Zhu Qizhen's loud laughter echoed indoors. Outside the room, Ha Ming and Yuan Bin, who heard the laughter, looked at each other, were confused, and didn't know what funny things had happened to his own Majesty.

The guards who came with Naren could only roll their eyes, but they did not dare to approach the inconspicuous house at all, because the last time a guard was too loyal and thought that Zhu Qizhen, a prisoner, had something to do with respect to the noble princess in his words and shouted.

As a result, the loyal guard escaped from the house with a terrible scolding by His Highness, who was always angry. Since then, every time His Highness visits, if Zhu Qizhen or the princess doesn't greet him, no one dares to come close to him and ask for trouble, and they all dodge far away.

Naren's move moved Zhu Qizhen, making Zhu Qizhen much lighter in his conversations with Naren. Otherwise, no matter how thick the joke was, Zhu Qizhen would never be able to say anything. After all, the identity of a prisoner of war was there, and the words were really to be heard by the two powerful figures who loved this princess Ruozhenbao. I don't know what kind of storm was going to cause.

"Brother Zhu, you frightened Naren, and you thought you were sick." Hearing Zhu Qizhen's happy smile, Naren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, patting the bulging ** and slapped Zhu Qizhen with anger. When Zhu Qizhen's hand patted her shoulders, Naren's figure froze, and she didn't know how to react in her head. However, Zhu Qizhen actually smiled on her own, which made Naren feel a little angry while breathing a sigh of relief. As for what she was angry, she was afraid that she couldn't figure it out and could not guess it.

Listening to the little girl's soft and sweet voice, coupled with her pretty face, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel a little swaying in her heart. She rubbed her nose concealedly, and then sat down again. "Sorry, I was so excited just now. I won't blame me, do you?"

"What can you do if you blame me?" Naren raised her hand and rubbed her shoulders that had just been photographed by Zhu Qizhen. She felt her face burning for no reason. Seeing Zhu Qizhen's puzzled gaze, she quickly changed the topic and said, "Brother Zhu hasn't answered my previous question yet."

Hearing this, the smile on Zhu Qizhen's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a rare loneliness and sadness. "If it weren't for my reason, why would my Ming Dynasty be wiped out? Since the failure of Mutu Fort was caused by me, then I should have the responsibility and obligation to rescue the Ming soldiers who survived by chance, so that they can return to their homeland and reunite with their parents and relatives. In this way, it can be regarded as a slight reduction in my guilt..."

Listening to Zhu Qizhen's slightly sad tone, Naren couldn't help feeling a little painful and tight. This Daming Emperor who, who was so humble and arrogant when he saw his brother, had never seen him lower his head, seemed so lonely at this moment. A trace of love and a feeling of wanting to wipe away the scars in Brother Zhu's heart was like a germination, and it sucked out tenaciously, and gradually began to breed...

"Although I have never wanted to face this reality, but when you mentioned it today, I realized that some problems are completely unavoidable. It is time for me, the unlucky Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, to go and see the Ming soldiers who were affected by me." Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath and stood up. This time, his backbone was still straight, just like the battle flag standing on the top of the Ming imperial capital.

Naren didn't want to squint his eyes, as if this would not be the golden radius that was scattered on him by the sunlight slanting into the room. "Brother Zhu wants to ask you to do a favor, okay?" Zhu Qizhen turned his head and showed Naren a smile that made her dazzling.

"The last general has seen the princess, and his majesty. I wonder where his majesty is going?" Seeing that Princess Naren and Zhu Qizhen did not say goodbye in the courtyard as usual, but walked towards the gate together, ** Erxun was stunned and quickly stepped forward.

"** Erson." Naren said bluntly: "This county mainly takes Brother Zhu out for a walk."

"This..." Seeing the expression on Princess Naren's face, ** Erson knew that he had a bad answer, and was afraid that the right and wrong would be picked up by the princess who was as fierce as a fire. In a second thought, he saw that Naren's face was slightly darker, and quickly said with a smile: "Since the princess has an order, the servants should obey it. I don't know where the princess wants to invite His Majesty to go for a trip, so we can prepare."

When Naren spit out the words "captives outside the city" from Naren's mouth, ** Erson's face froze.

Zhu Qizhen was secretly nervous, but she didn't show any of her face. Instead, Na Ren raised her eyebrows and said unhappily: "What, can't you?"

Seeing Naren's expression, Erson looked like a mouse seeing a cat, his head lowered a little bit, looked at Zhu Qizhen again with a smile, and couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, respectfully took the order, and turned to shout out the cavalry to prepare to set off. After all, this was his responsibility.

"Why are they so afraid of you?" Zhu Qizhen asked curiously.

What I received was Naren's slightly strange expression. Naren turned his head and said to Zhu Qizhen quite solemnly. "This is someone's secret, you are not allowed to inquire."

"Okay, since you said that, I promise I won't go and inquire." Zhu Qizhen saw that Naren was so nervous, so she was too lazy to ask more questions. Anyway, she was not his wife or girlfriend. Every woman had her own little secret, and it seemed that she was no exception.

There is no so-called prisoner-of-war camp in Washi, but almost all prisoners of war that have not been allocated or sold to the nobles of Washi are now concentrated in a small hill outside Shacheng City.

The area inside was about hundreds of acres of open land, with thousands of prisoners of war, but it didn't seem crowded. Naren's princess sign was indeed easy to use. When the generals of the Wasan army guarding the prisoner camp saw the princess camp, they did not dare to stop the princess at all, and directly put Zhu Qizhen and his group into the valley.

When he got closer and closer, looking at the broken camp tents, the withered and yellow faces, and the dead-sexy prisoners of war, and saw the listless Ming people, Zhu Qizhen felt that his heart was like a knife inserted into it, and it was squeezing hard inside, making his heart hurt. If these soldiers who died for the Ming Dynasty and China had not ended up like this because of themselves?

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