The old man lost his memory again

The emperor asked back: "If I kill the witness, how would you know?"

Before he could answer, he smiled again and said, "Based on other people's guesses, you made a conclusion for me, and you still complain that I only love Han Ling and not you? Have you ever given me a chance to love you?"

Turning the situation into an awkward family dispute, Prince Shun secretly sighed at the emperor's brilliance, and then said: "The witness you killed back then, I'm afraid you didn't even think about it, was it transferred?"

The emperor frowned: "What do you say, how can they prove that they are witnesses?"

Back then, the emperor was surrounded by palace people, and after the death of the former emperor, they also died in accordance with the law. If they did not die now, it would be a heinous crime of deceiving the emperor.

The emperor looked at Prince Shun with great interest, without fear at all: "So what do you say?"

"You have done everything you can to cover up your crimes, and naturally you don't blame them for saving lives in this way. Now that I bring them here, I want you to be buried for the late emperor!"

After he finished speaking, a few old palace men walked in from outside.

The ministers present were all old people from the previous dynasty, so it was natural to see at a glance that those people were the people who had served the late emperor.

At this time, they showed surprise one by one.

Prince Shun glanced at their reactions and was extremely satisfied.

Turning to those people, he said, "Speak out everything you know!"

One of them stepped forward tremblingly, first kowtowed to everyone, and then said: "I... have seen it with my own eyes..."

"The night the late emperor died."

"Your Majesty, I have never done anything out of line!"

As soon as the words fell, all eyes looked at Prince Shun.

"What do you mean?" Someone couldn't help asking, "Are you looking for someone to play a joke on us?"

Prince Shun also looked at the man in shock: "You didn't say that before, how about you?"

The others knelt down one by one and said the same words as the first person.

"No..." Prince Shun's expression was disastrous.

The old man who spoke earlier said: "The slaves have served the late emperor for many years. I dare not forget what happened to the late emperor's slaves. I want to guard the late emperor all my life, and I am very willing to die for it."

"It's just that I didn't know what medicine I took back then. I was already dead, but I woke up three days later. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was in a strange mansion. There were guards outside. We were not allowed to go out, and we didn't know we were bound. Who are our people until we met Prince Shun."

Several people looked at each other and said: "The slaves are afraid that Prince Shun will not let the slaves come out because they tell the truth, so after discussing, they decided to follow Prince Shun's words and give him the answer he wanted."

"Because the slaves served the late emperor for many years, Prince Shun did not doubt what the slaves said, and brought them here."

"But it's absolutely true, the slaves have never said a single lie! Please learn from me!"

The voice fell, and the situation changed again.

Prince Shun, with red eyes and angry eyes, was like an annoyed lion who just wanted to kill the emperor.

Without saying a word, he wiped the emperor's neck with a knife, but just halfway through the wipe, he found that he couldn't push it with his hand.

He followed his gaze, but saw the little prince appeared beside the emperor at some point, holding the knife tightly in one hand, with a cold expression on his face: "You are not allowed to kill the emperor!"

Prince Shun sneered: "You think you can stop me?" He looked sideways: "I drugged this meal, no one can help you."

After speaking, he drew the sword fiercely, and turned to point the target at the little prince.

An Qihe secretly said "Oops", and rushed up, but before he passed, he saw that the little prince had flexibly dodged the killer move, exposed the dagger in his sleeve, and stabbed Prince Shun's chest.

Prince Shun showed an unbelievable expression, then subconsciously blocked the little prince's knife, stepped back a few steps and said: "I didn't expect you to know martial arts, it seems that you have tried your best to hide it from me!"

The little prince had an indifferent face, and it seemed that he couldn't see that soft and cute character at all.

He swayed towards Prince Shun with a saber trick, and hit Prince Shun on the head with his back elbow. While Prince Shun was bending over, he lifted his leg and put his knee on Prince Shun's abdomen, and then grabbed Prince Shun's sword-holding hand and threw it to the ground.

With a bang, Prince Shun fell to the ground.

The little prince turned the dagger in the other direction and was about to stab him in the chest, when the emperor's voice came from behind: "Han Ling, let him live."

