It's better to fall in love than seize the heir

The First Prince's complexion can no longer be described as ugly.

His face was ashen, and the porcelain cup in his hand was almost crushed.My contempt and contempt for Shen Jinghe's incompetence in chess just now, and my wanton ridicule for that shocking three-handed player, at this moment, it seems that they all turned into a huge slap, and slapped him heavily on the face.

The eldest prince flicked his sleeves and got up angrily, his unfriendly eyes swept over Shen Jinghe coldly, and then slid onto Shen Zhuoxuan.Although he was filled with resentment, he could neither openly repent at this time, nor accuse the fifth prince of being merciful on purpose - anyone with a discerning eye could see how fierce the battle was from the middle of the game to the end.Even if he sat opposite to Shen Jinghe himself, he might not be able to pass a few tricks under his hands.

"The Sixth Prince's chess skills are superb, but this hall has underestimated you. However, this hall still advises you, if you have time to study chess skills, you might as well spend more time on rectifying your servants!"

After saying that, with a cold snort, the eldest prince left Zhu Ting aggressively with a dark face, leading the courtiers around him.

Seeing that the fierce god was finally sent away, Shen Jinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly walked to Cheng Mo who was lying on the ground, frowning and inspecting his wound.Cheng Mo collapsed on the ground dying, his face was bruised and purple, and the corner of his mouth was also spat with blood.He looked at Shen Jinghe, and called out "Master" in a trembling voice, his expression still undecided in horror.

If Yi Chengmo's current injury is not treated in time, he might not last long.It's just obvious that the imperial doctor in the palace might not even pay attention to him, the newly promoted sixth prince, let alone treat a small eunuch's wound.

Shen Jinghe looked at the fifth prince, thought twice, and spoke with a little hesitation.

"Brother Wuhuang, do you know where in the palace you can heal Cheng Mo?"

Shen Zhuoxuan thought for a moment.

"Your little eunuch's name is Cheng Mo? If the palace servants usually have any headaches, go to the Taiping Museum to find a doctor to ask for some prescriptions. Right now, if you don't want to ask the left and right to carry him back to rest, I will let the palace servants Take my sign and invite a medical lady to come over and take a look, and you can let him wait in the palace with peace of mind."

After Shen Jinghe thanked him, his expression became more complicated.He has learned in his previous life that there is no kindness without reason in the world, and the people around him show kindness to him just because they want to get something else from him.It's just... what can he bring to him as the sixth prince who is struggling to even protect himself?

He struggled again and again, but finally he couldn't resist the strong curiosity in his heart. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the catalpa chessboard that had not been removed from the table, before speaking for a while.

"Brother Huang, your last move..."

Shen Zhuoxuan interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"If you lose, you lose. I don't like to find reasons for myself. What's more, I lost this game of chess, but I was convinced."

Shen Jinghe is also a smart person, after a moment of silence, he understood that Shen Zhuoxuan didn't want to talk about it.He pushed the boat smoothly and swallowed the rest of his thanks in his throat, and again earnestly bowed to the person in front of him.

No matter why the Fifth Prince helped him right now, he really accepted his kindness.

"It's really a blessing for me to meet Brother Huang in this sea-like deep palace."

Shen Zhuoxuan laughed loudly: "You don't know that this is not my luck?" He waved his hand again, ordered the left and right palace servants in a low voice, nodded with Shen Jinghe, turned around and left in the color of willows in the courtyard .

Shen Jinghe watched the white shirt gradually disappear around the corner, lowered his eyelashes, and the long and thick feather fans cast a row of shadows under his eyelids.

In his previous life, he was used to being with lies for a long time, and the number of times he told the truth was less than the number of lies, but what he said just now was what he really wanted to tell Shen Zhuoxuan.

Whether as a brother or as a friend, this rare kindness in such a big and deep palace really made him feel the warmth that he had not seen for a long time.

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When they returned to the side hall, the rest of the palace people were startled by Cheng Mo's tragic situation.Shen Jinghe ordered them to bring hot water to wipe off the blood on Cheng Mo's body first, and then sent someone to welcome the medical girl from the Taiping Pavilion into the hall to treat him.

After a lot of work, the wounds on Cheng Mo's body were finally treated roughly, and the medicinal materials sent by the Taiping Pavilion were boiled into a steaming medicinal soup under the order of the Fifth Prince.

Shen Jinghe took the medicinal soup with his own hands, pushed away the left and right palace people, and walked into Cheng Mo's resting room.

The light in the wing room was a little dim, and the fine dust was slowly dancing in the sunlight projected through the window lattice.Shen Jinghe stretched out his hand to brush away a thread of spider silk that was about to hang down on his shoulders, frowning and thinking, maybe it's time for him to think of a way to make a difference.

