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On the first day of Yingying's disappearance, Qin Rong's people followed the traces along the way and found this hidden spot.

Fire was shining everywhere, and everyone was evacuated under Zhao Shi's command. A team of deadpools looked at Yingying and the others. Gu Manru grabbed Zhou Zishan's sleeve with one hand to protect Yingying and the other, comforting her softly and said, "Don't be afraid, we won't have any trouble."

She has experienced such scenes many times, and probably she still has something to use, so Zhao Shi will send someone to escort them to the first group of evacuation every time.

Seeing Qin Rong's people coming, Yingying was unwilling to leave. Seeing that the roads around were blocked by Deadpool, she ran forward with everyone while observing the terrain. As soon as a sharp arrow with fire flew to disperse the formation, Yingying pinched Gu Manru's sleeve and reminded: "Auntie, follow me!"

Seizing the opportunity to take action, Yingying took Gu Manru's hand and ran to the other side. Zhou Zishan saw Yingying's intentions follow closely. In the chaos, the three of them rushed out of the surround of Deadpool. Seeing this, Deadpool reached out to stop him.

"Catch them!" shouted one person.

Gu Manru is not as good as Yingying, and Zhou Zishan's hands and feet are lighter and soon landed behind. Zhou Zishan stopped and was about to grab Gu Manru's hand, another sharp arrow with a fire rushed forward. Gu Manru's face turned pale and rushed forward with force: "Be careful of Chaofeng-"

Bang-

Zhou Zishan was thrown to the ground by Gu Manru, and at the same time, the arrow was sank into Gu Manru's shoulders, and a flame quickly rose on her back.

"My mother..."

"Auntie!" Amid Zhou Zishan's scream, Yingying reacted very quickly and helped Gu Manru up.

Fortunately, Gu Manru only burned his hair and a small corner of clothes. The snow had fallen for several consecutive days and was very thick. Yingying decisively pulled out the arrow and pushed the person into the snow and quickly put out the sparks.

At the same time, due to this accident, Deadpool caught the three of them again. Zhou Zishan was concerned about Gu Manru. When Deadpool turned her arm, he shouted with red eyes: "You can let her go!"

Gu Man burst into cold sweat in pain. She forced a smile to comfort Zhou Zishan, "Don't be afraid, my mother is fine."

Perhaps because of the concern that Yingying was in their hands, the fire attack did not last long.

The first group of people sent by Qin Rong should have tried the bottom, and they didn't bit Zhao Shi to let go. As soon as they got a breath, Zhao Shi took the people away. When he came back, his face turned pale, and the silver-white long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and he walked straight to Yingying.

"Deadpool tells me, are you trying to escape?" His arm was raised lightly, and Zhao Shi placed the sword on Yingying's shoulder.

Yingying was fearless. She looked straight into Zhaoshi's eyes and said, "Aren't I supposed to run away?"

"Zhao Shi, you are holding me hostage now. Now the third brother sends someone to save me. If I don't run away, are you waiting to let you be hostage and threaten the third brother?"

The last time Chen Xue threatened her to force Qin Rong to kneel down, she was still vivid in my mind. How could Yingying allow such a thing to happen again?

It was late at night, someone set up a fire not far away, and there were noisy people walking around.

Zhao Shi was silent for a moment and evacuated his sword. He asked in a low voice: "Who said I want to take you as a hostage?"

"Gu Yingying, you think too much of yourself, and I, Jing Zhaoshi, are not that bad either." Zhao Shi's face, whose fire light was reflected in his eyes, became more and more bloodless. Yingying felt that he was trying hard to endure something.

It was not until Zhao Shi turned around that Yingying discovered that the clothes behind him were stained with large pieces of blood, and she was actually injured!

"This is what my master asked me to give you." After Zhao Shi left, his entourage around him brought several bottles of good wound medicine.

Yingying felt very uncomfortable with the bottles of medicine, so she went into the house to help Gu Manru deal with the wound.

There were all men and no female doctors here. Yingying could only treat Gu Manru’s injuries personally, but she did not understand medical skills. Looking at the wounds on her aunt’s shoulders, she knocked outside the door when she was at a loss: “Madam Gu, can I come in?”

