Yang Kang didn't know that his appearance left an unsolvable mystery to the two women in the ancient tomb. At this moment, he was running wildly in the wind and snow, not daring to stop because he noticed something strange about his body.

Only three hours had passed since he left the royal carriage in the palace, but during these three hours he not only racked his brains, but also soaked in ice water, and his emotions were ups and downs. It can be said that he was exhausted physically and mentally.

He felt light and hot all over, he must be sick.

Because Bao Xiruo was frightened and depressed during her pregnancy, Yang Kang's health was not very good when he was young. Fortunately, there were various precious medicinal materials in the palace, and they were nursed back to health, and he gradually recovered. In the past few years, he had not been in good health.

I am sick, and I have become more energetic since I started practicing martial arts.

But the root of the disease from childhood is still there, it has been lurking, waiting for the opportunity, and now it has finally started to show up.

Although Yang Kang was dizzy, he still insisted on running forward. This was a wilderness. If he fainted here, he would be buried in heavy snow soon. In this kind of weather, he would freeze to death.

He could only gamble at this moment, betting that the palace's carriage would not continue towards Chang'an City because of the heavy snow. This was his only chance of survival.

He originally thought that he would spend a day or two, or even longer, in the ancient tomb, so he didn't let the carriage wait for him. Now that he thought about it, it was definitely a mistake. He also didn't expect that everything would happen so suddenly.

Stick to it, the hope of survival lies ahead.

Yang Kang ran in the wind and snow until he saw the light of fire ahead.

His guess was correct. The palace's carriage did not go far, but stopped on the side of the road. The two guards and Peng Lianhu were warming themselves by the fire and drinking strong wine next to the carriage.

Peng Lianhu's hearing was sharp. Even in the wind and snow, he still heard the sound of breathing not far away. He stood up in confusion and looked towards the sound. Who would go out on such a cold night?

A small figure ran over from far to near, gradually becoming clearer.

Peng Lianhu recognized the clothes at a glance. They were the clothes he had prepared for the young prince. He jumped into the wind and snow and stepped forward to meet them.

When Yang Kang saw Peng Lianhu's figure, he couldn't help but relax. Without checking, he fell on the snow. He was already exhausted and was holding on with just one breath. At this moment, he felt safe and could no longer hold on.

Peng Lianhu helped Yang Kang up, and immediately felt that his body was boiling hot. He quickly picked him up and returned to the fire, where he recognized that the child in women's clothing was Yang Kang. Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, the lively little prince actually got cold.

He asked two personal guards to prepare the carriage, and they would drive straight to Chang'an through the night.

Peng Lianhu carried Yang Kang to the carriage and tried to take off Yang Kang's clothes. The clothes were already frozen and hard, in stark contrast to his hot body.

But if he wanted to take off his clothes, he had to take off the box that Yang Kang was holding in his arms. Peng Lianhu tried hard to pull out the box. Yang Kang, who was already a little unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold chill in his eyes. Waiting

When it was Peng Lianhu, his eyes softened.

"This is what the father wants. No one is allowed to touch it. You keep it first." Yang Kang said coldly.

After saying that, he immediately passed out.

Peng Lianhu took out the box and looked at it curiously. It was just an ordinary wooden box, but the things inside were anything but ordinary. Think about it, something that would allow the young prince to take risks must involve a big secret.

He realized that he was involved in a big incident. Why did the young prince want to become a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect? Why did the young prince come to Zhongnan Mountain? Why did the young prince dress up as a woman?

Everything is just for the contents of this box.

This is what the Sixth Prince wants, and it must be related to national affairs. Peng Lianhu thought of Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect. Could it be that the secret of Wang Chongyang placed here?

Peng Lianhu, who was imagining things, was very curious, as if a cat was scratching him in his heart.

To watch or not to watch?

This is what the Sixth Prince wants. If he sees it, it may cause a huge disaster. But at this time, the young prince is already unconscious. No one knows whether he has seen it or not. It is just a glance. It is no big deal.

He put his hand on the box and prepared to open it.

Suddenly the carriage started shaking, and Yang Kang's body bumped to the side, groaning subconsciously, which startled Peng Lianhu. It turned out that the guards had already hitched the carriage and were ready to set off.

This move made him sober up. It was better not to know the secrets of these big shots. If one day he spilled the beans, he would be killed.

He put down the box, helped Yang Kang take off his clothes, wrapped Yang Kang's whole body in a clean blanket, and placed him on the soft chair of the carriage.

Amid the heavy snow, a carriage sped past.

In Chang'an City, Yelu Chucai hired the best doctor to treat Yang Kang. The doctor prescribed him medicine. This acute fever was not serious. There were no powerful antipyretics at this time, so he could only nurse him back to health slowly.

Sickness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread. There is nothing that can be done about it. But the winter solstice is approaching, and Yang Kang can no longer delay, so he can only take care of himself on the road.

Yelu Chucai sent another carriage and hired a doctor to accompany him, who could take care of Yang Kang's condition at all times.

Two carriages left from the east gate of Chang'an City. Yang Kang lay drowsily in the carriage, covered with a thick quilt. He seemed to vaguely hear a call from outside.

This was not his imagination, but the carriage almost hit a little girl just now. Fortunately, the man next to the little girl was quick and picked up the little girl's body, so no casualties were caused.

The royal guards who drove the carriage ignored these untouchables and continued on their way, even cursing in a low voice. It would be a pity for them to die if they alerted the young prince.

The man watched this luxurious carriage passing by and knew that it was probably a carriage belonging to a noble family and that he could not afford to offend him, so he took the little girl's hand and walked in the other direction.

"Father, that carriage is so disgusting," the little girl said angrily.

"Forget it, maybe they are in an emergency. Just be fine and don't run around again." The man said lovingly.

"My daughter knows." The little girl said obediently, "Father, where are we going?"

"The New Year is coming soon, and my adoptive father will take you home to celebrate the New Year." The man said in high spirits.

"Go home?" the little girl asked in confusion, "Where is our home?"

"There is a place called Niujia Village in the south of the Yangtze River." The man said with a longing look on his face, "It is a very beautiful place. Nianci will definitely like it."

Yang Kang, who was lying on the carriage, didn't know what he had just missed. His head was still a little dizzy and he didn't want to think about anything. He just held the box tightly.

In this way, one of them went north and the other went south, passing by each other.
Chapter completed!