His Royal Highness the First Prince of Daliang

The boundary between life and death turned out to be a spotless arch bridge paved with white jade.There are infinitely bright stars hanging above the sky, the blue waves under the bridge are slightly swaying, clear and fish-free, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers floating on both sides of the bridge.

Kang Ning felt a long-lost joy and lightness.He forgot everything, and all the burdens that were so heavy that they wanted to draw blood on his body fell into the swaying water waves and turned into wisps of smoke, which were blown away by a gust of wind.

He ran to the flawless bridge.

A familiar figure was waiting for him on the opposite bank, and turned his head at this moment—it turned out to be Brother Dahuang.

"I insisted on going out with us, but now I'm dawdling!" The eldest brother pretended to blame, but his eyes were filled with a loving smile, "Hurry up," Li Jingyu waved, "Do you still want to take you with me?" gone?"

Yes I do.Kang Ning ran up in a hurry.But the bridge was too long, and a raised stone brick tripped the little prince who was not looking at the road.

"I fell!" Brother Dahuang didn't come to pick him up, but hurriedly urged on the other side.Kang Ning didn't think about it, and shouted without raising his head, and at the same time found that it didn't seem to be some raised jade brick that tripped him.

A thick, familiar-looking book was abruptly laid across the frosty and jade-white bridge, and on the cover was written "Biography of a Female Doctor" in three very striking characters, with the indistinct figure of a woman in Tsing-clothed at the back of the book. Feng Shang stood like a sword, exuding an indescribable sense of aloofness.

At this moment, the little prince couldn't even remember the faces of his parents, but for some reason he cared a lot about this book. He knelt down blankly and opened the cover of the book.

"Cang Ning!" Li Jingyu shouted again from the other side, his voice tinged with vague anxiety, "Chang Feng rarely has a day to rest and bathe, don't delay any longer!"

Qi Changfeng.

Kang Ning straightened up suddenly, only then did he realize that Qi Changfeng was also standing on the other side looking at him.

Qi Changfeng smiled and opened his arms to him, this posture looked so familiar, "Your Highness, come quickly," his laughter contained a breeze and bright moon, "Let's slaughter your big brother today." go!"

Then Kang Ning couldn't care about anything else, got up and wanted to run forward again, but at this moment, the corner of his clothes was scratched heavily, just now the gold leaf of the book rolled into ganoderma wrapped around the little prince's outside The embroidered thread of the peace pattern on the robe was pulled like this, and the thick book was lifted up and fell to the ground, turning into one of the pages.

The little prince bent down and picked up the strange book casually. During the period, he just glanced at it unintentionally, and a line of small characters went straight into his eyes.

——The eldest son of Emperor Hui passed away, the whole country mourned in Daliang, and the war in Nanyi was intense, and Meng Baifan's northwest caravan to collect medicine was also implicated for a while.

The eldest son of Emperor Hui passed away, and the battle in Nanyi was intense. It was as if a distant camel bell came from the sky at this moment, and it kept ringing in Kang Ning's ears one after another. He broke out in a cold sweat, as if he had realized something. But he didn't want to think about it, and just threw the book aside in a ruthless manner.

"Brother Emperor!" Kang Ning turned towards the other side of the bridge, and was about to run there, "Qi Changfeng!"

On the other side of the water bank, there are no relatives and friends. The warm breeze and the faint fragrance of flowers have all disappeared at some point. The stars above the head hang high on the black sky, shining with a gloomy cold light. It is deep and invisible, and there is only a dead forest on the other side of the bridge, as if there are thousands of ghosts lurking.

Kang Ning knelt back to the ground as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly grabbed the golden book and flipped it on his knees, but he carefully read that chapter twice from the beginning to the end. The epilogue is always just about a medical woman surnamed Meng trying to concoct a highly effective and non-toxic medicine for skin sores.What made Kang Ning startled and sweat was always only those two small words, as if the death of Prince Liang Chujun just added some disturbing obstacles to the lives of the people, that's all, light and weightless.

Even so, Corning has already thought of everything.

Love, hate, life and death are like a dream, and they happened one after another in the few years after Qi Changfeng left, in his unprepared life. At the end, it was impossible to tell right from wrong, only because he had buried him long ago. The body with all kinds of hidden dangers left more pain and fatigue, which made him feel infinitely bored and disappointed.

At this time, apart from Kang Ning's indebtedness to his parents, he still has two regrets about Qi Changfeng's death.But now he can't protect himself.In the past few months, he had already guessed from the flickering eyes of his parents and the secretive faces of the palace officials that the imperial physician no longer prescribes the right medicine and blindly prescribes prescriptions for prolonging life-the imperial physician will be helpless.

And now he is trapped in such a place: he can't see through it, and he can't wake up. Is this his dream?Or is it really a bridge to the underworld?

He froze on the spot, holding the mysterious book that had appeared in his sleep many times in a daze, not knowing how much time had passed.

