A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 663 Lost Something
Gao Yanzong suddenly lowered his head, stretched out his arms and hugged the girl into his arms. Yuan Wuyou took the opportunity to hold his thin waist and touched his broad shoulders along his spine.

"I miss you."

"Hmm?" Gao Yanzong was stunned for a moment, then he realized something. The man's hoarse voice suddenly became as low as a mosquito:
"…Your Highness, can you please give me a chance to live? I am not fully recovered yet…I really can't stand it anymore…"

Yuan Wuyou chuckled, "What are you thinking about? I find myself missing you so much now that I can't see you for a moment. I wish I could tie you up by my side."

"Then I will...try to stay by your side."

"But when you say you can't bear it anymore, are you expressing your admiration for my strength or begging for mercy?"

Gao Yanzong stammered, "All...all."

"Let's discuss this first. If I say stop, you'll have mercy on me and take a break."

"I try my best."

"Forget it, you never listen to advice."

"No, I won't listen to you unless you call me sister-in-law."

"Then I called you my wife and scolded you, and you didn't stop."

"One encourages me, the other motivates me. I'm sure they won't stop."

"Then I act like a spoiled child?" Gao Yanzong suddenly hugged her waist and back, and whispered softly: "Xuan Nu sister, listen to my advice, okay? If you play Brother Chong badly, there will be no male fox that you can discipline, so suitable for you."

"Okay, I'll listen to your advice."

Yuan Wuyou suddenly had an idea, and a malicious smile flashed in his eyes.

"Is there any wine?"

Gao Yanzong was stunned. "Wine? Where can I find that? Alcohol is prohibited in the army."

"I remember you look especially good when you're drunk. Let's go to Bowang City and have a drink."

"Didn't Uncle Li forbid anyone from entering or leaving?"

"I just went there to use my identity to challenge his bullshit orders. Can a royal uncle stop the prince?" In fact, Yuan Wuyou didn't dare to say it out loud because she wanted to find out the truth and confirm whether Wan Yuwu was really in trouble.

Gao Yanzong still had doubts after hearing this. "Nine out of ten houses in Bowang City are empty. How can anyone open a door to do business? You don't want to take advantage of the situation to rob me, do you?"

Yuan Wuyou touched his chin and thought for a while, then added, "I just need to pay you."

The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How can I let the girl treat me when I'm here? I'll go get some silver from my bag."

He turned around to leave, but Yuan Wuyou grabbed him.

"Why are you so angry? Didn't I just inherit the inheritance from Grandmother Zheng? Just treat it as a reward for the three armies. Let's see which winery has the most mellow wine. After we recapture Bowang City, I will treat the soldiers to a drink as a thank you for your care during this period of time."

"You don't have to be so grateful, huh? Have you planned to let Da Qi seize Bowang City?"

Yuan Wuyou smiled and said, "If Qi doesn't take it, someone else will. Besides, the two camellia trees outside the east gate are where you and I pledged our love, so I want to give them to you."

Gao Yanzong was so moved that he couldn't say no.

……

In Bowang City, two men picked out a jar of intact wine from a tavern that had been robbed, and threw down a silver ingot before leaving.

But on the street near the East City Gate, he met a dead man in black clothes and a white face.

He is indeed a "dead ghost" in name only.

Yuan Wuyou and Wan Yuwuyu looked at each other in shock.

Gao Yanzong, who was holding a jar of wine beside her, was stunned for a moment before he recognized him and cursed, "Gan! Damn it..."

"You... aren't you dead? Zhou Guo said you were killed by the Chishui rebels..."

Wan Yuwuyu, who was wearing a black shirt and had a body shape like an adult man, was still a young boy. He had dark eyebrows and eyes, a pale face, and a very cold voice when he spoke:
"It's fake, just like the Xiangyang governor under your command."

Yuan Wuyou choked up immediately, "If you left, why did you come back?" "I lost something and came back to look for it."

"What is it, did you find it?"

"Found it, it's broken."

She was getting more confused. "That's a shame. Now that you've found it, you should leave as well."

The black-clad young man's gray-blue eyes were frighteningly cold and sharp in the night.

"A Gu ghost has returned to the Gao family. You must be careful not to be bitten or bullied by them. Gu ghosts are afraid of silver and men's pure yang blood."

