He came to the deepest part of the fort, and the door was closed, and Qin Lang kicked open. Cheng Qian lay in the hall with disheveled hair, wide robe, big sleeves, disheveled hair, and even his clothes were not tidy, just like the scholars and officials who used Wushisan in the Jin Dynasty.

Extremely decadent.

The door was kicked open, the sun shone in, and the wind blew in. Cheng Qian beat Leng Lin, opened his eyes, and was furious, "Who?"

"presumptuous!"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Lang had already waved his whip and whipped the prince.

As soon as the whip was whipped down, the prince's loose silk robe cracked, and a blood mark immediately appeared on the prince's back, which was so hot.

"Who dares to seek death?"

"Qin Lang!" Qin Lang finished angrily, then another whip, "Get up!"

Cheng Qian jumped up because of the thrust, hid aside, rubbed his drunken eyes, and saw Qin Lang, who was vicious and evil, and thought he was having a nightmare.

Qin Lang was stunned when he saw him, and then threw it over with another whip, slapped it, and thrust it on Chengqian's leg, which made Chengqian jump up.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Qian roared angrily.

"Look at what you are doing?" Qin Lang pointed at Cheng Qian with a horse whip and cursed, "Do you still look a little bit? Look at you now? How is it different from a useless man who is scattered and waiting to die?"

Cheng Qian was extremely angry, "It's all your business!"

Qin Lang raised his whip again, and Zhang Liang rushed up and hugged Qin Lang, "I can't do it."

"Get out of here, there is no business of you, otherwise you will be a waste!" Qin Lang scolded Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang's face was flushed.

Cheng Qian also blushed, "Zhang Liang, get out of here and let him suck. Today I want to see if Qin Lang has so much ability. Can he suck me here!"

Wei Chang and Liu Jiu watched it for a long time and then came up to persuade the fight.

Qin Lang's horse whip was taken away, and he still pointed at Cheng Qian's nose and cursed, "How good the queen is to you. Now she is seriously ill, so I hope you will go back to see you for the last time, but I sent people to invite you one after another. You're okay, just like a king, can't invite you. Do you still have parents in your eyes? Do you still have the Lord?"

"You fart, dare to curse my mother!"

"I'm cursing the queen? Ask these envoys from Luoyang, who dares to lie about the queen's illness? Who dares? Who can curse the queen, who will?"

"You are just injured by your legs, so you will not see anyone? You are shameless? You are still lucky. Which war is not a huge casualty. Compared to those who died in battle, what are you? At least you still have life! Many people are either dead or useless, you are just lame, and many people have lost their eyes, or their hands and feet, or they are gone!"

"You can still walk, jump, and ride a horse, but you're a little lame. What's there?"

Cheng Qian had red eyes, "Is it just a little lame?"

"I have fought so many battles, and the injuries on my body are no less than you. When you insisted on taking the risk of using troops, you must consider the consequences clearly. No matter what the result, you must accept him. This is your own choice. No one will force you. Even if you are not the prince, you will have to pursue your crimes. You insist on taking the risk of using troops, resulting in many unnecessary casualties. Following your 20,000 elite cavalry, 8,000 were killed in battle, more than 5,000 seriously injured and disabled, and in the end, more than 6,000 left, everyone was injured. Do you think you are a qualified general? Each of these Guanlong elite cavalry is a veteran of the rest of their lives, and they are the most precious soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. He lost so much in one battle. You are a prodigal boy, and you still have the face to complain about yourself. Give me a whip. I want to wake him up today!"

Qin Lang cursed without mercy.

"Come on!" Cheng Qian pulled his robe and patted his chest, shouting at Qin Lang with red eyes.

Qin Lang shook Zhang Liang away and rushed forward. Cheng Qian fought with Qin Lang without showing weakness.

Zhang Liang wanted to persuade the fight, but Wei Chang stopped him, "Don't hurt the prince by mistake."

Qin Lang didn't really beat Cheng Qian up. The two of them punched and punched Cheng Qian. Qin Lang tried to find Cheng Qian's thick skin and flesh. After a while, Cheng Qian was fucked to the ground by Qin Lang. Qin Lang took off his shoes and thrust Cheng Qian's butt more than a dozen times.

"This time I'm drawing it for the saint."

"This time I'm drawing for the queen."

"This is the time to draw for the soldiers on the battlefield who shouldn't have died."

"This time I'm smoking for myself..."

Half a day later, Cheng Qian was sobbed and cried.

"If you are still a man, please put away your tears. Don't cry like a woman. Get rid of it quickly. Now let me go back to Luoyang with me, hoping to see the queen for the last time, otherwise you will always be an unfilial son. You will regret it for life and feel guilty for the rest of your life!"

"My mother is really so sick?"

"Stop talking nonsense, leave quickly, hope it's still time."

Cheng Qian was red in his eyes and panicked.

"Impossible. When I met my mother last time, she was so good. She was still so young, in her thirties, and she was not a few years older than you."

