Prince Yan held a wax-sealed secret letter in his hand. It was sent from Kyoto and was stamped with the private seal of the Dali Temple Minister.
At this juncture, he hurriedly delivered the letter to the south. It must be that what was contained in it was not a good thing. He could not protect himself at the moment and was trapped by others. How could he reach out to Kyoto?
These people really think too highly of him. No matter how condescending they are, he is just a mortal, not an immortal.
If one wants to climb high, one must be ready to take a wrong step, fall off the cliff, and be crushed to pieces. Xie Shiguan never demands power, and is very open-minded about life and death. He can "drink today's wine today", and he should also be aware of "singing when you win and stop when you lose".
But if he hadn't been at the end of his rope, Xie Shiguan wouldn't have admitted it.
This time he was unlucky. His Highness had known that Jinling City was the territory of the Miao family. If they took a longer route, it would not be impossible to get away. However, Xie Shiguan did not expect that they would dare to attack him so blatantly. This was a complete break-up and they were determined to fight him to the death.
Something must have happened in Kyoto, causing chaos in the government and the public, which is why the Mu party dared to attack him so desperately.
Even if they took a detour this time, the members of the Miao Party would definitely catch up with them, intending to kill him on the way back to Beijing.
It was almost dawn, but a glimpse of skylight could be seen behind the distant mountain range.
Xie Shiguan climbed halfway up the mountain. The wind blew but the clouds did not move. Only a few grains of snow were faintly floating down. They landed on the back of his hand like fluffy debris and turned into water in an instant.
In this trance, His Highness suddenly felt a moment of loneliness.
The lights in Jinling City below the mountain have gone out, and the prosperity has disappeared. After being stripped of his purple robe, jade belt, and gorgeous crown and clothes, it turns out that he is just a lonely person.
He could easily arrange for others to go, but he didn't know where to go himself...
A smile suddenly appeared between Xie Shiguan's eyebrows, which seemed very dim on the dark and difficult mountain road. But at this moment, he suddenly heard a series of rustling footsteps behind him.
Who? How did they find this place so quickly? How could the Miao Party only send one person?
Xie Shiguan turned around quickly and unsheathed the long sword at his waist half an inch. However, as the thin black silhouette limped towards him, his hand loosened in vain and he stared at the man like a fool.
In the distance, the sky was breaking and the morning light was dim, and the mute was covered with a thin layer of light, and was walking towards him firmly... step by step.
This was the first time in Xie Shiguan's life that he couldn't say anything. All those mocking, sarcasm, teasing and teasing smiles suddenly fell, and could no longer be gathered, not even a little bit.
The two looked at each other in the dim light of dawn. Xie Shiguan saw that the corners of his eyes were red, and his clothes were messy and stained with dust: "You..."
The moment he opened his lips, His Highness realized that his voice was hoarse.
"How did you get here?"
The nurse was timid, and only after seeing his desperate plea did she throw the copper hairpin from her bun to his hand. However, Chen struggled hard to free his wrists, looked at Si Lai in her arms, and then jumped out of the car and fled.
He jumped off the speeding carriage and rolled a few times on the gravel and sand beside the road. However, Shen didn't bother to look at himself and just kept chasing after him.
But these grievances were nothing to the mute, so he just raised his hand and said slowly: "I came here on foot."
"I would like to go with Your Highness..." The same words, the same look.
Without waiting for him to finish his gesture, Xie Shiguan pulled him over and hugged him tightly: "Why are you so stupid and still refuse to obey? Didn't we agree that you and that kid should go to the wet nurse's house to hide together?"
When the soft feeling in his heart passed, His Highness remembered the wound on his calf. He couldn't see it clearly because he was wearing a wide robe, so he reached out and lifted the hem of his calf. Sure enough, he saw that the calf was stained with blood. He thought that the wound that had just healed half had split again.
In order to catch up with him, the mute must have run all the way. The mountain road was muddy and difficult to walk on, and he was dragging an injured leg, so how could he get better?
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Chen Que hadn't noticed it at first, but when His Highness asked him this, he belatedly realized that his leg was aching. Afraid that His Highness would think he was a burden, he quickly gestured, "No, it's okay, it doesn't hurt, I can keep up..."
"You deserve the pain," Xie Shiguan grabbed his hands and glared at him fiercely, "I told you not to follow me. Your injury has just healed, but you are so reckless. You want to piss me off to death, aren't you?"
But Shen shook his head, his eyes somewhat at a loss.
The mute said his hand didn't hurt, but His Highness was in so much pain that he loosened his robe, turned around, half-knelt down, put his hands behind his back, and ordered him, "Come up."
Shen was stunned and stood there without daring to move.
Xie Shiguan didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply stepped back a few steps and forcibly carried the mute on his back.
The mute refused to cooperate, and His Highness had never carried anyone on his back before, so his hands were not skilled enough and the chair kept sliding down.
He slid down a little, and Xie Shiguan wanted to stop and lift him up, but Chen was afraid that he would fall, so he had to carefully put his hand on the prince's shoulder. The prince paused slightly, and he retracted his hand like a frightened bird.
"What are you afraid of?" Xie Shiguan noticed it immediately. "If you don't want to tire me to death, just come closer and hook your hands around my neck to share some of my strength."
After Shen listened, he slowly pressed against his back, crossed his arms around his neck, and gently leaned his head on his shoulder, occasionally rubbing against his temples.
The mountain was too quiet, but Shen could almost hear his own beating heart. It was so loud that he was afraid, afraid that His Highness could hear it too.
His Highness had a broad back, and he did not like thick robes. Even in the coldest weather, he would only wear a half-thick robe like this, with at most a thin layer of silk cotton inside. However, Shen lay tightly on his back, as if he could sense His Highness' body temperature through the layers of clothes.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on. After walking for a while, Xie Shiguan had to stop to weigh the person on his back and make sure he was steady before continuing.
