When the tutor who was teaching him at the time heard his idea, he laughed and said that it would be difficult for him to create such a team since he had neither manpower nor financial resources.
But he did it, and made everyone look at him with admiration. The people he recruited were clearly not young and strong men, but were all thin and weak. However, he trained them into top guards.
And obey his orders.
But later, when the emperor discovered what he had done, in order not to arouse the emperor's suspicion, he took the initiative to hand over the team and named it: Silver Armor Guard.
Not long after, he fell seriously ill. After waking up, he only remembered that he was the third prince. He could not remember anything else, even the Silver Armor Guards.
Situ Ye was also one of his subordinates, and he knew how brilliant and talented the young man in front of him was.
He absolutely did not believe that such a person would forget everything all of a sudden because of an illness. Even if he forgot, he should be able to pick it up quickly.
But the disease seemed to have taken away his talent, and he became a mediocre prince. He was originally very favored by the emperor, although his mother did not like him.
But they could not resist the emperor's doting on him, so they did not dare to treat him harshly. Later, when he lost his talent, the emperor only expressed concern verbally and seldom visited him. Then, that group of palace people became more and more excessive and gradually began to abuse him.
"I told you, I know nothing about what you're talking about. I don't have any memory of it. Besides, I'm so mediocre, my kung fu isn't even as good as yours. How can I possibly train you?"
"Your Highness, I know you are unwilling to face it."
He was unwilling to face the fact that his father, who appeared to love him, was actually wary of him, fearing that he would reveal special talents and take away his throne prematurely.
"You can think whatever you want, but I still advise you to leave as soon as possible if you don't want to get into trouble."
Despite Chi Yu's awful attitude towards him, Situ Ye still insisted: "Your Highness, I just heard you say that someone is hunting you and Miss Tang. I can help you solve the problem."
Chi Yu stared at him solemnly: "Whatever you want."
After saying that, she stopped looking at his expression and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes to rest.
Situ Ye was delighted, as long as His Highness could keep him by his side.
"Cold..." Tang Wan murmured unconsciously. Chi Yu anxiously used his palm to test the temperature of her forehead. Fortunately, she didn't have a fever.
He carefully half-hugged Tang Wan in his arms. Seeing this, Situ Ye widened his eyes in surprise.
His jaw dropped to the ground. Didn't his prince always stay away from women? This, this, this, this.
Chi Yu let Tang Wan rest her neck on the crook of his arm. Seeing Situ Ye's stunned expression, he glanced at him coldly: "You know what to say and what not to say."
Situ Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again: "Subordinate, subordinate understands."
Seeing his flustered look, Chi Yu found it a little funny, but soon he fell silent again.
He did not lie to Situ Ye. He had indeed lost all the abilities he used to be proud of, otherwise he would not have suffered such humiliation at the age of twelve.
He didn't actually lose his memory, but in his eyes, those memories were no different from those of others. They had no effect other than causing him pain.
Call him cowardly or timid, he didn't want to face the past again. He lowered his head and looked at Tang Wan's peaceful sleeping face, and his brows softened a little. From now on, as long as Wanwan was by his side, that was enough.
The next day, Tang Wan woke up in Chi Yu's arms. She felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I slept so soundly, I hope I didn't hurt you."
Chi Yu looked at her with a smile, revealing his two sharp fangs: "How could that be? You are so light, and besides, isn't this a gift to me?"
Seeing his forced calm and seductive appearance, Tang Wan suddenly moved closer to him. Even through the veil, her warm breath still sprayed on his face. Her long feathery eyelashes trembled: "Really?"
The two of them were only a few centimeters apart at this moment. Chi Yu's ears turned red. After staring at her for a while, he couldn't help but give in first. He covered his face with his hands, and even his breathing became rapid.
Seeing him like this, Tang Wan raised her eyebrows, stood up and said, "You little brat, how dare you fight with me?"
"Mr. Chi, Miss Tang..." Situ Ye spoke awkwardly, making Tang Wan feel a little embarrassed.
"Um, knight, are you okay?"
"Wanwan, he's fine." Chi Yu stood up, with a slight blush still on his face.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Situ Ye thought to himself, it's just a few broken ribs and seven or eight stab wounds, I'm really fine.
"In that case, why don't we go back home from the back mountain? Staying here forever is no use. There's no food or water here. If we stay any longer, I'm afraid we'll starve to death before the enemy catches up."
Chi Yu nodded in agreement: "Wanwan is right. I guess those people don't know we will go back."
So, the two of them supported the seriously injured Situ Ye and rushed home. Before Tang Wan left, she covered the entrance of the cave with vines.
On the other hand, the group of men in black were stationed at the edge of the cliff, waiting for a whole night but without any movement.
A thin man looked at the black-clad men led by E in a flattering manner: "Boss, are they dead? Otherwise... send someone down to check?"
The man looked him up and down, then suddenly laughed in an ambiguous tone, and then his voice turned cold: "Okay, I never keep idle people in my team, Wang Hu. You go down and take a look."
The thin man's smile froze on his face, and his words became stammering: "This, this, this... How can I do this, I..."
"Why can't you do it? The boss asked you to go because he trusts you. Don't be ungrateful." A dark-skinned man next to him rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.
And Wang Hu looked at him with a smile.
The thin man hesitated. His name was Zhang Er. He had always been excluded, but now he finally had the opportunity to join in. He didn't want to be kicked out and then be laughed at by those people.
He swallowed, gritted his teeth, and climbed down the vine little by little. He didn't dare to look at the scenery below. It was thousands of feet high, and if he wasn't careful, he would be crushed to pieces.
He groped his way down, stopped at a depth of about ten feet, then grabbed the vines tightly and climbed up quickly.
After climbing up, he rested for a long time. When his face was no longer so pale, he spoke tremblingly: "Boss, down here, the vines only reach about ten feet below, and there are no holes around. I guess they are probably dead and their bodies are gone."
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