The prince is seriously ill

That night, Xun Yu slept on a wooden bench and slept very lightly.

When the sky turned pale, he woke up.

Xun Yu rubbed his sore and stiff neck, glared at Shen Jun, who was sleeping peacefully, and opened the door with two panda eyes, only to see Ah He kicking shuttlecock in the yard.

Seeing that the scorpion was about to fall to the ground, Ah He made a roundabout, kicked up backwards, and kicked into the air again.

Xun Yu paused when he stared, and stared at Ah He motionlessly. His move just now was the movement method of the Mu family boxing.

Ah He also saw Xun Yu, caught the 踺子 with his toes, bent down and held it in his hand, jumped and ran over, raised the 踺子 in his hand and said, "Do you want to play?"

Xun Yu didn't answer, but stared at him like lightning. After a while, seeing Ah He frowned and backed away in fear, he came back to his senses, forced a smile and shook his head. He didn't know what he thought of, and looked up at the sky with a sullen face. Go west.

He almost forgot that today, June [-]th, is the anniversary of his mother's death.

Before I knew it, it had been ten years.For ten years, he was still alive, half his life was down and out, and he achieved nothing.

Whether it is long or short, ten years is enough to obliterate everything that happened in the past.When the nightmares of the past go away day by day, and the person he loves the most is only a vague shadow in his memory, he begins to feel unprecedented fear, he is afraid that even the deep-rooted hatred will be ruthlessly washed away by the passing time, he is afraid The enemy was too strong and he was weak, so he accidentally chose to retreat weakly, and he was still afraid...

With a snap, he suddenly slapped himself hard.

Walking forward with a lot of preoccupations, he raised his head and looked around, and couldn't help but stop: there was a lonely grave in front of him, and there was a person sitting beside the lonely grave, and that person was Zhao Shiqian.He was hesitating whether to go forward, but Zhao Shiqian said without turning his head, "Is it Mr. Ji?"

Xun Yu walked over and glanced at the solitary grave, and saw that there were wine and incense candles in front of the grave, but there was no tombstone. In a word, what rests here is..."

Zhao Shiqian took a sip of wine, patted the dust off his hands, raised his head to look at Xun Yu, his eyes were fixed on him, his voice was surprisingly hoarse, and he said after a while: "This is the tomb of my younger sister, today is her death day .”

Xun Yu was startled when he heard the words, leaned over and poured three glasses of wine, and sprinkled them all in front of the grave, "It's a coincidence, today is also my mother's death day."

Zhao Shiqian stared at him intently, but was not surprised, sighed and said: "It seems that you and I are both sad people today."

Xun Yu shook his head with a wry smile, "Doctor Zhao can still express his condolences to this pile of green tombs, but I don't even know where she is buried."

Dr. Zhao paused holding the wine hand, then returned to normal, swallowed, and his Adam's apple moved: "Lingtang... How long have you been away?"

"As of today, exactly ten years."

"Ten years," Zhao Shiqian repeated in his mouth, staring at the grave, but he didn't seem to see anything, his eyes were empty, "She died of illness? Judging from Mr. Ji's young age, he must be a confidante."

Xun Yu looked at him without moving, inspecting his face inch by inch, and said in silence for a while, "No, she died of murder."

Zhao Shiqian looked back at him, opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again.The only sound left was the rustling of leaves.

Xun Yu said: "Dr. Zhao doesn't want to ask who the murderer is?"

"No matter who the murderer is, the deceased is already dead. If your mother is alive in heaven, she will only hope that you live well."

"All loving mothers in the world would think so." Xun Yu said, "But as a son of man, I have been blessed with upbringing and protection. If I am greedy for life and fear death and only care about my own life and don't care about my mother's grievances, how is it different from a beast? If you can kill your enemies with your own hands What's the point of using his head to sacrifice to the ancestors, even if his body is smashed to pieces?"

Zhao Shiqian sighed, patted him on the shoulder, pulled out a weed in front of the grave, and said to himself: "Although I don't agree with a person who takes hatred as a reason to live, sometimes I have to admit that it It really does give people courage and purpose.”

But Xun Yu changed the subject and said, "I guess, this is a clothes tomb?"

Zhao Shiqian's eyes flickered slightly, "Young Master Ji is thinking too much."

Xun Yu stared into his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Doctor Zhao is my mother's old friend."

