After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Chapter 77

Shao Guan naturally liked it.

After so much experience, he has long understood that as long as he can spend his whole life with two beloved people like ordinary people, it is already a rare thing.

"Just taking advantage of this hunting, Your Highness can tell me what happened before you came to Jiayuguan."

Murong Xing protected Shao and closed the horse. In front of Xia Tong and many personal guards, the boy's movements were well-behaved, but his voice was so cold that there was a hint of a smile.

Immediately, he disregarded the difference between the monarch and his subjects, got on the horse, brushed one hand over Shao Guan's waist, and grabbed the reins.

He explained in a dignified manner: "Your Highness forgives my sins, but I have not recovered from my injury, so I can only wrong Your Highness and my minister to ride together."

The expressions of the two people, one was unapologetic and the other was unaffected.

Xia Tong knew a thing or two about his heir and His Royal Highness, and he was afraid that other people in the camp would see something, so he urged him like an old lady.

"My lord, it's getting late. After nightfall, there are many beasts and hungry wolves in the mountains and forests. You have to come back before sunset!"

The horseshoes stepped on the slightly cold and hard mountain road and disappeared deep in a coniferous forest.

Shao Guan felt the distinct temperature of the chest pressed against his back. Although Murong Xing didn't speak, he knew that he was waiting for him to take the initiative to explain.

Just opening his mouth, he still instinctively wanted to lie, wanted to hide those pains, and just wanted Murong Xing to remember his joy at the moment.

"Before coming here... Actually, there is nothing to say."

"I saw the letter you sent, and there was a rubbing of the Jiayuguan station on the letter paper, so I guessed that you must have something to hide from me."

"Then I handed over the matter of disaster relief in central Sichuan to my trusted ministers, and hurried back to Chang'an City."

Murong Xing turned his face slightly, lowered his eyes, stared at the flickering eyelashes of the boy in his arms, and said calmly.

"Guan'er doesn't want to tell me next time, after returning to Chang'an, His Majesty told you about the secret decree, and agreed that you came to the northwest to save me."

The voice was so gentle that it seemed to be saying something very ordinary, but the coolness hidden in it made Shao Caring tighten his mouth.

His voice stuck in his throat, and he couldn't continue.

The dark green and dark yellow branches and leaves sieve mottled light and shadows, which are reflected on the mountain so beautifully that it dazzles the eye.

Murong Xing reined in the reins, controlled the horse to stop, and gently covered Shao Guan's cold cheeks that were blown by the cold wind with his palms.

"It's my fault... There are so many things I have to hide from His Highness, so His Highness will lie to me now."

He sighed, his voice somewhat helpless and cold.

"In Chang'an, did His Majesty punish you? Did you come to Jiayuguan secretly, and the handwritten letter Xia Tong brought...was something you wrote before the seal of the prince was taken back by His Majesty?"

Originally planning to bite to death what he swallowed, but Murong Xing said it softly in such a hoarse voice, it made the corners of Shao Guan's eyes a little red.

"Father, he...knows about us. He forbids me to come and imprison me in an abandoned palace, where he is guarded day and night."

"It was Xia Tong who secretly contacted a few old people from the East Palace and set fire to the palace. That's why I took advantage of the chaos and left Chang'an and headed north."

Murong Xing stared at him deeply: "Then how did you get the injury on your Highness's neck?"

Shao Guan subconsciously raised his hand to touch the scar.

"I originally thought that since I couldn't even come to the northwest to save you, I might as well force my father to die. I made this wound myself with a sword, but it looks terrible, but in fact..."

"Actually, Your Highness doesn't need to hide it from me."

Murong Xing lightly interrupted Shao Guan's words, looking at the young man's pale face from the cold wind.

"Other people, if they want their husband to love him, they always talk about how much they have been wronged and suffered."

"How come you won't act like a baby when you get to Guan'er?"

Even though he knew that Murong Xing would deliberately put on a cold face to scare him every time he wanted to coax him to tell the truth, but seeing the gentle look on the young man's face at this moment, Shao Guan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

Although the smile is shallow, it is as eye-catching as plum blossoms in winter.

"Because someone else's family is afraid that their husband will not love him."

"But I'm different...Even if I sit at home every day, eating delicious food and drinking spicy food, you still worry about this and that."

"I don't need to use those grievances to ask for your love."

"Isn't it?"

Seeing that Murong Xing's long and narrow phoenix eyes were no longer covered with thin ice, Shao Guan pondered his tone, his voice soft and waxy.

"I promise, I won't lie to you next time—the one who promised to take me hunting, so far I haven't caught a wild rabbit. I'm a little hungry."

Sure enough, Murong Xing's attention was quickly attracted by the last sentence.

"Okay, Your Highness is here to rest for a while, I'm going to gather some firewood and bring some hares over."

Murong Xing carefully inspected the surroundings, he was reluctant to ask Shao Guan to accompany him to ride a horse and blow the wind, but he was a little worried about leaving him here alone.

