i'm just on honeymoon

There is a tradition in Dazhao. Since more than 400 years ago, as long as a new emperor succeeds to the throne, less than two years later, all his brothers and sisters will die one after another. Although the causes of death are different, the result is the same.Until Jian Yilin's generation, Shen Chong succeeded to the throne for three years. Although everyone else died, only the original body, Shen Yun, survived.

Lu Heng was sitting at the table, and Jian Yilin leaned into his ear and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you a secret."

"Well," Lu Heng directly hugged the person on his lap, "It's like hugging a baby."

Before Jian Yilin could finish speaking, he was changed, and leaned over again and said, "I'm actually not the emperor's younger brother."

Lu Heng hugged the man's hand for a while, "How do you know?"

Jian Yilin thought about it, and estimated: "It should be a memory when I was one year old. A group of people suddenly came to take Shen Yun away. The memory at that time is relatively vague, but now that I think about it, it should be taken to the palace. Afterwards, she changed to another person as a mother, of course, it may also be a prince living among the people, but the old emperor has never mentioned this matter. And if it is not my own brother, it can explain why I can still live until now."

Lu Heng nodded: "Does Shen Chong know about this?"

"I probably don't know. He never mentioned about Shen Yun himself, and no one thought that he would have memories of when he was one year old. As for whether the old emperor told Shen Chong, I don't know." Jian Yilin hesitated.

I don't know what's going on with this kind of royal secret for the time being, but there are still some things that need to be asked clearly, "What happened to that woman just now?" Lu Heng's body has only been in the capital for ten days. I guessed a thing or two from the scene, but I still don't know much about the deeds of the Seventh Prince.

Jian Yilin had no choice but to give a rough idea, Shen Yun is actually just a playboy, he idles around every day and doesn't think about making progress.But this has nothing to do with ordinary people.What is related is that since Shen Yun was eight years old, he would occasionally bring good-looking people back to his home, and he would always bring four or five of them a year. Basically, he would send people back in less than ten days, although he It doesn't do anything, but it's also kind of frustrating.

Lu Heng rubbed his chin, looked at Jian Yilin's small body: "Bring someone back, what can you do?"

Jian Yilin rolled his eyes at him, "Why are you so impure? You've said it all, just take a look, it's like adding a new scenery to your home."

Still dynamic.

Lu Heng clicked his tongue, "The Seventh Prince's hobbies are unique enough. By the way, you said you would send them back in a few days. Is there anyone here that you haven't sent back yet?" He suddenly thought.

Just as Jian Yilin was about to answer, someone outside had reported that Mr. Ning had asked to see him.

The two people in the room heard the words, Jian Yilin pointed to the door and whispered: "This one was not sent back."

Lu Heng: "..."

Jian Yilin got off him and opened the door.

Lu Heng also walked over to have a look, and the Seventh Prince's aesthetics was fine.Mr. Ning's name is Ning Xiu, he is Ning Shilang's son, he has a good family background, and he is also a good-looking talent. He is not the boy with a handsome face in Lu Heng's imagination, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he is quite masculine.

Ning Xiu bowed to Jian Yilin, and was about to speak when Jian Yilin interrupted him, "Young Master Ning, I'm very sorry for bringing you here these days, I will definitely come to make amends when I am free. I won't keep you here any longer."

He was about to close the door after he finished speaking, but Ning Xiu directly raised his hand to press the door frame: "My lord, I've been worrying too much. I've been very happy with my lord these days. If my lord doesn't dislike me, I'd like to stay in the mansion for a few more days."

Jian Yilin wanted to close the door, but his strength was no match for him, so he pushed twice and remained still.

A group of guards around saw that someone dared to challenge their lord openly, and they all consciously watched, because no one knew which of these people brought back would be the future princess. Although it was a man, the lord was not. The emperor, there is no requirement to have offspring. Besides, it is not a problem to marry a wife and concubines.

"Disgusted." It was Lu Heng who spoke, he pushed Ning Xiu away, pulled Jian Yilin past and closed the door directly.

Some of the people who were brought back just took it as a ten-day tour of the palace, and left after watching it.There are also some who want to stay and be princesses after seeing the magnificence of the royal family, but this Ning Xiu is a little more special. Jian Yilin concluded to Lu Heng: "He wants to suppress me."

Lu Heng was not calm now, he gritted his teeth and said, "How old are you, is he sick?" His face was very ferocious, and he didn't know whether he was judging Mr. Ning or telling himself what he said.

Jian Yilin just passed through and saw his body was very desperate. He could understand Lu Heng's furious state and wanted to kiss Lu Heng, but the reality could obviously be a little more desperate. Even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't reach it. To Lu Heng's neck.

Lu Heng looked at him helplessly, sat back on the chair and opened his arms to him: "Come here."

Jian Yilin sat on his lap and finally managed to kiss someone. After hesitating for a moment, he explained, "Ning Xiu's idea is actually not wrong. Marriage is early here. The third son of the prime minister's family is as old as me and has two wives. Already. Although I can’t do anything, at least I can cultivate feelings first.”

