Your Majesty, come back

The older one and the younger one looked at each other like this for a while, the girl mustered up her courage, and stretched out her only hand - holding a gold embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

"Father... Father King."

At the same time, in the Nanban Palace.

The fierce horse unstoppably passed through the palace gate just opened, followed closely by a group of iron cavalry, rode the horse into the palace, turned the long journey into a cloud of dust and smoke, Chu Yue held the reins tightly, and the royal robe on his body Already drenched, wet inside, the scorching sun was shining on his head, even the wind all the way was scorching hot, he didn't feel the breath he exhaled, a drop of sweat slid from his forehead, dripped into Chu Yue's side face, in the eye sockets.

He was always, always holding back third brother.

He wants to do more things for the other party, wants to share a little bit of trouble for the other party, but even these things, he can't do it.

You can only wait, there is no other way but to wait for him.

It would be great if he could exchange his life for his life, it would be great if he could make the other party safe and sound, as long as this is enough, he has tasted happiness before, and he has nothing to regret when he dies under this kind of happiness.

If there are ghosts and gods in the world, how can we hear his prayers.

When they arrived outside the palace, Chu Yue jumped off his horse and walked quickly inside. The attendants trotted after him holding the brocade handkerchief in both hands. Seeing this, several imperial physicians guarding Chu Xiao's bed hurried up to greet him.

"Brother Huang is conscious? What happened just now that he moved a little? Are you about to wake up?"

Several imperial physicians followed from the Qing Palace. They were there when the emperor accidentally took the elixir and became seriously ill. With this kind of experience, they were able to resist the picture of seeing people and killing people, encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas. With a fierce look, the leading imperial physician said: "King Yue, please be quiet and don't be impatient. His Majesty did move a little bit just now—but now there is no movement again, so we have to wait a little longer."

Chu Yue was stunned beside the bed, half-kneeling down in despair, he wanted to touch Chu Xiao's hand.

As soon as he stretched it out, he realized that he was covered in sweat, and the heat in his palm was like a ghost that lingered for a long time. He took the handkerchief from the attendant and carefully wiped his fingers and palm clean. He shook it, and gently held Chu Xiao's fingers.

"It's only the second day." Chu Yue said to the imperial physician behind him, "Brother Huang slept for eight or nine days last time, isn't everything fine?"

The imperial doctors repeatedly said yes, saying that His Majesty is blessed and blessed, and will definitely wake up safely.

When Dilong came, the third brother protected him with his body, and his back was injured—but it was only a flesh injury, protected by armor, and did not hurt the internal organs, so how could he not wake up?

Could it be that the Southern barbarian witchcraft was the cause?

Chu Xiao closed his eyes tightly in his deep sleep, his brows were slightly tight, as if he was having an unpleasant dream, his cheeks became thinner, but his appearance was still the same as before, with handsome long eyebrows, beautiful and domineering.Chu Yue stroked Chu Xiao's cheek lightly with his fingers, but he didn't dare to use any force, so he could only slide it slightly.

Many acupuncture points on Chu Xiao's body were pierced with silver needles. Chu Yue knew that this was a way to save his life, but every time he saw it, he felt so sad that he wanted to cry.

He is no longer a child, but he is always at a loss when faced with such things.

The imperial physicians lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound. The Nanman place is so hot that it would melt if you stood in the palace, but Qing is a long way from here. I can't bear this responsibility.

"His Royal Highness Yue Wang! A letter from the prime minister!"

Ruan Jin, the commander of the cavalry army, came in with the messenger. Chu Yue took the letter, glanced at it, and fell into deep thought. The man who came in had a reddened face and was dripping with sweat, but his resolute expression did not melt because of the heat. a trace.

"Yue Wang, find out who is robbing the prison."

If Chu Yue wanted to find out the whereabouts of the witch, he had to find out no matter what—even if he dug three feet into the ground, even if there was a slight possibility, even if it was a guess—he couldn't give up!

Perhaps, waiting is the only persistence left for him now.

Chu Yue wiped Chu Xiao's face with the soaked handkerchief, and he might have to wipe his body again later. He put the handkerchief into the basin again, wrung it dry, and said, "Did you find them?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, and they haven't found their hiding place today."

