In July of the twelfth year of Emperor Zhaowen, the border pass battle that lasted for two months finally ended with a Tatar defeat, and the good news of the border pass passed all the way to the capital Yingtian, and the whole country rejoiced for a while, but in this good news there was also a bad news - the Marquis of Wuzhu often went on an expedition in the last battle, and won the head of the Tatar prince, but when people did not expect it, the Tatar Khan shot three arrows in a row under the grief and anger, so that one of the arrows pierced the heart and died on the spot.

When the news came to Beijing, when the eldest princess of Chaohanyue, the wife of Chang Yuanzheng, died on the night of the second day, leaving a son Chang Tianyou and a young daughter Chang Wan'er, so that Emperor Zhaowen, who was already weak, fell to the ground in a coma above the court, and the queen of the middle palace also cried sadly.

In an instant, the good news turned into a funeral, the emperor and the queen came to the Marquis of Wuzhu successively, looking at the old marquis's white head overnight, the old lady lost her voice in grief, and a pair of children lost their smiles, which made the two of them feel great pain in their hearts again.

Princess Hanyue is the daughter of the queen, and she is also the favorite daughter of the emperor and queen, she is dignified and courteous, sunny and kind, and is a rare bright woman in the royal family, and the marquis of Wuzhu is a smart and filial daughter-in-law, but who would have thought that everyone has not yet come out of the sadness of the death of the Chang Yuan, and they will be shocked by her martyrdom again.

However, when people gradually calmed down, Fang felt that this ending was not unexpected, the daughters of the royal family were not allowed to marry independently, only she was the one who chose her husband, and after marriage, the two were very affectionate, and their feelings became deeper and deeper, and they had already become an inseparable one.

"Spread my will, often expedition to chase the hussar general, with the gift of the Marquis of Wuzhu and Hanyue buried in Tailing. The eldest son, Chang Tianyou, immediately became the prince of Wuzhuguo, and was made a marquis at the age of 18, and the youngest daughter Chang Wan'er was awarded the title of Qiuyi County Jun and enjoyed the right of a princess. Emperor Zhaowen stood in front of the spirits of the two, and his deep voice resounded in the mourning hall, which shocked all the ministers of the court and the central government who came to mourn, and he always knew that the emperor loved Princess Hanyue very much, but he didn't expect that his love for her was so deep.

"Marquis Wu, the revenge of the expedition, I remember it in my heart; You don't have to worry too much, no matter what, the child needs your protection! ”

"Emperor Xie, the old minister will raise Tianyou and Wan'er, and let them become the pride of the expedition and the princess!"

"With your words, I am relieved!"

Emperor Zhaowen left this sentence and left with the queen, but no one noticed Chang Haoxuan, who was gloomy because of his sudden will, and Chang Tianyou, who knelt in the mourning hall and bowed his head slightly in surprise.

Immediately, when a group of ministers went to the spirit to mourn, Chang Haoxuan had returned to normal, but Chang Tianyou took advantage of the unpreparedness to walk out of the mourning hall and return to his room.

"Chang Wei!" The moment he entered the room, he suddenly raised his head, although it was a childish face, but he had a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, his lips were pursed, his eyes were cold, even if he was dressed in coarse linen filial piety clothes, he still couldn't stop his domineering cold aura, and the immature and low words came out of his mouth, adding a majesty that could not be ignored.

"Lord Shizi!" A man in his twenties, dressed in a pure black robe with a belt of the same color around his waist, knelt on one knee at the moment of his appearance, extremely respectful.

"Three days later, you and I will go to Yulin Pass, and Chang Zi will temporarily take over the position of the leader of the night killing army, and swear to protect the lives of Wan'er, grandfather, and grandmother!"

"This ......"

"My father once said that from the moment I became the son of the world, the night killing of the Thirteenth Army would be under my control, yes or no?" He interrupted him, and there was a hint of sternness in his childish voice.

"Yes!" Chang Wei gave him a startled look and immediately lowered his head.

"In that case, you can go down and make arrangements!" He didn't realize it, but waved his hand casually.

"Yes!"

Chang Wei was shocked by his changes, but he also remembered the master's order, even if he died, he would definitely obey it, so he quickly left with a jump. He sat down in his chair in a state of distraction, his eyes looking hollow, but in fact he was in shock. He still remembered his mother's sad eyes when the news of his father's death came, and he still remembered that he was afraid that his mother would do stupid things because she missed her father, so at that time he kept watching her until her eyes were replaced by hatred, and looked into his eyes and said word by word: "You'er, don't worry, your father's blood revenge has not been avenged, why is your mother willing to die?" ”

However, he never thought that he had just been sent back to the room by his mother to rest, and the next morning he heard the bad news of his mother, and he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, fainted, and in a coma he saw a masked man, forcibly broke his mouth, and poured a medicinal wine with a strong floral fragrance, and then there was pain, and he opened his eyes in pain, and saw a man in exotic clothes, he was smiling proudly, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't blame me, who made you the son of Chang Yuanzheng!" In the next life, you have to choose a good person, don't hit the muzzle of the gun again! ”

He was shocked, and suddenly understood that maybe his father's death was not so simple, and his mother's death was not martyrdom. However, it was too late, and the physical pain made him realize that it must not be a dream, and most importantly, he felt the approach of death, and he roared unwillingly in his heart, and stared at the man deadly, and then stood up violently in the latter's frightened gaze—

He desperately opened his eyes, but found that he was in his room, and there were sympathetic whispers of the maids outside the room.