Gu Manru pulled out his clothes, and his face flashed with loneliness, "Come in."

In fact, it was not appropriate for Zhou Zishan to come here at this time. With him in Yingying, she didn't know how to treat her aunt's injuries.

Zhou Zishan was so delicate that he was not a careless person. He came here naturally because he had his intention. Seeing Yingying holding the medicine and trying to speak to him, Zhou Zishan coughed dryly and said, "If Mrs. Gu doesn't mind, Zishan can apply medicine to her."

Although he doesn't know how to treat the medicine, he knows more about how to bandage medicine than Yingying.

Gu Manru stared at him in a daze, and said hello after a long time.

With Zhou Zishan here, Yingying felt much more relieved. Originally, Zhou Zishan was willing to take the initiative to get close to Gu Manru, but Gu Manru seemed unhappy.

In order to give the mother and son a chance to get along alone, Yingying left on the excuse of looking for food. She never thought that the whole room was quieter than before, and occasionally there was only the sound of porcelain bottles colliding in the air. Zhou Zishan stood up and said, "It's bandaged."

Gu Manru pulled his clothes slowly and said, "Thank you."

Zhou Zishan's body stiffened and he barely kept calm and replied: "Mrs. Gu, you are polite."

They should be the closest mother and son, but now they are like two strangers.

Gu Manru was not as strong as Zhou Zishan. She was the first to collapse and cry, covering her face and shouted: "Pretty to the Phoenix!"

Yingying walked to the door with the lunch box and paused to push the door. She heard Gu Manru sobbing and asked, "Do you really don't want to forgive me?"

There was no sound in the room for a long time. Yingying was hesitating whether to go in to smooth things over. Gu Manru laughed desolately, "Forget it."

She said: "It was me who lost you at the beginning, and I thought you called me just now."

When she was hit by an arrow and knocked him down, it might have been a hallucination.

Gu Manru's heart was already cold, and he thought that Zhou Zishan could not call her mother. It was her fault, it was all her fault. Gu Manru had already figured out over the past few days that Zhou Zishan could be her child. If she really loved this child, she shouldn't disrupt his peaceful life and involve him in the palace fighting.

Thinking of Qin Rong who was about to succeed the throne, Gu Manru closed her eyes and decided: "If you don't want to see me, you won't see you in the future."

It would be better for two people to take care of everything alone. She doesn't ask her to always be with her phoenix, but only wants him to be safe.

A crack appeared in Zhou Zishan's calm face. He had never paniced as if he had heard Gu Manru's sad words. It seemed that something had passed away in his heart. He suddenly turned back to Gu Manru and asked with red eyes: "Do you want me again?"

Gu Manru was stunned. Seeing Zhou Zishan approaching her step by step, kneeling in front of her and repeating the words: "Do you want me again?"

This is the child she has been thinking about for half her life. How could Gu Manru be willing to refuse him? She is afraid that his children will not accept him.

Listening to the movement inside the room, Yingying's tense body gradually relaxed. After hearing Zhou Zishan call out "Amn" lightly, she couldn't help laughing, but she didn't laugh for a long time. The door behind her opened. Yingying and Zhou Zishan, who were not anxious, collided with each other, and their eyes were a little embarrassed.

"Cousin, cousin." Yingying stuttered.

Zhou Zishan pretended to be calm and responded lightly. He took the lunch box from Yingying and said uneasy: "I will take care of you, please go and rest for a while."

As a cousin, Yingying felt sweet when she heard Zhou Zishan shouting 'Amn', let alone Gu Manru. She smiled and bent her eyes and teased with a good mood: "Don't my cousin ignores my aunt? Are you moved by her aunt's actions today?"

Zhou Zishan stopped and thought seriously and said, "No."

It should be said to be earlier than today.

When Gu Manru went to the enemy camp alone to save him, his heart relaxed. At that time, Zhou Zishan was questioning himself that if his mother really found him again because of guilt, then there was no need for her to do this, let alone... she is still the mother of a country.

