Come on, Your Highness

Tonight, He Xichao originally planned to write out the opening notice of Yueshan Academy's public math class, and send it to the 84 successful applicants tomorrow.If you still have time, make a few more practice papers and prepare for the course.

But now he was lying on the bed, but he didn't want to move anything.

In Jiangzhou, he seemed to have forgotten what kind of grief he felt the night he separated from Xiao Hong.

But when I saw Xiao Hong who was resurrected from the dead on the small island, the joy and gratitude, as if the darkness was driven out by the light, and the feeling of regaining redemption was always remembered.

The most painful thing in life is not separation, but the death of the other party.

As long as you are alive, no matter how much you don't give up, the heartbreaking will always be diluted by time.

He Xichao looked back at the journey in his heart, the ignorant little liking, the slight care, with the deliberately indulged ambiguity and intimacy, it continued to heat up, until the two fell in love, opened their hearts and lungs, and accepted the love from the skin to gradually seep into the blood. Go deep into the heart, plunder the mind until it is unforgettable...

With such strong emotions, He Xichao once thought that he absolutely could not accept Xiao Hong leaving him, otherwise he would go crazy.

But now he finds that when reality forces him to overwhelm him, he still has reason.

In fact, this ending could have been foreseen a long time ago, no matter how reluctant he was, he subconsciously allowed himself to accept it slowly.

Maybe it will be sad, painful, and resentful, but it will eventually be let go and become the biggest regret in life.

Suddenly in the quiet darkness, a few muffled sounds came from behind the screen.

A wall separates two rooms, and there is a hidden door in the wall.

He Xichao sat up, facing the secret door behind the bathroom.

The knocking sound was repeated, neither slow nor urgent, and continued, as if he would not stop until he got a response from here.

He Xichao waited for a long time, and the voice continued to knock persistently.

The night is cold, even if there are charcoal basins around, it can still make people shiver.

Xiao Hong has always relied on his good health and high anger, so he wears as little clothes as he can, even if he does activities during the day, but he is easy to catch cold if he is so self-willed at night.

When He Xichao thought this way, he made a note of it, and the thought of worry kept lingering in his mind.

In the end, he got out of bed, kicked off his shoes, put on a piece of clothing, picked up the oil lamp on the table and walked towards the secret door.

The sound continued, and He Xichao pushed the screen in front of the hidden door slightly to the side, looked at the door, sighed lightly, and then knocked in response.

This time, the opponent finally stopped.

In the silence, there was a soft call: "Xi Chao."

"Ah."

"I can't sleep, I'm so sad." There was grievance and sadness in Xiao Hong's voice.

However, He Xichao didn't know how to comfort him, because he was also very sad.

"Xi Chao..."

"Xiao Hong, I have no regrets. No one is right or wrong about the tragedies created by the times."

Xiao Hong was about to cry: "Why do I hear that you have already made plans?"

He Xichao raised his hand, and gently placed it on the cold secret door. Under the dim light, there was endless sadness in his eyes, but his tone was calm as if he had no emotion: "When you get engaged, you will already be the prince. Yes. You are a born emperor, and you can go on the next road by yourself. I will find a place for myself, let us separate and calm down for a few years. It may be painful, or reluctant, but I believe that time can heal all fatal wounds Pain, I believe at that time, even if it is still sad, you and I can restrain it and let it go."

As he spoke, he pressed his forehead against the secret door, and the coldness penetrated his skin to calm his reason.

"I once said that there is no one who can't live without someone. When people are in a desperate situation, they can always find a way out for themselves. Even if we can't be a couple, we can become a monarch and minister who complement each other. I have devoted all my efforts to you , I hope you can be strong, stand up from the broken love, provoke the responsibility of your wife, children, and children, and become a generation of Mingjun, please don't let me down..."

He Xichao felt sad without saying a word, but he knew he could bear it.

Xiao Hong's voice over there has changed, and he seems to be holding back and said: "We agreed, we will never separate."

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise." Unconvinced tears fell down after all, He Xichao leaned his head, not daring to sniff his nose, not daring to breathe more, for fear that Xiao Hong, who was opposite him, would not be able to restrain his weakness.

But the sound of sobbing still came, but it was Xiao Hong who couldn't help crying first...

, in future generations, he has just grown up, and he is still a boy, not a man.

Cry, cry whatever you want, the louder you cry, the faster you will come out.

In this regard, He Xichao, who likes to put on airs, will never be able to compare with him.

He Xichao leaned against this secret door, sat down, listened to the crying sound coming from the opposite side, and silently wiped away the cold tears on his face.

For some reason, the sadness was still there, and his heart ached, but suddenly he felt very happy.

It is a very happy thing to have such a person who once put his sincerity in front of him completely, and to like him so much.

Xiao Hong had never been in a relationship before, but this time he was able to experience it vigorously, and it was considered complete.

Who still love each other?

Even in later generations, there are always a few who go to the end with their first love.

He Xichao sat on the ground, not knowing how he fell asleep in the end.

until waking up from bed the next day.

He opened his eyes and looked at the curtain on the top of the bed for a while, then suddenly got up and got out of bed, the sound alarmed the people waiting outside, and Xiao Xuanzi walked in immediately: "Master Xi Chao."

"Did His Highness come here last night?" He asked.

