At this time, Qi Yirou and Jiang Yubai were rushing towards the border.
When the news spread in the imperial capital, it caused a great sensation, and the court was no exception.
But this sensation came and went quickly.
After all, the prince of the Celestial Empire was not a prince that attracted much attention. Not many people really cared whether he was alive or dead. They just treated it as a topic of conversation after dinner.
But there was an uproar in the palace.
Although the queen had been deposed, the second princess Qi Bingzhi was not implicated because she had already married the son of an official in the court and was pregnant.
After learning that Qi Changyi was still alive, Qi Bingzhi hurried into the palace, but happened to meet Jiang Yubai at the palace gate.
Jiang Yubai was waiting for Qi Yirou to go to the border together. He received a secret letter from Chengfeng. Someone had explained everything to Qi Yirou, and Qi Yirou agreed to give Qi Changyi a blood transfusion.
Before Qi Yirou came out of the palace, Qi Bingzhi ordered people to stop Jiang Yubai's carriage.
"Doctor Jiang, oh no, Doctor Jiang, who are you waiting for?"
Jiang Yu rolled his eyes at her and didn't want to pay any attention to her. He was no longer an official in the palace, so there was no need for him to report everything to her.
"Of course I am waiting for someone."
Qi Bingzhi was irritated by his attitude. The current Qi Bingzhi's temperament was completely different from before. He was easily angered and it seemed that he was too lazy to even pretend.
Just as she was about to make trouble, Gong came out and pushed the sedan chair.
Qi Yirou got down from the sedan chair, ignored Qi Bingzhi, and got directly into Jiang Yubai's carriage.
The carriage wanted to turn around and leave, but it couldn't move because someone stopped it.
"Second Princess, please move aside. I have something important to do and you cannot delay me."
Qi Yirou said in a cold tone, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Rou Rou, why are you talking to me like this? Where are you going? Can't you tell your second sister?"
Qi Yirou was anxious to leave. The longer she delayed, the more serious the situation over there would become. However, Qi Bingzhi was standing in front of the carriage with a bulging belly, and no one dared to touch her easily.
Jiang Yubai didn't care about that anymore. He just said to the driver, "Let's go."
The carriage was forced to turn around and the horse neighed, which scared Qi Bingzhi. She fell to the side and managed to get out of the way.
Qi Bingzhi was supported by the servants. She raised her voice, "Jiang Yubai! Don't think I don't know what you are doing! You must be going to find him, right? You want to bring him back and continue to be his prince! Why? He has disappeared for so long, just keep disappearing! Why do you want to come back! "
Jiang Yubai opened the curtain and smiled.
"The Second Princess is half right. We are going to look for His Royal Highness the Prince, but it is not us who want to bring him back. It is the Emperor who ordered Lord Pei to bring His Royal Highness back."
Jiang Yubai knew how to make Qi Bingzhi even more angry. He took out a bright yellow silk cloth from his arms and shook it out.
"I will receive the decree on behalf of Lord Pei first. If the Second Princess doesn't believe it, do you want to check it yourself?"
Qi Bingzhi stared at the imperial edict, looking very unbelievable.
Jiang Yubai put the imperial edict back into his arms and said, "Since the princess doesn't want to read it, we will take our leave first. The princess really can't afford to delay the emperor's order."
The carriage drove away immediately.
Qi Bingzhi looked at the carriage that was gradually disappearing, but suddenly he felt a dull pain in his stomach, and then the servant next to him shouted.
"Princess! You! Your stomach is bleeding!"
There was a charcoal fire burning in the tent at the border of the Celestial Empire, and it was very warm.
**The little man slowly opened his eyes, but still felt cold.
As soon as he woke up, he felt a severe headache, and more and more images and memories flooded into his mind.
Military camps, illness, escape, and blood everywhere
“Yeah.”
The little guy frowned tightly, his breathing became a little rapid, he put his hands to hold his head, and cold sweat broke out.
Shen Huan's heart tightened, "What's wrong? Disciple, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache? Is it a headache? Don't think about it anymore. Don't think about it if it hurts."
But the ** little guy couldn't hear anything at all. He felt like his head was about to split open, and he started beating himself again and again.
Shen Huan held his arm to prevent him from hurting himself, but he scratched the wound and it started bleeding, but Shen Huan still didn't let him go.
"Disciple, disciple, calm down. Look at me. I am your master."
The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a figure walked in with a chill.
Shen Huan looked over and saw that it was Pei Zheng, and he felt relieved.
Pei Zheng walked to the bedside, reached out and gently grasped the thin and weak wrist, and the little guy could no longer use any strength.
"Let me do it."
