The Prince is going to expedite himself 800 miles back to his wife.
On the way, every other post, change a fine horse of the Ili, the horse is almost pushed by him to exhaustion, but he himself does not know tired.
He ran for two days without eating or sleeping, and in the middle of the day, he only dismounted from his horse to drink a few mouthfuls of tea, and then continued to gallop.
Where could the Fifth Prince's cronies who were secretly sent out to chase the Crown Prince catch up with him? The buddies who delivered fresh lychees to Yang Guifei weren't even as eager as the Crown Prince.
The prince did not think he would be in such a hurry before, and now when he is already in such a hurry, he still does not understand why he is in such a hurry.
There was not a single clear thought in his head, only the quiet, shy gaze of Lara's former self, and now the gaze of Lara's grown naive and clinging.
These moments, which the Prince had once found boring, had become memories that he wanted to desperately hold onto at the moment.
People are always not very clear about how important the happiness that is within reach is to them, they have to have a catastrophe, they have to have a clear notice from God that there are still a few days left to take away their happiness, they have to really feel the imminent loss before they realize how much they can't live without it.
Because there is no notice of the transit of the army, there is no servant to sprinkle water on the official road, the dust is so thick that a person on horseback can be sculpted into a terracotta warrior by the sand in two days.
So when the crown prince rushed back to the palace day and night, he was already dirty as a mud man.
The guards at the palace gate did not recognize him, and with their swords unsheathed, they saw the Crown Prince pull out his belt plate and hurriedly backed away from the line.
The crown prince scrambles back, and for the first time, the crown princess doesn't give her husband face and remains unconscious.
Empress in the Prince's Palace to guard her daughter-in-law for more than half a month, the mood has not been good, daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson can not let her sweep away the melancholy of the heart.
It couldn't be that she regretted that she had treated her daughter-in-law harshly in the past; she felt that she had only taught her to know the rules.
It's just that this girl, the Crown Princess, has a one-track mind, and when she gave birth to a child with only her last breath, the Empress asked her what she wanted to say and do.
I thought the Crown Princess was going to leave her last words, let Lu Jinan in the future to her son better, but I did not expect her only said, "mother's couch south of a chair front legs loose, to carefully ask someone to repair".
The girl's last words before she died were actually to remind her mother-in-law to repair the chair so that she wouldn't fall and hurt herself, which is a real non sequitur.
That's all it took to upset the Queen until now.
Suddenly he realized that the opponent he had dealt with for many years had never even entered the fray from start to finish, and that the Empress herself was the only one foolishly dancing around the fray fighting for her life.
Seeing the terracotta-like gray son for this woman rushed back from the battlefield of the frontier when the Empress for the first time did not sour daughter-in-law's favor.
The Prince rushed to the side of his wife's collapse, stretched out his shivering fingertips, probed his nose, and touched the temperature of his wife's cheek, and then slowly paralyzed and knelt by the side of the collapse, grasping his wife's small hand with his large, grey hand, his cheek pressed against the back of the hand, and so passed out in a kneeling position.
It should be due to the fact that he had hardly eaten or rested during the rush, and fatigue had caused the Prince to sleep heavily, with white foam coming out of the corners of his mouth.
A nobleman like him, who paid attention to grooming, might not have a second moment in his life where he was in such a sorry state.
The Empress had someone wipe his hands and face clean, and they couldn't even wake him up, it was when she peeled him to hold the Crown Princess's hand that he would suddenly wake up, angry and forbidding anyone to separate him from his wife.
In the morning, the Crown Princess woke up once.
When she stirred, the Prince woke up with her and rose with a whoosh to look at his wife, his broad shoulders blocking the setting sun from the Crown Princess's face.
The Prince Consort's eyes couldn't see much now, and being blocked from the light, she opened her eyes and only saw a tall figure shrouded above her in pitch-black.
But she didn't need to see the details, she could recognize any silhouette of Lu Jinan.
The woman, who had been hanging on for half a day in succession, and could not keep her eyes open, smiled as if she were returning to her husband at the sight of him.
The smile was actually childlike.
"Child ......," she strained to open her mouth, trying to announce the great news to her husband.
The Prince held her hand tightly and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "The child is fine."
The Dauphin was still smiling so childishly, she wasn't about to inquire how the baby was doing, but simply to break the news to her husband.
It was the day when the Crown Princess, who had been considered worthless for years, felt she was at her best in front of her husband.
The Crown Prince watched the Crown Princess's face intently as if he were looking at a priceless treasure that had been lost and recovered, his fingertips carefully ruffling the broken hair that had been stuck to her cheeks by sweat.
Prince Consort's pale face full of dead air, but the eyes are alive, even a little bit of triumph to look at Lu Jinan, can not wait to send out a weak voice: "See? The child ...... looks like you ......"
How could a newborn baby look like anyone? She just didn't think the look on her husband's face was enough of a surprise, so she was out of words and wanted to talk more about the great feat she had accomplished.
Those expectant eyes stayed fixed on him as if he owed her a head-touching commendation.
The crown prince's expression was almost sullen, unable to feign any joy at the birth of his child at all, as he gently leaned down and wrapped his arms around his wife, saying in a low, husky voice, "I only want to look at you."
