Ten years have passed, and the youngest son has grown up now.
Unfortunately, as he was still living as a hostage in the enemy country, Beiyao Kingdom seemed to have no intention of taking back the ninth prince. Naturally, Nanyi Kingdom also had no intention of taking back the prince sent to Beiyao Kingdom.
Since ancient times, emperors have had many heirs. On the continent of Karta, those who were sent as hostages to the enemy country usually had no chance to return home. They either died of depression, or committed suicide because they could not bear the humiliation and suffering of the enemy country, or war broke out.
He was tortured to death by the enemy.
What will be the fate of this Winged Prince?
The young man named Yu Wendi turned around, opened the curtain, and carefully helped Prince Yi down inside.
The snow-white clothes caught the eye first, followed closely by the long hair as black as jet jade. He walked out of the carriage with his head lowered, and his perfect side face made people tremble when they breathed.
The thin figure looked a bit frail. He stepped out of the carriage, took off his cloak, raised his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Search."
The breeze blows on my face, and the spring flowers and autumn moon cannot take away the elegant temperament.
Because her back was turned, she couldn't see what the man looked like. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked coldly at the back of the man with a thin figure and a gentle breath, like the breeze and the bright moon, like an immortal in the sky.
The warrior just looked at his sleeves symbolically and waved to let him go.
"Thank you." He said his thanks with the air of an elegant and noble young man, and then walked in slowly with Yu Wendi's support.
After the door was closed, calm returned to the outside of the hostage house, with patrolling soldiers coming and going, meticulously.
There was nothing to see, so Huang Beiyue could only turn around and leave. Although she was a little curious about the person who played the piano last night, the treatment of this hostage in Nanyi Country would not be very good, so she still didn't want to go and give it to him.
He's causing trouble.
The piano and flute ensemble last night was something she would never forget for the rest of her life. There was a lonely heart hidden in the ethereal and melodious sound of the piano.
If given the chance, she looks forward to playing a song with him again.
In the Proton Mansion with the door closed, Feng Lianyi took a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at the closed door.
The eyes that were gentle and restrained just now were cold and cold now, with a hint of evil and fierceness in their glistening eyes.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Yu Wendi is not as impulsive and irritable as he is in front of the warriors outside. He is calm and collected, with the air of a general!
"It's okay." Feng Lianyi shook his head, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a soft smile.
Yu Wendi was startled. His Highness never smiled when no one was around, and he never smiled so softly, which made him feel a little cold.
Feng Lianyi withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
Yu Wendi said: "There will be a banquet in the palace tomorrow, and the post has been sent as usual. Will Your Highness attend?"
Although he is a proton, in Nanyi Kingdom, banquets of all sizes will still send posts here. Several dignitaries in Nanyi Kingdom admire His Highness's character, talent and learning. Therefore, during the ten years of being a proton, His Highness
I also met a lot of people.
His Highness will occasionally attend banquets held in the palace or by some nobles.
It's just that His Highness has been suffering from a bit of wind and cold in the past two days and is not feeling well, so he will probably turn it down.
"I heard that there is a nine-star summoner in Nanyi Kingdom who is as powerful as Prince Zhanye. The summoned beast is the Ice Spirit Phantom Bird, one of the 'Five Spirits'. I also want to meet such a master."
