His Royal Highness the First Prince of Daliang

Kang Ning vomited a mouthful of blood and fell from the tree branch.

This was the last memory he had of that day before he fell into a coma.

Then he fell into a bloody nightmare, the monster with the head of a dog chasing after him with its mouth open, and he ran for his life in a panic.Sometimes he rode Yubao standing in a thick mist, Yubao was frightened and would not run away; sometimes a little girl with a bunted head pulled his sleeve in horror and said quietly, "Brother Immortal!" Come here with Niuniu." So he followed the girl into the tunnel in the dark forest and crawled desperately, for a while he felt that the tunnel was extremely quiet, which made him feel infinitely flustered, and he wanted to pull the little girl's hand , Arm hard, only to realize that he was always dragging a broken corpse in his hand.

In the dream, Kang Ning only felt that he was out of breath all at once.He clutched at his chest, nearly tearing his ribcage and ribs to catch his breath.

The next moment, he seemed to be picked up in the air from the narrow mud tunnel.He turned his head abruptly, and saw Qi Changfeng's expressionless face. At that time, he was very relieved, and only then did he feel the infinite grievance in his heart when Qi Changfeng embraced him and rode wildly.

"What happened, who are they..." Even though Qi Changfeng never responded to his question, Kang Ning gradually relaxed in his arms.

Then he began to feel a sticky wetness coming from his shoulders, he reached out his hand to touch it, and held it in front of his eyes to identify it strangely, but saw that his hand was full of still hot blood.

He turned his head almost in despair, only to see that Qi Changfeng had lost his head but was still tightly protecting his body. Not far away, in the mist that engulfed everything, there was a vaguely round thing buried in the dust and mud.

At that moment, he couldn't make a sound anymore, and he was too tired to run away.In a trance, he felt a floating sense of weightlessness, as if a ray of sky light was emerging from the white mist above his head, pulling him in the dark.

He flew.

All the eerie fantasies were thrown far below by him, the world became peaceful, and he finally felt some kind of silent relief.

An anxious cry suddenly cut through the boundary between life and death at this moment.

"Corning!"

Is... whose voice is it?What is he saying?

"What's the matter with him? He has no breath! What's the matter?" The man's voice was still noisy.

Strangely, Kang Ning was a little impatient at being quarreled, but felt that the voice was very familiar, and it made him feel inexplicably at ease.

This is……

Qi Changfeng!

The little prince on the sick bed coughed violently, tiny blood froth spewed out from the corners of his petal-like lips frighteningly, his whole body convulsed due to the extreme pain, his pale face was no longer alive.

But the people in the first hall breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the dying cough.

Concubine Zhao's whole body softened, and she was lying on her son's side in a disfigured manner at this moment, her eyes were dazed, and she couldn't cry for a long time.

Children's panic disorder is serious, but it is not an exaggeration to say it is not serious.I'm afraid that if the little prince turns over like he did just now, if he doesn't slow down, Immortal Da Luo will be powerless to recover at this time.

Fortunately, God was merciful, he was not willing to take away this little life loved by his parents, so he let him back.It’s just that the little prince’s foundation was hurt even more this time. The most important thing in the future is to have a good life, and there must be no more damage. Those shocks will gradually subside with time. After three years or two years, today’s The impact of the disaster will gradually disappear.

Doctor Wang is old, and in the last few years he was on duty, he spent almost all his time recuperating and treating the little prince. He spent more time with Kang Ning than with his own grandson. Are there any old folk remedies for recuperation that can be used on the little prince?After all these years, he has long developed feelings for this little highness who has been troubled by many disasters.When it was time to retire and return home, and the young Highness suddenly encountered such a disaster, the old man was inevitably even more reluctant to let go, sighing while withdrawing the needle.

Qi Changfeng's face was ashen and silent since he entered the hall just now, and he only yelled that sentence when Kang Ning's breath stagnated for a moment.His injuries were actually much more serious than those of the little prince. A shallow but long incision stretched from his left shoulder to his lower back, and there were countless other small injuries. There were dark marks on his black clothes.But he ignored the burning and painful wound on his body, and just stared at the old doctor's movements of slowly closing the needles.

There was a moment of silence in the hall where the needle drop could be heard.

It was Emperor Hui who broke the silence with a hoarse voice, "Changfeng go back and take care of his injuries first. You don't need to worry about this matter later, I will find out."

Qi Changfeng did not agree.He was standing five steps away from the little prince, at this moment he suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down:

"Your Majesty, the boy has been hiding in the capital for long enough, and now it's time to return to the southern border."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall was shocked.

When the emperor first brought Qi Changfeng over three years ago, only the emperor and Qi Changfeng knew what Emperor Hui's plan was.Zhao Yunxia may have guessed a little bit, but he would never show off to others with such a cleverness.Others, including the eldest prince who has already ruled the court, thought that the emperor raised Qi Changfeng in the capital with all kinds of favors, just to support a living anti-barbarian symbol, a name of an anti-barbarian martyr's legacy head.

