"Trash!" "They really are a bunch of trash!" Emperor Qing, wearing a dragon robe, stood in the imperial study as he continuously berated the kneeling guards, "There are so many people looking after a youth, yet they weren't even able to look after him. You people are simply useless!"
Emperor Qing did not expect that Prince Shang and his men would just disappear from the palace like that. What made Emperor Qing even angrier was that because it was a mistake on the part of the Emperor, he even gave his daughters to Prince Shang to apologize with the explanation of marriage. But this time, when Prince Shang left, he not only took away Shang's subordinates, but also took away a few of Qing Country's princesses. Although they did not have any feelings for the Emperors, they were all chess pieces. How could the Emperors, who had lost so many chess pieces, take it lying down?
What was even more unbearable to Emperor Qing was that the news about Prince Shang being assassinated by the crown prince of the Qing Empire had spread like wildfire throughout the two days, and everyone had been talking about the suppression of the Qing Empire.
"If you still don't get it for me, you won't be able to get it back even if you don't suppress the crown prince!" "Scram!" The emperor kicked the guard and gasped for breath.
At this time, Shang Wuxin and the rest had just left Qing Nation, leaving behind a corpse in a carriage in front of them. He was afraid that if he let the corpse go for too long, something might happen, so Shang didn't bother to arrange for his subordinates to bring the corpse of Qing Mu Yuan back to the country.
At this time, there were only a hundred or so people following Shang Xin and his subordinates. They all knew that the crown prince was not in a good mood. The crown prince stayed in the carriage all day and didn't eat much. As a result, the entire team was very quiet. The oppressive atmosphere made everyone not say anything for the past few days.
The carriage stopped, and Shang's unconcerned eyes did not open, yet he was held in an embrace. This hug was too rigid and carried the scent of grass. The sound of rapid breathing came from beside Shang's ear.
"Thoughtless, I'm fine!" On their way here, Leng Yufeng could not say a word. He could only use his chest to warm her up as she was visibly thinner.
Shang Wuxin suddenly put his hands around Leng Yufeng's waist, closed his eyes and threw his head into Leng Yufeng's embrace, buzzing loudly, "Qing Mu Yuan is dead!"
Leng Yufeng's large palm patted on Shang Wuxin's back, his eyes suddenly flashed with a pampering look: "I know!" She volunteered! " One should not blame Leng Yufeng for his apathy. After knowing that Shang Wuxin was almost killed in Qing Mu Garden's rescue, the first thought that came to mind was, "Fortunately!" Fortunately, that person was not Shang Xin!
"I want to be nice to her, but it's too late!" For the past two days, Shang Wuxin had been feeling guilty. A girl who looked so similar to him had disappeared from this world just for his sake, and the heart of Qing Mu Yuan had truly moved him, but after being touched, there would be pain.
"It's all in the past now!" Leng Yufeng had never seen Shang Wuxin so attached to a human before. If not for the current situation, he would probably laugh out loud. His big hand moved the grinning head away from his chest, and his callused fingers caressed Shang's frown.
Shang's eyebrows were stinging from the scratches from the rough fingers, and his brows relaxed as he watched the man's state of mind slowly return to normal. The man in front of him had thick eyebrows, starry eyes and a straight nose. The man in front of him had thick eyebrows and starry eyes.
"Why are you here?" Shang Wuxin asked after taking Leng Yufeng's hand. After all, Leng Yufeng should be at the border, but now that he had appeared at his side, he needed a hug the most.
Leng Yufeng looked at Shang Bin who was sticking to him like a little kitten, and recovered his composure before withdrawing from his embrace. The temperature in his arms had disappeared, and Leng Yufeng pursed his lips in displeasure, but he still answered honestly, "I heard you were wronged in Qing Nation, so I came over!" Leng Yufeng did not mention that Huan Mo Che had also prepared to come over, but since he was closer to the border, Leng Yu Feng had started to act with caution.
"What about the border?" As the crown prince of a country, Shang had no obligation to protect this country, even though this country was just a side effect to Shang.
Leng Yufeng looked at Shang Bin and realized that he was not angry. He heaved a sigh of relief and lowered his head, replying, "I have dealt with the situation at the border. It's fine if I don't go back now!"
"Afraid I'll get hurt?" She could tell that Leng Yufeng was a little tired, and she knew that he must have rushed over as soon as he found out about her. How many people in the world had such thoughts like this, and not to mention, this man who was hard to talk to?
Leng Yufeng blurted out: "I'm afraid that you will be wronged!" After saying that, Leng Yufeng felt that he had always been doing things that surpassed his expectations today. However, the rare thing was that the current Shang Wuxin did not seem to reject him, and Leng Yufeng became a bit bolder.
This was the first time a smile had appeared on his face since the incident in Qing Mu Yuan, even if it was just a slight smile.
"Let's take a break!" Shang patted himself on the side.
Leng Yufeng felt flattered, his neck started to turn red, and his eyes started to shine brightly. He secretly stole a glance at Shang Wuxin, and then silently laughed as he laid beside Shang Wuxin, breathing evenly after a while.
Shang Chen was not in the mood to look at Leng Yufeng, it seemed that he had not had a good rest these days. Leng Yufeng's sleeping posture was very good, upright and unmoving. Shang didn't have the heart to take his hand away from his abdomen, but in a flash, Leng Yufeng's hand was back to normal. His sleeping posture was like an old-fashioned stiff character, cute enough to make Shang feel like teasing him.
