565 Father and Son Meet Again, Confessing the Truth (1)

The old man, who did not react at all, opened his eyes. Uh he left the manor? Asura was not very gentle and casually hung him on a tree branch. The old man hung pitifully, unable to go up or down. However, the view here was not bad. He could see most of the Queen Manor. The scenery in the Queen Manor was beautiful and the night was charming. He admired it.

The tree branch took the weight it shouldn't have and finally couldn't take it anymore. It broke with a crack.

The old man fell down without any resistance. Fortunately, he did not fall to the ground directly. A carriage sped past and he fell onto the horse's back. It cushioned the fall before rolling to the ground.

It was so late at night, but there was not a single pedestrian on the street. How could the coachman have expected a person to fall from the sky?

The horse was also frightened and let out a hiss. The coachman instinctively reined in and brought the carriage to a halt.

What happened? The person in the carriage asked.

The coachman said, Prince Consort, a person fell from the sky and bumped into our horse!

The Prince Consort lifted the curtain and looked at the old man by the roadside. Hurry up and see how he's doing.

Yes, Prince Consort! The coachman jumped down.

The old man was dizzy from the collision and had a big bump on his forehead. The coachman walked over and realized that it was an old man. He became even more worried. Even a young boy could not withstand that attack just now. Could he have died from the collision?

In all honesty, he had tried his best to see the way. He really didn't bump into him. However, if someone died, this life would be blamed on him and the Prince Consort. Just as the coachman was shocked, the old man suddenly gasped. The coachman was so frightened that he almost knelt on the spot!

Help, help me. The old man saw the young man beside him and handed him his hand.

It's, it's a living person, right? The coachman reached out with a trembling hand and quickly touched the back of his hand. He only helped the other party sit up when it was warm.

After sitting up, the old man's breathing became much easier.

Is he alright? The Prince Consort asked.

Pri- The coachman was about to call him Prince Consort when he remembered that the Prince Consort was traveling incognito and did not want anyone to know his identity, so he said, Master, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

The Prince Consort lifted the curtain even more and looked at the old man. Old man, where are you staying? I'll send you to the medical center first and inform your family.

The old man waved his hand. There's no need to go to the medical center. Send me back directly.

The Queen Manor was far from the Helian Manor. He would not arrive tomorrow with his old legs.

The Prince Consort thought for a while. Why don't we find a nearby medical center on the way back?

I have a doctor at home, the old man said.

In that case, please get in the carriage, the Prince Consort said politely.

Ah, he actually let a dirty old man ride in the same carriage as the Prince Consort. The coachman was a little unwilling, but even eight horses could not change the Prince Consort's decision.

The coachman could only politely invite the old man into the carriage.

The coachman was originally someone planted by the Queen in front of the Prince Consort. However, after so many years, he had long treated the Prince Consort as his true master. He would not disobey the Prince Consort's orders, nor would he expose things that he should not expose.

However, he would also consider his own safety. For example, the Prince Consort had once been to the Helian Manor and seen a certain young master. When the Queen warned him not to say it, he really did not say it.

Of course, it was not that he was afraid of death, but there was no point in saying some things. The worst outcome was that he was chased away. If another coachman came, he might not be as loyal to the Prince Consort.

Sit tight. The carriage is leaving. Where are you going? The coachman asked.

Helian Manor, the old man said.

The coachman's expression froze. The Prince Consort also paused. The coachman said, Why don't you go back first, Master? I I'll send the old man off myself.

The Queen Manor was right in front of him. The Prince Consort could get out of the carriage and walk back. There was no need to make this trip, but for some reason, the Prince Consort wanted to go.

No, said the Prince Consort.

The coachman had no choice but to brace himself and drive the carriage to the Helian Manor.

The old man pressed his swollen head. He was indeed stunned from the fall. He did not even have the mood to carefully size up the man in front of him. Although he had never seen this Prince Consort of Nanzhao, it should not be difficult to guess his identity when he looked at the position where he appeared and the mask on his face.