Prince Wuchen

In this era of war, the marriage between the two countries is a very important thing, because it represents the common strength and mutual benefit and mutual assistance of the two countries.

The marriage between Ruiya Kingdom and Nanxiang Kingdom naturally attracted the attention of many neighboring countries.But what deserves the attention of other countries is the one who married the princess of Nanxiang Kingdom.

The son of the Protector of the Ruiya Kingdom, the prince's wife and brother, and the future uncle of the country, this status is indeed more than that of the prince and nobility.

But what is even more curious is that, it is said that the man is crippled.

As for why he is disabled? What happened 18 years ago, no matter how mysterious the blockade was, it is hard to guarantee that someone with a heart will not leak it, and suddenly, the matter about Qing Wuchen spread like a storm.

On the day when Qing Wuchen went out of the city to meet his relatives, the prince led all the civil and military officials to send him off at the gate of the imperial city.

"Wu Chen." Looking at the man in a white brocade suit sitting in a wheelchair, Gree Hui closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, "Bon voyage." Thousands of words can't be worth a word of peace.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, Wuchen will definitely live up to the emperor's grace." Qing Wuchen saluted slightly, the wind blew his black hair, and a few strands floated forward.Gree Hui raised his hand, naturally wanting to touch these strands of hair, but when his raised hand touched the strands of dust-free hair, his heart skipped a beat. What was he doing?

"Your Highness, you don't need to worry." Wuchen then extended his hand, holding Gree Hui's palm that he didn't take or put.This is a step, which relieved Gree Hui's embarrassment. Although this method seemed a little incomprehensible to Baiguan, they also guessed that it might be because of the deep feelings between their brother-in-law and brother-in-law.

"I'm very relieved, because it's you Wuchen, so I'm very relieved." Gree Hui withdrew his hand and took a few steps back.He clearly knows that this road will not be peaceful, but he can't, with thousands of eyes watching him, he can't say Wuchen, don't go.

"Junior Brother, Wenzuo, Wenyou, let's set off."

"Yes, brother."

"Yes, son."

Junior brother Qing Yang turned around pushing Wu Chen's wheelchair, Wen Zuo and Wen You walked behind.The wheelchair was pushed to the front of the carriage. Wen Zuo and Wen You took two wooden planks from under the carriage and pushed the wheels onto the carriage along the planks.

For some reason, everyone saw it and felt sad.Such a handsome and unparalleled person turned out to be a cripple.

Gree Hui clenched his hands into fists, his fingers rattling.For a moment, he began to hate his father. If his father hadn't been too superstitious back then, today's Wuchen...

The carriage and the guards who greeted the bride drove away, and the sound of the horn of joy went farther and farther along the way.It wasn't until the raised dust had also settled that Gree Hui dismissed all the officials and let them go back.And he entered the palace alone.

In the imperial study room, the emperor was reviewing the memorial, when he saw Gree Hui coming, he beckoned him to come. "The welcoming team is gone?"

"gone."

"Just go." The emperor lowered his head and continued to review the memorial.Gree Hui had many questions, but he couldn't ask them.For the first time, the harmonious atmosphere between father and son appeared strange.And the root of this weirdness, they all know.The emperor reviewed it for a while, then raised his head to see that Gree Hui was still there, "I'm getting old, and my mental and physical strength is failing. Since you are fine, you will do these memorials for me."

"Your servant obeys." Since he was a child, the emperor had brought him by his side, so he has long been familiar with reviewing memorials.Gree Hui moved a chair and sat beside the emperor.He lowered his eyes, his handsome side face was still very young, but the burden on his shoulders was heavy.As a father, the emperor couldn't bear it.

"Hui'er, don't blame the emperor." The emperor didn't say it clearly, but Gree Hui understood.

"I don't dare." Gree Hui's face was calm as his eyes narrowed a little.

The wedding carriage moved quickly, in order to catch up with the next post station.

"Brother, are you hungry?" Sitting in the carriage besides Qing Wuchen was Qing Yang.According to Qing Yang's temperament, if he had to take care of his favorite elder brother, he would definitely go to the horse for a while.

Qing Wuchen raised his head from the book, glanced at Qing Yang, and said with a light smile: "If you are hungry, you can eat first."

"Really?" Qing Yang's eyes lit up, because the young and agile eyes were particularly energetic.

"When did my brother lie to you?"

"Yes." Qing Yang became dissatisfied when he heard this, "The last time my brother asked me to kneel in front of the door, I knelt down for a long time, but I still didn't see the Son of God appearing."

Puchi...Qing Wuchen couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Idiot." She looked at Qingyang dotingly, and then wiped the pastry crumbs from the corner of his lips.

This little junior brother likes to cling to him, and Wuchen treats him like his own brother.In his previous life, he had a congenital heart disease, and even went out very rarely, even once in a while, he was surrounded by many bodyguards.It is even more impossible to lose both legs in this life.

So in front of him, there were almost still things.But Qing Yang is different, he is a fresh life, in Qing Wuchen's view, fresh and full of sunshine.

The smile at this moment is absolutely peerless.Qing Yang looked at it, unable to look away eagerly, the pastry in his hand dropped, and he didn't notice it either.

Puchi... Wuchen chuckled again.

At this moment the carriage stopped, and Wen Zuo came to report: "My lord, the post station has arrived."

Wen Zuo's voice brought back Qing Yang's rationality, and he immediately blushed like the scorching sun. "Brother." He protested and flew out of the carriage.As soon as he got out of the carriage, he bumped into Wenyou, without saying sorry, he slipped into the post by himself.

"He is..." Wen You looked at Qing Yang's back, and at Qing Wuchen in the carriage.

I saw Qing Wuchen pursing his lips and smiling slightly, the moving expression in his eyes was warm and kind.

My heart twitched, and Wen You thought, the eldest son looks really good-looking.Prettier than any woman he'd ever seen.