It has to be said that when he learned that Gu Manru was the queen of the Northern Region Kingdom, Zhou Zishan was shocked and unbelievable, and the subsequent emotion was anger and indifference.

As the queen, she searched for her son for more than ten years but failed. Is it because he was too hiding or the people in the palace that were too useless? Or, in other words, Gu Manru had never thought about finding him for more than ten years?

Such resentment dissipated little by little as Gu Manru came to the enemy camp alone. He saw Gu Manru, who was obviously afraid of death, rushed to the front to protect him every time he was in danger. The ice in his heart melted unknowingly, and today's affairs were just the last blow to him.

Forget it.

There are too many mistakes and helpless things in the world. If you always hold on to those mistakes or two for a lifetime, you will still suffer in the end.

Yingying seemed to understand, but she only understood one thing: "Can I call you cousin openly in the future?"

"Cousin Zhou?"

"Cousin Feng?" If Zhou Zishan grew up in the palace since childhood, it would not be an exaggeration to Yingying call him Brother Feng.

Zhou Zishan's expression was unspeakable. Looking at Yingying who was jumping around, he seemed to see his little fiancée. He could no longer deal with Yingying coldly. He softened his heart and took out his brother's posture, pushed Yingying away and said, "Naughty."

Even though he knew he was uncomfortable, he still teased him with the title of cousin.

Yingying was scolded and still smiled foolishly, watching Zhou Zishan enter her aunt's room again.

...

After coming out of my aunt, Yingying was worried about the wounds on Zhao Shi's body and hesitated to look for it.

When she entered the room, Zhao Shi's upper clothes were half-falling and the doctor was applying medicine. When he saw Yingying coming in, he turned his eyes coldly, as if he was unwilling to pay attention to Yingying.

Yingying leaned over with shamelessness and asked, "Are you... okay?"

Zhao Shi drooped his eyelids and replied coldly: "I can't die for the time being."

This is because I don’t want to speak well.

Yingying had something to ask for, so she stayed here and refused to leave. She walked behind Zhao Shi to check the wounds behind him.

The doctor just broke it tightly, and Zhao Shi couldn't help but groan. Perhaps he felt embarrassed, so he mocked: "Your prince brother dares to shoot rockets in all your safety. It seems that you are not that important in his heart."

Fortunately, Yingying was not injured. She really had a bad reputation, and she didn't know who was the first to be crazy.

"It's okay, I can protect myself." Yingying had no objection to this, which just proved that Qin Rong was safe and sound.

But neither of them knew that the person who ordered the fire arrows to raid was not Qin Rong.

At this time, in the Northern Imperial Palace, heavy snow covered the palace roads and no one cleaned them. People were panicked and the palace people hid everywhere. The entire palace was occupied by the slaughtered iron armored guards.

Qianlong Palace's heart-wrenching cough overwhelmed it. Qin Rong stood in front of the imperial case and turned a deaf ear. He picked up a pen and wrote something on the Minghuang imperial edict, and knelt on the imperial doctor in front of him.

"Really... Is it helpless?" After a while, Qin Rong put down his pen and asked.

The imperial doctor kneeling in front kept sweating, and he lay on the ground and trembled: "I am incompetent, please forgive me!"

Qin Rong chuckled silently, with no grief on his face that the prince should have.

Waving his hand to let all the imperial physicians retreat, he picked up the tabletop's imperial decree and opened his eyes in front of him, and looked at the inner room carefully, "How does the father think the word "Son Minister" is written?"

Only Emperor Wu Cheng was left in the empty inner room. He opened his mouth and stared at Qin Rong with difficulty and pain in breathing.

Qin Rong didn't want Emperor Wu Cheng to answer. He looked at Kong Wei who was standing on the side and asked slowly with a smile: "What do you think of Prime Minister Kong?"

After seeing this, Kong Wei bowed and saluted, and his voice clearly spread throughout the bedroom: "The prince's words are as graceful as His Majesty back then, which is enough to distort the real one."

What is fake in this palace is not necessarily fake, and what is real is not always true. Whoever can stand above the gods is the truth.
To be continued...