"Watching you grow old."
*
Candlelight flickered in the tent, and the Third, Fourth, Sixth, and Seventh Emperors, as well as generals and staff officers, all knelt beside the Emperor's couch.
The Emperor slipped back into a semi-conscious state, trying to focus his disorganized mind but unable to do so, and managed to open his eyes, forgetting that he had called his sons or remembering what he intended to do.
The group all waited patiently until the emperor passed out again.
Halfway through, the doctor came a couple of times.
The civil officials accompanying the driver in the car inquired with their eyes if the Imperial Doctor's Holy Bow was safe and sound, and the Imperial Doctor made it clear to him with a terrified look on his face that the situation was not promising.
The royals who had been called had been kneeling in their tents until midnight.
The Sixth Prince had been silently shedding tears.
The man lying on the couch, is the sixth prince from the age of five years old expect to fifteen years old people, mother consort lost favor of the pain, so that the sixth prince once secretly swore that he would later in the heart will also be cold to the father emperor, so that justice, only on the surface to comply with filial piety only.
But for some reason, the father's love that was briefly like a short-lived blossom during his infancy was now stuck like a needle in the Sixth Prince's heart.
He suddenly thought that it was fine for his father to be eccentric, as long as he could live forever.
The Fourth Prince had been taking care of a few of his brothers, and every few moments, he gently got up and went to squeeze a hand towel to wipe his third brother's tears, urging him to take care of his health and stabilize the situation.
The Seventh Prince was always in a state of confusion and anxiety.
This unexperienced anxiety began to limit his already deficient communication skills.
When several of his brothers conversed with him, he kept his head down as if he hadn't heard them, only chewing anxiously on his thumbnail now and then.
The Sixth Prince wrapped his arms around his brother in an attempt to ease his anxiety, but he could feel that the Seventh Brother had completely shut his soul into his body, like he was back in his childhood.
It's something that hasn't happened in a long time.
During the time when the Seventh Prince had just learned to walk, to the time when he could speak, he would often be in this state, his soul seemed to always be separated from the people around him by an invisible wall, and occasionally he would be curious about the world, observing his surroundings through his eyes but not integrating into it.
Such alienation and rejection had always greatly annoyed the Third Prince, feeling that his youngest brother was disrespectful to his elder brother, so he often intentionally intimidated the Seventh Prince at a young age.
At that time, the Seventh Prince had not yet found an entrance into this world, nor did he know how to show weakness and ask for help, and after suffering bullying, he would only become more alienated from this world.
Every time the eldest prince found out that his third brother was bullying his youngest brother, he would scold and stop him, but afterward, he couldn't get any response from the chubby little guy at all.
Thinking that this young brother was not naturally inclined to be intimate with others, the Grand Prince did not care too much.
Until one midday, the fifteen year old Grand Prince was reprimanded by his father and sat in the back garden pavilion, staring glumly at the pond.
Suddenly it felt like there was something on the side of his left hand that was digging into his palm.
It tickles.
When the Grand Prince looked down, he realized that the two year old chubby cub was furtively using his little chubby fingers, towards the bottom of his palm, poking into something.
The Grand Prince slowly gathered his hands together and grabbed what the little one had smuggled in, lifting his hand and turning it over to find a half-chewed candied fruit ......
He looked down at his fat young brother with a puzzled face--the
The two year old seventh prince looked up at the grand prince with his little chubby face, raised his little hand to grab a handful of air and stuffed it into his mouth, then made sucking motions with his little mouth, signaling the grand prince to enjoy the half candied fruit he rewarded him with in this way.
The Grand Prince cried and laughed, looking at the half candied fruit in his palm with a bit of disgust.
I appreciate it, okay?
But his younger brother repeated over and over again the act of teaching him to eat the preserves, apparently wanting his mouth to claim the reward as well.
The Grand Prince helplessly stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth.
The Seventh Prince wasn't satisfied yet, his little mouth pouting as he was taught the secret to enjoying the delicious flavor.
The eldest prince endured the insult and obediently followed his brother's stupid gesture, muttering twice.
It was this moment.
The seventh prince opened his small mouth, and his beautiful eyes, which had always been cold, suddenly curved into two small crescents.
He smiled at his brother.
The heart of the eldest prince was probably melted by his own fat brother at that moment.
Then, after that, the First Prince would accompany his brother when he had the chance.
Gradually, I found that genuine companionship and affection would make my brother slightly more lively and mischievous as an unusual toddler, and occasionally willing to interact with others.
A year later, my brother had a young chaperone named Xue Yao, and began to be more and more willing to be intimate with people.
The Sixth Prince couldn't quite remember the situation during the period when the Seventh Brother's personality was eccentric, and at this moment, the Seventh Prince's gradually detached look instantly made him remember that feeling from a long time ago.
"Seventh Brother, don't be afraid, Father will soon be fine." The Sixth Prince whispered comfortingly.
Half an hour later, the emperor woke up again, this time finally raising a bit of spirit, and opened his mouth to ask, "Has Jinan returned to the camp yet?"
