For a son, being escorted by his father is love, but for a minister, being escorted by the king is not necessarily just love.

Especially since this courtier is a military general.

Eunuch Jinzhong sighed lightly in his heart, and retreated again.

In the deep cell, there was also a shoulder frame, a few guards were waiting outside, and Chu Yurong was sitting naked, Wang Xian carefully wrapped the wound cloth for him, and quickly wrapped it tightly from the front chest and back.

"Alright." He said, holding Chu Yurong with one hand.

Chu Yurong slowly stood up, and two more guards stepped forward to support him, and he signaled not to: "I'll try to walk by myself." ”

When the words fell, Wang Xian let go of his hand, and was about to raise his foot to step Chu Yurong almost stumbled, he fed: "You can continue to hold on." ”

The young man seemed to be frightened, Wang Xian couldn't help laughing, and then stretched out his hand to support him.

Chu Yurong was a little helpless: "Mr. Wang, how old are you, and you are still so naughty." ”

Wang Xian subconsciously wanted to say, "Not as old as you", but now the person in front of him is no longer wrapped in layers of clothes, bending his tall body, dyeing his hair gray, and dyeing his skin wrinkled - he needs to look up at this young man now, despite this, he feels that the young man should have been taller than now, in order to suppress the growth of height, he has deliberately reduced his appetite in the past few years, but in order to maintain physical strength, he will continue to practice a lot of martial arts - in the future, he will not have to suffer from this, he can eat and drink casually.

Wang Xian snorted: "This is revenge for your naughty treatment of me when you were a child. ”

Chu Yurong smiled and didn't speak again, and slowly walked to the shoulder, this time he didn't refuse the help of the two guards, and was helped by them to sit down slowly.

"Still." He sat on the soft cushion, his face full of discomfort, "I think I should lie on it." ”

Wang Xian put down the covering on his shoulders and covered the young man's face: "How did you become so delicate, I used to ride back to the barracks from the Qi army's ambush with three knives and six holes, and I didn't see you say a word." ”

The young man behind the gauze tent smiled softly: "At that time, it was different. ”

At that time, the wounds on his body were given by the enemy, and he was not afraid of death or pain.

Wang Xian ignored him anymore, and motioned for the guards to raise their shoulders, I don't know how long they walked in the darkness, and when they felt the fresh wind, it was still dark in their eyes.

"There are no stars tonight." Chu Yurong said in his shoulder, seemingly with some regret.

Wang Xian sighed: "You still can't see anyone now, of course you have to take advantage of the dark moon and the wind to reach out and lose your five fingers, and what starlight do you want to see." ”

After walking for a while in the night when he couldn't see his fingers, he saw the light, a car parked on the street, dozens of black-armored guards in front of the car and behind the car, Wang Xian helped Chu Yurong out of his shoulder, and a few guards worked together to carry him into the car.

When you enter the carriage, you can lie on your stomach.

Chu Yurong lay down in the wide carriage and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still so comfortable." ”

The carriage swayed gently, and the horses' hooves struck the night forward.

The torches in front and behind danced on Wang Xian's face through the closed window, and he looked out against the window and whispered, "There are really a lot of people sent by Your Majesty, it's like an iron bucket." ”

The last sentence is meaningful.

Although the six princes have always pretended to be the iron-masked generals, the three armies only recognize the iron-masked generals, and the six princes after taking off their masks have no restraint on thousands of troops, but he has been the iron-masked general for many years, who knows if he has collected people without permission - the emperor is still very uneasy about this prince.

Chu Yurong didn't feel anything, and he was satisfied that he could walk in a comfortable posture.

"What's there to feel about this?" "I knew it from the beginning." ”

There is no sadness or joy if you don't feel surprised.

Wang Xian said twice: "Okay, your old man sees through the world and his heart is like water-then let me ask you, why do you instinctively escape from this cage and go freely, but you have to crash into it?" ”

If it is really according to the original agreement, the iron-masked general is dead, the emperor will let the six princes go freely, set up an empty mansion in Xijing, the sick and weak prince lives in isolation, the world does not remember that he does not know him, and he dies again after a few years, disappears completely, and the six princes in this world are just a name-

The emperor will not taboo such six princes, nor will he send people to protect them but actually imprison them.

Now the six princes want to continue to be the princes, and they have to stand in front of the world, even if you don't do anything, just because of the identity of the prince, you will inevitably be tabooed by the emperor, and you will also be guarded by other brothers - this is a cage.

Wang Xian asked: "I remember that what you always wanted was to jump out of this cage, why did you want to jump back when you did it?" Didn't you say you wanted to see the interesting world? ”

Chu Yurong rested his head on his arm, and as the carriage swayed slightly, light and dark light and shadow flashed on his face.

"Because at that time, it was boring for me." "There's nothing to be nostalgic about." ”

"Now, what are you nostalgic for?" Wang Xian asked.

After being a general for a long time, is it commanding the power of the three armies? Is the prince's glory and wealth?

Chu Yurong said: "What are those, if I am nostalgic for that, the iron-masked general will never die, as for the glory and wealth of the prince - have I ever had it?" ”

Wang Xian said: "So, is it because of Chen Danzhu?" ”

Chu Yurong pillowed on his arm and turned his head to look at him, and smiled, Wang Xian seemed to see Starlight fall into the carriage.

"Why!" Wang Xian gritted his teeth, "Is it because she is as beautiful as a flower?" ”

As a prince, even if he is snubbed by the emperor, beauties in the palace can be seen everywhere, as long as the prince is willing, it is not easy to have a beauty, not to mention that he later became an iron-masked general, and the beauties of the vassal countries were also sent one after another - he never took a second look, and now he was actually bewitched by Chen Danzhu?

Seduction? Chu Yurong smiled, stretched out his hand and touched his face: "When it comes to being as beautiful as a flower, she is not as good as me." ”

Wang Xian snorted.

"Actually, I don't know why." Chu Yurong continued, "Probably because I saw her, like I saw me." ”

He still remembered the first time he saw this girl, when she had killed someone, and crashed into him, with ferocity, with cunning, innocent and dazed, she sat across from him, and seemed to be far away, as if from another world, lonely and lonely.

In the face of him, no matter what gesture she makes, whether she is really sad or falsely happy, the fire in the depths of her eyes is a ferocity that wants to illuminate the whole world.

If he is gone and leaves her here alone, alone, the fire in the girl's eyes will one day burn out.

He thought, let's be with her.