Over the years, Emperor Hui's preparations for war have become obvious. The news that Daliang wanted to harvest the king of a different surname who was proclaimed by Taizong more than a hundred years ago, and even had a big war with Nanyi, had long been no secret among the common people.And just like Emperor Hui's military preparations for conscripting troops and accumulating food in the past three years, Qi Changfeng, who was born as a commoner and whose parents died in the Nanyi battle, is like the righteous preparations made by the imperial court in the war against the barbarians.

It's just that Qi Changfeng especially caught the emperor's appetite, and won the favor of the most favored little prince, so he was extraordinarily eye-catching inside and outside the palace.

But no matter what, no one thinks that Qi Changfeng will return to southern Xinjiang.Southern Xinjiang——Most Liang Dynasty people only think that it is an uncivilized and barren land. The hot and humid miasma and spreading diseases make it full of horror and ominous atmosphere. Both business and culture are separated from the southerners, not to mention that since the founding of the Liang Dynasty, Southern Xinjiang has been ruled by King Xi Nan for generations, and in the hearts of the people of the Liang Dynasty, there is no essential difference from the Nanyi.

If it weren't for the fact that the imperial court has been subtly promoting the concept that southern Xinjiang is also the land of Daliang, and that the people of southern Xinjiang are also Liang people's compatriots, and the news spread that Nanyi people burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes in the frontier, it would be difficult for the common people to understand the emperor. Why do you have to go to great lengths to take back that poor place, and fight a war with the Nanyi who are separated from the southern border and have no way to fight with Daliang.

Therefore, as soon as Qi Changfeng said this, Zhao Guifei, who was somewhat angry with him because of this incident, was stunned, "What are you talking about?" You have been hiding in the capital for a long time, and you want to return to southern Xinjiang? Could it be that His Majesty has raised you for a few years, and now he will drive you back? Could it be that the capital will not let you go, where are you going?"

Qi Changfeng took a deep look at the pale and sleepy child on the bed, his expression still unshakable: "Today's assassination, His Royal Highness's illness, and—" He suddenly paused at this point, a certain A kind of sharp hatred that had been hidden all along emerged from his brows little by little, "As well as those ordinary people who died innocently in the forests on the outskirts of Beijing, they are all related to King Xi Nan. His dog's life is on his neck." It’s been so long since I posted it, I don’t want to continue to wait like this, and cause more people to suffer because of this—I know that His Majesty is also planning to go to war in the spring of next year. I would like to invite you to be a pawn in the army, and I only hope that I can personally Cut this rebellious person under the horse."

The emperor groaned and did not speak, just staring closely at the frontier boy whom he had doted on for three years.

But Concubine Zhao Gui is a mother.Even if a young man she didn't know was standing in front of her at this moment, she wouldn't bear to watch him go to the battlefield of life and death.What's more, the one kneeling on His Highness's knees is a handsome young gentleman who plays with her son all day long. He lost his father and mother and followed her unreliable younger brother to the capital. Incomparable, in the past three years, she has taken care of him as half of his mother's duties, and she feels a little bit sorry for him in her heart. In terms of affection, let alone those other princes and princesses in the palace, I am afraid that even The nephews and nieces of the Zhao family that her elder brother gave birth to are still a little short.

Now her own son fell ill on the bed in a catastrophe, and Qi Changfeng jumped out at this time and said that he was going to fight on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang. She couldn't help but feel the sadness when she heard it, and a burst of anger followed Suddenly, the back of the spine sprang up:

"Qi Changfeng, you are dreaming! Do you think that fighting is so easy! After practicing with Master Wu for a few years, you can take the head of King Xi Nan?" The concubine's beautiful eyes widened. The image of the biological mother subtly overlapped, "Your Majesty has been fully prepared for the war in the past few years. How can there be a child like you who is not yet an adult! Do you think that it is enough for you to grow up? At your age, you No one will recruit you when you go to recruit soldiers!"

Qi Changfeng's eyes were slightly moist at that moment.

He didn't speak, and couldn't speak.He bent down and put his forehead on the thick blanket laid on the floor of the prince's bedroom, only silently expressing his will and persistence.

At that moment, many scenes flashed through his mind, for a moment it was the smiling face of his father and mother, for a moment it was the cold corpse of an ordinary family in the woods where the assassination took place, and for a moment it was Sister Afeng from her hometown of Baihe taking the newborn The youngest daughter was placed in the bamboo basket he blocked with his body, and she went out to kill the Nanyi people with a knife. For a while, Concubine Zhao was leaning on the collapsed bed in the spring and lazily instructing the mother to tailor clothes for him and Kang Ning.

And at the end, the image of tormenting him all the way flashed before his eyes again—Kang Ning vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell down from the branch with a disastrous expression.

Qi Changfeng closed his eyes.He heard the emperor's deep voice asking:

"Changfeng, just like what the imperial concubine said, the capital is now your home. If you stay, I will take good care of you for the rest of your life. Have you really thought about it?"

I think it over.