Seeing his affirmation rather than doubt, Zhao Shiqian looked at him calmly, and was about to open his mouth to veto, only to hear Xun Yu say again: "Doctor Zhao is a master of both medicine and martial arts. Doubt one; there is a square halberd weighing forty to fifty catties hanging in Dr. Zhao’s room, but the word Mu is engraved on it, this is two doubts; Ahe doesn’t know any other boxing skills, but he is familiar with the Mu family boxing style Very much, there are three doubts; when talking about my mother, Dr. Zhao leaned forward, his face was deep, but there was something suppressed in his eyes, this doubt was four; there was not a single weed around this solitary grave, Dr. Zhao It must be repaired frequently. Since there is such care, but the tombstone is not erected, and it is allowed to become a deserted tomb with no name and name. This is five doubts; I can't think of any other explanation, except for one thing - the person Dr. Zhao sacrificed to is none other than my mother, who was the former Xian Concubine, Mu Yao, the only daughter of Great General Mu."

Zhao Shiqian shook his hands, and when he noticed that the wine had spilled out of the glass, he put the glass on the ground as if nothing had happened, opened his mouth wide and said, "You mean your mother is a virtuous concubine? Then Mr. Ji, aren't you... the prince?"

"Doctor Zhao already knew something, so why bother to ask more questions." Seeing his pretentious posture, Xun Yu looked at him coldly, "Doctor Zhao just said that this tomb is the tomb of Lingmei, I think he is lying. I Mother has no brothers, and General Mu has no son, if I guess right, this is my mother's tomb, my mother is Dr. Zhao's sweetheart, as for Zhao He, it belongs to you and my mother..."

Zhao Shiqian suddenly stood up from the ground, "How could you humiliate your mother like this?" He shouted, his eyes gleaming fiercely, but he took a deep breath and slowed down his tone, "Young Master Ji can joke, think about it, you Mother passed away ten years ago, Ah He is only nine years old now, how could it be you who said that..."

Xun Yu had already calmed down at this moment, looked at him, and knew that what he said was reasonable, after a little thought, his brows only frowned even tighter, "Please tell the truth, Dr. Zhao, who are you? Who is Ahe?" Doctor Zhao must know my true identity well. I just want to tell Doctor Zhao that if there is one person in this world who insists on rehabilitating the Mu family, that person is me."

Zhao Shiqian sighed, straightened his sleeves, and bowed to Xun Yu, "Young Master Ji guessed half right, I am indeed General Mu's old friend. I know that Young Master Ji has many questions in his mind, so I can only tell Young Master Ji, ah He is not surnamed Zhao, he is actually surnamed Mu, and the name Mu He was given by General Mu. After all that has been said, Mr. Ji is extremely smart, and he must have understood the deep meaning. Please don't ask too much, Mr. Ji."

Xun Yu opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Shiqian in surprise, obviously he did not expect this to be the case.

Zhao Shiqian didn't give him a chance to speak, strode away, leaving him alone.

Xun Yu came back to his senses for a long time.Zhao Shiqian's words are enough.

On the way back, Xun Yu caught a carrier pigeon, tied a small piece of paper to the carrier pigeon's feet, and let it fly in the direction of Shen's residence.

After Shen's mother received the letter, it would not be long before Shen Jun would send someone to find this place. In this way, even if Shen Jun has not recovered his martial arts, no matter how many enemies come to him, he will not be in the slightest danger.

Back in the courtyard, Xun Yu opened the door and was about to go in, but Shen Jun just came out of the room. He hurried to the side to avoid bumping into people.

Shen Jun said: "Where did Fuchen go? He disappeared early in the morning."

"Go out to get some air and wander around."

"Fuchen didn't sleep well last night?" Shen Jun glanced at him, his gaze lingering on his face, and he raised his eyebrows ambiguously.

"Young Master Shen, it's better to worry more about your own affairs." Xun Yu glanced at him and said, knowing that he deliberately raised this topic, walked past him, and went straight into the room.

Seven days later, Shen Jun's injury was barely half healed.

Counting the days, the members of the Shen family should arrive.

After breakfast that day, Xun Yu searched around the room, but couldn't find Zhao Shiqian. He waved to Ah He and asked, "Where's your father?"

Ah He said: "Father has gone to the mountains to gather herbs, and he will be back before noon."

Xun Yu nodded, bent down to look at him, patted his head and said, "Ahe, I'll give you something."

