The people who entered the cave did not get any good results, even the third prince, who was best protected by the eunuch, was not lightly injured. Therefore, the envoy of the Xuanwu Kingdom did not leave a single living mouth.

The safety of the envoys of the two countries is not a trivial matter. The two countries exchanged troops, and they did not cut them off. This is not just the death of a few people, this is the face of the country, it is a sign that the Suzaku country is going to tear up the peace treaty, and this is a sign that the Suzaku country is going to war against the Xuanwu country.

Nangong Yan, the virtuous king, had a perverse temperament, and accidentally killed the envoy of the Xuanwu Kingdom after getting drunk. abolished his title, sent to a fiefdom, and was not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict.

"Commandment." Nangong Yan undoubtedly took the overall situation into account, which made the Suzaku Emperor's anger disappear a little.

After retiring from everyone, Nangong Yan knelt down and begged: "Father, the son wants to see his mother and concubine before leaving." ”

His Majesty also knew that Nangong Yan had suffered an unwarranted disaster. But who told him to mess things up, and now that there is no evidence, the Suzaku Kingdom has become unreasonable, and he has to apologize to Xuanwu Kingdom. After all, this time he treated the third child badly, and the Vermilion Bird Emperor acquiesced.

Nangong Yan's mother is talented, but she enjoys glory and wealth in the palace, and her cultivation has long been slack, and now that she is older, the years have not left too many traces on her body who is well-maintained. Concubine Mei is by Nangong Yan's side, not like a mother and son, but more like a sister.

"Yan'er." Concubine Mei lowered her head and wiped her tears in front of Nangong Yan, feeling sorry for her emperor.

She sobbed: "This time you are so seriously injured, Your Majesty sent you to such a remote barbarian land, but how can you recuperate." ”

The temporarily sealed land is not only barren and remote, but it is even said that the aura there is thin, not to mention recuperating from injuries, and it is difficult to practice.

"Mother, it's good to have a fief, so you don't have to endure the unsatisfactory in this palace. If the sons and daughters show your majesty, your majesty will definitely agree. Since he was a child, his mother has cried with him a lot about the hardships in the palace, asking him to fight in the future and let her live a life without restraint. Now that she is taken out of the palace, she can live comfortably.

"Son, how can the mother go. If my mother stays in the palace, she can still intercede for my son. The mother stayed here to help the emperor watch. Concubine Mei raised her hand, wanting to touch Nangong Yan's face.

She was overly favored when she was young, had a good appearance, and gave birth to a prince with excellent talent. But she grew old and decrepit, and her favor gradually faded. Now, His Majesty knows that Yan'er has been wronged, so how can he not make amends. With His Majesty's guilt, she can regain her favor, how can she leave at this time?

Nangong Yan seemed to have inadvertently avoided Concubine Mei's hand and retired.

Nangong Yan walked under the thick palace walls, and there was almost no end in sight to the vermilion. The last beam of light at dusk shone on Nangong Yan's face, reflecting the sad color on his face, which gradually lost its color and returned to darkness.

Yan Wu also knew that Nangong Yan was miserable. Unprepared, as soon as he woke up, Zhihai was traumatized, the title was gone, and hundreds of years of cultivation were in vain. But is he going to be so sad? Oh, he was the crown prince in his previous life, and it seems that he can't be a prince in this life in a short time.

Yan Yan smashed a fruit on the head of Nangong Yan, who was riding a horse in front, and whistled.

Nangong Yan looked at the carriage behind him in annoyance, can't he stop a little?

What carriage to ride, is it necessary for her to receive any care? She still needs Nangong Yan more. Yan Wu conjured a horse and caught up with him.

"Horse racing?"

"No." Nangong Yan drove the horse, paced slowly, and said coldly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm neither sad nor disappointed right now."

Before Yan Yan asked, Nangong Yan continued: "I just feel a little lost, I lost everything this time. Indeed, I feel that something has changed, but why? Did you cast a witchcraft on me to make me abandon my path and rebuild? ”

Nangong Yan turned his horse's head to look at Yan Yan, who looked puzzled.

"Forget it." Nangong Yan flicked his horse whip and galloped forward.

Yan: That's still horse racing.