In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed. On this day, Shen Yi's energy seemed to be better, but it was not that he had recovered, but that he had just eaten and his nose hurt from a hook, so he felt better.
Over the past few days, his nose, which was only half-well, had begun to become inflamed and pus-discharged.
Shen Yi couldn't care about this, he just rubbed his nose and closed his eyes again to rest.
Not long after, he suddenly heard the footsteps of a person outside. He was very unrestrained and without any restraint. He opened his eyes and looked, and sure enough, it was the young prince.
He looked very happy today, jumping up and down as he walked. When he came to the iron gate, he asked Shen Yi: "Xuanli, Sister Chuyun asked me to give you something."
Shen Yi yawned and closed his eyes before feebly asking: "What?"
The young prince got in from outside the iron gate. When he came to the front, he took out a box from his arms and said, "Sister Chuyun said that if you feel dizzy, just eat this and you'll be fine." After saying that, he opened the box and sighed. Yi reluctantly opened his eyes and took a look. There was a roast duck inside, and next to the roast duck there was something wrapped in paper.
After tearing it open, I saw that they were some beast-accumulating pills. They were black and had a very smooth surface. They were the best beast-accumulating pills.
Shen Yi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly lowered his head and sucked all the top-quality beast-enhancing pills in the box into his mouth. There were ten pills in total, replenishing himself with more than thirty units of red energy at once.
The roast duck has been processed, and the bones have been picked clean, leaving only the meat with the skin. It is dark brown with green leaves, and it looks very appetizing.
"The old witch has a conscience." Shen Yi tilted his lips and sighed, but the young prince was dissatisfied: "Why did you call Sister Chuyun an old witch? How unpleasant it is, she is so beautiful."
"I think your three views follow the five. If you are good-looking, you are a good person?"
"Sister Chuyun is not a bad person."
"Okay, okay, I call her mine, you call her yours, what do you call me her? Really."
"snort!"
The young prince snorted in dissatisfaction, and then said: "Sister Chuyun made sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you can eat it later, I won't give it to you!"
"Osmanthus cake?" Shen Yi looked confused.
When will the old witch make sweet-scented osmanthus cake?
But it's not surprising if you think about it carefully. The old witch has been here for three months anyway. It is not difficult to learn how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake during this time.
Soon, I heard Shen Yi repeat his words in a weird way: "Hey, Sister Chuyun is making sweet-scented osmanthus cake to eat~"
"Humph! Ignore you and leave!" The young prince became even more dissatisfied. He turned around and got out of the iron gate and walked towards the ant road.
After leaving the underground palace, feeling the bright sunshine, his mood improved again.
Yaoniang used to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and he ate it so often that he was almost tired of it. But he didn’t know how the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Tsurumi Chuyun was like. It probably tasted better than the one made by his Yaoniang. Regarding this, the young prince I was looking forward to it, thinking as I jumped towards Qishanyuan.
But as soon as he entered the entrance of the compound, he felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and his footsteps stopped.
The young prince looked forward, his eyes full of doubts.
"Why are there so many people?"
He had only been gone for half an hour. In the outer courtyard of Qishan Courtyard, there were hundreds of Dajing soldiers wearing armor. Each of them was holding a weapon and standing upright. There was also a sense of killing in the air. .
And this is not the strangest thing. What is really strange is that among these soldiers, there are some women wearing strange clothes standing side by side, each of them holding a disk-shaped object in their hands.
The young prince has seen these women before. Whenever there is a major event held in the Huangshaping military camp, these women will appear.
They were mixed among the soldiers, adding a bit of weirdness to the already chilly air.
The young prince didn't pay much attention to it. After a while, he stopped caring about it and walked through the crowd towards Tsurumi Chuyun's courtyard.
But not long after, he discovered that the direction in which these people were lining up was his destination. At this moment, the young prince, who felt something was wrong again, quickly quickened his pace and ran over.
When I saw the gate of the courtyard where Tsurumi Chuyun was staying, I saw hundreds of soldiers standing at the door. These people were different from the ordinary soldiers in the military camp. The armor they wore seemed to be denser and their evil aura was stronger. Strong, with a ferocious iron mask underneath, it looks extremely terrifying.
The young prince has seen these people. They are not soldiers of Dajing, but people of Daliang. At the same time, they are the personal guards around his father. It is difficult to see them in normal times.