After being taken care of, Cheng Mo's face looked much better, and he finally had the strength to speak.When he saw Shen Jinghe walking into the wing, he subconsciously wanted to get up from the bed and salute regardless of his injuries.

Shen Jinghe stopped him with a wave of his hand, put the medicinal soup on the bedside within easy reach, sat down, and looked at Cheng Mo silently.Cheng Mo felt strangely uncomfortable when he saw him, he tilted his head, and said in a muffled voice like a mosquito.

"Master, it's all to blame...cough, it's all to blame for my lack of vision. There are so many places in the palace that I don't want to go, but I just want to break into Zhu Ting, and I've got you troubled by the First Prince for nothing."

Shen Jinghe finally moved his eyes away from his face, stared into the dark void of the room for a while, and said softly.

"It's not your fault, it's because I don't have the ability to protect you, and in the end I have to rely on the Fifth Prince to speak up."

When did Cheng Mo hear the sixth prince speak in such a tone, his face turned pale with shock, he struggled to sit up and tried to defend him.Shen Jinghe seemed to push him back on the couch impatiently, and continued what he had just said.

"Cheng Mo, I know that you are not willing to just be a prisoner next to a ruined prince, and you didn't really want to follow me at first. You have also seen that now I have no power, no status, and I am by my side Waiting, I don't know how many days it will take to survive..."

Cheng Mo listened in a daze as Shen Jinghe punctured his careful thoughts all the time, without the panic he imagined, his always flexible mind felt blank and dazed at this moment.

Shen Jinghe's words continued: "Originally, there are few talents around me. According to my temperament, I must try my best to hold you firmly in the palm of my hand. But now you are almost lost because of the eldest prince's hostility towards me. One life, but I can't do such a thing again, and I don't want to keep delaying you."

He paused, and gently put the wound medicine that he had just privately asked for from the medical girl beside Cheng Mo.

"From now on... you can do it for yourself. I won't hold you any longer. If you are interested in the palace of some empress, I can also ask the fifth prince to send you there, and I have the right to be a master and servant." Divide up."

Cheng Mo stared blankly at the figure of the sixth prince getting up and leaving, his heart was filled with inconceivable and vague disappointment.He felt that his head might not have been kicked by the eldest prince, it was obviously something he had been looking forward to all this time, he had already made up his mind early in the morning, and he just waited for the sixth prince to be coaxed and then took the opportunity to find another high place, but when After all this really happened, why did I feel so unspeakably bewildered?

He looked at the square table by the bed and thought to himself.

Do you really want to change a palace, change a master to serve again?However, which master would rather offend the hot-hot eldest prince in order to save the life of a servant, which master would personally bring medicinal soup to a wounded servant, and which master would be able to treat the wounded servant in front of him? Even in the face of endless humiliation and contempt, he is still amazed by his arrogance. People can't help but want to follow, and want to see how this little fluorescence will compete with the scorching sun and bright moon in the end?

"Your Highness Sixth..." Cheng Mo swallowed hard, spoke in a difficult voice, and stopped Shen Jinghe, who was only a short distance away from the door, "You know, slaves have always been good at digging around, staying here Having watched it in the palace for many years, I naturally understood what it means to send charcoal in the middle of a snowy day, and what is icing on the cake."

Shen Jinghe stopped, held on to the door, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Cheng Mo seemed to have made some decision, and his hesitant tone gradually became firmer as he uttered one word after another.

"I don't want to go to other empresses' palaces to make those dispensable flowers, so I might as well follow you to death, as a pot of charcoal fire in winter, and when it burns in spring, good days will come. You With extraordinary ambition and talent, this servant believes that sooner or later your day will be your first day. This servant can be regarded as picking up a future nobleman in advance. You can...don't let this servant wait too long? "

Shen Jinghe was a little moved at first, but after listening to the increasingly out-of-key words later, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You kid, even now you can make a joke, it's really embarrassing for you."

Seeing the smile on his face, Cheng Mo felt relieved, he had become a little closer to him unconsciously, and immediately replied boldly.

"The slave's words are sincere, but the master only treats them as a joke. Now the slave knows that no matter how painful these wounds are on the body, it is not as painful as the master you casually put on the slave's heart."

Shen Jinghe scoffed: "Look, I just got a beating, and now I'm kicking my nose and face again!" After finishing speaking, he pretended to be impatient and stepped out of the door, but he didn't forget to turn his head when he was done. Let me tell you something.

Half of his silhouette was hidden in the dimness of the wing room, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but there was an inexplicable aura that made people want to approach him involuntarily.

"Heal your injury as soon as possible. Although my side hall is not big, the general manager can't do it without a day."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo knew that the sixth prince had really decided to keep him.He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his aching body back on the bed, and stared at the bowl of decoction with a smile.