I stared at the wooden box, and the pack in the wooden box was silent for a long time, and I didn't know what bad idea she was planning.

"Look, you still stay in this wooden box in peace, I can't make a deal with you." With that, I stepped forward again to leave.

Just as I walked, I thought in my heart, why did His Highness take her?

Moreover, today, Your Highness told me that this wooden box contains only weapons.

"Little Meng Po, if you don't let me go, then Beilin will definitely die." He shouted at me.

"Just you?" I'm still moving forward.

"Little Meng Po, don't underestimate me, if I look at him, even if he is a Kun God, he will be confused by me, otherwise, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not take me with him to the south!"

What she said made a lot of sense.

His Highness said that the box contained weapons, and it seemed that this pack was the magic weapon he had prepared.

"Little Meng Po, this time, His Royal Highness wants me to help him and kill the Kun God, but although the Kun God has become a fallen god, after all, he is the Great Prince of the Northern Underworld, killing him may cause unnecessary trouble!" There was a hint of worry in the tone of his voice.

"You want to run because of this?" I asked.

I always feel that it can't be so simple.

After all, Beilin has become a fallen god, and has been pressed in the river for hundreds of years, and I haven't seen any action in Beiming, we fled all the way, and when we arrived at Fenglinwan, we fell into trouble several times, and we didn't see them rescue.

"It's not all about this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once promised me that as long as I did that thing for him, he would let me go, but he reversed himself, and now he is holding me to kill the Kun God." Before I finished speaking, I frowned.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Naturally, in Huaicheng, on the tower of the city gate, lead the Kun God to dream! In short, now, don't ask any more questions, let me go first, and you and I will talk about it in detail. "I was urged to let her go at once.

I stared at the black wooden box, hesitating.

"Chu Liangdi? Why are you here? ”

Before I could make a decision, behind me, Zijin's voice sounded.

I hurriedly turned around and found that Zijin had stood behind me at some point, and he seemed to be extremely energetic and not sleepy.

I guess I haven't been asleep all the time, and when I hear my voice, I come and see.

"I just can't sleep, I just get out of the carriage and get some air." I replied perfunctorily.

Zijin nodded: "Chu Liangdi, the night wind is strong, you better get in the carriage and rest, now that you are pregnant, if you are sick, your subordinates will not be able to use medicine." ”

"Okay, but why don't you sleep?" He has been riding on a horse for the past few days, and he must have been very tired.

"The subordinates also have to take care of His Highness." As he spoke, he glanced towards His Royal Highness the Prince's carriage.

"How's your Highness?" I followed his gaze too.

"Your Highness's body is cold, this disease is also an old disease, the Heavenly Master has sent someone to treat His Highness for many years, but there is no improvement, I am also useless, I can't cure His Highness's illness." After Zijin finished speaking, he frowned and lowered his head, and he could see that he was very guilty about it.

"You also said that conditioning has been useless for many years, presumably, this disease is difficult to cure, but this time, after you return to the palace, you might as well go to Hua Hin Palace." I have mentioned Bone Language to His Highness before, but His Highness believes that Bone Language may not cure his illness.

However, Bone Language can not only see Yin disease, but also should be able to cure His Highness.

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"Chu Liangdi, His Royal Highness is not suffering from a "disease", his situation is extremely special, if he is really sick, it is not to endanger his life, but to become? Zijin said, staring at his eyebrows, as if he remembered something.

"Turned into another person?" I looked at him and continued to say what he wanted to say.

Zijin nodded, raised his eyes and looked at me: "Have you seen it?" ”

"Well, there's anger in that man's eyes." After I finished speaking, I remembered the "ghost king" in my dream.

The ghost king is all over his body, and he is full of anger.

His Royal Highness is the reincarnation of the Ghost King, so this anger must be innate and cannot be suppressed.

"When His Highness was ill, his martial arts were outstanding, three years ago on a snowy night, Xiao Ce provoked His Highness at the banquet, making a big fuss about His Highness's dead mother, His Highness lost control, and it was also since that time that every time His Highness got sick, it was very easy to miss and kill." After Zijin said that, he immediately realized that he had said too much, and hurriedly shut up.

"Zijin, you promise me that after returning to the palace, no matter what, you will persuade Your Highness to see the witch doctor, and he will help Your Highness." I remembered the first time I entered the palace, and His Royal Highness almost strangled me to death due to his "illness".

He couldn't control himself, and he seemed to be trapped in a "beast" in his body.

Now, this "beast" has merged with His Highness.

"Well, it's just that Your Highness may not listen to your subordinates, and when the time comes, please ask Liangdi to advise me a lot." Zijin looked at me and looked forward to me.

"Me?" I muttered.

"Chu Liangdi, Your Highness really likes you, don't leave His Royal Highness the Crown Prince behind! You don't know what it's like to be abandoned, you don't know. When he said this, his eyes were red: "More than half a year ago, during the night hunting, I was seriously injured, and after being sent back to the palace, it was I who guarded His Highness, and His Highness was shouting "Xiyan" every night, in His Highness's heart, Chu Liangdi, you are the first, more important than his life. ”

"Zijin, me?" He is still young, and he probably doesn't understand the feelings between men and women.

"Chu Liangdi, go back to the car and rest." Zijin didn't want to hear me say this, so he interrupted me, and made a gesture of please to me, motioning for me to get into the carriage ahead.

I could only swallow my words back, and walked helplessly towards the carriage.

"Little Meng Po! Little Meng Po! ”

The sound of the pack kept echoing in my ears, but I was still entangled and let her out, for fear that there would be endless trouble.

"Little Meng Po, I can give you some hints first."

After I walked away, she was really anxious and hurriedly said.

"What's the hint?" I turned my head sideways and glanced in the direction of the wooden box, where Zijin was still standing and looking at me.

"When you dream, you know." Her voice instantly became very low.

And under Zijin's gaze, I got into the carriage and lay down on Du Xiaowei's side.

In my ears, the ballad sounded again.

"Pai, pai, into the Yellow Spring, there is a Nai He Bridge in the Yellow Spring, Nai He Bridge is Meng Zhuang, and the Meng family in the village is picturesque."

This singing, from far to near, I felt that my whole person became light, as if I was about to ascend to heaven.

"Ahhh

And before this feeling of lightness had subsided, suddenly, an extremely terrible scream was heard.

I opened my eyes, and I was surrounded by blood, wrapped me tightly.