"Your Highness!" Far away, the prince was standing behind the prince. The prince's wounds were clearly not healed yet, so he couldn't casually walk around, but when he heard that Prince Shang had rushed here after his accident, he didn't expect to see General Leng in the carriage, hugging Crown Prince Shang.
Ever since that day, his emotions had been complicated. There were many things in the Nangong Nation, and while he had to deal with all kinds of schemes, his heart was filled with longing. He never thought that he would be assassinated and injured. Before he could even lie in bed for a long time, he already knew about Shang's accident. He was worried that his heart was aching, that all his hesitation in the past few days was not as important as Shang's.
Nangong Qian ignored his injuries and ignored his subordinate's warnings to come find Shang unintentionally. However, when he saw Shang's unintentional carriage happily preparing to leave, he saw another man enter the carriage. He lifted the carriage's curtain to let him see the figure of the two hugging.
Nangong Qian felt that his feet were rooted to the ground. He clearly wanted to see Shang Wuxin and comfort him, but upon seeing this scene, his heart was full of complex emotions. Could there really be so many people in love? Could she really accept such a crowded relationship?
"Let's go back!" Nangong Qian's body was slightly bent. His injuries did not cause him any pain, but what happened in front of him caused him to be in so much pain that he could not even stand. As for his relationship with Shang, he was sure that he would not let go, but he could not guarantee that he would be able to accept such an unusual relationship.
From afar, he wanted to step forward and support Prince Shang, but before he could get close, he was rejected. Now, Prince Shang had returned to his original appearance. No emotions, no impulses, so cold-blooded that it made people feel like they couldn't get close to it.
"Prince, shouldn't we inform Prince Shang?" The distant man asked in confusion. After all, Prince Shang had worked so hard to come here, so Prince Shang had to show him how much effort he had put in to move Prince Shang.
Nangong Qian turned his head to look at the leaving carriage before leaving on his horse. It was not that he did not want to see Shang, but so what if he did. Could he really accept Shang's presence? Moreover, now that he was suffering from internal and external troubles, it was also good to avoid getting into contact with Shang Wuxin. Other people beside her, Nangong Qian, were afraid that his jealousy would cause them to ruin him as well.
Shang Wuxin fiddled with Leng Yufeng's hands nonstop as she watched him put his hands on the ground tirelessly, smiling happily. Shang's heart skipped a beat for some reason. He opened the window and looked back. He had a feeling there was someone important, but there was only the empty road behind the carriage. There was no one there.
Shang Wuxin secretly shook his head, he seemed to be overthinking it.
The two of them missed each other like this, but it was unknown whether their hearts missed each other …
When Leng Yufeng woke up from his sleep, he realized that his hand was being held by someone else. He was shocked, and immediately grabbed onto that hand, and just as he was about to break it, the sweet scent from his breath made him realize where he was.
"Wuxin, I …" Leng Yufeng looked at Shang Wuxin's hand, which had turned purple from his own grip. He kept massaging it in an attempt to apologize, but his mouth was so muddled that he could not say anything at this time.
Shang Wuxin was only smiling and did not mind as she did not blame Leng Yufeng for this. She had mischievously moved Leng Yufeng's hand to the side, but she had not expected that Leng Yufeng, as a general, would be so vigilant.
Leng Yufeng's rough hands rubbed on Shang's small hands for a long time before the black green slowly disappeared. Seeing this, Leng Yufeng could not help but pick up the teapot on the table, preparing to throw it at his right hand.
"What are you trying to do!" Shang Wuxin snatched the teapot, "It's not like I'm injured. If your hand was injured, how would you bring it to the battlefield? You're really trying to make me angry, aren't you?"
Seeing that Shang Wuxin's good mood had turned bad, Leng Yufeng felt guilty and was about to stand up, but he was too tall, and slammed his head into the top of the carriage, causing a "dong" sound to ring out.
Leng Yuefeng ignored the pain in his head, and bent down slightly to try and coax Shang Wuxin. However, he found that Shang Wuxin was holding his stomach, laughing out loud as he fell on the carriage.
If this carriage had Shang unintentionally stood up, it wouldn't be wrong at all, but Leng Yufeng and the other men couldn't do it. Shang unintentionally laughed at Leng Yufeng for clearly wanting to reach out to touch the carriage, but was afraid that he would be angered to the point of enduring it, looking at him pitifully, he was indeed a loyal dog.
"I'm not angry!" After laughing for a while, Shang Wuxin stopped and explained, then he made a gesture with his hand for Leng Yufeng to crouch down.
Although Leng Yufeng was confused, he still squatted down. Shang Wuxin's hand suddenly covered Leng Yufeng's head, and sure enough, it was already starting to rise. Shang Wuxin gently massaged it to dissolve the blood, and Leng Yufeng was rather flattered but enjoyed it with squinted eyes.
"Thoughtless, you …" Leng Yufeng thought for a moment before saying, "You seem to be different!"
"Different?" Shang Wuxin suddenly thought of the Qing Mu Garden. Perhaps he really should put down some of his past and look at the scenery around him, not miss out on these blessings.