If you see them normally, it only means that something big is about to happen.
And now that they appeared at the entrance of the courtyard where Tsurumi Chuyun lived, the young prince felt even more uncomfortable.
The courtyard door had been opened. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, he could guess what someone was doing inside.
The young prince wanted to go in and see what was going on, but as soon as he took two steps forward, he saw Tsurumi Chuyun being helped out by two cold-faced women and walking towards the sedan parked at the door.
There was no expression on her face. She was as indifferent as the two women next to her, as if she had expected such a day.
Sensing the young prince's gaze, she looked over, but took it back after just one glance without saying a word.
"Sister Chuyun! Sister Chuyun, where are they taking you?"
"..."
"Speak, didn't you make sweet-scented osmanthus cake? I haven't eaten it yet!"
"..."
"Let her go!"
"..."
Tsurumi Chuyun didn't respond to him. Only then did the young prince realize that she had changed her clothes and was wearing strange clothes similar to those of the women around her. The pale fabric matched with black complicated lines looked strange and mysterious. The difference was that , she wore a lot of silver jewelry on her head that those women didn't have. They looked numerous and heavy, and the makeup on her face was even weirder, making her not look like a living person at all.
The young prince's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know where Tsurumi Chuyun was being taken, her current appearance gave him a very ominous feeling.
He immediately rushed over, grabbed the corner of the clothes of one of the women who was supporting Tsurumi Chuyun, and pulled hard while shouting: "Let her go!"
"Where are you taking her? I don't allow you to take her away!"
"Let her go!"
The woman who was caught by the hem of her clothes frowned, looked down at him coldly, and then turned to look at the two guards not far away.
The two of them understood each other, and no expression could be seen on their faces. Then they stepped forward, grabbed the young prince's back collar without any explanation, and threw him out with all his strength.
How could the young prince's small body be able to withstand this? After falling to the ground, I groaned for a long time and was so painful that I couldn't even say a word.
After he regained his composure, he stood up and became furious: "How dare you throw me!"
The two personal guards ignored him and returned to their original positions. They watched Tsurumi Chuyun enter the sedan chair. The bearers around them moved in unison and lifted the sedan chair with a hey. Under the leadership of the soldiers in front, Walk forward slowly.
The women in strange costumes among the soldiers also began to twist and dance in weird and unspeakable dances to keep up with the sedan.
The young prince wanted to catch up, but the fall just now was so heavy that it was difficult to even breathe, let alone run up and catch up.
Just when he was angry and angry, a big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
He was stunned and quickly looked up. When he saw the visitor, he was overjoyed and shouted: "Uncle Stinky Feet!"
"What's wrong with you kid? Why are you feeling so uncomfortable?"
"Uncle Stinky Foot! They took Sister Chuyun away!"
"Sister Chuyun? Where did you come from, Sister Chuyun?"
"It's the sister I met a month ago who lives there."
"She." Uncle Stinky Foot glanced at the small courtyard, and his face suddenly realized. He obviously knew that Tsurumi Chuyun was inside, but then he saw that the young prince was holding his chest in pain, so he asked: "Who Bullied you?"
The young prince became angry when he mentioned this. He immediately pointed to the two guards who had thrown him before and shouted: "It's them! They just threw me! Does it hurt me to death?"
Uncle Stinky Foot looked at the two soldiers pointed by the young prince, his face turned cold, and said: "Okay, I will stand up for you now."
After that, he walked over and stopped the two soldiers: "You two, stop here."
The two guards immediately stopped when they heard the words. Their eyes on the iron face stayed on Uncle Stinky Foot's face for a while, and then quickly moved to the young prince. They had a bad feeling in their hearts.
"What's up?"
"Did you just throw him?" Uncle Stinky Foot pointed at the young prince.
The two soldiers hesitated for a moment, but finally took the plunge and nodded.
"Do you know who he is?" Uncle Stinky Foot asked again, and the two of them looked at each other. Although they were Feng Dingzhang's personal guards, as people from Daliang, they rarely came to the Huangshaping military camp. As for Feng Dingzhang's presence there, They didn't want or dare to know too much about the situation here, so naturally they didn't know much about the young prince.
"have no idea."
"Hmph, let me tell you now, his name is Wu Qingheng, and he is your Lord Feng's legitimate son!"
