I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 40 She Lived in History (1)

Ye Si Bai sat softly next to Fu Qi, tilted his head, and leaned on Fu Qi's shoulder to catch up on sleep.

I don't know why, but when he got close to Fu Qi, Ye Si Bai always felt very secure in his heart.

That feeling came from the soul, as if he had relied on Fu Qi so long ago.

Gradually, he began to want to rely on this little facial paralysis, and kept getting closer...

"Xiaoqi, call me when you arrive." Ye Sibai yawned, rubbed against her shoulder like a big cat, and soon fell asleep.

Fu Qi had a cold face, clenched and relaxed the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

I kept trying to persuade myself that this is the hope of [-] million people, and it is difficult to clean up the mess if it is slaughtered.

The speed of the bus is 30KM. Throwing this guy off the moving bus will cause severe concussion and skull fracture...

If the Second Highness takes this opportunity to intervene, there will be a complicated political struggle in Kuran, which will cause chaos in the international political arena...

Therefore, for the sake of the common people in the world, Fu Qi resisted the urge to take Ye Sibai's head off.

Leaning on the shoulder of his little roommate, Ye Sibai slept peacefully all the way, and even had a rare sweet dream.

In the dream, there are green mountains, green waters, fragrant flowers and plants, small farmhouses, and piglets in pigpens...

……

Nandu City is one of the important battlefields of the War of Independence a hundred years ago. There are many remains of the battlefield, covering an extremely large area. It is one of the important historical heritages of the entire Kuran Kingdom.

When Fu Qi got off the bus, the desolate wind of history was blowing in his face, and the majestic and majestic gate of the museum came into view.

The past is vivid in my mind, and looking back is a hundred years.

"Everyone visit the photo and video gallery, the cultural relics gallery, the ruins gallery, and the experience gallery in order. Note that the ruins gallery is very dusty. Remember to wear a mask and don't damage the cultural relics." Principal Han raised his voice and ordered loudly.

"Yes, principal."

As the future successor of the country, Ye Sibai is very interested in the history of Kuran Kingdom, and is about to stride into the photo gallery.

Fu Qi immediately chased after him and said, "Follow me closely."

There are too many people here, and it is not too safe.Fu Qi needs to ensure Ye Si Bai's safety at all times and avoid unnecessary troubles.

Ye Sibai raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile: "I know. I won't leave you."

This cute little roommate is unwilling to be separated from him even to visit a museum...

Fu Qi glanced at him coolly, narcissism is a disease that can be cured.

The two walked into the photo gallery side by side, where there are pictures of Kuran Kingdom in the past 200 years.

After thousands of years of civilization, the Kuran nation has gradually entered the monument of modernization.The yellowed old photos tell the story of a century of vicissitudes of change, turmoil and tranquility.

Fu Qi stopped in the photo display cabinet of the Revolutionary War with calm eyes.

Here are all the photos of the War of Independence, including soldiers, common people, royal family, beacon fire, blood and tears...

The woman holding the baby crawled forward under the gunfire, her face was covered with blood, and the child slept peacefully in her arms;
The soldier arrested by Frant kneels on the ground facing beheading, his eyes are proud and unruly;
Countless civilians in ragged clothes were driven into the big pit, about to be burned by cruel fire;

The soldiers in the fire pit, more than half of their bodies were blown to pieces, and the flag of Kuran was still clutched in their bloody hands...

This is a history of suffering and a history of struggle for a nation.

Fu Qi stood in front of the display cabinet, silent.

Ye Sibai beside him also fell silent.The shock brought by these photos is enough to make people silent.

　Fu Qi: I really live in history...

　　Ye Sibai: How old... are you?
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　　Today I am going back to my hometown for the New Year... Hey, I am exhausted... (*) I don't want to talk...

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(End of this chapter)