"After all, we don't know each other well here, so there's no need to blame yourself." Chu Yue paused, and continued: "As long as you hold the gate of the city, they will reveal their secrets sooner or later."

Ruan Jin looked at the big bed. The emperor was lying there quietly without any movement. He followed Chu Xiao to fight in the north and south. He had seen Chu Xiao at the most iron-blooded, domineering and cruel, but it was the first time he saw him. Until His Majesty will sleep there like an ordinary and ordinary person without any resistance.

Ruan Jin couldn't imagine the person he followed all his life, so he fell asleep like this and couldn't wake up.

"This subordinate will definitely bring the Nanman King back within two days."

"Just bring the witch back."

"Wang Yue means..."

Chu Yue looked at the person in the bed with no movement in his eyes. He threw the handkerchief into the water, and the splashed water wetted the ground. He covered Chu Xiao's legs with a thin blanket, and said, "A cripple , there is no need to work hard, it is useless."

"My subordinate understands."

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Taking advantage of no one's attention, Chu Xiao stretched out his tongue vigorously, and quickly lowered his head. Sure enough, he saw a bloody mess. It can be seen that the Nanman King really used great effort to harm himself.When it was time for dinner, the others found dry food and boiled a pot of hot soup to fill their stomachs. Chu Xiao's tongue was always so sore that he would feel tormented even if he drank it hot, so he had to wait for the soup to cool down.

The little girl with the broken arm hid behind the witch's feet and poked her head out to peek at him, but she didn't dare to approach him. Chu Xiao knew that she was afraid—the girl's arm was cut off by the Nanman King.

It is said that when the city was broken, the Nanman King knew he had nowhere to go, and he didn't want his children to be humiliated in the future, he would rather kill them himself.

"Father, are you speechless?"

Chu Xiao leaned on the bed, took a big gulp of the already cold porridge, and only after he drank to the bottom of the bowl did he maliciously open his mouth teasingly, letting the girl see the miserable condition on his tongue. Tiny and timid, he took a few steps back in fright, fell to the ground with his buttocks, and his eyes turned red.

Chu Xiao didn't mean to bully the little girl, but he was depressed. When he saw a child coming, he couldn't help teasing him. He endured the pain and got out of bed. He was going to hug her, but someone came over earlier. Block the girl.

"Princess Ah Mi, go back and lie down obediently, and run around when you are not in good health!"

The witch unobtrusively blocked Chu Xiao's sight, Ah Mi rested his chin on the witch's shoulder, fixed his eyes on Chu Xiao, and moved his lips slightly.

"Father..."

This little girl is really not pretty, her hair is messy and frizzy, she wears short shorts, her legs are slender, her eyes are very big because of her thin face, she doesn't look rich, she looks like a tree that has been trampled to the point of being crumpled seedling.

Chu Xiao stared blankly at this little stump, and his heart suddenly twisted into a ball, like a fruit that had been crushed suddenly, it was so rotten.

Blood is thicker than water probably really exists, even if there is another soul in it, the kind of love and pity rooted in human bones and blood will never disappear.

He opened his arms and made a gesture to ask Ah Mi to come over. The witch bowed her head respectfully: "The king is not in good health, we should take care of Princess Ah Mi."

The witch Yaping was afraid that the Nanman king would kill him again, so she carried the girl to another room, and warned all the way: "Be obedient, the king is in a bad mood now, Ah Mi will suffer in the past, you know?"

Ah Mi thought for a while, then whispered: "I know, I don't blame the father, when we return to the palace, the father will not be like this."

"..."

"Master Yaping, when are we going home?" Ah Mi shook her head in discomfort. Her hair and that of her father's king are both curly, and they have to rely on the sisters in the palace to take care of them every day. Now she knows that she is sure. It became the head of a little lion: "Ah Mi's hair is so ugly."

Yaping suppressed laughter and put the princess on the temporary bed: "Just take care of your hair, don't your hands hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts." Ah Mi rolled up in the thin quilt and said, "But Lord Peng said that Lord Yaping can cast a spell to make Ah Mi's hands grow."

