The snow was flying, like rubbing and tearing, and it was sprinkled all over the sky.

Cloud Sky Empire, Xianle Province.

The great cold is coming, and this moment is the New Year of the Cloud Heaven Empire, the coldest moment in heaven and earth.

Although it is said that the year of Ruixue Zhaofeng should be the most festive, in the palace of the prince of Xianle Province, there is no sense of the atmosphere of the New Year. The entire palace was still deserted in the snow, except for the red lanterns that were hanging everywhere, there were no firecrackers, let alone fireworks.

Goose-feather snowflakes fell from the sky, and a young man stomped his feet at the door, his hands folded and hot, his eyes staring out of the door. The snowflakes withered, covering the doorstep of the palace with a layer, but strangely no one came to clean it, and the entire palace under the lantern, only the two stone lions on the left and the right were still majestic.

Just like the original prince of Weiyuan.

"Coming, coming, coming......"

In less than half a pillar of incense, the young man's eyes lit up, and he saw the sound of neat footsteps in the distance. After a while, I saw a group of iron-armored cavalry stepping on the snow and running towards this side. There were more than 20 people in total, and everyone had a solemn look on their faces.

At the head was a hunchbacked rickety old man, who led the horse, talking as he walked, and on the horses of those people, there were more than a dozen doctors holding medical boxes and wearing ceremonial crowns.

The young man hurriedly lowered his hand, opened the door in a panic, and then the group went up the stairs and walked in.

The whole process was horribly dull, and no one made a sound.

Looking at the backs of them leaving, the young man suddenly knelt down towards the sky, folded his hands, and muttered: "Please bless the immortals, ask all the immortals to bless, bless the prince to pass this pass safely, the prince must not have anything to do......"

He was religious, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated, and Zuihou kowtowed three times.

The boy's name is Xiao Wu, and he is a villager from Dushi Village, Xianle Province. He is the fifth oldest in the family, so he is also known as Du Lao Wu. He is seventeen years old this year, and as early as the year of thirteen, he was selected to enter the palace.

Originally, his intention was to be a glorious palace guard, but he didn't expect that he couldn't be martial, at most he only had the strength to pick up and split wood. Zuihou didn't pick him either.

But the boy was vigorous, and he was not willing to return to the poor mountain village like this, so he stuffed a little money and finally stayed as a familyman. And this is four or five years, spending most of his youth.

"Little Five. ”

A voice came from the gate, Xiao Wuxun followed, but a middle-aged man walked out. The middle-aged man's dress is also a family member, with a thick cotton jacket wrapped around his body, and he looks a little more bloated and ridiculous than the young Xiao Wu.

The man spewed mist out of his mouth, frowned and looked at Xiao Wu who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "What are you doing kneeling on the ground?"

"Nothing. Xiao Wu hurriedly stood up, and he didn't have time to pat the snow dust on his knees. He naturally knew this middle-aged man, who was the little housekeeper in the palace and his own head, and everyone called him Uncle Gao.

"Xiao Wu, what kind of immortal Buddha or the like, it's best not to fiddle in the palace, what the prince hates and dislikes the most is this kind of superstitious thing. When Uncle Gao saw Xiao Wu's appearance, he couldn't guess what he had just done, and said in a cold voice: "I know that you also want the prince to get better as soon as possible, but this can only rely on the doctor, not these ethereal immortals." ”

"The little one knows. Xiao Wu's legs were a little stiff, and he replied with his head down.

Uncle Gao stepped forward and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder, looked at the silver-gray sky in the distance, and sighed: "Those of us who are subordinates, working in the palace is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes, and the prince is our reborn parents, as long as we pray devoutly, God knows our sincerity, and the prince will not leave us." ”

Xiao Wu said with a sigh: "Didn't Uncle Gao just say that you can't believe in these ethereal immortal Buddhas?"

With a "snap", Xiao Wu covered his head, looked at Uncle Gao who knocked on his head with a violent date, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Gao?"

"You've been in the palace for four years, and you've been under me for two and a half years, so you don't know how to work around at all. Uncle Gao snorted, and was confronted by Xiao Wu's words, and he couldn't hold his face, so he had to conquer it by force: "You kid, you are diligent in everything you do, but you are just too clever and flexible." I used to have a stupid and clever guy like you under my hands. ”

"Is Uncle Gao scolding me or praising me?" asked Xiao Wu for some reason.

"What do you think?" Uncle Gao glared at him and said, "Seeing you like this, I can't help but want to beat you!"

Xiao Wu smiled and stopped talking.

Uncle Gao looked at the sky outside, the snow was really as endless as cotton wool, and the coldness in the air invaded from the ground, so he couldn't help but wrap himself, looking at the red lantern hanging above his head, his eyes suddenly became vicissitudes, as if he was remembering something: "The little guy who used to follow me is similar to your name, called Xiaosi." If he were alive now, he would be in his thirties......"

"He's dead?" Xiao Wu shuddered.

"Although you have been a family member for so long, your luck is better than that of Xiao Si. Although he became a scholar of the world, he ...... Ay. Speaking of this, Uncle Gao sighed and said: "This is his luck and his misfortune, although the disappearance of the prince has nothing to do with him, but he has never been exempt from this difficulty, this is the rule of the palace, the rule of the noble." ”

"Ah, it turns out that the fourth brother is the scholar next to the prince?"