But every time His Highness weighed him like a child, Shen felt embarrassed. His wound was not fully healed yet. Last night, His Highness applied medicine to that area again. The broken area did not have time to heal and was still red.
Rubbing against Xie Shiguan's back over and over like this, Shen felt uncomfortable, and was afraid that His Highness could feel the strange and deformed softness against his back.
Until now, he still couldn't face up to his own imperfections. Even though His Highness had looked at his body so obsessively, he couldn't be calm and could only fall down in depravity and agony.
Xie Shiguan led him deeper into the dense forest. The people who were now ambushing on the road ahead should have intercepted the empty carriage. If they didn't find anyone, they would probably think that Prince Yan and his men stayed in the city.
It is possible that he has turned back and is searching the city for Xie Shiguan.
But His Royal Highness Prince Yan chose to do the opposite. He was bold enough to go around those people alone. When Guyu met Shen Xiangzhi, these people would not be able to make any more waves.
"How could you bear to let that kid go?" Xie Shiguan asked him in a low voice. He had forgotten that he was a mute. Now that he was right behind him, how could he gesture to him? "What if he wakes up and can't find you? What if he keeps making a fuss?"
When he said that, Shen Que's heart seemed to be grabbed. How could he bear to let it go? But he didn't want to live in disgrace, and didn't want to live behind His Highness's back.
But His Highness didn't know what he understood from his silence for a moment. He raised the corners of his lips behind the mute's back, but suppressed his laughter.
After a moment, he asked, "Compared to that brat, you still love me more, don't you?"
The person on his back didn't respond, so Xie Shiguan deliberately nudged him and half-relaxed his arms that were around his back. The mute was afraid of falling, so he clung to him even harder and stuck closer to him.
"Is it true?" Xie Shiguan asked deliberately. "Is it true?"
Shen Queren was behind him, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't respond to His Highness, so he had to blush, grab his clothes tightly, and stick to him with great effort to prevent himself from falling.
Xie Shiguan just teased him for a bit, then tightened his arms again. The mute looked frail, but when he pressed against his back, his body was soft, and the arms around him even had a hint of fragrance.
It doesn't seem to be fragrant, and it's hard to tell what the smell is, but His Highness thinks it smells very good.
I knew it was the mute as soon as I smelled it.
Shen didn't know how long he had been carried by His Highness. The sky gradually brightened, and the light snow kept flying towards them.
The mute quietly took up his sleeves and covered the prince's temples to block the scattered snow.
Xie Shiguan pretended not to notice, but he felt very happy in his heart.
They seemed to be walking down the mountain at this moment, but suddenly, Shen heard a little rustling noise coming from behind him. It didn't sound like a wild animal crawling in the forest, but more like someone...
Shen Que immediately became alert and squeezed Xie Shiguan's shoulder. His Highness did not respond, so he must have noticed it.
Inadvertently, both of them heard the sound of an arrow flying by. Xie Shiguan heard the sound and identified the location, and barely dodged it with the mute on his back.
There was a half-man-high rock not far away. Xie Shiguan quickly ran over with the person on his back, put the person down first, and said quickly: "Stay here first, don't come out, do you hear me?"
The mute didn't nod, and His Highness didn't pay any attention to him. He just quickly untied the dagger at his waist and threw it to him, then drew his sword and went out, knocking away two arrows in succession.
Judging from the footsteps and the speed of the arrows, there shouldn't be many people coming, two or three at most. Xie Shiguan's kung fu is not inferior to his, but Shen has never had a serious fight with His Highness. But if it is "Lin Xie", it should not be difficult to deal with these people.
But the mute was still afraid. Hearing the sound of the swords colliding in front of him, he was afraid that His Highness had suffered a loss. His heart was beating fast and he wanted to stand up and leave several times, but he managed to hold back.
His legs and feet are disabled now, and if he limps out, he will not only be unable to help, but will also be a burden to His Highness.
Just as Shen was worried and hesitant about whether to go out, he was suddenly shrouded in a shadow. He looked up and saw first the bloody tip of the sword, and then the hand of His Highness holding the sword.
There were some blood spots on the hem of Xie Shiguan's robe, but he raised his head inch by inch with fear. Seeing that the prince looked safe and sound, his heart finally settled down.
"They are just three or two unpresentable warriors." His Highness put away his sword and laughed at him again, "Why are you so scared?"
Then he stretched out his hand to pull him up.
Shen hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, but before he could touch it, he saw his face suddenly change, and then he pulled out the dagger with one hand and threw it over like a dart, narrowly brushing past the prince's ear.
The next moment, Xie Shiguan heard the sound of a knife entering flesh behind him, followed by a shrill scream.
He pretended not to hear anything, but instead grasped Chen Que's hand tightly and pulled him into his arms.
After hugging the man tightly, His Highness turned around to look. The dagger had been firmly stuck in the assassin's eye socket, almost piercing his face. There was also a penetrating wound in the abdomen, which was caused by him just stabbing. He twisted the hilt of the sword, but he didn't expect that the assassin could still stand up.
The assassin held a dagger in his hand. If Shen Que had been a step slower, the dagger would have stabbed Xie Shiguan.
When Xie Shiguan took his hand and pulled him into his arms, he found that the mute was shaking and trembling uncontrollably, as if he was extremely scared.
His Highness immediately lost the desire to mock him.
Xie Shiguan held up his hair with one hand and gently patted his back with the other, sighing: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
"Didn't I tell you to stab me to death?" His Highness pulled him to look at the ugly-looking dead warrior on the ground, "Look for yourself."
Shen did not look at the body, but just touched his back. Seeing that His Highness was indeed not hurt at all, he felt relieved.
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