The third prince replied, "Father need not worry, the Khitan emissaries will be coming to the camp the following day to negotiate, if big brother has not fallen into the hands of the Khitan, we immediately ask to bring people across the river to search."
The Emperor closed his eyes, unable to say what he felt in his heart.
He understands the character of the eldest son, if he knew he was in danger, the Prince will certainly try to rescue the first time, now the whereabouts of the unknown, it is likely that last night has suffered an accident.
The Emperor, who had no strength to grieve, remembered at this moment what that foreign aunt Po had said before leaving the palace--
"This battle will surely be won, only that it is not appropriate for His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to participate in the battle ......"
This prophecy, despised by the Emperor, was now repeatedly ringing in his ears like booming thunder.
Because Aunt Po has not accurately predicted any of these things in the last ten years, the words of frustration, the emperor did not put in his heart, but before leaving casually flirted with a sentence: "The Prince's swordsmanship is known throughout the world, if even he was defeated by the Khitan thieves under the horses, I have a son who can afford to take up this 10,000-mile territory, a hundred trillion people?"
At that moment, Aunt Poi didn't realize that the Emperor was just casually flirting and thought he was really asking for his opinion.
The aunt Po, who is loyal to Princess Shih, is not clear about the rules of the Han Dynasty for the establishment of the Crown Prince, and only thinks that if she can work for her master's son to get the Daqi kingdom, why should she ask for the favor of others in the future?
She barely gave it much thought before nodding her head and replying, "In addition to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if the seventh son of the Emperor, King Ning, were to take on a great responsibility, he would surely be able to live up to the trust of the gods of earth and grain!"
The Emperor was flabbergasted by her reply, and when he thought that this foreign witch was originally Consort Shi's slave girl, he immediately guessed that she was trying to benefit her old master.
That's a big offense to say.
The emperor was only joking, this old woman actually said such words, that is, in her heart she assumed that he and the crown prince would lose their lives.
Although the emperor is a little angry, but after all, this questioning is their own head, there is no need to get serious with a big word illiterate old woman, also did not dispose of her, but still harshly threatened a sentence, so that she is not allowed to talk about political affairs in the future.
And at this moment, the dying Emperor, his mind kept recalling what Aunt Po said.
He slowly looked sideways at his four sons kneeling on the ground, and then turned his gaze to the eunuchs accompanying him, "Help me up."
"Father!" The Third Prince immediately choked with concern, "You have not yet recovered from your injuries, so lie down and command your son!"
"I have something big to decide, it's not decent to lie down." The emperor looked majestic.
The eunuch could only step forward carefully and help the emperor lean back on the soft pillows.
The Emperor closed his eyes and greeted the Minister of War accompanying him, "Qing go prepare paper and pen."
The minister already knew that the emperor was preparing to draw up a posthumous edict, so he could only endure his grief and withdraw from the tent to fetch a pen and paper.
The emperor still closed his eyes, blandly spoke, "I take the philippines, the introduction of the ancestors Pi industry for twenty-seven years ......"
"Father!" Several imperial sons immediately cried out in shock.
The Emperor slowly shook his head to keep them quiet, and continued to summarize his life's merits and demerits.
When it came to the moment of announcing the reigning prince, the third prince's eyes looked at the floor with vacant eyes, his mouth slightly open, and his palms full of cold sweat.
This is what he looks like when he's desperately looking forward to it.
The emperor said, "The emperor's eldest son Yingzi thick virtue, the upper comply with the ancestral training, the lower obedience to the people's feelings, the original should be the emperor, but because of the rescue of the audio is not available, the temporary establishment of the ......."
Now it wasn't just the Third Prince, the Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince also clenched their fists at the same time.
The Sixth Prince hoped that the Emperor would establish the Second Brother as the Crown Prince according to the order, in case the elder brother was captured by the Khitans, the Second Brother would surely give up the throne to the elder brother when he came back.
The Fourth Prince's heart was about to jump into his throat, and he still didn't forget to turn his head and smile encouragingly at the Third Prince to ease his mind.
But the truth was, the Fourth Prince was in a conflicted mood.
He had been a follower to the Third Prince for so many years without dignity, as if he was waiting for this unexpected moment.
The Tong family has made every effort to use all means during the trial period of the new law of the Crown Prince, they have not been able to make the Crown Prince step down, I did not expect to encounter such an accident, the third prince is really the destiny of heaven, once the third prince is on the throne, the fourth prince's endurance of all these years can be exchanged for a life of glory and status.
However, for some reason, the Fourth Prince had vaguely hoped that the Emperor's new Crown Prince would be the Second Prince.
The emperor's gaze slowly swept over the four sons, finally fixed on the seventh prince's face, continued, "Changed the establishment of the virtuous prince Ning Wang as a reserve, the civil and military qunchen concerted to assist ......"
These breathless words were like thunder, shaking the entire camp!
The Sixth and Fourth Emperors turned their heads slightly to look at the Seventh Brother in shock.
The Third Prince looked like he had been struck into charcoal by lightning for a long time before he stiffly turned his head, a pair of cannibalistic gazes, shocked and furious to the extreme, to look at the new Crown Prince.