While helping He Xichao to change and wash, Xiao Xuanzi replied: "Yes, His Highness was worried, so he came in and took a look..."

As he spoke, he looked at He Xichao carefully, looking hesitant to speak.

"what happened?"

"Um... you fell asleep sitting on the ground last night, and His Highness went up to court with swollen eyes in the morning... I'm worried..." Xiao Xuanzi stammered, as if he wanted to ask but didn't dare.

He Xichao didn't answer, just said: "I'm hungry."

Xiao Xuanzi immediately said: "This servant will send someone to prepare immediately."

He was about to go out, but turned around again, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to He Xichao respectfully: "Your Highness ordered the servant to hand it to you when you wake up."

He Xichao was taken aback for a moment, and took it.

There was no signature on it, and when it was opened, it was a letter with only one sentence written.

"Xi Chao, I want to try again, don't give up."

Before he was in a daze, He Xichao remembered that during the Lantern Festival that year, Xiao Hong also said the same: Wait for me, let me work harder, okay?

He Xichao touched the soft paper and looked at the words written on it as neatly as possible, revealing the seriousness and persistence of the author.

He pursed his lips slightly, and said in a low voice like before: "Okay."

After He Xichao had finished his breakfast, he wrote up the course opening notice, asked Luo Li and several scholars to copy 84 copies, and sent people to the applicants according to the list.

As for the members of the Hanlin Academy, he took them directly.

To tell the truth, Yang Su and the others were still worried, each holding a paper in their hands, which was found by the Luo Li people and copied for them. There were standard answers on it, but they couldn't understand it.

Those who can enter the Hanlin Academy are naturally superior in terms of strategy and theory, but they can be counted, but they are really helpless.

As Xie Ge said, even if the humble family is willing to learn, there is no way to ask for advice.

After all, today's atmosphere does not pay attention to mathematics, and the teachers of mathematics in various colleges are only at this level, and they will not be able to do this paper in the end.

"Luo Li is the best in arithmetic, and I have received the true biography of Mr. He. I am going to visit him directly after I get off the office today and ask him for advice." Yang Su said.

Cheng Yulin then said: "I'll go with Brother Yang, Shu Xiu and we are all ready, do you want to come together?"

"Luo Li's family is not short of money in business, won't he look down on it?" A good man asked worriedly.

Another said: "No, none of the 12 of them are such profit-seeking people. I just heard that they are currently studying hard and preparing for the provincial examination next year. I'm afraid they have no time to give us advice."

"By the way, we are also the best among Jinshi, so we can guide each other!"

"But they are studying with Mr. He. How can we compare with Mr. He? Besides, they are members of the Royal Palace of England. Asking them for the church will not be suspected of probing the relationship?"

This year's Jinshi has just left the ranks of scholars, still innocent and straightforward, when a Hanlin came over and said with a sneer: "It has something to do with it, Yen Zifang is appreciated by Prince Shun's residence, not to mention this paper, "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" "The first ten chapters probably already understand most of them, right?"

Zhen Zifang was the second place in the last Chunwei. She has been in the Hanlin Academy for three years and has just been promoted to half a level from the seventh rank.

Originally, he was also a passionate young man who was not afraid of power and did not depend on others, but now he is getting closer to Prince Shun's Mansion, and this time he obviously got the help of the other party.

After he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, Cheng Yulin said: "It's not just him, do you remember Bai Quan? The fourth in the second class, just happened to be suppressed by Brother Ma and didn't enter the Imperial Academy. I was laughed at when I ran into him yesterday He didn't know how to praise him for a while, judging by his appearance, it seems that he is determined to win."

Yang Su looked at him: "Did Prince Li also look for you?"

Cheng Yulin nodded.

It's not that they don't know how to praise, they have just entered the officialdom, and they haven't seen the form clearly yet, how can they attach themselves?

What's more...they all looked at the vacant seat today in unison. It belonged to He Xichao who had taken a half-day leave.

I always feel that it is more promising to hang out with this master, don't you?

Speaking of which, everyone is not stupid.

"I don't know why His Majesty the King of England uses arithmetic to distinguish between good and bad. Maybe there are his considerations, but for me and other poor families, it is really too difficult! We can still use our shame to ask Luo Li and the others for advice." , but what about others, those who are in charge of the sixth department or other places, who are also full of expectations, where can they find someone to give advice?"

"Yeah, I've been studying "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" in my arms for the past few days. I spent four nights lighting up the lamp. Relying on my poor knowledge, I tried my best to figure out some things, but there are still too many things I don't understand. And I don’t even know what to talk about later on, so it’s going to take years and months to learn on my own!”

"I believe that the original intention of His Royal Highness to set up a scientific examination to select talents must be to give more people opportunities, but now... I'm afraid it will be cheaper for those... people with ulterior motives." After Yang Su said this, he won everyone's favor. agree.

Cheng Yulin thought for a while and said, "Master He is not here today, otherwise you can tell him. He is not only the person who wrote the question, but also someone trusted by His Highness the King of England. He will definitely be able to persuade His Highness to change the rules."

"Maybe we don't go to Luo Li's house today, why not go to the He residence and talk to Mr. He..."

Before one person's proposal was finished, he heard a doubt from behind: "What do you want to talk to me about?"