Ah He's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he jumped up clapping his hands, and shouted: "Okay, Brother Fuchen wants to give Ah He candy? Ah He likes candy the most."

Xun Yu smiled and shook his head, "It's not sugar, it's something more fun than sugar." After finishing speaking, Xun Yu took out a delicate dagger and handed it to Ahe, "This dagger has saved me many times. I will give it to you, you have to protect yourself, you know?"

Excited light flashed in Ah He's eyes, he grabbed the dagger with one hand, and pulled out the dagger with the other, exclaiming in surprise, "Brother Fuchen gave me the knife, so that's great." Touching the sharp blade, he closed the dagger reluctantly, stretched it out and handed it back to Xun Yu, and shook his head slightly, "But dad won't like it, he never let me touch the knife, once I secretly played with his knife, and he locked me in the woodshed for a whole day. It was scary when he got angry."

Xun Yu said: "You can hide it secretly so that your father won't know."

Ah He tilted his head and thought for a while, fixed his eyes on the dagger, then retracted it and hugged it tightly to his chest, and said with a smile: "Brother Fuchen is right, if I hide him, Dad won't know about it. But... ...But what if Dad finds it?"

Xun Yu said: "If he finds it, Ah He will say that I gave it to you. If he still blames you, you can tell him a word - a knife can hurt people, but it can also save people."

Ah He protected the dagger in his arms, raised his head and said, "Understood, I will definitely hide the dagger well so that Dad won't find out."

Xun Yu smiled slightly, then his smile faded, and he said in a low voice: "One of the important reasons why your father doesn't let you play with knives is that knives are too dangerous. Ah He is already an adult, so he must know how to cut with a knife It will bleed, right? So I want you to promise me one thing, never let the knife hurt yourself. Can you promise?"

"I promise you." Ah He nodded vigorously, "Brother Fuchen, don't worry, Ah He is very smart, only a fool would hurt himself."

Xun Yu patted his head, "I also believe that Ah He is not an idiot."

At this time, Shen Jun, who was leaning against the corner and watching at some point, walked over slowly, pinched Ah He's tender cheeks and said, "Brother Fuchen and I have something to say, Ah He is good, let's go to the room to play for a while. "

Ah He walked away obediently.There were only the two of them left in the yard.

Shen Jun came over and said, "Fuchen is planning to leave?"

Xun Yu glanced at him and nodded, knowing that he couldn't hide it, "There is always a feast in the world. Your injury has healed a lot, and the people of the Shen family will come here soon. I have something to do, so I have to... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jun hugged him fiercely, pressed the back of his head with one hand, blocked his mouth quickly, and rubbed his soft and red lips hard, taking advantage of the moment when he was absent-minded, he opened his teeth that were too late to close, The flexible tongue drove straight in, licking every inch of the wet territory little by little, and then turned around, as if it had found a new target, and began to tease the other tongue that was dodging at a loss intentionally or unintentionally.

His head was buzzing, and a fresh and masculine breath came to his nostrils. Coupled with his broad and warm embrace, Xun Yu couldn't help but close his eyes.

The scorching breath intertwined with each other, hot fingers embedded in his hair, Xun Yu responded to this extremely lingering kiss for no reason.

Suddenly, a suspicious voice sounded from behind: "Brother Fuchen, what are you doing?"

Xun Yu's heart trembled, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, he pushed him away suddenly, staggered under his feet, took a few steps back and stood still.

Ah He looked curiously at Xun Yu, then at Shen Jun, and finally pursed his lips and smirked: "Brother Shen, are you kissing Brother Fuchen? It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing!"

"Shut up," Shen Jun threw him a bad face, "If you talk again, Brother Fuchen's dagger will not be given to you."

Ah He stared blankly, wanted to speak, but covered his mouth again, as if he was afraid that Shen Jun would take away the plaything he got.

Xun Yu glanced at him hastily, the roots of his ears turned red, his eyes showed a complex look, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Apologize to Dr. Zhao for me, and, you, take care." Then he turned his head and left.

"Wait a minute," Shen Jun called to him, and walked over quickly, looking at his glistening red lips, his voice became softer, "Don't leave without saying a word, say goodbye to me properly."

Xun Yu tensed his body and looked at him wordlessly, with warning in his eyes.

Shen Jun sighed and said: "Don't forget what I said, especially the sentence 'I will help you', which will always be valid."

Xun Yu paused slightly, and his feet were a little panicked. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward again, step by step calmer, and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.