Lu Heng pressed his forehead against him, "The one who covets me won't do."

Jian Yilin quickly comforted him and said, "Yes, no."

Jian Yilin knew about the same things here, Lu Heng hugged him, feeling that the hand feeling was too different from the past, and whispered: "I'll tell you a secret too."

Jian Yilin rested her head on his chest: "Huh?"

"I'm a fake priest."

Jian Yilin was not surprised, "I guessed it. It is said that you are not the same as the national teacher. In my memory, the national teacher is very prestigious and has great abilities. I should be right."

Lu Heng shook his head and said: "That national teacher is considered to be a problem. Although I am not a Taoist priest, I am a god."

Jian Yilin felt a little dazed, looked up at Lu Heng, and asked uncertainly, "Is that... is... the kind of fairy I know?"

Lu Heng touched the top of his head and joked with a smile: "It should be, if our understanding of immortals is the same."

Lu Heng continued: "This is a world with immortals, demons, and demons. There are also people who cultivate immortals, like those monks and priests in the city, but most of them can't make it to the end. And most of the truly powerful ascetics They all live in seclusion deep in the mountains, unknown to the world."

So mortals know very little about that world, and what they can really see are only those who know a little bit of Taoism.To be more precise, it's not even half-baked, it's just a little superficial knowledge.

Jian Yilin's memories are only those 14 years of Shen Yun's. Now that he suddenly heard such a setting that broke the Three Views, he still couldn't understand, "Then are you a cultivator? Or are you in the sky?"

Lu Heng felt that this description was quite vivid, and said with a smile: "It was originally in the sky, but now it has come down."

"What are you doing down there?"

"I sensed that a big demon appeared nearby and came to eliminate it. But I can only know who is looking for it near the capital. That person must have hidden his aura. The magic power may not be inferior to mine. I don’t dare to find someone with great fanfare now, for fear of making him run away.”

Jian Yilin has successfully accepted the setting that her boyfriend is a god, and actively provided clues: "I think the national teacher is very suspicious. His abilities are much stronger than ordinary monks."

Lu Heng has not been here for a long time, and he doesn't know much about this so-called national teacher, but if that person is really capable, how can he not even predict such a trivial matter as dystocia.

Jian Yilin counted the days, "In half a month, there will be a ceremony to sacrifice to the sky. You can go and see it with your own eyes. If he is really a monster, he won't recognize you, right?"

Lu Heng: "Probably not, but we have all concealed it. If he can't recognize me, I can't recognize him either. But this sword should be able to."

Jian Yilin looked at Lu Heng's sword on the table, his eyes lit up: "Sacred weapon?"

Lu Heng smiled and nodded, "Well, much better than me. I'm a little fairy, but the person who gave me the sword is very humane."

"Then why didn't he come to eliminate the demon?"

"Everyone has their own duties, and Dazhao is only a small country, and the monsters only mess up this place, and most people don't care about it. I was originally a warm-hearted person, but now it seems that even if there are monsters, nothing has happened in this place. trouble."

The two stayed in the mansion for a day, during which Steward Song tried many times to persuade Jian Yilin to change his mind and arrange Lu Heng in another room.It's just that Jian Yilin is very determined.

"Then let the old slave and the Daoist together..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Yilin gently and firmly pushed him outside the door: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Steward Song and the closed door looked at each other for a while, ordered the people guarding the door to watch carefully, shook his head and left with a sigh.

Lu Heng, who was sleeping in Jian Yilin's bed in the house, saw that Jian Yilin wanted to take off the last layer of underwear, so he quickly beckoned him to the bed, "I can't take it off anymore."

The world of martial arts can also take things from a distance, but the feeling is still different from now.Jian Yilin seemed to appear on the bed in an instant. He felt the magic of mana for a second, and then looked at Lu Heng: "Why?"

Lu Heng stared at him: "I'm afraid I can't help but eat you."

"You're such a pervert, I'm still so young." Jian Yilin sighed, and then slipped into Lu Heng's arms happily.

Lu Heng smiled helplessly, "Go to sleep, or you won't grow taller, after all, you are still so young."

Jian Yilin snorted softly, and then looked up at Lu Heng: "The next door was originally my study, but depending on the housekeeper's attitude today, maybe it will be cleaned up for you tomorrow, can you come over at night?"

Lu Heng kissed the top of his hair: "Don't worry, I will still be able to penetrate the wall."

Jian Yilin felt relieved now, put one hand on Lu Heng's body and closed his eyes.

And Shen Chong, who lived in the palace, waved away the hidden guards who came to report.His good brother brought another person back home today.Since the day Shen Yun left the palace, he has sent someone to monitor his whereabouts every day, which has almost become a habit, but now he himself doesn't know if there is any point in doing so.

He walked to the desk, and there was a painting unfolded on the table. In the painting, a man in white was standing with his hands behind his back, floating out of the dust.Turning his head slightly, he could see a tear mole in the corner of his eye.

Shen Chong stared at the person in the painting with fascinated eyes.