It seemed like an order from Yuan Ga to capture him alive.
Therefore, they only laid siege and did not kill anyone no matter what. As time went by, the siege became even more difficult. Moreover, the third prince's bodyguards had been guarding him so closely that they could not kill him for a while.
Everyone seemed to have seen this - the Northern Army did not kill anyone.
Therefore, there is a slight hope in my heart - the hope of escape, I must escape.
The third prince also saw this clearly - he shouted loudly, got on his horse again, took Chang Shuo, and like chasing a chicken and a duck, he swept past the cadres of Northern troops blocking the way.
Then, the horse's hooves opened a gap and rushed forward.
Lin Xianfei saw her son rushing out of the gap. Her heart trembled. She held the prison car tightly and squatted down. She didn't know whether she was sad or happy.
He even forgot to persuade him to surrender - he was full of expectations, as long as his son escaped!
As long as he can escape.
Even Luojia watched helplessly as his son ran past him without making a sound - he couldn't speak, his mouth was numb, and all words had lost their power.
He didn't know what he was thinking - he also wanted his son to escape?
Not even on the run, but like when he was a child, on the Royal Hippodrome. This son has always been so competitive and must win - win!
He is looking forward to his victory!
That’s all!
Unfortunately, this is definitely not a horse race!
The psychic Taoist priest beside him sighed secretly.
Even if the Northern Emperor is his biological son after all. Even though he is not as favored as the prince, among the sons in the palace, apart from the prince, it is the third prince who receives the most attention from Luo Jia.
Dislike does not mean that he does not love him. Moreover, to a certain extent, he also admires this son. Especially the third prince's martial and aggressive Xianbei spirit.
So many years of love, and Concubine Lin Xian. This cannot be compared with other children.