He couldn't help but ordered with some hesitation: "I'll be back in about half an hour... I left a signal flare, if something happens, His Highness will fire it out with a bow and crossbow, and I'll come back as soon as I see it..."

Shao Guan was a little funny.

"Look, what I just said, even if I'm here well, you still have to worry—this place is in Jiayuguan, and we're not too deep into the forest, so you don't have to worry about me."

The midday sun rarely brought some warmth, and the cold wind blowing against the face was mixed with the fragrance of pine branches, blowing the robes of the young man with the longbow rustling.

With the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air, a hare fell down in the grass.

Murong Xing was thinking about Shaoguan in his heart, so he didn't dare to stay too far away, he shot two hares, which was almost enough to feed the two of them, so he put away his bow and arrows and hurried back.

"Your Highness?"

Following the sign all the way to the resting place near Shaoguan, Murong Xing called out.

The jungle was quiet, only the rustling of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves, and no one responded.

"Your Highness!?"

Murong Xing reined in the reins, he didn't bother to fasten the horse, and walked over quickly.

The boy who had been resting on the huge boulder at the side had long since disappeared. Only the crossbow left behind was placed under the boulder.

There were no unfamiliar horseshoe prints or footprints on the surrounding land, and there was no blood after any struggle.

Murong Xing's phoenix eyes were as dark as burning flames, and the panic of hurting and being wronged by his loved ones too many times swept through his mind in an instant.

While riding his horse, he searched around in the surrounding jungle, comforting himself that maybe Shao Guan just left to fetch water from the river.

On the other hand, he was worried that some unscrupulous person would rob Shaoguan, and he didn't dare to call out his name for fear of scaring the snake away.

The thin sunlight exhausted the temperature little by little, and the sky darkened.

Dark clouds gathered on the top of the mountain, as if it was about to rain.

In the northwestern frontier, there are few rains throughout the year. The winter rain fell, and the cold water stains wet Murong Xing's face. The young man seemed to have just realized that it was raining.

The rain will cover up all traces.

He can't find anyone now, and after this rain, there will be no traces left on the land of the mountains and forests.

As if feeling the owner's anxiety, the war horse galloped fast, looping around the forest and bushes, the horse's mane was wet by the rain, and the places where it ran left mud pits with splashes of water.

I walked through the same jungle countless times, and the fine rain mixed with a few sounds from the side.

Murong Xing was stunned for a moment, stopped his horse, and listened attentively, only then did he realize that it was a low sobbing sound.

A rocky cave in the mountain was completely covered by coniferous forests, with moss and vines growing wildly. If one hadn't looked closely, one wouldn't have found such a cave.

The black robe dripped water, and the jade-colored face was drenched by the rain. He pushed aside the vines and walked in by groping the cold stone wall little by little.

"What...who?"

The clear voice with a crying voice seemed to be extremely wronged and frightened, intermittent.

Murong Xing's tensed heartstrings loosened at first, and then his heart ached again.

Based on the dim light in the cave, he saw the young man curled up in a corner, hugging his knees and buried his head in tears.

Fortunately, it has all beards and tails, and there are no injuries.

Murong Xing knew that this was his eight-year-old little highness.

"it's me."

He walked over quickly, squatted down, and was afraid that the wet clothes on his body would touch Shaoguan, so he didn't get too close, but his voice was gentle and hoarse.

"Does your Highness remember me?"

The young man who lowered his head and was crying in fear had red eyes, sobbed and raised his face, when he saw him, he was like a frightened cub, crying "wow".

"Brother Xing...it's so dark here, I'm so scared..."

"Gu, Gu..." The more he cried, the more aggrieved he became, his voice was so soft that he couldn't even understand what he said, "Gu, I woke up from a nap at noon, and I'm in the mountain, there's no one around, and you're not here..."

Murong Xing wiped the young man's tears with his hands, and didn't dislike the young man rubbing his snot and tears on his hands at all.

"Okay, okay, it's okay. It's my brother's fault, leaving His Highness alone in the mountain."

"Your Highness has been wronged, brother is here, don't cry, be good."

Shao Guan was terrified, and he didn't care about Xingshi's questioning, so he stretched out his hand limply, wanting Murong Xing to hug him.

While breathing in a low voice, he blinked his peach blossom eyes moist with moisture, and pursed his mouth.

"But, but, Gu is here waiting for you to find Gu. After waiting for you for so long, you still haven't come!"

"Why did you come here... Have you forgotten Gu?"

"How could brother forget His Highness?"

He hesitated for a moment, then took off his soaked outer robe, but fortunately, his middle coat was still dry and warm, he hugged her into his arms, and patted his back to coax him.

"It's just that my brother has been looking for His Highness outside all afternoon, but he didn't find it here... My brother was afraid that His Highness would be robbed by bad guys, so he didn't dare to call His Highness."

"If Your Highness is angry, you can punish me when you get back, okay?"

"I don't want it." Shao closed his eyes, nestled in Murong Xing's arms, and muttered, "My brother's clothes were soaked by the rain...Since my brother hasn't forgotten Gu, Gu doesn't blame you."