Hearing this, Gao Yanzong, who was holding the wine jar and remained silent, couldn't help but squinted at him, "Are you making indirect accusations?"

The girl in black asked, "Will I become a ghost if I'm bitten?"

Wan Yuwuyu ignored him and said to the girl, "It shouldn't be from the Central Plains. If it was done by the Miao people, it's hard to say."

Gao Yanzong couldn't help but hold the wine jar in one hand and put his other hand on the girl's shoulder, "If he doesn't leave, we should leave too, otherwise we will be caught by the night watchman and invite us to the inn to drink."

At the same time, Wan Yuwu's eyes instantly caught sight of Gao Yanzong's hand on the girl's shoulder. On his thumb was a dark green jade ring that he was very familiar with. It was a royal ring made just for Prince Huaxu, a symbol of imperial power.

Why was her royal ring worn on this man's hand?

Yuan Wuyou nodded at him, and when she turned to look at the short-haired girl in front of her, she saw him staring sharply at Gao Yanzong's hand on her shoulder.

She pretended not to notice and just said, "We are leaving now. Are you coming with us?"

Wan Yu Wu Yu retracted his gaze, still staring at her with his deep and focused eyes. "I want to stay."

"Why? Didn't both of your parents die? The Zhou Kingdom treated you harshly, and you have already escaped. Why don't you leave? Your hometown is the Dangxiang under the Kunlun Mountains, not Chang'an."

"Nothing to do with you."

Seeing him half dead and stubborn like this, Yuan Wuyou was really disappointed! "Wan Yu Wu Yu! What unfulfilled wish do you have that you must stay in Chang'an? Go back to Dangxiang. We Huaxu don't have time to subdue you. Can't you just rest and recuperate?"

The young man suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and looked at her with a lonely and sad look in his eyes. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "I have an uncle in Chang'an. I have to take care of him. He is my only relative."

Yuan Wuyou was stunned, "Your uncle?"

Afterwards, after Wan Yuwuyu generously revealed his life story, Yuan Wuyou learned that after Wan Yuwuyu and his mother surrendered, his mother, who was one of the eight leaders of the Dangxiang tribe and the leader of the Tuoba tribe, was demoted to an official prostitute by the Zhou State!

It was his uncle who went to the brothel for his sister. He filed a complaint with the emperor to redress his mother's injustice, but his uncle was still trapped in the brothel.

Three years ago, he tried to save money to visit his uncle, but he never saved enough until his mother died, and his uncle's performance fee went up.

At that time, the sixteen-year-old boy was trapped alone in Chang'an, with no relatives to rely on and dying of poverty, but he happened to meet Huaxu Crown Prince who was escorting the Zhou emperor back to the capital.

It was the Crown Prince Yuan Wuyou who, despite his hatred for his treason, sold his jade pendant to replace the royal ring to raise enough money for him to visit his uncle. On that day, Wan Yuwuyou missed the chance to see his mother for the last time.

When he mentioned that uncle, Yuan Wuyou had an impression of him, and nodded in sudden realization:
"Why not take your uncle back to Tangut and return to the fields to live, so that he won't be wronged here. The hatred of the Yuwen family towards you is greater than their kindness, why do you only remain loyal to them and not repay me?"

The young man raised his eyes and asked her, "Why don't you go back to Huaxu?"

Yuan Wuyou's eyes were firm:
"I want to take back what belongs to my family."

"I have something to protect, too. Apart from my uncle, I have already dedicated my life to other missions."

"What mission?"

"I'm not sure, I don't even know, if I can live to see that day."

Yuan Wuyou couldn't help but frown and said impatiently, "I hate keeping people in suspense. How can you be a traitor like Gao Changgong all the time, worrying about the country and the people and ready to die calmly at any time?"

Seeing that she was about to get angry again, the young man in black only stared at her with his deep eyes for a few seconds, then bowed his head and said in a cold voice:
"It's time to go, Your Highness."

I don’t know whether he was talking to himself or her, but Yuan Wuyou pulled Gao Yanzong away from him.

Only the young man in black was left standing there, watching the two people leave with gloomy eyes, then slowly raised his right hand.

At this moment, he wore a white jade ring on the middle finger of his scarred palm. It was sprinkled with gold powder and engraved with Qiang characters written in Chinese. Obviously, this was also a king's ring.