This relationship goes back a little far, and when Shizi disappeared, he was not yet born.

"yes. The corners of Uncle Gao's mouth hooked an inexplicable arc, and he said lightly: "You have been in the palace for so many years, do you think that when the palace was in the capital, the New Year was like this?" Uncle Gao shook his head and recalled: "The original palace can be described as a sea of people, and there is an endless stream of officials to greet the New Year, especially the bigwigs of the military department, who seem to be about to step on the threshold of the prince's mansion. ”

Xiao Wu was said by Uncle Gao's blood boiling, but looking at the bleak scene of the palace at the moment, suddenly a sadness welled up in his heart, and he said: "Then what weishenme looks like now? The prince is seriously ill, and even the imperial doctor refuses to leave the capital." The garrison of Xianle Province has not been here a few times. ”

"Of course, because the prince has lost power. Uncle Gao's eyes were cold, a flash of anger flashed on his face, and there was a trace of helplessness: "Now in the court, since the prince disappeared and left Kyoto, the wind has completely changed, these old slippery heads who think about the holy will, who don't know what the emperor means, they wish the prince died early!"

"How can these people be like this, the Holy One really means this?" Xiao Wu said indignantly!

Although the Holy One did not say it explicitly, no one would know this meaning. Uncle Gao said lightly: "As our subordinates, what should be said and what should not be said must be measured." Today I was a little gloomy and a little gloomy, so I said so much, Xiao Wu, your mouth must be tight, and you can't leak what I said today to anyone. ”

"The little one understands. "Little Five Ways.

"Hey!" Uncle Gao sighed and said, "The prince has been following this stubborn disease for many years, from the departure of the princess to the disappearance of the prince, this disease has become more and more serious. He stared at the sky and prayed: "I really hope that the prince can survive this year safely, and I ask God to bless ......."

Xiao Wu also stood beside Uncle Gao, clasped his hands together, and read silently......

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Although Xianle Province is the fief of King Weiyuan, the palace is not luxurious, and it does not even have a bit of atmosphere that reflects the demeanor of a king. There are only six or seven courtyards and three school yards here, if it weren't for the four gold-lettered signboards of "Weiyuan Wangfu" hanging at the door and the two majestic stone lions with their whole bodies like gold, I am afraid that some people would think that this is just an ordinary mansion of a big family or a businessman.

It's a little shabby.

There is an annex on the left, which is the private courtyard of the Weiyuan Palace.

After returning to the fiefdom from Kyoto, Chu Yunfei had already abandoned the government, he put down all things and rights, sat up and enjoyed his life.

It's a pity that fate made people, he didn't come here for many years, and the stubborn illness that had always existed in his body recurred, and now it has been supported for more than 30 years, and he can't hold on anymore.

At the gate of the courtyard, Liu Lao stood outside the door, watching those doctors go in, and after a while, he shook his head and sighed and came out, and his gloomy old face also collapsed.

has been following Chu Yunfei for so many years, although he is also because of the above requirements to use Chu Yunfei to win the mountains and rivers map, so he let him, a monk in the congenital stage, be wronged here. But after all, people's hearts are made of meat, this master and servant have been for nearly fifty years, Chu Yunfei has gone from being proud and proud back then to being depressed and desolate now, he seems to be a bystander who sees it all...... But it was like being involved in it, and I felt the helplessness and pain.

Ever since the Kongtong Dao people returned from the Purple Cloud Gate a month ago with serious injuries, up to now, the scattered cultivators belonging to their camp have been in a mess. Liu Lao was originally the apprentice of the old man of the bone skull, and later the bone skull Taoist followed the Kongtong Taoist, and he was also a person from the big camp of loose cultivation.

Now that the prince is terminally ill, he really wants to help Chu Yunfei, but his ability is limited, but although the cultivation of the congenital stage is out of the category of mortals, he is still weak, not to mention, Chu Yunfei has long known his identity, and for Veteran Liu to save him, Chu Yunfei just shook his head and refused to allow it.

Liu Lao knew in his heart that there were too many knots in the prince's heart, which was also the root cause of his serious illness, and he did not want to recover or be cured. He wanted to go, leave this shijie, and go to see his dead relatives.

Just to reassure everyone, Chu Yunfei did not prevent them from visiting famous doctors everywhere to come for treatment, and if the prince did not cooperate with the treatment, even if it was a miracle doctor, it would be in vain. What's more, his condition is really too tricky, and there is not much breath left.

"Hey......"

This batch of doctors was found by them from other provinces and states in three days, a total of seventeen people, fourteen people have come out at this moment, and there are three people, and there is definitely no hope.

The courtyard was full of snow, and the prince of this area did not allow anyone to approach, and no one had come to clean it for a long time. Liu Lao looked at the sky, and the heavy snow seemed to have stopped a little.

At this time, two more doctors came out, and there was one left in Zuihou.

Seeing the doctor walk in with a hunched back like himself, Liu Lao frowned, feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. At this point, the man pushed the door in, and then slowly closed the door.