Chapter 3305 The Battle Situation is Unfavorable
Arslan stared into his eyes and said, "He should be your master."
Wen Bieyu's heart skipped a beat.
He didn't dare to speak, and Zhu Chengjun's face turned pale. Such behavior had already revealed their thoughts. Arslan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the two children, and said slowly: "Now, let me guess your identity."
“…”
"Actually, your identity is easy to guess."
Wen Bieyu was sweating profusely, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I, I am just, just an ordinary person. He, he is my master, so what?"
"Ordinary people?"
Arslan sneered and didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he turned and walked to the horse that Wen Bieyu was riding, looked it up and down, and then said, "This is the warhorse of the Handong Guard."
Upon hearing this, Wen Bieyu's heart sank.
He is different from Zhu Chengjun. Although Zhu Chengjun's horse is a fine breed specially sent from the Western Regions, the horse has not yet grown up, so it is not incorporated into the war horses of the Handong Guard. Moreover, because it is a horse given to him by His Majesty the Emperor, the saddles are all specially made.
However, he did not have a horse of his own. In order to leave the city to look for Zhu Chengjun, he just went to the stable and stole a horse, which was naturally a war horse there.
But they didn't expect that their identities would be revealed at this time.
Arslan's face darkened. He turned to look at them and said, "Although I don't know your identity, you are so young and yet you can ride the warhorse of the Handong Guard. You are obviously not an ordinary citizen. I'm afraid you are from the Duwei Mansion, or even - someone close to the emperor."
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"And the person who made you take such a big risk to come and save him, your master—"
Having said this, he walked towards the two children step by step. Wen Bieyu wanted to retreat, but there was a huge rock behind him, leaving him with no way to retreat. He could only watch as Arslan walked up to them, looking down at Zhu Chengjun, and said word by word: "If I remember correctly, the Emperor of Yan has been on the throne for so many years, and he only has two sons."
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"One of them was from back when he was still the Prince of Yan and guarding Beiping Prefecture. His name is Zhu Chengxuan, and he has now been canonized as the Crown Prince. Since he is the foundation of the country, it is impossible for him to move around. He must be staying in your capital now."
“…”
"There's another one,"
At this point, a cold light flashed in Arslan's eyes: "It was born to his concubine Si Nanyan. He was canonized as the King of Han at birth, and his name is-"
He dragged out his voice, not saying the name that everyone knew. But at this point, the more he didn't say it, the more tormented it became. The drawn-out voice cut through the bones of Zhu Chengjun and Wen Bieyu like a blunt knife. Zhu Chengjun gritted his teeth, raised his head and said, "Yes, I am Zhu Chengjun!"
"Your Highness!"
Wen Bieyu's face also turned pale.
Even though they were young, they understood very well that there was a war going on ahead, and Zhu Chengjun, the King of Han, had fallen into the hands of the enemy. What did this mean to them?
Although Zhu Chengjun was smart and sensible, and had begun to hide his identity from the moment he was arrested, he was still young after all, and psychologically he could not bear such pressure. At this point, his emotions had collapsed. At this moment, he stared at Arslan with red eyes and shouted desperately: "I am Zhu Chengjun, you, what do you think!"
Arslan raised his eyebrows slightly.
It seems that the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart has no reason.
This child is indeed no ordinary child. He is actually the prince of Yan State. More importantly, he is the son of Zhu Feng and Si Nanyan.
No wonder the bones are so hard.
At this moment, he was lying on the back of the child named Wen Bieyu. The wound on his neck had almost festered. Blood had dyed the clothes on Wen Bieyu's shoulders red and even flowed down his arm. It was obvious how much blood he had lost and how much pain he was in. But he didn't even cry out in pain. Until now, he was still staring at him with red eyes, like a little tiger that was forced into a desperate situation and refused to admit defeat.
Arslan looked down at him, and after a long time, smiled faintly.
Said: "To be honest, this king has wanted to meet you for a long time."
“…”
"You are their son, her son."
Zhu Chengjun clearly understood what he meant by "her". A wave of humiliation and anger suddenly rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "Whose son I am has nothing to do with you. My father is the emperor of Yan State. If you dare to touch me, he will tear you into pieces!"
Arslan naturally would not be angered by a few words from a child.
He just smiled and approached step by step until he was in front of Wen Bieyu. The two children did not dare to move. They could only watch him stare at Zhu Chengjun's face for a long time before saying, "You look more like your father."
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"If her first child is born, I wonder if he will look more like your father or her."
Zhu Chengjun's expression changed again.
Although his mother had never told him about that incident, some people around him had mentioned it, so he knew that before him, the imperial concubine had had a son who was the same sibling as his sister, Princess Xinping, but the son died at birth.
Moreover, he also heard that the reason for this was that the imperial concubine was kidnapped by people from the Dian Kingdom at that time. She suffered a lot on the way and even almost lost her life. Otherwise, the child would not have died.
And this Arslan in front of me——
Zhu Chengjun understood immediately. He gritted his teeth, suddenly jumped up from Wen Bieyu's back, and hit Arslan's chest with one hand: "I don't allow you to mention my mother!"
Everyone around was startled and immediately rushed over: "Your Majesty!"
Arslan raised his hand to stop them.
Although the child acted fierce, he was only under ten years old after all. Even with all his strength, he only staggered him a little, not even hurting him. In fact, Arslan had already seen that he wanted to hit him, but with such a child, he didn't even need to dodge.
He simply looked down at Zhu Chengjun, whose lips were trembling with anger, and sneered, "Interesting."
At this moment, a soldier ran over quickly, walked up to Arslan and whispered a few words in his ear. The people around him couldn't hear it, and only Zhu Chengjun, who was closest to him, could barely distinguish a few words from the man's voice.
The battle situation is unfavorable.
Zhu Chengjun was immediately overjoyed.
After hearing this, Arslan's face gradually darkened. He thought for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the child in front of him.
Zhu Chengjun's heart skipped a beat: "You, what do you want to do?!"
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