friendship between childhood friends really overwhelmed everything.

Sighing secretly, Bai Qi could only utter three words in the end: "...No wonder."

The water in the pot boiled, Lou Jian took a wooden ladle to scoop some water, added some cold water, and adjusted the temperature.

"The water is hot. Let's talk later. I'll be leaving first."

"Oh, okay." Bai Qi stepped aside, still unable to recover from Lou Jian's life experience.

When Lou Jian walked out of the wooden door carrying the wooden basin, he realized that he seemed to have said something bad about the prince just now...

"Old He, he and the prince are from the same family, he won't go and complain, right?"

"…After being put back in jail, can I eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall again?"

"..."

Bai Qi's worries and He Fang's expectations seemed a bit unnecessary. There were many things to do that night, so they had to take some time to rest. After washing up, Lou Jian hugged the prince and slept with his clothes on, not remembering what they had said.

After resting in the mountain temple for a night, all the assassins who attacked on the rainy night were dealt with. Everyone was ready to go down the mountain to Cangzhou.

Jiang Feng and his group had originally rushed here from Cangzhou, so there was no need for You Mu to check the accounts in person later. In addition, they were already familiar with the route, so they were no longer as anxious as before.

Lou Jian had injuries on her body, which were not fatal, but they were still painful to touch because they had not yet scabbed over. Considering Lou Jian's injuries, they changed to a carriage and slowed down their pace towards Cangzhou.

After a rain, the sky is exceptionally clear, with no clouds in sight and the sun hanging high in the sky. It is a good day.

In front of the team, two generals leading the way on horseback chatted with each other. In the carriage at the center of the team, Lou Jian took advantage of his injury and pulled the prince's sleeve to get closer.

"Brother, you clearly promised last night, so you must keep your promise."

On the side, the prince was flipping through the policy papers and ignored them.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Lou Jian pulled at her sleeve a little harder and took advantage of the bumpy road to rub against the prince.

"Brother... stop reading and look at me..."

The noise in his ears was so loud that he couldn't concentrate on reading. You Mu raised the book and knocked it on Lou Jian's forehead: "Lou Jian, be quiet."

Lou Jian took the opportunity to take away the book that had grabbed her attention and put it behind her back: "Brother, are you trying to cheat?"

With nothing on hand, You Mu had no choice but to give up. He adjusted his sleeves and put down his arms. He glanced at the blood-stained bandage on Lou Jian's neck and felt helpless: "When your injury is healed, you can tell me about this again."

"They are all minor injuries, nothing serious..." Lou Jian covered his neck and argued.

There were some flesh wounds, but after applying the best medicinal powder and being forced to drink pain-relieving soup, Lou Jian naturally didn't feel the pain was unbearable.

I even have some spare time to think about some inappropriate things.

His expression changed and he leaned against the inner wall of the carriage. He picked up a candied red fruit from the bowl on the side, put it to his lips, and hooked his finger at Lou Jian.

Without thinking, as soon as he saw the hook, Lou Jian followed eagerly, thinking that he might get some reward, and he couldn't wait to get closer.

The bright red fruit pressed against the lips, sweet and tempting, more than enough to hook him.

But before he could lean over to savor the sweetness, the prince raised his hand, picked up the fruit from his lips, and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, taking advantage of the moment, he took back the hidden book and pressed it on the surface of the letter.

"Reading is wise. Read more books and cure your stupid brain."

The pickled fruit in his mouth tasted sweet, with a hint of the prince's scent. Lou Jian took the book off his face and sat back with a little annoyance.

I was content, but I started to think about other things.

"Brother, can you feed Ah Jian another fruit? Like you did just now...?"

"roll."

The carriage passed through mountains, forests and fields and entered Cangzhou. The roads became wider and the population gradually increased.

Passing by Cangzhou City, the carriage did not stop, but went directly to the suburbs to the military training ground. The carriage stopped steadily, and before Lou Jian opened the curtain, a voice was heard outside the carriage:

"I have come here specially to meet Your Highness. I haven't seen you for a long time. Is Your Highness in good health?"

This elderly voice was too familiar to be believed. He suddenly lifted the curtain and saw a familiar face. He exclaimed, "...Uncle Yan?"

Having not seen each other for many years, Lord Yan was a little unfamiliar with Lou Jian's different appearance, but he was familiar with her voice.

The old man had kind eyes and knew that he would look at Lou Jian this time, so he was prepared. However, as he talked and laughed, tears welled up on his wrinkled eyelids. He nodded and said, "Hey, kid, you finally let me see you. It's not in vain that your father once told me to do so."

In Kyoto, the news of Yan Bo's death had long been drowned out by more trivial matters. There was no Lord Yan in the court anymore, and he thought... it was also due to his Lou family's involvement.

The old face reappeared, and Lou Jian's emotions fluctuated: "Uncle Yan... are you still alive?"