Outside Pingyang City, on the bank of the Lishui River, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in brocade clothes looked triumphantly at the ragged boy in front of him.

"Little minion! You're running! Why didn't you run away? ”

"I'm not a minion!" The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, with a thin body, ragged clothes, and a pair of bright black eyes that showed stubbornness and unyieldingness.

"In this Nanchi country, this son said that you are a slave, you are a slave!" With a "pop", the boy's dirty little face immediately turned red.

"I'm not a minion!" The boy spoke again.

"When you enter the palace, take that knife, see if you are a slave!" The brocade-clothed boy approached the little boy step by step, his gloomy eyes shining with an evil light, looking at a certain part of the boy.

"Nope! I don't want to enter the palace! I don't want to be a minion! Step by step, the boy stepped back, behind him the rushing river and the roar of the rapids.

"Then you're going to die! Jump down, and Ben Gongzi will let you go! ”

"Even if I die, I won't be a minion!"

How can his identity be a slave to others?! A hint of despair flashed in the boy's eyes, and his hanging hands secretly clenched into fists, and he turned and jumped into the rapids.

However, a pair of warm little hands grabbed his falling body and brought him back to shore.

The boy turned and looked up, and was greeted by a small pink figure, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, a pair of large eyes on the little pink carved face sparkled brightly.

"Bold! Whose girl are you?! Dare to spoil the good deeds of this son! Do you know who I am? ”

"Humph! I don't care who you are! You are bullying, and you are wrong to force this little brother to death! My father said that when the road is uneven, you should draw a knife to help. The girl raised her little face, pinched her waist with both hands, and spoke loudly.

"Then you will die!" The brocade-clothed boy was furious, it was the first time that anyone dared to talk to him like this when he was so big, and he flew up and kicked at the little girl.

"Be careful!" The boy on his side threw himself in front of the little girl, and the sturdy back took the kick for her, and he fell on the river bank in pain.

Looking at the boy who fell to the ground and moaned in pain, the little girl was also angry, her little face turned red, and she spread her fists and feet and attacked the young man in brocade.

The little girl then turned around and walked to the little boy's side, stretched out a pair of soft little hands, gently helped the little boy up, and said softly: "Little brother, get up, you go quickly." ”

The boy's gaze fell on the little girl's wrist, and above the tiger's mouth on the back of the little girl's hand, there was a red butterfly-shaped birthmark. The warmth spread from the palm of his hand to his heart, and the crimson butterfly also flew into the boy's heart with this warmth. So much so that many years later, when he recalled it, his heart was still warm, and it was the only warmth in his heart that he couldn't let go of in this life.

Huashuo Continent, treasure Tianhua, South Chi and North Cang stand far away.

Nanchi's territory occupies two-thirds of this continent, and the majestic country has stood on this continent for hundreds of years. But now in the southern late, the court situation is chaotic, the national fortunes are declining, the new emperor Situ Rui is a traitor, Yuan Xianchen, and the people are full of complaints, and the people's lives are extremely difficult and difficult.

Today's Nanchi is terminally ill, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and precarious. In order to protect their people from the oppression of Nanchi, several small affiliated states in the surrounding areas resolutely submitted to the newly rising Beicang.

Although the emperor of the Northern Cangguo State has passed the year of the sixtieth year, he has extensive virtue and government, light endowment and reduction, and the national strength is becoming stronger and stronger.

In the city of Pingyang, because of the arrival of the Moon Festival, the street is full of people, the shops on both sides of the street are in and out, business is booming, and even the roadside stalls are surrounded by a lot of pedestrians.

At this time, from the end of the street came a young man in Xuanyi, the man was heroic and straight, striding forward, his eyes did not squint, his face was handsome, he held a horse with a whole body black, the horse was as bright as black satin, and it was a rare rare horse at a glance. He was followed by two Tsing Yi retinues. Each of them also led a horse and followed unhurriedly behind. The three of them crossed the crowded main street, turned the corner and entered an inconspicuous inn in the alley, the Tongfu Inn.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came out to greet him, wanting to take the reins of the horse in the hand of the man in Xuanyi, but the man in Xuanyi frowned slightly, his black eyes were as indifferent as water, as if he didn't see it.

When the shopkeeper was confused, the two attendants behind the man walked forward quickly, one took the reins of the horse in the hands of his master, followed the second child to the backyard to place the horses, and the other followed the man in Xuanyi into the inn. I asked for two upper rooms, and at this time the retinue who placed the horses also returned, and the shopkeeper led the three of them to the door of the Tianzi room on the second floor, and respectfully withdrew.

The two upper rooms lived next to each other, and the man in Xuanyi didn't say a word from beginning to end, stretched out his hand to push open one of them, walked in, and closed the door again, leaving two entourages You look at me, I look at you, spread their hands to each other, and shook their heads into the other room.

"Feige, you said that His Highness comes to this Nanchi country to stay for a few days at this time of year, what is this for?" One of the attendants untied the long diagonal package on his body, put it on the table, and asked very gossipily.

"You ask me, I ask who to go! Also, this is in the territory of Nanchi, keep your mouth shut, don't call Your Highness at every turn! Now that the situation between the two countries is anxious, don't mind if the disaster comes out of your mouth, the bad is in your mouth! After speaking, the attendant called Feige lay down on the big bed inside, turned over and turned his back to Liuxia and stopped talking.

"What do you mean, kid? What's wrong with my mouth? And now you've taught me a lesson, too? If you want me to say, isn't this a moon and night festival, it must be a temple...... The son touched the scene and fell in love, and he was alone for his birthday, so he hid in this Nanchi country to live for a few days. Liuxia sat down on the stool next to the round table, pouring tea for herself while continuing to nag.

When Feige heard this, he turned around and whispered, "You be quiet!" Let Your Highness hear that there is your good fruit to eat! Why every year His Royal Highness celebrates his birthday alone, isn't there still an old general Yuwen? Every year, the old general Yuwen personally returns to the court to buy birthday gifts for His Royal Highness, and gives them to His Royal Highness on the Moon Festival, have you forgotten? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember, let's take last year's double-stringed bow, it is extremely precious, I heard that General Yi begged the old general for several days, and finally gave it to our Highness, haha! The angry General Yi said that he was definitely not the biological son of the old general! Haha, I'm laughing to death! ”

"Speaking of which, Your Highness is really pitiful, Concubine Yu Niangniang died of blood when she gave birth to Her Royal Highness, and therefore she was not treated by the emperor since she was a child, and she was thrown away at the border at the age of thirteen and didn't ask, and she rarely summoned His Highness to return to the court, no wonder His Highness didn't want to celebrate his birthday." Feige's mind was more delicate, and his words were full of helplessness and sadness, feeling sad for his master, and continued, "Who wants to have such a birthday? ”

Hearing Feige say this, Liuxia instantly stepped down her face and couldn't laugh anymore. A person silently picked up the teacup, poured it into his throat in one gulp, put down the teacup and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not speak for a long time.

At this time, His Royal Highness was standing alone in front of the window with his hands in his hands, staring at the direction of the Lishui River in the distance with a pair of black eyes and falling into deep thought, as if he had settled down, standing there straight, and did not move for a long time.