Zhou Zhong stood aside, and his originally serious face couldn't help but collapse for a moment at this time.

Heaven can tell! That crazy horse, His Majesty's action is just a matter of soiled clothes, and if he plays by himself, he will at least be kicked twice.

With your concubine's affection, I feel sorry for Your Majesty, don't you want to think that you are also a living person?

Xie Yu clenched his fist with one hand and put it to his lips to block the smile: "Zhou Zhong's kung fu is not as good as mine." ”

The horse had gone mad, and if it wasn't killed in an instant, there was no guarantee that the mad horse wouldn't be red-eyed and trample through the crowd because of the injury.

At that time, people will really die.

Ahya also reacted, her face flushed, and she looked at Zhou Zhong apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's messed up if I care." ”

In fact, it was just a crazy horse, when Xie Wei was in Wancheng, he fought alone with the rebels, and he didn't worry too much. Now the mind is different.

Ah Heya lowered her eyes slightly, hiding a trace of obscurity in her eyes, and her fingertips tugged at Xie Ji's sleeve: "Your Majesty too, you shouldn't be in danger." ”

He's the Ninety-Five Supreme. In such a chaotic situation, only others escorted him, and there was no reason for Xie Yu to personally take risks.

Xie Yu grabbed her slender fingers with his backhand, pinched them, and said in a calm voice: "I am the emperor." ”

When he sits on this throne, he will be responsible for his subjects.

When it was time to make a move, Xie Jian was decisive in life and death, and he never relented. When he was able to save people, Xie Jian never stood idly by.

Ahya pursed her lips, as if a stone had fallen into the pool of water, causing a ripple.

As an emperor, you can be high up and mobilize the whole world for your own happiness, or you can personally kill horses and save the common people. Xie Wei is the latter.

Daxu has such an emperor, which is the blessing of Daxu.

Ahya closed her eyes, collected the fingertips of her other hand, felt the foreign object in her sleeve, and smiled again: "I know." ”

Her eyes reflected the lantern burning behind Xie Yu, as if he was a god in the flames: "Your Majesty is the Majesty of Daxu, and it is also the Majesty of Ahya." ”

Ahya took Xie Ji's hand tightly, ignoring the fact that the blood on his body would stain himself between the sleeves of his clothes: "I only hope that Your Majesty can cherish himself in addition to his bravery, and I think of another person who will worry about you." ”

Xie Wei's eyes darkened slightly, like a bottomless abyss, choosing people and loving them.

He stared into Ahya's eyes for a long time, and all he saw was a clear sincerity.

Xie Wei went from being unknown to being a high-ranking emperor, I don't know how many times he fought in the sea of corpses and blood, and how many times he was on the line of life and death, and he survived.

Now there is a man who is worried that he is going to kill a horse. Xie Wei felt funny, but somewhere in his heart couldn't help but soften.

He wiped the blood from his palms on his clothes before pinching the back of Ahya's neck and touching her forehead with his head.

Ahya's eyes were open, and she looked at him, her breath tangled.

Xie Yu's voice was a little low, as if he was making a heavy promise: "Okay." ”

The ground is full of glass, and the fire and blood are proof, at that time and moment, I wish you peace.

Late at night, in the Qiongzhi Palace.

Ahya sent off Xie Yu, who was going to be early the next day, tightened the things in his sleeves, walked quickly to the table, and ordered Liu Nu to retreat from everyone.

She took out the things that had been stuffed into her hand while the riddle was taking advantage of the chaos and put it on the table, her eyes flickering.

It was a purse, with an ordinary orchid picture embroidered on it, but the stems and leaves were intertwined, and it was faintly visible that two Beirong characters had been formed.

It is the sister of the Beijon language.

Liunu gently closed the door, walked quickly to Ahya's side, stared at the purse, and lowered his voice: "Master? ”

She took a deep breath: "Is it His Highness Arthurs?" ”

Ahya bit her lower lip and shook her head slowly: "I don't know. ”

She really didn't know. At that time, the fire was raging, and there were all people around, and I just didn't come back to my senses, and I had this purse in my hand.

By the time I reacted, it was too late to look for the person who delivered the thing.

Ahya's eyes were a little solemn, and her fingertips stroked the embroidery on the purse: "Just open it and take a look." ”

As she spoke, her throat was inexplicably dry, and a certain homely cowardice made her movements pause.

Arthurs, her younger brother, her little wolf.

Separated from their previous lives, they hadn't seen each other for so many years.

Ahya closed her eyes, let her heart beat a little, and opened her purse.

The purse was not large, only a few pieces of letter paper and a bracelet made of agate beeswax.

Ahya's heart beat faster, and the act of opening the letter added a little eagerness.

The bracelet, a relic of his mother, was brought out by himself and Arthurs. When he went missing on the way to exile, this bracelet was on Arthurs.

This purse was indeed sent by Arthurs!

There are still many mysteries in Ahya's mind, such as the fact that all the sentinels have been evacuated, and where Arthurs found the people to deliver the letter for him. For example, after being lost for so long, what did Arthurs go through, and how did he survive the pursuit of Prime Minister Beirong.

She had many, many doubts, all pinned on the thin pages of the letter, her fingertips almost trembling, and she opened the letter with a calm appearance.

"Sister Ahya." It began with Arthur's familiar handwriting, crooked, reminding Ahya of the boy's naughtiness.

Ahya's nose was sour, her eyes blurred, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.

However, Arthurs's next sentence shattered her grief.

"Are you stupid? Unexpectedly, let the dark whistle withdraw to Beirong and go to Daxu Kyoto to adventure by himself? ”

Ahya's face darkened, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.

Stinky boy! Who is stupid? If he hadn't been there, the slap would have landed on the back of his head at this point!

Arthurs first reprimanded Ahya for risking her life, urging her to find an opportunity to escape and return to Beijon, explaining his situation in his heart.

After joining up with the outpost in the small city on the border of Daxu, Arthurs did not stay in Daxu and wait for the opportunity, as Ahya had hoped. He resolutely waved the banner of the prince's return to the country, led the secret sentinel, and a small team of men and horses borrowed from the border guards, all the way north from Daxu, and swaggered back to the capital.

Because of the protection of the secret post and the army, and the whole Beirong knew that the prince was back along the way, the prime minister of Beirong was difficult to ride a horse, so he had to pinch his nose and admit this fact, and there was a lot of trouble in Kyoto for the prince's accession to the throne.

The letter was sprinkled with water, and Ahya depicted the ugly expression of Prime Minister Beirong after hearing that Arthurs had returned to China, and the funny things in the process of confrontation, and Ahya saw that the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, but his eyes were unconsciously red.

Even if Arthurs reported good news and bad news, she could guess how dangerous it was for a young man who was only eighteen years old, like a human spirit, to control the government and fight each other.

If you are not careful, you will be crushed.

Even so, Arthurs was not willing to wait for the so-called moment under the wing of Ahya.

He knew that Ahya was in the enemy country of Daxu, and he still had to walk on thin ice to save his life, let alone restore the country?

He is a man, an eagle soaring in the grassland, not a burden to his sister, not a burden.

Arthurs wrote in the letter: "Sister, don't worry about me, hide from the limelight in Daxu, wait for me to slaughter the old fox of the prime minister, and welcome you back to be the eldest princess." ”

Who is rare and what Emperor Xu is. His sister Arthurs deserves to be the most powerful eldest princess, not a finch in someone else's harem who can only wait for the owner's handout.