There's always someone who wants to break up with me

Before Xu Cen's foot restraint was lifted, Yuan Yao visited him once.

After Yuan Yao could get out of bed and walk around, he climbed over the wall and jumped into the backyard of Mrs. Xu's house. Xu Cen was more seriously injured than him, and was still paralyzed on the bed at that time.

Although Yuan Yao said that his martial strength was low, but his lightness kung fu was top-notch, he dodged Emperor Jing'an's hidden guards and entered Xu Cen's room in three or two strokes.

Xu Cen's mental state was still very full, and when he saw Yuan Yao coming in, he subconsciously turned on the mocking mode.

"Hey, isn't this our Crown Prince?"

Yuan Yao quickly covered his mouth, almost suffocating Xu Cen to death.

"Don't talk, Bengong came in secretly."

Xu Cen looked at him like a curious baby: "Is Your Highness here to see if I'm cool?"

Yuan Yao stared blankly at Xu Cen's eyes and said, "Thank you."

Xu Cen was taken aback by him for a moment, and then realized what he was saying thank you for.

"You are the king, and I am the minister. This is my vocation." Under such circumstances, there is no way to block the sword for the prince.

Yuan Yao still lowered his head.

"Anyway, this time it's me who's sorry for you."

Most of the secrets in it are royal secrets, so if Yuan Yao doesn't say it himself, Xu Cen can't bother to ask.A hat of deceiving the emperor is already heavy enough, if there are more charges, I'm afraid I will see you at the execution ground next time.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing in this place where no grass grows?"

Yuan Yao looked around, it was not an exaggeration to say that Xu Cen's house was barren of grass.In such a big house, there is not even a pot of foxtail planted.

"I'll bring you medicine." Yuan Yao lowered his head and took out a bunch of small porcelain bottles from his purse, and spread them on Xu Cen's body.

"Undressed."

Xu Cen was stuck on the bed like a log.

"What are you going to do?!" Xu Cen didn't forget to hold his clothes tightly.

Yuan Yao pressed the center of his eyebrows and chose to ignore his action.

"Give you medicine."

Xu Cen was still dubious: "I have medicine here, which was prescribed by the imperial physician."

Yuan Yao snorted coldly, Xu Cen felt that if this person had a tail, he would be able to reach the sky by now. "Those quack doctors? If you use their medicine, you will lie in bed for another two months."

Xu Cen hesitantly untied the tie with his fingers: "Really?"

Yuan Yao turned around and made a gesture to leave: "If you don't believe in me, that's all. It's not that there is no place to store my medicine."

"Farewell, Your Highness, you have come all the way." Xu Cen obediently took off his shirt and showed Yuan Yao his back.

Yuan Yao brushed Xu Cen's scarred back with his fingertips. His wounds were not fully healed, the blood scabs had just fallen off, and the new flesh was pink.

Yuan Yao poured the medicine powder into his palm, and slapped Xu Cen's back with a slap, causing Xu Cen to grin his teeth in pain.

"I didn't say, someone wants your broken medicine?!"

Yuan Yao refused to listen, and continued to apply medicine violently: "The things in this palace are hard to buy."

Xu Cen's voice was full of misery: "Could it be that Your Highness is a charlatan?"

"Who is a liar? Your whole family is a liar!" Yuan Yao hit harder.

Xu Cen thought to himself, he was lucky and fateful, and escaped a catastrophe, so is he going to hand over to this charlatan today? !Not reconciled!

"The medicine I gave you is specially made, are you still not grateful to Dade?"

Listening to the special, Xu Cen's eyes lit up.

"I specially added chili powder from the Western Regions to the medicine powder."

"Is it useful?" Xu Cen was immediately aroused by Yuan Yao.

"It can make you feel more pain." Yuan Yao said slowly and calmly.

Confined by the majesty of the prince, Xu Cen still kept the medicine and insisted on applying it every day, and the wound healed much faster.

Time is like water, fleeting.

Emperor Jing'an's murderous intent towards Xu Cen was unabashedly displayed in front of Yuan Yao.

Xu Cen in the capital couldn't stay any longer.

Yuan Yao had to accompany Xu Cen.

Xu Cen saved his life, Yuan Yao couldn't let him die at the hands of his father, wouldn't that be ungrateful?

So Yuan Yao asked Emperor Jing'an to go to the disaster relief, and took Xu Cen to go.

As soon as Xu Cen was relieved of his restraint, he inexplicably received a piece of imperial edict, which was even more sudden than the one who asked him to enter the palace.

The Yellow River bursts its embankment every few years. This time, the crown prince actually wanted to go to the disaster relief in person, and even took him along with him.

Dare he ask about the Yellow River's embankment breach and wait here? Could he be thinking too far?Or premeditated?

Xu Cen felt that he couldn't understand the prince more and more.

Mingming's mind is as transparent as ice, so he insists on pretending to be an embroidered pillow.

Both Xu Cen and Yuan Yao grew up in Beijing, and the word "disaster" was just a cold word to them, and a letter from a minister might not always have a reply.

When the disaster really unfolded in front of their eyes, Yuan Yao was more helpless.

His people were struggling and hovering on the brink of death, and he could do nothing about their suffering.

It was the first time Yuan Yao saw a person who died of starvation.Such a big person was starving, his skin was cracked, and his whole body was muddy.The clothes on his body were all shabby and out of shape, and even the strips of cloth were worse than the clothes on this man.The color of his skin is closer to the clay sculpture in the temple than that of a human being, his lower abdomen is exaggeratedly bulging, and his hands and feet are swollen like a steamed bun.

