But the homeless people grabbed the buns in twos and threes, and where they could stop it, Henna Furlong also stepped forward to help prevent the stampede.

It's better here, and it's messy over there. "It's all said, don't squeeze." There was a child inside, and Henna dragged him up, who was the most vulnerable to injury, and brought down the man next to him, who fell on his back, still clutching a bun in his hand.

The four eyes looked at each other, Henna instantly felt that her mind was blank, and her heart had stopped beating, this homeless person was dressed in tatters, his body smelled, his hair was messy, and he still occupied the slag of grass and trees, and his hands were dirty, but that face, even if it was sloppy and his beard was messy, but that face Henna would never forget.

Feida, this is the second prince Feida.

When Feida saw Henna, she was startled at first, and then she got up and ran, and Henna only felt that she was chasing after her, but she didn't know where her consciousness had run to, and she was in a trance for a while.

"Feda."

Feida ignored it, and just ran forward without stopping. Fran saw it and chased after her, and when she saw that Henna was still chasing her stupidly, she forgot to use her kung fu, so she jumped up and jumped in front of Feda.

Fran looked at the person in front of him, and was stupid for a moment, he was indeed the second prince, but how could he still have half of the second prince's romantic appearance.

"Your Highness!" Fran shouted in a low voice, although His Majesty announced Feida's death, he was a retainer of Henna, so he naturally knew what was going on.

"No, I'm not." Felda tried to avoid running and continued to run, but was caught by Fran.

"Let go of me!" Feda struggled to break free.

The black wolf also caught up, and when he saw such a scene, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Is it a gangster? ”

"It's not." Henna hurriedly said: "Old friend, old friend from hometown." ”

The black wolf was extremely respectful in his heart, and the old friends of the sea people were so down-and-out, they really deserved to be the sea people, and they made friends.

"What should I do?" Fran was still holding Feda, and he didn't know how to end up for a while.

Henna also panicked, never imagined that seeing Felda again would be like this: "Quick, bring it back." Fran got the order and dragged Feda on his horse.

Entering the camp, the soldiers watched as Henna and Fran dragged a homeless man, and then the three of them swarmed into Fran's tent, and everyone could not help but wonder.

"Black wolf, what's going on, isn't it patrolling, bring back one!"

The black wolf said: "Lord Hai has friends all over the world, this is a friend of adults." ”

"Hey, black wolf, I've wanted to ask for a long time." A soldier approached the black wolf: "I brought back a man today, that Lord Fran is also handsome, the adult and Lord Fran are tired of being together all day long, isn't it, my lord, he really likes men!" ”

The black wolf sighed: "I also think so, looking at the eyes of the adults looking at Lord Fran is not the same as looking at our brothers. ”

"Hai Daren is good at everything, good to people, good kung fu, I really didn't expect it!"

"Ahem, you're worried about it? If you are a confidant and a lover, you can do whatever you do with men and women, and adults will be happy! The black wolf said and looked at the camp again, and couldn't help but sigh again, thinking to himself, just vaguely saw that the homeless man's eyebrows are also delicate, Lord Hai, this won't be your good, that's not great, it's better to be dedicated.

After a while, Fran ran out and hurriedly walked in with hot water. And Henna, walking out of the camp, frowned, looking at the sky.

The soldiers did not dare to get too close, and it was even stranger to look at it from a distance.

After a long time, Fran came out and said, "Okay, now that you can see people, do you want to go in?" ”

Henna suddenly shouted, "I understand! Furlong was taken aback.

"You, you understand something!"

"Fran, she, she doesn't hate me, she doesn't blame me!" Henna couldn't help but tug at Furron's clothes excitedly.

"Henna." Fran didn't understand, but looked around and whispered, "Soldiers, you can watch!" ”

Henna seemed to come to her senses, but she couldn't hide her joy: "Fran, give him some hot soup first, and take good care of him." ”

When Fran saw Henna's expression, he was very unhappy, and said in his heart: Die Feda, it's easy to only have Henna and himself here, but at this moment he appeared again, when Henna changed women's clothes for him to win his favor, it was like a thorn in Fran's heart. At this time, seeing Henna so happy, a wave of anger arose.

"Why should I take care of it! Why is he in my tent? You'd love to come! ”

When Henna heard Fran say this, she looked over with a rare naughtiness in her eyes: "Fran." Henna put her hand on his shoulder: "You're right, so be it, I'll go and help him into my own tent." ”

"Go, go, right?" Fran angrily pushes her away, and Henna looks at Fran's back and laughs.

After a few days of careful care by Fran, Feda's spirit recovered a lot, but Henna never came to look for him, but he was much more relaxed. His father expelled him from the palace, and he couldn't return to Gaochang, and the blow to him from Basma's affair simply gave up on himself. He wandered in the Altun Mountain, the border of Loulan, with his ability, even if he was a miscellaneous servant, joined the army, and wrote family letters, he could survive, but he didn't want to do anything, he just felt that God was playing tricks on himself, and let himself watch his favorite woman marry someone else. So, he took revenge on God by torturing himself, and then some of them ate and ate, and when he was fine, he fell on the street like a homeless man, as if the more depressed he was, the happier he was to take revenge.

However, the reunion with Hena Feda, all the memories of the past have returned, and the happiness with Bathma, the dignity in the capital, the pain of losing Bathma, and the sadness of losing everything have all returned. The moment he hit Haina, Feida wanted to die.

When Feida walked out of the tent, he was already completely new, and even the coarse cloth clothes could not hide the innate luxury. Once again, the soldiers wondered when such a handsome man had come to the camp.

"Furron, will you take me to meet Henna?" Felda asked, as before, in a voice so gentle.

Fran couldn't find Henna in the tent, so he guessed that she went to the mountain again, so he and Fei Da reached halfway up the mountain, watching Feida approach Henna step by step, Fran couldn't help but be disheartened, any man is inferior to Feida, even if he is not ugly, even if he is not a royal family, he can't compare after all.

"Henna, thank you for saving me!" Feda's voice was not loud.

It was early in the morning, the sun was rising, and the clouds were shining brightly.

"Your Highness," Henna said, "it's great to see His Highness safe." ”

"She'll be fine when I'm gone!" Feda's voice trembled a little at the mention of "her".

"Your Highness, you are talking about the current queen of the grassland, I have been away from her for three years, but I know that her heart will never change."

"When I first met her, the clouds in the sky were so brilliant!" Feida's eyes looked at the sky sadly: "It's you, Henna, you were heroic when we first met that day, and now you are still like this, leading the troops." ”

"Your Highness!" Haina looked at him: "The queen and your majesty are sending people to find you, the old king of Loulan has passed away, and now no one will trace the affairs of His Royal Highness." ”