"You don't know that the queen is angry. It was already very serious before moving to Luoyang. Didn't you save people and pray for the queen before?"

"But later my mother wrote to me that she was much more angry and asked me not to save people and return to the temples and other things that were exhausting people and hurt money."

"That was the queen who lied to you. You did all kinds of messy things under the name of praying for the queen, which will only make the queen even more sad. Not only will it not help the disease, it will disappoint the queen and be sad..."

Seeing Cheng Qian sitting on the ground in a daze, Qin Lang was angry and didn't beat him. He was so angry that he didn't care about that much. He took two steps forward and picked up Cheng Qian and walked out.

There is a lotus pond outside, but at this time there are no lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the pond, only half of the pond has residual water.

Qin Lang carried Chengqian to the pond and pressed his head into the water.

The water in March is still cold and warm.

Cheng Qian cleaned the cold water head and was instantly shocked.

"Are you awake?"

Chengqian gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Lang.

"Then wash it!"

After saying that, he pulled Chengqian's head down again. Chengqian struggled desperately in the water, shook his head and splashed countless water splashes. Zhang Liang and the generals of the hiking beside him were shocking, but none of them dared to come up.

They believed that Duke of Defense would not really hurt the prince.

Over the past period of time, everyone has been very dissatisfied with the prince's decadence, but they have sympathy for the prince's broken leg, so they are a little indulgent and helpless.

Now that we meet Duke Wei dealt with the prince like this, although we feel a little cruel, we feel inexplicably happy.

The prince just needs someone to deal with it like this, otherwise it will be too unbearable.

"Enough!"

Cheng Qian roared and snatched on the shore and gasped, "I'll go back with you!"

Qin Lang let go of Chengqian and "bath the prince and change his clothes."

Cheng Qian turned around and stared at Qin Lang fiercely, "No need, just take two clothes to alone, go and prepare the horse!"

In the afternoon, the sun was a little dazzling.

Cheng Qian wiped the cold water from his face, Zhang Liang took off his outer robe and handed it to Cheng Qian to wipe the water. However, Cheng Qian didn't take it at all. He took off his silk robe that had been pulled out by Qin Lang, wiped his hair a few times, and then seemed to feel unhappy, throwing down his clothes, and simply limped back to the pond and jumped down.

Zhang Liang panicked, "Your Highness, you can't do it."

Cheng Qian said angrily at him, "Get out of your mother, what's the name of a ghost? Do you think I can't think of throwing into the water and committing suicide? Just a little water will make people drown? Even if I can't think out of it, I can't commit suicide in this broken pond. Get out of your mother."

Zhang Liang made a fuss about it and retreated aside awkwardly, but did not leave.

Qin Lang just stood by the pond and looked coldly.

Someone quickly took Cheng Qian's clothes there. Cheng Qian just washed a few handfuls in the water, and soon came up, wiped the water off his body, took off his clothes naked in front of everyone, and then changed into clothes.

Qin Lang saw a big scar on Chengqian's leg, and the scar was still very new. The stitches on the battlefield were lying there ugly like a big centipede.

The prince put on his clothes and glared at Qin Lang, "Have you seen enough? Is it good?"

Qin Lang just said, "Let's go, can you still ride a horse, right? You can't ride a horse, I'll call you a carriage."

Cheng Qian glared at Qin Lang in shame and annoyed, "We can play one game!"

After leaving the fort for the first time in a few months, Chengqian stood there and didn't know what he was thinking. He was stunned for a moment and then turned over to the horse.

The posture of riding the horse was affected, but the prince refused to help him. He stepped on the stirrup and then waved the whip and drove out directly.

Qin Lang immediately rode his horse to catch up.

Cheng Qian was so angry that he kept whipping his horse and galloping wildly on the road. Qin Lang followed closely behind, Liu Jiu, Wei Chang, and a group of Luoyang envoys, as well as the prince Lu Ben, who was guarding him, also rode his horse and chased him wildly.

This run took two thousand miles, and it ran for seven days and seven nights, two more days than when Qin Lang came.

Chengqian and Qin Lang had never said a word on the road, and they were silent.

There was too much anger and dissatisfaction in the prince's eyes, and Qin Lang never apologized to him, and the two of them ran all the way to Chang'an.

Chang'an City did not enter. Chengqian learned from Xiao Yu and the others that the queen was indeed critically ill, so the horse kept running towards Luoyang.

From Chang'an to Luoyang, there are eight hundred miles.

Cheng Qian was so angry that he never stopped for a moment. He passed the post station on the way and changed his horse. He ran for a day and a night before reaching outside Luoyang City.

When they arrived at the city of Luoyang, everyone was almost separated. Many Luoyang envoys even left the team directly, leaving them hundreds of miles away.

Even the elite Lu Ben knights complained secretly.

Qin Lang even ran on the road for almost a month, from Kunzhou to Chang'an, Chang'an to Haiyan, Haiyan and Luoyang, and ran nearly nine thousand miles.

He was exhausted, but it was not in vain to bring the prince back to Luoyang.
Chapter completed!