The little prince paused, and quickly changed his moves, but knocked him out, and then went to search for the antidote on him.

It is true that Prince Shun still has an antidote on him, because he wants to rebel and sit on the dragon chair, he must still need the support of everyone, but if everyone takes poison, he will definitely not be able to support him, he needs to rely on the antidote to win the hearts of the people.

After everyone took the antidote one by one, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The little prince walked up to the prince, and the prince asked him with wide eyes: "Who are you? You are not..."

In his memory, he will always be a weak and helpless little meat bun who loves to cry, why is he so powerful all of a sudden?

What's more... Logically speaking, the little prince has no chance to learn martial arts at all.

his legs...

The little prince shook his head: "It's true that my legs are inconvenient, but I don't have time to study."

The prince was confused and unable to react.

When he regained consciousness, the little prince had already returned to An Qihe.

The little prince was a little shy and worried: "An Qihe, this prince..."

He lowered his head, a little afraid to look at An Qihe.

After all, he had lied to An Qihe for so long, even if An Qihe was angry, it was justifiable.

Unexpectedly, An Qihe hugged him tightly, and rubbed the little prince's hair vigorously: "You are amazing!"

His little prince turned out to be an unrivaled hero.

The little prince opened his eyes slightly, and then his eyes became wet, and he hugged An Qihe tightly and began to cry in a low voice.

An Qihe had a doting look on his face, his heart was itching secretly, and he wanted to abduct the little prince immediately.

The prince was even more dizzy when he saw it.

Isn't the little prince unswerving to his sweetheart until death?It's just the first day I met this prince, do you want to be so affectionate?Could it be that the words of the little prince are all deceiving him?

Is it true that anyone can but only him?

At this time, the emperor asked someone to take Prince Shun down, and the people outside were also cleaned up one by one by the palace guards. Everyone who participated in the scene was dragged out and sent to the dungeon together.

Then he looked at the time, and the emperor felt a little embarrassed: "It's getting late, and the couple's marriage has been delayed, next..."

An Qihe hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The ceremony is not important, as long as you're ready to do it, it won't be convenient to continue. After three kowtows, it's over, right?"

The emperor froze slightly, secretly saying this was really shameless, wondering who was the one who had to deal with life and death back then.

He nodded after a bit of slander, as if he had let them go.

An Qihe and the little prince quickly returned to the palace.

Along the way, An Qihe slowly told the little prince the whole situation.

When he learned that the little prince was going to marry Wenlan that day, An Qihe knew that if he was in his capacity, it would be impossible to take the little prince back.

But the other party is Wen Lan, and Prince Shun attaches so much importance to Wen Lan, that he can't just watch Wen Lan and the little prince together.

Furthermore, he also wanted to have an identity that could take away the little prince openly.

Thinking of this, he thought of Gu Dongya.

At that time, Gu Dongya was watching them work in the store.

One year is enough for a store to stabilize, and because of its outstanding taste, Laifuke has won a lot of praise in the city. People still come here every day. The girls in the group are already able to control the rhythm.

It's just that no matter how Gu Dongya looked at it, he couldn't understand how the fried chicken was so delicious.

It is obviously the same fried chicken, but without a seasoning, the taste is completely different.

This has almost become his obsession, and Gu Dongya doesn't understand it in his heart, but he vaguely remembers that he once had a very good friend, and that friend liked to eat chicken.

That friend must be very happy if he can bring this formula back.

As a result, when An Qihe proposed to exchange the formula for a sibling name, Gu Dongya agreed without saying a word.

He immediately asked the ambassador to notify the king, telling them that he had recognized a brother, and hoped that they would also recognize An Qihe's identity.

For this situation, Wang naturally agreed.

How long has he not been able to see Gu Dongya, and how much he indulges Gu Dongya, so he is willing to accept the people Gu Dongya knows.

An Qihe took the imperial edict given to him by the king, entered the palace and pretended to be an ambassador, and asked by name to marry the young prince Ye Hanling.

The little prince opened his eyes wide, and his pupils were full of disbelief: "So, you are now the prince of a neighboring country?"

An Qihe nodded, brought the little prince into the house, and went to fetch hot water.