The witch lifted up her clothes, put on the medicine again, and continued to repeat the lie: "Yes, as long as you are obedient and don't run around, you can cast spells when you get home."

"Is that the same as before?"

"Exactly the same."

Ah Mi closed her eyes contentedly, and gradually fell asleep in the pain, Yaping hurriedly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and restored her original paleness and toughness.

In the middle of the night, Chu Xiao heard rustling footsteps again. He couldn't fall asleep at that time, but was just dozing off with his eyes closed. Hearing the sound, his whole body was naturally alert.

"Father, it's me."

The door of the room was only opened with a small gap. The child was thin, strangely thin, and very easily crawled in sideways through the gap. She neatly tucked the empty sleeves around her waist, and then opened her arms, waiting for Chu Xiao to hold her. She carried her to bed.

Chu Xiao bent down and picked up the little girl by the waist. He was very familiar with this gesture, and his son would often make this gesture. Children are like this, they need their father's hug.

Ah Mi buried his head in Chu Xiao's arms, and Chu Xiao could feel the warm and peaceful breath in the child's nose, which made him feel calm, just like the moonlight tonight, no matter how turbulent the war is, the sky is always the same, Chu Xiao wrapped the two of them in a quilt, and sighed inexplicably from his throat.

"Father, Lord Yaping said that he can grow my arms again. Why don't my father also go to ask Lord Yaping tomorrow, maybe my father's tongue can also grow."

Chu Xiao smiled, nodded, and accepted the girl's suggestion.

"When will we be able to return to the palace?" Ah Mi sadly counted the days with her fingers, counting the days until they escaped from the palace, so many days, she has never been away from the palace for such a long time!

Chu Xiao also loves Qi Ran, at this moment he and this girl are connected, he is going crazy thinking about going back, but he doesn't know how to go back!

"Ami hasn't showered for many days, father, you smell it, it stinks."

When Chu Xiao smelled it, it was indeed the stench of blood, which condensed into an indescribable resentment. He couldn't speak at this moment, but could only pinch his nose and make an expression of disgust.

Ah Mi also pinched her nose and said in a low voice, "I'm a girl, I can't, I must tell Master Yaping tomorrow, Father, you have become stinky too, let's wash them all up tomorrow."

Chu Xiao hummed, carelessly touched the girl's curly hair, Ah Mi was comforted by his father, and curled into a ball obediently, Chu Xiao thought of his son, his son was much more delicate than this little girl, and his body would always be They are clean, and have an intoxicating sweet and soft smell. They need to be loved and protected. They are so small and have no ability to protect themselves. There is no other way but to cling to adults. He looked at Ah Mi shoulders, a sense of disdain inevitably rose in my heart.

It is really not a manly act for the Nanman king to do this kind of thing to his daughter.

If it's me... If it's me, I will definitely find a better way. In short, death can't solve the problem. Chu Xiao has been half asleep and half awake all night. He will think about what Chu Yue will do at this time. What, what to do next, thinking in circles, and finally inevitably thinking of the worst outcome——

If he can't go back, what can he do, his son and his A Yue are all there!

Chu Xiao was as anxious as a wildfire. He broke out in a cold sweat all night without sleep, and opened his eyes to greet the first morning sun.

The sun shines through the window, and the fine dust floating in the air can be clearly seen. The child beside him has not woken up yet, but the door is pushed open in a hurry, and the person who comes is a general of the Nanman King, rushing to him He said anxiously: "Your Majesty, come with me quickly, someone is here to search!"

Before Chu Xiao got up, the general put him on his shoulders without saying a word, and picked up Ah Mi, who was still asleep, with one hand, Chu Xiao choked a few times, and after a while, Chu Xiao turned his head down, just like that He was carried away unsteadily.

He knows that people are weaker than flowers now, and his body is as soft as noodles, and he can't get angry. Chu Xiao sneered in his heart. He can bear humiliation to such an extent. He is no longer his.

The hiding room is full of secrets and secrets. Behind the seemingly ordinary stone wall is a bottomless tunnel. The general is a rough man. He pushed a large and a small wound into the tunnel roughly, and said: "Your Majesty, Don't come out, we will come to open the door when it's all right, don't come out no matter what happens!"