Pei Zheng sat down beside the bed and smoothed the little guy's hair.
Shen Huan nodded silently, turned and left the tent.
The little guy still had a severe headache, but his wrist was held by someone, so he couldn't struggle anymore. He began to sob, and his tears flowed harder and harder.
Pei Zheng held his two wrists in one hand, and then used the other hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
The tears were like beads that had broken off the string and could not stop flowing.
But the little guy's headache seemed to have eased a little, and it slowly calmed down. He just shed tears silently.
The tear-stained face and silent look on his face made people feel even more distressed.
Pei Zheng released his wrist and straightened his collar.
The struggle just now made the little guy's collar a little loose, revealing a little bit of his white collarbone.
The slender fingers suddenly paused, and a bit of enchanting red appeared faintly under the collar. Pei Zheng paused for a moment and gently lifted it up. Sure enough, it was the eye-catching red lotus tattoo, a fiery red flower blooming on the delicate white skin.
But why did the red lotus tattoo appear again? Could it be because the little man's body had changed
When he was Qi Changyi, the red lotus existed, but when he was Shen Shijiu, the red lotus disappeared.
Now that the red lotus has appeared, does it mean something
Pei Zheng remained calm and straightened the little boy's collar.
"Does your head still hurt?"
He asked softly as he massaged the little guy's temples with very gentle movements.
The little person looked up at him, his eyes were blurry with tears and he couldn't see clearly. There were a few drops of pearls hanging on his long eyelashes, reflecting the ignorance and confusion in his eyes.
But the look in his eyes gradually changed, and began to reveal some strange expressions.
Then, Pei Zheng's hand was suddenly waved away.
The little man stared at him without blinking, shrank back, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.
Pei Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he was stabbed by his distant and wary attitude.
"You don't want me to touch you? Then I won't touch you, okay?"
The little guy bit his lower lip, apparently trying hard to hold back tears, and his lips turned slightly white from being bitten.
He propped himself up, sat up from the bed, then rolled off the bed from the other side.
As soon as he got out of bed, he fell straight down because his legs were weak.
Pei Zheng wanted to reach out and help him up, but the little guy tried desperately to hide backwards, and his hands froze in mid-air in an instant.
The little man finally got up by himself. He did not fully recover his memory. Now he could only remember some of the past, all of which were bad memories.
The little guy stood up and staggered outside.
It was freezing outside the tent, and the people were feeling anxious.
The soldiers guarding outside were shocked to see the people inside coming out. They were about to kneel down and salute, but were stopped by Pei Zheng who was following behind them.
Pei Zheng waved his hand and asked all the soldiers to retreat.
The little man was walking very slowly in front, his steps were unsteady, and it looked like he was about to fall down.
He looked around in a daze, and suddenly stared at a small barracks and stopped moving.
Pei Zheng followed his gaze. There was nothing special about that barracks. Why was he staring at it like that
But he suddenly thought that this barracks was very similar to the one where the little man had lived before. So, could it be that he remembered something
The little guy had a look of pain on his face, and the sadness between his brows was so deep that it could not be dispelled.
He muttered something in a low voice, but his voice was too soft for Pei Zheng to hear clearly.
A soldier ran over from a distance, as if he had something urgent to do. When he saw the two people standing in the road, he knelt down hurriedly and saluted.
"Your Highness, please join us. Prime Minister Pei."
The little man saw the person kneeling in front of him, and after hearing the name, he also repeated it softly.
"Your Highness"
Pei Zheng had already stepped forward and looked at the soldier coldly, "Get lost."
The soldier was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and ran away in a hurry.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness"
He repeated it over and over again, and with each repetition, his mind recalled more images.
He is a prince, but who is he? What is his name
Why does this military camp look so familiar? Have I been here before
Who is that person behind me? Why is he in almost all the pictures? Why do I feel so much pain whenever he gets close to me
My whole body hurts, even my heart hurts.
The wind suddenly picked up, and the flying sand made people's eyes narrow.
The little man was blown away and staggered, and fell down lightly.
Pei Zheng didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to steady him.
But as soon as the little girl was embraced by him, she was surrounded by a faint scent of sandalwood.
The smell has become extremely light, but at this special moment, it can still deeply hurt the little guy's body and mind.
He remembered.
The Prime Minister's Mansion, the Secret Prison, the Back Garden, the Small Building, Blood, Whiplash, and then the festive red lotus and the heavy snow on the cliff.
All the pain and sadness that I had forgotten are now remembered.
"I am the prince and my name is Qi Changyi"
The little guy's lips were pale and bloodless, and his body was extremely cold, but his consciousness was clearer than before.
"My name is Qi Changyi."