After walking outside all day today, the little prince's legs must be uncomfortable.

When he went out, he could still hear the sound of soldiers patrolling, because such a major incident had happened just now, everyone was very energetic, for fear of letting a villain go.

An Qihe brought a basin of hot water into the house, seeing the little prince dangling with his feet up, his heart softened even more.

The little prince raised his head when he heard the voice, and his innocent eyes were filled with grievances in an instant: "You haven't said anything yet! What's going on with you this year?"

Obviously, obviously it only takes a few days for him to find Gu Dongya, so why... why did he wait for so long?

An Qihe sighed helplessly, and felt that the matter could not be hidden from the young prince, he walked over and replied: "The night before you entered the palace, you were attacked by gangsters again, and I was accidentally hit by a hidden weapon and passed out. Who would want to sleep for a year before waking up, and when he wakes up..."

An Qihe secretly felt terrified, if he didn't wake up at this time, I'm afraid the little prince would already be in someone else's pocket.

Furthermore, Prince Shun actually intends to rebel, and with the matter of Wen Lan, I am afraid that the person Prince Shun wants to assassinate today is not the emperor, but the young prince himself.

But after thinking about it again, his little prince is not weak at all, why should he be afraid of being a prince?

Then suddenly remembered, and asked the little prince: "When did you learn martial arts?"

The little prince folded his right foot on the back of his left foot, lightly pressed it into the water, and was soon lifted up with a groan, and a wave of water splashed out.

The little prince took a deep breath and said: "It seems that I was very young. Brother Huang said that if I don't know anything, I will be bullied in the future, so I was asked to learn martial arts."

"But you haven't shown it all the time, this is..."

The little prince shrugged disapprovingly: "Brother Huang said that if it was revealed that I know martial arts, the starlings would hate me. If I want not to be hated by others, I should not tell others that I am also practicing martial arts."

An Qihe felt a little distressed when he heard it: "Your legs...how can you practice?"

The little prince fell silent.

He lowered his head slightly, those painful days flashed through his mind.

In fact, he has no way to practice at all, as long as he practices for a little longer, he will feel dizzy due to pain, but he has no way to stop.

The little prince cried several times and said he didn't want to practice.

But at that time, the emperor who has always been gentle and gentle will become another person, the very fierce emperor, who will beat him with a whip, and will drive him under the rain to punish him.

So after a few times, the little prince didn't dare to speak anymore.

Even though he learned very slowly and his movements were not standard, Brother Huang has never been angry because of this, so the little prince was relieved.

After the body got used to the pain, the little prince's martial arts became more and more refined, and he was already recognized as the person with the highest martial arts in the imperial city in a short time.

But Prince Shun never liked the little prince because of his weakness.

So the little prince thought, would Prince Shun like him if he exposed himself to be very powerful?

But when the idea just came up and before it was implemented, the emperor suddenly called him over and gave him a task.

The emperor said that he found that someone was trying to rebel, so he hoped that the little prince could help him and find out that person.

The little prince became anxious when he heard that, and thought that Brother Huang worked so hard, how could someone want to rebel?

So he took over the task and followed the emperor's arrangement to leave the palace to build the mansion.

Hearing this, An Qihe frowned, but seeing the little prince adored the emperor, he moved his lips and did not say anything.

He just lowered his head, suddenly kissed the mouth of the little prince who was talking non-stop, and sealed the words in the mouth of the little prince,

Another man.

An Qihe embraced the little prince.

The little prince also happily hugged An Qihe tightly, and went to the white light and dawn together.

When it was gradually resting, the little prince nestled in An Qihe's arms, feeling very full all over.

It seems that life has been completed, and the future can be controlled by oneself.

An Qihe kissed him on the forehead, and with the faint white light coming in in the morning, he hugged the drowsy little prince who was about to fall asleep to clean himself up.

After another two or three days, the two left the palace and decided to settle down in a neighboring country.

The convoy was marching mightily, and the little prince slept extravagantly. He slept in the car for a long time before waking up.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, sat up slowly from the couch, turned his head to see if he saw An Qihe's figure, and shouted hoarsely: "An Qihe...An Qihe..."

A head poked in from the outside.