the sky will be bright

The groom waited loyally at the foot of the mountain for a whole night, and then saw the little prince being dragged towards him by Chang Sheng.The two were dressed in rags, obviously they had encountered something, they couldn't help opening their mouths, and murmured "miracles, miracles".

After Changsheng got into the car, he passed out.Wei Canglan clutched his chest, also feeling a dull pain.

The carriage bumped on the road, although it was uncomfortable, but at least I felt that I was still alive.Looking at the sunset outside the car again, Wei Canglan felt in a daze that he was just having a startled dream.

The little prince, who had disappeared for two days, returned to the palace, and was immediately carried into the bedroom in panic by everyone, preparing to heal his injuries.Wei Canglan turned around to wake up the companion who was also seriously injured, but saw that the other party had already opened his eyes and was staring directly at him without saying a word.

Wei Canglan immediately understood, his eyebrows were knotted, he pondered for a while, and then told others: "Take care of Changsheng Haosheng, don't be negligent."

Since that guy still wants to keep pretending to be dumb, there's nothing wrong with following his wishes.

After the doctor's diagnosis, it was found that Wei Canglan only suffered some flesh injuries, but Changsheng had two broken ribs.Wei Canglan stood beside the sleeping Changsheng's bed, a little incredulous.

When Changsheng finally recovered enough to get out of bed and walk around, it was already seven days later.

The hotter weather scorched the ground until it became blurred, and the whole palace was like a mirage floating out of the water.The bandages on Changsheng's shoulders had not been removed, so he was so hot that he had to wear his coat halfway, revealing half of his chest.

The young maid in the mansion accidentally met her, and she couldn't help covering her eyes in shame—Changsheng is not too young, a 14-year-old boy, despite his stunted growth, still has the slightest bit of masculinity.

Chang Sheng bit his lower lip embarrassingly, trying to escape the heat in a cool place where no one would see him.

After much deliberation, he still walked to Wei Canglan's study.

Wei Canglan, who was reading a book, saw him appearing suddenly, so he subconsciously put away the book, the embarrassment flashing across his face was fortunately not seen by the other party.

"How's the injury?" He spoke first.

Changsheng shook his head, indicating that there was no big problem.

Wei Canglan curled his lips, but without laughing, he pushed the bowl of Qingbuliang on his table over: "Drink it."

Changsheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the little prince had completely changed his attitude towards him.However, he was not polite, and took another look, seeing that the other party's attitude was indeed normal, so he drank the soup boldly.

Staring at him eating soup, Wei Canglan frowned slightly.Although he ate and drank well here, this guy's body was still not much stronger than when he first came here, but his height had increased slightly.

How can such a person withstand the catastrophe?

Wei Canglan flipped through the booklet on the desk irritably, trying to divert his attention from the text he had just read in the book.

It's not that the teacher never mentioned the method of replacing the dead ghost.It's just that he never believed that there would be people in the world willing to die for themselves.The guy in front of him who is doing anything just to survive doesn't even have to think about it.

But why did Baihu still bring up this matter in front of him, so that he couldn't help but search for such ancient books when he came back, but the answer he got was still the same:

The other party must be willing.

Wei Canglan raised his eyes, observed Changsheng with a strange expression, and suddenly said, "You...why are you so persistent in wanting to live?"

Chang Sheng, who was about to swallow the last dregs of the soup, turned to look at him with a look of "why do you ask me?"

"Speak, no one can come in and out here except you." Let him come in and out at will, not so that he can rush over to help at any time.

"..." Swallowing the last sip of soup, Changsheng replied unwillingly: "Who wants to die? But they all died anyway. Before they died, they told me to live."

Wei Canglan was stunned.

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Chang Sheng took his own book and went to the side to continue studying.After this incident, Changsheng understands that if he wants to live by the little prince's side, he has to keep working hard.

Wei Canglan, who was stunned for a long time, took out the book from the drawer and put it back on the shelf.

...Eh, they seem to have forgotten something?

The palace is working as usual.The little prince only entered the palace on the day of the great heat, and got together with the empress dowager, and never went out again.

Changsheng's swordsmanship became more and more decent.The subconscious desire to survive was so strong that the sword he swung always carried an invincible aura, which even scared off many guards who were not very skilled.

When Wei Canglan passed by the garden, he saw the smug smile on the opponent's face, snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword from the waist of the guard beside him, and suddenly inserted it into it, forcing the guard who was training with him to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the smile on Chang Sheng's face disappeared completely, and after two moves, the sword was chopped and flew aside, and the young man who fell to the ground was ashamed and annoyed, and never dared to say a disrespectful word.

Slightly raising his chin and looking down at the little prince who was reading with him, he evoked a contemptuous smile, which easily shattered the self-confidence that the other party had finally built up.

Tsk tsk, seeing him pretending to be dumb and enduring too much will really become addictive.Wei Canglan withdrew his sword, thinking to himself.

In addition to boxing skills, Changsheng also gradually became a scholar. Wei Canglan began to teach him the gossip of the Book of Changes, but he really couldn't understand it, so he had to force him to memorize it by rote.After going on like this, Chang Sheng actually started counting his fate secretly with the servants behind his back.

When a servant of the mansion came back from the outside, pointed to the big bag on his head and said to others, if he knew that today he should listen to Changsheng's words, if he didn't go there, he wouldn't suffer such a bloody disaster, the God of Longevity counted it The name immediately spread throughout the palace.From a long time ago, the servants who secretly hoped that the little prince who was proficient in gossip would tell his own fate, all moved to the Longevity Room one after another.All of a sudden, the companion room was bustling with activity.

Wei Canglan heard about it inadvertently, so he "inadvertently" passed by Changsheng's room one day.Just happened to bump into a servant running out with a life sign written by Changsheng, he took a look at it unceremoniously, and sneered. "This hexagram is [-]% accurate, but the interpretation of the sign is messy, and it won't help you if you follow it."

On the second day, Changsheng's room returned to its former tranquility.Poor Changsheng suffered several blank stares for no reason in a short period of time.

Biting his lower lip and wrinkling his face, the young man squatted by the well in the back garden. When no one was around, he plunged his face into the well and yelled, "Wei Canglan, you little brat!"

Turning around, Wei Canglan was standing behind him with a smile. "If you want people not to know, unless you do nothing yourself."

...Why is he so miserable?

The author has something to say: ==Oops, I wouldn't really write him 30 words. . .scratching head