7, death

The heart of the seventh prince is in pain. He has been guessing why Cheng Yuanjia is so painful. With her birth, nothing is worth her pain. However, she seems to be arrogant and proud, but she has such deep loneliness and loneliness. It is not difficult to understand the environment in which she is. There is a golden phoenix living in the chicken nest. The phoenix will not be like a chicken, let alone be a brother with the chicken. The only thing waiting for her is loneliness. He was troubled because his identity was too low, but she was lonely because her identity was too high. The two of them went to two extremes for the same reason, but they had the same pain.

At this time, he deeply felt why Cheng Yuanjia would desperately accompany him thousands of miles and come to such a desolate place. As long as she was around, he would feel at ease, and so did she.

Put Cheng Yuanjia's little hand on his chest. The seventh prince stared into her eyes and said, "In the future, we will have each other and will no longer be alone. Promise me, Yuanjia, no matter what happens, don't give up on me."

Cheng Yuanjia stared at the face of the seventh prince, and the "I promise you" that had come to her mouth was swallowed back by her abruptly. This is so handsome that even the woman is disgraceful, but it is definitely not the face she is looking for. When she finds Zhou Qianyun's real reincarnation, will she still insist on staying by his side? She can't even answer this question herself.

"I can only promise you that no matter what happens, I will be your friend and support you." Cheng Yuanjia quietly withdrew his hand, took two steps back and said, "I know that your brother and my grandfather are fighting for the right to inherit the throne. This time in the army is also a step for them to win the throne for you, but whether you will finally sit on the dragon chair or not, I will support you unconditionally."

"This is not what I want." The seventh prince said eagerly, "What I want is..."

Cheng Yuanjia interrupted him and said, "I know what you want me to promise, but I can't promise you about this for the time being. After all, we are still young. If in two years, I still haven't met my true son, I will think about you. At present, we can only be friends.

"Then why did you take the initiative to kiss me just now?" The seventh prince stared at Cheng Yuanjia in disbelief. The person who kissed him affectionately just now actually said that he could only be friends, which was difficult for him to accept for a while.

"If you can, please forget what just happened." Cheng Yuanjia's enthusiasm plummeted, and she regained her polite and rejection of people thousands of miles away. She said, "Some things are difficult to explain, and I don't want to explain. It may be better to forget it."

Cheng Yuanjia actually wanted to erase what had just happened from the memory of the seventh prince, but she was faintly reluctant to give up. Here she didn't know how to continue to face him. After saying this sentence, she ran away and went all the way.

Just a few steps, there was an eagle from the sky. A three-foot-foot-winged black eagle swooped down from the sky and stopped on the rock beside Cheng Yuanjia, thinking of her chirping.

Cheng Yuanjia's face changed. She turned around and walked to the rock, reached out to take a bamboo tube from the eagle's foot, peeled off the wax, and poured out a letter from it.

"Is this used to deliver letters?" The seventh prince looked at the eagle staring at him on the rock and couldn't help saying, "I know that the army is only sending letters with carrier pigeons, and I have never seen anyone send letters with eagles."

"In fact, eagles are more suitable for delivering letters than carrier pigeons. At least there are few natural enemies of eagles, and this kind of falcon flies very high. Ordinary people can't even see it clearly, not to mention shooting down. From the capital to here, the carrier pigeon will fly for at least two days, but the eagle only takes one day to fly. Cheng Yuanjia looked down at the letter and replied casually.

Train the falcon to deliver the letter. As long as she can do it, it is very good for the falcon to domesticate and hunt, let alone accurately find the delivery location to send the letter. But after she instilled her wisdom in the falcon, she can easily be a good messenger. Although this guy is still the shell of a hawk, his real intelligence is comparable to that of a seven- or eight-year-old child. He is very smart.

After reading the letter in his hand, Cheng Yuanjia frowned and said, "A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to listen to?"

"I should listen to everything about me." The seventh prince smiled bitterly. Cheng Yuanjia turned his face faster than turning over the book, which made him unable to adapt to it. Fortunately, he was not bound to get it to her, and he could finally control himself.

