Newtown, capital of Maine.
Lan Yu stood on the high tower of the Prince's Mansion, letting the cold wind blow her red hair into a mess. From here, you can overlook the entire New York City. Even during the war, this huge provincial capital city still has its prosperity and orderliness, because in the eyes of the people here, as long as Prince Reza is here, the Tingxiao people will be driven away. Going back is only a matter of time.
This is not blind confidence that the people of Maine have in Prince Ressa. If anyone still remembers what the city of New York looked like seven or eight years ago, it was just a dilapidated town with a population of less than 100,000. The city walls were decayed and the walls were in ruins. The Traledi Mountains were hundreds of miles away to the north. Monsters often come out to cause trouble, and the people are often poisoned. Looking at this large-scale city now, and thinking about the terrifying monsters that were driven back to the mountains, everyone will praise the prince's many years of civil and martial arts.
Prince Reza's Palace was expanded on the original dilapidated Newin Castle. Although it has no practical use now, it has become a landmark building in Newin City.
A few years ago, I could often see the three teenagers falling in love with each other and laughing and having fun on the upper floor. People always look up at these three figures on the high tower of the palace castle, sighing that Prince Resa is the blessed person. Blessings come with blessings, and the three children are all outstanding among them. Whether it is appearance, martial arts talent or magic talent, these three people are so outstanding.
But time has passed, and after returning from the royal capital this time, everyone in the palace knew that the second young master had lost his virginity. What a handsome face it was. It made many maids in the prince's palace dream about him. How many times did the girls pass by the second young master's window with nothing to do, but they just wanted to take a peek at this manly face with their heads lowered and their faces shy. The face.
Garver was sitting in a wheelchair. Most of his face was destroyed. The newly grown tender flesh was spread unevenly on his face. The ferociousness between the folds made people afraid to look directly at him. Thanks to Lan Yu's potion, he no longer needs gauze to cover his face. Of course, it’s better to keep this face covered now.
Lan Yu glanced at her second brother beside her. It turned out that the shiny brown hair was no longer there, leaving only the mottled patches on the newborn's scalp. She couldn't help but sigh again.
"Okay, it's the second brother who was disfigured, not you. Why are you sighing all day long?" Gafo said lightly, looking at the thousands of miles of Traledi Mountains that could be vaguely seen to the north.
Lan Yu knew that she shouldn't touch her second brother's sadness, and she felt a little guilty.
"Actually, I regret my martial arts training more than this face." Gafo turned back to look at Lan Yu and said, "Lan Yu, you know, I can no longer use the sword."
"I can't even feel my legs anymore."
Lan Yu's nose felt sore after hearing this, and she blinked twice hard to let the north wind dry the water in her eyes.
Gafo was seriously injured at the time, so he delayed for several days before he dared to pull out the fatal silver needle. But the two silver needles behind Gafo's spine were stuck in a very tricky position, piercing deep into his spine. Once they were pulled out, his martial arts cultivation began to pour out. Not only that, but in just these few days, Gafo's lower body was completely unable to move, and he became a hemiplegic cripple.
What kind of training should a person who can only move his upper body do? Moreover, no matter how hard you work, the accumulated strength will still leak out from the two wounds on the back spine. It makes no difference whether you practice or not.
Even though Lan Yu had recently gone through various medical and pharmacopeias and tried various magic potions, she could not repair the damage to Gafo's spine. In the end, even Gafo smiled bitterly and advised her to give up.
"Gaffer, big brother is here." At this time, a calm and steady voice came from behind the two of them.
This man is wearing a sable cloak, he is tall and burly, and he walks like a military general. This is Ayton, the eldest son of Prince Reza.
"Brother, you are back?" Lan You finally smiled and threw herself into Ayton's arms, "Brother, you are finally back... Finally you are back..."
This was the first time a smile appeared on her face in these days, but she smiled and started whimpering in Ayton's arms, and soon she burst into tears.
Ayton smiled and stroked her back. He looked at Gafo in the wheelchair. There was nothing strange on his face, just like looking at his former second brother.