Yuan Yao knew the cause of this person's death from a few words from the people he met, which was eating Guanyin clay.

As soon as he entered the territory of Yanzhou, everything he saw and heard hurt Yuan Yao's heart.

Yuan Yao pulled Xu Cen's sleeve tighter, he was a little scared.

Xu Cen and Yuan Yao bumped all the way from the capital to Yanzhou. Although they suffered a lot of dust along the way, they didn't suffer much.

At this moment, Xu Cen and Yuan Yao were the only ones on the streets of Yanzhou who looked decent and out of place.

Yuan Yao covered his head and was in great pain. He tugged on Xu Cen's sleeve and was about to collapse.

"Xu Cen! Let's go! I can't stand this!"

Xu Cen was hit no less than Yuan Yao, or because he had killed someone himself, Xu Cen accepted this tragedy much faster than Yuan Yao.He forced Yuan Yao to look into his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and told him a word with his lips.

"You are the prince." You are the prince, and it is your responsibility to save the common people from suffering.

Yuan Yao bit his lower lip, turned his head away to avoid Xu Cen's gaze: "It's not that I asked my father to give birth to me as the prince."

Xu Cen was annoyed by him: "No, Your Highness should have reached the age of crown ceremony, you enjoy the benefits brought by your status but don't want to take responsibility?! Even a three-year-old child would not brazenly say such a thing. Let's talk."

Yuan Yao's lips turned white from his biting, and his fingers tightly clasped the hem of his clothes.The two of them stood on the road, they were very conspicuous, and the victims kept looking at them.

Noticing the eyes of the victims, Xu Cen hurriedly dragged Yuan Yao away.

Xu Cen found an unoccupied corner to tie up the horse, took out two sets of washed white coarse clothes from the package, and forced Yuan Yao to change into them.

"What is this?" Yuan Yao asked Xu Cen, pointing to the clothes, not wanting to change his soft brocade robe.

"If you don't want to die, change it!" Xu Cen was very suspicious that Emperor Jing An threw him here to watch his children, and the goodwill Yuan Yao had accumulated with him before was almost exhausted.

Xu Cen came out in a hurry this time, and the journey was far away, he was not willing to let his horse Yuzi suffer with him, so he simply took a horse at the post station.In the current situation, the less things left on him and Yuan Yao, the better.

Xu Cen walked out with his horse, asking where the market was.

Yuan Yao more or less guessed his intentions, since Emperor Jing'an didn't let them come here as imperial envoys, he must have asked them to come and observe the people's sentiments.

The family was so poor that they couldn't cover their clothes or eat enough to eat. The two of them were wearing brocade and leading a fat horse. They didn't look like disaster victims at all.

It's one thing to think in your heart, another to do it.Yuan Yao still didn't want to sell the clothes he wore next to his body. It would be a shame to talk about selling the clothes that were worn close to the skin.

During the famine, even the best things could not be sold for a high price. These days, having a meal is more important than anything else. After selling the horse and clothes, these two people are finally not so conspicuous.

When he was about to reach a small dark alley necessary for robbing houses, murdering and setting fires, Yuan Yao squatted down and picked up a stone in the palm of his hand.

Xu Cen had already spotted the little tail following them.It's a little boy, not big.

Yuan Yao deliberately walked into the dark alley, the little boy hesitated and shouted, and rushed towards Yuan Yao with a stripped wooden stick, but Yuan Yao knelt on his knee with a stone bullet.

The little boy stuck his neck, twisted his head, and the horizontal root was somewhat similar to Yuan Yao.

"Whether to kill or to fight, I admit it!"

Xu Cen walked over without saying a word, and looked up and down the little boy carefully.

His face is yellow and thin, his hands are short and his legs are short, he doesn't look like someone who has practiced martial arts, but his eyes are very good, like a wolf cub, when he ran over with a yell, he was very vicious.

Xu Cen looked at the child and shook his head, and said, "It's a pity."

Yuan Yao answered, "What a pity?"

"The child is a good child, but his brain is not good."

"You!" The little boy heard Xu Cen say that he was so stupid that he stood up and hit him, but after sitting on the ground for a long time, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground again.

"I don't ask why you rob, tell me about the situation here, and I'll forgive you." It's not interesting to ask poor people who have no food why they rob, so it's better to be more direct.

"Really?" The little boy looked tentatively, and this was the first time he didn't get beaten up after he missed.In fact, he succeeded once, and it was a woman who was injured and was about to die.

Yuan Yao couldn't bear to watch Xu Cen frighten the child with a serious face, so he knelt down and stretched out his little finger in front of the child.The child's little finger hooked Yuan Yao's, and the two said in unison: "The hook must not be changed for 100 years."

Yuan Yao just sat down, cleared his throat and asked, "Little brother, where is your prefect? ​​Didn't you provide disaster relief?"

The little boy looked bewildered.

Xu Cen frowned slightly, and asked him another way: "Have you officials not paid?"

The little boy was in a trance, and replied: "Master An said that we have no food here."

The author has something to say:

Happy Zongzi Festival everyone~

In this chapter, the prince's IQ seems to be a little off. He has been pampered for too long and he needs some time to adapt to the bad situation. Don't worry, Xu Xiaocen will not despise him. The prince with an online IQ will be back soon.

The following is the daily small theater

Child (grieved face): Why didn't you even give me a name?

Xu Cen: You want to be lucky if my daughter-in-law doesn't hit you, and you want a name? ╯^╰

The child pointed at Yuan Yao: she told me to beat someone

Yuan Yao quickly moved away, revealing a certain author behind him

Someone: Hehe, it’s all for the plot

Xu Cen wiped his sword silently...