In the East Palace, the prince's face also changed when he received the news, and he had to know how much effort he had spent to lock people in the palace and cut off contact with the outside.

Even the news of Shu'er's injury was covered to death, why did it suddenly make a fuss.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately walked out.

At the gate of the palace, Yang Xuan slashed a lot of people with his sword, but still no one dared to really hurt him.

Until the prince came over and saw the injured and fallen guard, he looked angrily: "Yang Xuan, what are you doing?" ”

At first glance, Yang Xuan turned his head sharply and stared at him deadly, "What are you doing?" Of course, he wants to leave the palace, can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince see it? ”

The prince's eyes darkened, and he was not angry, but said, "Put down the sword and go back with me." ”

"Go back? Back in this cage and continue to be locked up by you? Ears don't hear outside the window, like a deaf and blind man? ”

"Ah Xuan!" The crown prince took a deep breath, "I was fine before, why did I suddenly leave the palace?" ”

Yang Xuan's face was hideous: "Why didn't Shu'er tell me if she was injured?" Why hide it from me? ”

"Ah Xuan, Shu'er is fine, are you wielding a sword like this to hurt people to wipe my face? Where did you put your brother, your father? ”

"Face? Is it important to have a good face? ”

"Yang Xuan—"

"Shut up, get out of here!"

Yang Xuan turned around and continued to walk towards the palace gate, the prince lowered his face, "Stop him, don't let him take a step out of the palace gate." ”

In the palace, as the crown prince, he wants to stop someone, and there is nothing he can't do.

No matter how powerful Yang Xuan is, it is difficult to fly.

At first, he would care about human life, only hurting people and not killing people, but at last more and more guards came up, and he began to feel angry.

Why, why do you have to stop him one by one, why do you stop him from going to Shu'er.

All to death.

Die.

"Ahh

There was blood red in front of him, Yang Xuan didn't know how many people he had chopped and how long he had swung the sword, until he couldn't support it anymore and was broken and fell to his knees with one leg.

Countless spears immediately pressed him down, pinning him to the ground.

The lights reflected his embarrassment.

Through the hair scattered on his forehead, he saw the prince standing with his hands in his hands not far away, with an indifferent expression.

Yang Xuan clenched the spear stuck in his neck, and blood fell to the ground along his palm.

He gave up.

Spit out blood and begged: "Brother Huang, I'll go out to see her, just one glance, Ah Xuan begs you, just this time." ”

She must be very afraid, she must be so badly injured that she must die of pain, she is the most squeamish, she must not be able to bear that kind of pain.

The prince looked at him, what a young man he had once begged, but now he was lying on the ground and begging humbly for a woman.

After a long time, he looked away, and in order to completely dispel his thoughts, he said hard: "She doesn't need you, give up!" ”

He immediately instructed the inner chamberlain, "Send King Jin back to the palace." ”

"Brother Huang—"

Yang Xuan stared at him stubbornly, and the prince's steps to leave paused, and he continued to leave.

The chamberlain looked back, shook his head vaguely, and followed the prince.

Hope disappeared in his eyes.

Yang Xuan was carried back by the guards, and he broke a leg, at least he would not be able to move these days.

If the prince can ruthlessly order someone to discount him, he must have already anticipated what was to come.

Therefore, he ordered that no matter what the king of Jin asked, he would not have to pay attention, as long as he tried his best to heal his leg.

The affairs of the palace soon reached Jiang Yunting's ears, and he discussed with Changle, since Han Yu had obtained a part of the military power through his own efforts, he exchanged two children's Geng posts with Han Lao Wangye.

This family matter has just been decided.

The two didn't hide it, and the prince naturally received the news, copied a copy of the marriage letter, and ordered someone to hand it to Yang Xuan.

The big red gilded post is clearly written in red and black letters.

Yang Xuan looked at the marriage book for a long time before slowly tearing it up.

He turned to the trembling attendants who had come to serve, his eyes calm.

"Which palace were you transferred from?"

"Back to Your Highness, the slave maid was originally a flower and plant in the imperial garden."

"What's your name and how old is it?"

"Slave Wende, sixteen."

Yang Xuan looked at the pile of shredded paper in front of him, and closed his eyes, "My head hurts, you come and press it for me." ”

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "The slave obeys." ”

was about to go around his back, but Yang Xuan suddenly made a move, caught the waiter off guard, and stunned him.

Without delay, he unfastened his clothes, put on the clothes he had taken from the chamberlain, and carried the man to the bed in disguise.

After doing all this, he slowly walked towards the palace gate in a gloomy and almost dripping weather.

The sky thundered, and it seemed to be a little darker.

Along the way, he walked all the way, avoiding the guards who were patrolling, and when he arrived at the palace gate, he didn't know if it was because the weather was bad or these people were newly added, and no one really recognized him.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for him.

It wasn't until he stepped out of the palace gate that Yang Xuan really felt alive, although the injury on his leg was still aching.

He didn't stop heading towards the Ningxing Palace.

The rain fell at some point, wetting his face.

In the Ningxing Palace, Jiang Shu'er, who was already able to get out of bed, sat in the corridor and looked at the dripping rain, obviously it was still evening, and the sky was already dark and needed a lamp.

She had tried many times since her wound had healed, but she could no longer use force.

This result made her a little confused.

In her previous life, she had never had such a fork.

If all of this has changed, will everything else change with it?

There was a touch of dampness on her cheeks, and she couldn't even brush it away, allowing it to get heavier and heavier.

Yang Xuan, who had finally entered the mansion, stood not far away and looked at the person who had not been seen for a long time, with a pale face and a weak body, and muttered, "Shu'er......"

A trace of voice drilled into Jiang Shu'er's ears, she paused, feeling a little familiar, and before she could think about it, the person had already arrived.

"Yang Xuan." Saying this name again, Jiang Shu'er's heart is complicated and abnormal.

She looked up and saw a drenched young man crouching down in front of her, holding her over her face with a cold hand with a wet, "I've finally seen you, Shu'er." ”

"Ah Xuan......" she moved her eyes.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to touch her shoulder, "Isn't it painful?" I'm sorry, I should be by your side, I'll take revenge on you, and when I catch someone, I'll chop him up myself, okay? ”

This fifteen-year-old boy was much taller and whiter than the last time I saw him.

The childishness had faded, and she had begun to show what she had seen in her dreams.

is such a young man, when his eyes have not yet become dark, his eyes are still shining.

She didn't expect to see him at this time, and said lightly: "Aren't you in the palace?" How did it come out? ”