"Okay, I went to the capital and cried like this." Ayton said with a smile, "Come and tell me, who bullied you?"
"Humph, there is no good person in Salyuhi, they all bully us." Lan Yu said bitterly, wiping her tears.
"Okay, then in the future, you will lead the people and flatten the entire king, okay? Can you feel relieved?" Ayton comforted with a smile.
This sounded like a joke, but it really shocked Lan Yu and Gafo.
"Brother, don't talk nonsense," Lan Yu said with a smile. She squeezed Ayton's arm and said in a voice that only these three people could hear: "Your Majesty just set out from here not long ago. Now there are many people hiding in the palace and the city." I have gained a lot of His Majesty’s eyes.”
Ayton straightened Lan Yu's somewhat messy long hair. As if he didn't hear Lan Yu's reminder, he said with a smile on his face: "When did brother lie to you?"
"Is this what father meant?" Lan Yu asked tentatively, staring into Ayton's eyes.
Ayton nodded, looked at the mountains in the distance, and whispered, "Father asked me to go to Liqiu Camp."
"Going to Liqiu Camp? Could it be that father wants to...?" Gafu asked with his eyes widened.
Ayton nodded slightly, knelt down, patted Gaffer on the shoulder, and said harshly at the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, neither father nor I will pretend that nothing happened."
Gafo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, slowly closed his eyes, and finally let out a sigh of relief.
He has been pretending to be relieved these days, just because he doesn't want to make Lan Yu feel sad. For a young martial artist with such amazing talents, after learning that his cultivation was severely damaged, he had to face hemiplegia and spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. How much effort does it take to persist in living and face such a bleak life? courage? Only Gavresa can answer this question.
After hearing Ayton's words, Gaffer looked up to the sky, closed his eyes, and let the rolling tears slide down his irregular skin. At that moment, his heart seemed to have died.
Lan Yu and Ai Dun looked on and couldn't help but feel moved.
The north wind was blowing, and the three people on the castle tower looked the same as before.
"Winter in New York City is still always cold. The three of us haven't stood here together for several years and looked at the scenery outside the city." Ayton sighed with a smile.
"Not many of my eldest brothers came back after serving in the army." Lan Yu complained with a grumble.
"Yeah, it's all Brother's fault." Ayton smiled and came back to pinch Lan Yu's face, but his words were actually blaming himself for Gafo's plot.
Lan Yu was in pain, and her hands were showing their teeth and claws.
Gafo was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the two people fighting, and he also showed a long-lost smile.
After Ayton had a conversation with Gafo and Lan Yu, he went straight to the Liqiu camp. This is a secret camp that even King Kelman doesn't know about. It is located on a hidden hill on the south side of the Traledi Mountains. The people stationed in the camp are all soldiers of the royal palace. These people have been with the prince all year round. They know the prince's temperament, and each of them has a tighter tone than the other.
"The cold wind blowing from the mountains is so biting, I don't know if these princes and nobles from Saliuxi can withstand it." Lan Yu said this for no reason while overlooking the city. A cold smile.
The ink-colored silhouette outside the palace disappeared, followed closely by two teams of Guangzheng Sect mages in white robes.
"Then do you want to ask Alvin if he can bear the pain of this severe cold?" Gafo asked narrowly.
"Second brother, why are you bringing him up so well?" Lan Yu said angrily.
"Who told him that he tasted the lipstick on my sister's lips? I just expressed the concern that I should have as a brother." Gafo said seriously.
When Gafo pointed out the scene of that day at the pillow sword meeting, Lan Yu blushed immediately, "Second brother,... huh, I'm ignoring you."
Lan Yu turned around to leave, but Gafo grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "I have all the information on Salyuhi's army on my desk."
"Hee, not interested." Lan Yu hesitated and replied with a smile, "Besides, when did you become so nosy, second brother?"
"Okay, then pretend I didn't say anything." Gafo let go.
When Lan Yu came down from the tower, the setting sun hid her in the shadows.
Gafo looked at Lan Yu's leaving figure and sighed in his heart, "I don't know you yet. You are not someone who can let go. But even if you can't let go, what can you do?"