"this……"
The two of them were stunned for a moment. Although the young prince was wearing brocade clothes, they regarded him as the disciple of an ordinary general in the great scene. Moreover, Lord Feng had said that the art of sacrificing clothes was a top priority and should not be tolerated. If anyone disturbed him, he rudely threw the young prince aside, but he didn't expect it to be so big.
I was about to explain something, but in the next second, a slap enlarged in front of my eyes.
After hearing two snaps, one of them suddenly felt that his face had lost consciousness, followed by a brief feeling of weightlessness.
Before they could react, the other person also received two solid slaps. Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in the body, and there were two dull sounds in succession. Only then did the two of them realize that they had just been slapped by the other person. In mid-air, now he fell heavily to the ground.
After coming back to their senses, the two of them didn't dare to say anything and got up from the ground in embarrassment.
The force of these two slaps was obviously not light. The iron mask on his face had been twisted and deformed, and blood was faintly flowing from his chin. He looked extremely miserable.
After doing this, Uncle Stinky Foot looked at the young prince and asked with a smile: "Are you relieved?"
"Relieve your anger!" The young prince raised his fist and shouted excitedly.
Uncle Stinky Foot smiled again, looked at the two of them again, and shouted: "Go away."
Upon hearing this, the two guards quickly turned around and followed the team, not daring to complain at all.
After finishing all this, Uncle Stinky Foot returned to the young prince and said, "Just relieve your anger. Let's go. I will take you home."
With that said, he pulled the young prince and wanted to leave, but how could he be willing? Struggled and shook his head vigorously: "I don't!"
"What else to do?"
"Sister Chuyun! What should she do?"
"Sister Chuyun?" Uncle Stinky Foot looked back and frowned quickly. He didn't have that much right in the military camp to take care of Tsurumi Chuyun.
I feel a little regretful in my heart. If nothing happens, this girl will be dead today.
Helpless, he could only say earnestly to the young prince: "Your sister Chuyun will be fine. They just took her to do important things."
"What's important?"
"This uncle will tell you later."
"Tell me now! What if I never see Sister Chuyun again!"
"Obey, uncle will take you home."
"I won't go back! Uncle Stinky Foot, go and save Sister Chuyun! I won't go back! I won't! I won't!"
Uncle Stinky Foot sighed. He liked this kid quite a bit, but he was a bit too arrogant. He yelled at him and felt reluctant to let him go. He had no choice but to forcefully pick him up. Ignoring the other's shouts, he jumped up and faced him. He flew past the young prince's house.
The young prince cried and made noises along the way, but this did not impress Uncle Stinky Foot.
The spiritual-level expert flew very fast in the air, and after a while, he took the young prince with him and landed in the middle of the courtyard of the residence.
After putting him down, Uncle Stinky Foot comforted him: "You, Chuyun, will be fine. Don't worry. Think about it, when has Uncle ever lied to you?"
"You didn't lie to me."
"So how could I lie to you this time?"
"But……"
"Be obedient and stay here. Uncle will be here soon."
"No! Sister Chuyun said she would make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for me to eat, but I haven't eaten it yet!"
"Eat later."
"Tell me first, what are they going to do by taking Sister Chuyun away?"
"Okay, uncle will tell you, but you can't tell others."
"Um."
"Sister Chuyun you said is going to perform ritual rituals."
"What is the sacrificial robe ritual? Is it the knotting ritual?"
"No." Uncle Stinky shook his head.
"Then why do we need to perform ritual rituals?"
"I'll tell you when you grow up. You're still young and haven't learned this yet."
"Huh! I hate you!" The young prince began to choke.
But fortunately, what Uncle Stinky Foot said was not without effect, and the young prince stopped making trouble. He seemed to feel relieved after learning that Tsurumi Chuyun would be fine.
Uncle Stinky Foot also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Stay here for a long time. The teacher will come over soon, but don't let him find you."
"knew!"
The young prince snorted unhappily, and then watched Uncle Stinky Feet rise into the air and fly towards the distance until the figure disappeared.
He believed what the other party said without any doubt, and was no longer so worried about Tsurumi Chuyun. However, this was the first time he had heard of this sacrificial ritual ceremony. The less Uncle Stinky Foot didn't tell him, the more curious he became. .
After thinking about it, the young prince simply stood up and walked into an alley in the yard.
...(End of chapter)