It seems that there is no rotation of the sun and the moon here, no hunger, thirst, cold and warmth. The star curtain and the quiet river are the only eternal scenery on this bridge. Kang Ning began to feel restless and bored. He casually placed the book in his arms on the bridge deck Flipping it open, she quickly loosened the pages from the front cover to the end cover of the book rather roughly.

When he saw this half-covered story for the first time when he was young, he felt so sorry for the lonely and helpless Miss Meng in it. Of course, the little prince will never lose his talent of compassion and compassion because of the changes in the past few years. It's just that he has already discovered that this——in a sense, an old friend, Meng Nu, has now grown into a strong and proud woman, who can take charge of herself in the Meng family's hometown.

He felt gratified and happy for her, but at this moment he didn't have the extra energy and emotion to digest the joys and sorrows of other people's lives, until he caught a name that made him sting from the extremely boring flipping back and forth.

"General Qi won consecutive victories. In the most critical battle of Baihe, his hometown was burned to the ground in retaliation by the barbarians. The rest of the old and young were taken away as slaves by the barbarians. The main general Wen Dan will not The lives of the wild people in the southern border are at heart, and they have no intention of changing the combat deployment. That night, General Qi led the remnants alone, and went deep alone. Those Baihe people were really sent back by a team of horses and the general's personal guards, but However, General Qi himself lost contact with the left side of the southern army, and according to the personal witnesses in front of his camp, General Qi had already died in the border of Nanyi."

Kang Ning suddenly felt severe throbbing pain in the depths of his left ear as well as the part of his brain. He tightly covered his unaffected ear, lowered his head while pressing the black and white paper, and panted heavily. Only now and here, in such absurd and obscure dream, did he finally know the cause of Qi Changfeng's death.

And for so long, he has been in chaos and left everything behind. At the moment when he was ignorant and drowsy, could it be that Qi Changfeng's body had been exposed on the wild battlefield in the southern wasteland, In a foreign land, can the soul not return?

He had completely forgotten about it, and he had never even dreamed of him.

Kang Ning endured the unexplained pain deep in the eardrum, and continued to flip through the pages one by one, only to find a few words about Qi Changfeng.

After death, mourning and honoring, chasing the imperial title, everything is fine.

But the book always only tells stories around Meng Baifan's experience, the local conditions and customs of Yu County, Miss Meng's knowledge and perception—even the watchdog of the old house of the Meng family can take up a lot of space.

Everything in the imperial court is too far away from Meng Baifan's world, and the people the little prince cares about are too strange to Miss Meng, until Kang Ning has almost turned to the second half of this book, and Meng Baifan who is far away in the capital has always been the eldest daughter The dead father suddenly thought of this girl whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and sent people all the way to pick him up. It is finally possible to intersect and connect with the world of the medical girl.

But seeing at this moment, Kang Ning couldn't care less about reading between the lines for a few words about his loved one.

In the book, Meng Baifan is experiencing the calculation and betrayal of his close relatives - the stepmother's younger sister, Meng Mingyue, has been the much-loved eldest lady in the Meng Mansion for these years, and suddenly a genuine eldest daughter of the original spouse comes from the remote village of Yujun From then on, Meng Mingyue became the second daughter born to his stepmother. Her name and status seemed to be a head lower than Meng Baifan's, but this spoiled girl was willing to obey her mother's words and give way in front of Meng Baifan.

It turned out that Meng Hongli took the eldest daughter over solemnly, not because he had the slightest love for the eldest daughter, but because he just wanted to use this long-forgotten flesh and blood to create a hole leading to prosperity and wealth.

But Qin Ge's grandson, who was loved by his wife the most, passed away the year before last. This little Qin son was born with great talent and handsome appearance, but he died of illness when he lived to the age when he should be married.Since then, Mrs. Qin has had a worry in her mind. It is not enough to find an heir for her little grandson in the clan to continue the incense. There is no wife or room.

Qin Ge couldn't hold back his old wife, and since she came to a high position and power for many years, she didn't have any scruples in her heart. She really acquiesced in Mrs. Qin's visits to those young ladies who died young in the capital, thinking of bringing their memorial tablets to her home, which can be regarded as a gift The little grandson is married.

Mrs. Qin said she had reached an agreement with the old man, but when she handed it to the inner house, the wind changed again. She didn't want any name cards - those girls who died early were not blessed, so how could they be worthy of her precious grandson?

She just wanted a real girl, and for this she made an empty promise that she would get along with the girl's serious family.

Mrs. Li was reluctant to part with her darling, and his wife's family belonged to the Li family whom Meng Hongli could not afford to offend, so Mr. Meng made an impromptu idea to marry Meng Baifan to the grandson who died young in Ge's hometown, and send his daughter to guard the widow, so as to be with Ge My hometown climbed the favor of the first and second relatives.