The water of the Merlo River, mixed with the smell of gunsmoke, rises and falls......

Such an explosion naturally attracted the attention of the court.

The old emperor immediately summoned them all over, understood the general process, and saw that they were all sad and tired: "Alas, I didn't expect you to still have brotherhood for Si'er...... So, Si'er couldn't think of it himself and ignited the gunpowder?! Alas, it's also that my father didn't do well enough and didn't care enough about him......"

Thinking that he would never see Gao Lan's cheerful appearance again, Meng Sheng couldn't help it, and cried again and again in front of the emperor.

Seeing this, the prince hurriedly got up and comforted: "Sheng'er, my father knows that you have the softest temperament, okay, okay, don't cry, you can rest in the mansion these days, you don't have to go to court." ”

Meng Yi next to him couldn't help but lean over and arch his hand, and his voice became more and more sad: "Father, the son also asks to rest at home for a few days......"

The old emperor saw that his arm was still wrapped in gauze, and he was disheveled, and his face was full of pain.

The old emperor couldn't help but be stunned......

He looked at him with some surprise, it was rare for Meng Yi, who had always been introverted and autonomous, to be so negative, which surprised him very much, could it be that blood was really thicker than water......

After a moment, he sighed slightly: "Okay, you all sort out your thoughts, don't be too sad." Let's go down. ”

……

Leaving the palace, Meng Yi hurried towards the front.

Meng Sheng chased after him, and both of them tacitly walked in one direction.

The riverside has been cleared and the ruins of the burned boats have been salvaged and removed.

Meng Yi saw Mo Ting, who was covered in water, and walked over quickly.

I saw Mo Ting frowning and bowing deeply, holding up a string of Buddhist beads with both hands, and he said tiredly and helplessly: "Second prince, my subordinates are incompetent...... Only found in this ......"

Meng Yi's eyes looked at the string of Buddhist beads he was dragging in his hand with affection, and his open mouth trembled slightly......

After a while, it finally broke out.

"Ahh————h

Meng Yi put his hands in his hair, stomped his feet wildly, and roared loudly into the river.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, the fact that all this was happening in front of him was the fact!

Those bits and pieces of the past, getting along with Yeyang, kept coming to his mind, constantly tearing his heart, he felt the world spinning, he felt that the black clouds were overwhelming, and he felt unstable under his feet......

After shaking it a few times, Meng Yi's head went blank for an instant.

In the next second, the body leaned.

Meng Sheng, who rushed over, suddenly dragged him down.

Meng Sheng, who frowned deeply, looked at the person in his arms with all kinds of pity, and said with empathy and complaining: "Second brother, our brothers have suffered......

Mo Ting next to him was very worried: "The eldest prince, I'll come!" ”

Meng Sheng glared at him fiercely and howled: "He is my brother, will I still harm him!" ”

Mo Ting was noncommittal.

Meng Sheng sent someone to send Meng Yi back to the mansion.

An Qian has been guarding the unconscious Meng Yi.

Mo Ting found the imperial doctor, and after the imperial doctor saw it: "The second prince is in a hurry to attack his heart and over-grief and stasis, for a while, he lost his mind, I have to let him calm and recuperate for a few days, I will prescribe some medicine and ......take it on time."

Meng Yi grabbed the Buddha bead tightly in his hand, and An Qian couldn't take it out after taking it out a few times.

Mo Ting said in a low voice: "Imperial Princess, forget it, that's the thought of the second prince......"

After Mo Ting finished speaking, he was afraid that he would say too many things that he shouldn't say, so he hurriedly made up for it, "Don't misunderstand, the princess, that monk is very important to the second prince's kindness, all ......"

"I see......" An Qian didn't say anything more.

~

When he returned to Meng Sheng in the house, he was depressed and had to borrow wine to kill his sorrows.

Yu Tian couldn't stand it, scratched his ears and cheeks: "The eldest prince, why don't you go to Taoyue Pavilion and find a girl to relax?" ”

Meng Sheng was lying on his side, supporting his upper body with one hand, holding the wine jug with the other, holding the folding fan given to him by Gao Lan in his arms, and sneered: "Looking for a girl?" The eldest prince has a person in my heart, and from now on, I will never be able to enter anyone......"

After saying that, he raised his head and poured wine into his mouth, which ran down his chin and onto his shirt, wetting a piece.

Jutian looked at it and sighed......

……

Border caves.

Bai Qingqing and the others leaned on each other casually, and slept like that all night.

On the second day, as soon as Yimei woke up, she went to check on Mo Shaozhi, and the little civet cat rubbed her eyes and asked nervously, "How is it?" ”

Yimei shook her head and was silent.

Bai Qingqing's eye sockets were sunken, as if he hadn't slept all night, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I have to find a doctor for Mo Shaozhi to take a look at it quickly." ”

Yimei said in a very depressed tone: "I'm afraid that this Brother Mo's heart disease will be something that no one in the world can see." ”

Bai Qingqing said: "Just send him back to Mojiazhuang, maybe his family can have a way." ”

Bai Qingqing said and got up to pack his bags, and after a while, the three of them got into the carriage and continued to hurry.

With the experience of coming, the way back is quite easy. It's just that along the way, the oppressive silence is really difficult.

The little civet cat, which had always been chirping, became curled up silently, and Yimei only let out a faint sigh from time to time, except for the occasional snort of the horse in front of her.

Bai Qingqing even felt that his facial expression froze, perhaps because of the cold, he no longer made other expressions.

After a day's journey, he finally crossed the bitter cold land of the border and slowly entered his own land.

Thinking about what kind of mood he was in when he left, comparing it to now, Bai Qingqing's emotions that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to be almost the last point, and he was about to be unable to restrain himself from rushing out.

He forced himself to turn his head to the people inside: "We're going home!" ”

There is no longer the picture of the little civet cat suddenly opening the curtain and shouting, but after a while, Yimei lifted the curtain and said in a low voice: "Brother Bai, let's go back to Fenglaiyi first......"

Bai Qingqing nodded: "Well, the direction is to go there, find a family doctor on the way, and help Mo Shaozhi take a look first." ”

Yimei lowered the curtain, and Bai looked back at the moment in front of her......

His gaze suddenly became as intense as fire, and his eyes glowed with red.

He saw a man, dressed in red, riding a tall horse, standing in the wind and looking at him.

White light petrified instantly.

Zhong Ling! He called out deeply in his heart.

Zhong Ling over there was full of energy, her legs clamped the horse's belly, and she ran towards him quickly.

Until they came to Bai Qingqing, both of them grabbed the reins of the horses at the same time.

At that moment, all the sadness, pain, and helplessness that Bai Qingqing's heart suppressed could no longer be hidden, and instantly flowed out through hot tears......

At this time, Zhong Ling was completely frightened, he hurriedly jumped off the horse and ran towards him desperately.

"Brother......