Then there was a sudden shock in his mind: after a while, the emperor's grandfather would come to mourn, posthumously crown his father as the hussar general, bury Tailing with his mother, and crown himself as the son, and his sister as the county monarch of Qiuyi-

As soon as the thought came to him, he was startled, and he couldn't understand how these ideas came to him. But he felt that these were all things that were about to happen, and even he thought that after his parents were buried, someone would kidnap him, and then he would see the scene when he was unconscious.

Such an astonishing thought made his sadness be transferred a little, until the emperor really sealed the edict on the mourning hall, he suddenly realized that these were all true, so what he experienced when he was in a coma must have happened really, that is to say, he at this time is the self who returned after death at that time.

Thinking of this, he clenched his hands, his eyes were red, he was already sure that the death of his parents must not be an accident, and the murderer had obviously colluded with foreigners, and now he was only eleven years old, and if he wanted to collide with him, there would definitely be no good results, so he could only save his life first, in order to revenge later.

At first, he wanted to go to the Liaodong Border Pass, where his father was buried, maybe he could find some clues, but he suddenly felt that what he could think of, the other party would inevitably think of it, so he chose Yulin Pass and went to the border pass to join the army, not only to train himself, but also to come back with a military merit, no matter who the other party is, it is impossible to move him easily.

He is not too worried about his grandfather, grandmother, and sister Wan'er, not to mention the loyalty and ruthlessness of the night killing twelve soldiers, even the status of the three of them will not let the other party do it easily, otherwise a bad one will cause an uproar, and the situation will get out of control, once again angering the feat of the emperor, he believes that the other party will not dare to come a second time in the next five years.

On the night of the third day, Chang Wei left the Wuzhu Guohou Mansion with Chang Tianyou in a few jumps, during which he did not alarm anyone, but at the moment when the two of them just walked out of the city gate, a young man suddenly stumbled out of the tea stall on the side, dressed in brocade clothes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the corners of his mouth raised a large arc, and he was carrying a burden behind him.

"Ruyi, you're here!" He stroked his forehead and said helplessly.

"Of course, I said a long time ago that wherever you go in the future, I will go, and I will naturally speak my words, master."

"Lord Shizi, no, Young Master Yuan is Yuan Guifei's youngest nephew, and he has always been very favored, if Yuan Guifei knows that we take him away, I am afraid that he will be blamed by the royal family!" Chang Wei frowned when he saw him at first sight, only thinking that it was too troublesome to carry such a pampered young master.

"What words? I'm the nephew of the concubine? Your prince is still the emperor's grandson! How can you blame it? I don't care, if you don't take me today, I'll shout at once, so that you can't leave! ”

"You-"

Chang Tianyou just wanted to say something, but he felt a slight sound of footsteps behind him, which sounded like there were quite a few people, so he glanced at Chang Wei, and the two had no choice but to drag Yuan Ruyi and quickly run towards the woods not far ahead.

As soon as the three of them left the place, ten masked black-clothed men appeared, holding steel knives and showing fierce eyes, and quickly chased in the direction where the three people left.

However, as soon as they followed the three into a forest, they were stopped by the Night Killers of Changfu, and as soon as the two sides fought, they were slaughtered.

"With you guarding my grandparents and Wan'er, I can finally rest assured!" Chang Tianyou walked out from behind a big tree and nodded.

"The prince can rest assured to go, and his subordinates will swear to defend the Hou Mansion to the death!"

"Good! Let's go back! ”

The Night Killer receded like a tide, but in a moment it vanished, and silence returned to the woods. And he also turned to leave, Yuan Ruyi and Chang Wei followed closely behind, but the former's eyes were dull and his face was pale; The latter looked at his back full of admiration, before this he had always thought that the prince was too cautious, but he didn't expect that the master had just been buried, and there were already people who couldn't wait for his life, this Ying Tiancheng was indeed the Longtan Tiger's Den.

Qingzhou Mansion

"Miss Hui, the slave's father has heard that half a month ago, the prince of Wuzhu Kingdom, Chang Yuan, died on the battlefield, and his wife, Princess Hanyue, was martyred, and on the second day of their burial, Chang Tianyou, the newly sealed prince of the Hou Mansion, left a book and ran away, and no one knew where he went.

I just heard that ten corpses were found in a grove thousands of kilometers away from the capital, and the government judged that they should be dead. Although there is no basis, the people in the capital said that those dead soldiers should have wanted to assassinate the prince, but they did not expect that the mission failed and they were killed by the prince. Now the emperor is furious and is strictly investigating the source of the dead, but what is strange is that the emperor did not issue an order to find the son, so some people say that the saint deliberately sent the little prince to other places, wanting to cultivate him to become a pillar of the expedition of the old marquis and his father. ”

Qingyan stood by the window, listening to the news that Liu Jasmine got from her father Liu Da, and the hands in her sleeves were unnaturally clenched, and she was still anxious and worried because of this. However, her heart is more expectant and excited. Because at this time in her previous life, she got the news of his death, and now although she doesn't know his whereabouts, her intuition tells her that he is still alive, and as long as he lives, she will be fine.