"The good news is that my layout for Liu Shaoyun has been completed. As long as Liu Shaoyun is still in the capital, he will definitely fall into my way. At that time, it will not be up to him to help you or not. The bad news is that your sixth brother passed away yesterday. Cheng Yuanjia said with no expression on her face, as if neither of the two messages had anything to do with her.

"What, Brother Six?" The blood color of the seventh prince's face suddenly faded clean. Before he left Beijing, he had visited the sixth emperor's brother. At that time, his condition had temporarily stabilized, and he even got out of bed and insisted on sending him to the door. In the impersonal court, the only thing that warmed him was the virtuous concubine's mother and son and the six-royal brother who felt sorry for him.

Two lines of tears quickly slipped from the eyes of the seventh prince. For the seventh prince, who was only 15 years old, there was no man's motto of tears. When he was sad, tears still came out.

"There is a thousand miles chasing the wind in my stable, which can make you rush back to the capital in three days. Do you want to borrow it?" Cheng Yuanjia knew what he was thinking and suggested.

"I want to borrow it." The seventh prince grabbed her shoulders and said, "Where is the stable? Take me there quickly."

"Give me an hour. I have to make some preparations." Cheng Yuanjia didn't take him immediately and said, "You send back your bodyguards first, and when you get to the capital. If someone asks you how you know, say it's a letter I sent to you."

"Okay, I'll go right away." The seventh prince didn't think much about it and immediately ran to the manor where Cheng Yuanjia lived.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the manor. Along the way, Cheng Yuanjia didn't say a word and seemed to be thinking about something. The seventh prince was anxious and didn't care about her abnormal situation.

When he arrived at the manor, the seventh prince went to send his bodyguard, while Cheng Yuanjia returned to the room and wrote a letter, stuffed it into the bamboo tube brought by the eagle, tied it to the feet of the falcon eagle, and let it be brought back to the capital. The seventh prince came to Minzhou in the name of the governor's envoy. He returned to Beijing without the emperor's order. If he was impeached by someone with intention, he would really get into big trouble. Especially since the prince was deposed, the officials of the Xiang family have hated the people on the side of the second prince to the bone and almost didn't go to death. If you are not prepared, you may be in whose mourning. What worried Cheng Yuanjia was the army of thousands of people on the way to Minzhou. Although this army was unconsciously destroyed by her, the people who sent the army were still secretly waiting for the opportunity. After capturing this team, she also searched the leader and knew that they were the officers and soldiers of the eldest prince's subordinates, which made her very worried about the safety of the seventh prince.

After the seventh prince rode her thousands of miles to chase the wind, Cheng Yuanjia followed quietly after taking care of the people.

She communicated with Zhener on the way back to the manor. Usually, she will not take the initiative to contact Zhen'er, and Zhen'er will not disturb her unless she has to, so if there is any information, it will still be delivered by the eagle. In the message from Zhener, Cheng Yuanjia learned that the sixth prince had passed away yesterday morning. As Cheng Yuanjia guessed, he was exhausted and the medicine was in vain. Yuan Jia is curious about the person who plotted against the sixth prince at this moment. It is reasonable that the mother of the sixth prince is just a Yunrong, one of the nine concubines, and her status is not high. Moreover, when the sixth prince was born, she was just a Jieyu. Who would secretly harm a Jieyu's son? If this man even wants to get rid of Jieyu's son, it would be a miracle that the seventh prince could live to this day. After discovering that the sixth prince had been plotted, she had secretly observed all the princes. Except for the sixth prince, the prince, the fifth prince and the eighth prince all had traces of being plotted, but because there was no foundation to destroy the body, it did not cause too serious consequences. Although the seventh prince was born of a low-ident maidservant, he was not secretly killed at all, which made her very curious. Why did she only let him go?

After further understanding, I know how difficult it is to be born and grow up in the palace. Once you are pregnant with a dragon seed, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at you. Those who are jealous can do anything. Poisoning in the fetal medicine is the most common trick. What else is it common to push a pregnant woman down? Even those concubines who hold real power in their hands directly beat the pregnant women whose status is not as good as theirs according to their name, or even miscarriage, or two lives. It's not easy to give birth to the child, curse, poison and so on. Some people even bribe the wet nurse or the maid of honor, and directly strangle and cover it to death.