in the ancient last days

"Brother Wang, I heard that you are not feeling well, but are you feeling better now?"

On the second day when he went to the court, everyone looked at His Royal Highness the King of Chu who finally appeared on the court.

With bright or dark eyes, they all wanted to see what the king of Chu was trying to sell.

It was the first time in his life to go to court, and Chu Zhao was still a little uncomfortable.

He raised his head slightly, trying to see the emperor's face on the high platform, but he only saw a blur.

The young emperor's imposing manner was extraordinary, under the bright yellow crown, his face looked like a mosaic.

"???"

The corner of Chu Zhao's mouth twitched, what's going on... There will also be bugs in the illusion?

The emperor asked about Brother Wang's body in a warm voice. Chu Zhao's blank expression did not know who's nerve he touched, and the other party snorted coldly.

"I think the King of Chu is happy to miss Shu in the mansion, how could he have the heart to think about the affairs of the court?"

Chu Zhao turned his head and saw a tall and slender man a few steps away. His side face was cold, his pink lips were tightly pressed, and the upper half of his face with a silver face looked back. His cold eyes collided with him. .

"Jing Ling." Chu Zhao lost his voice for a moment, and couldn't help murmuring these two words.

There's no way he'd admit it wrong, this silver mask was worn by Jing Ling!

The courtiers gasped.

The man suddenly became ashamed and angry, and shook his sleeves angrily: "This is the court, please respect the King of Chu!"

"You are clearly..." Chu Zhao wanted to say something, but the emperor on the high seat coughed lightly and said, "Brother Wang, what's the matter, let's talk to General Jing after the court."

There seemed to be ten thousand orange balls flying past in his heart, Chu Zhao froze in place, Jing, General Jing?Could it be...

Go far away on the battlefield, and seal the little bamboo horse who will return to the court with the body of twin children!

"True love" is the illusion?Chu Zhao's head was lumpy, his heart was in a mess, and his eyes were unconsciously staring at the back of the person in front of him.

Burned by the scorching gaze, Jing Ling's hands gradually clenched into fists, and the base of his ears turned red.

This idiot!

Everyone in the court: "..." They all shut up, not daring to touch the fate of the general who held the military power, and could only silently lament the rotten peach blossoms of the King of Chu.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the emperor was silent for a while: "..."

The empathetic little eunuch hurriedly yelled: "Play if you have something to do, and leave the court if there is nothing to do!!"

"Congratulations to the Emperor—"

After the court, although Chu Zhao didn't know what was going on, subconsciously he didn't want to let the other party go, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man's hand: "Jing Ling."

The man's hands were warm, different from the pampered boudoirs. The palms were covered with rough sword calluses. When touched by his fingers, he shuddered instantly.

Then a word came from between the gritted teeth: "Chu, Wang, what are you going to do?"

The civil servants and military generals passing by saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out, and they hurried away, fearing that they would be caught by the rest of the two. It spread among the courtiers.

this head.

Chu Zhao clasped his hand, stuttering for the first time: "You, can you let me see your face...?"

As a result, as soon as the words fell, the eyes of the person in front of him dimmed suddenly, and the blood on his face also lost color.

After a while, a sneer came out of his mouth: "Why, didn't my good brother satisfy you at home? His Royal Highness Chu Wang wants to see my disfigured face?"

"You disfigured?"

Jing Ling's face turned pale as if he had been stabbed by a knife, and he flung his hand away: "Get lost!"

"Go back and find your princess, find your charming beauty!!"

Turning around and striding away angrily, Chu Zhao watched the person's back from behind, completely speechless.

【system? 】

There was no response from the system, and he had already escaped.

Thinking of the big wave of twin women with the same face in the backyard, Chu Zhao had a headache and felt powerless...

"call."

Let him gather his thoughts.

Concubine: Shuanger, pregnant, completely unresisting of Tuantuan's name, and very similar in personality.

General: Shuang'er, mask, and sword calluses scattered on the palm of his hand, and it looks like he has the deepest affection for him.

——So, who is the phantom eye?

Jingxi, or Jingling?

While thinking about it, he went back to the mansion, Chu Zhao didn't hide his expression, his brows were tightly frowned, his sad eyes made Jingxi feel uncomfortable seeing him, his lips gradually pursed, and his voice was cold: "Did you see him?"

"What." Chu Zhao raised his eyes but did not react.

"Go to the General's Mansion if you want, I won't stop you."

Clutching her stomach and getting up, Jing Xi disappeared into the house with the help of the waiter, leaving behind a table of cold food waiting for her.

Chu Zhao: "..." I'm really going crazy this time.

Seeing the host sitting by the pond, it was a winter day, but he looked like he was thinking about life during the dog days. The system that lied about repairing it finally found his conscience, and said weakly: [Host, are you okay? 】

Chu Zhao was expressionless: [What are you talking about. 】

[If we don't want to give up, think about it, life doesn't have to be love.Now that you have a family, a son, and a lover, these things are just a beautiful scenery on the road of pursuing power. 】

【roll】

[The host, you continue] Well-intentioned comments were sprayed, the system sneered twice, disappeared and no longer responded to Chu Zhao.Based on the urine nature of this illusion, it does not believe that the host can succeed, it waits for the host to fail after the time is over, and fishes people out of the illusion.

Chu Zhao pressed his brows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, isn't it just illusion eyes?One can't tell the difference, can't two?

He decided to give up all plans ABC, and then adopt a new plan. He didn't believe that Shuang'er, the master of the illusion, would really let him fall in love with others.

Before that, he needs to make sure of one thing.

.....

"Mom, who's in there?"

"Oh, hey, that's an indomitable nobleman, Xue'er, I know you've always been upright, but as long as you can serve that one well, you don't have to worry about wealth, wealth, food and clothing! Go ahead, perform well, and fight for it!" Get the blue eyes of the noble people inside."

With excitement in her eyes, Xue Er, who had put on makeup, opened the curtain and walked out.

Chu Zhao took a sip of tea, and saw that the scene on the stage had begun. The little actor performing was weak and boneless, dancing on the stage with a slender waist, and kept winking at him on the way.

After the dance, the person came to him slowly.

"His Royal Highness Chu..."

The other party had a small mole between his eyebrows, and he was a twin. Chu Zhao couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he realized this. It seemed that the people in Meiyuan knew his "preferences" very well.Smiling casually, he picked up the teacup to avoid the little opera singer's concealed and approaching hand, and looked towards the door covertly, one, two, three...

"Bang!!" The door was kicked open with a bang.

Sure enough, Chu Zhao curled his lips.

Turning around lazily, he didn't care even if Jing Ling grabbed his shoulder angrily when he rushed up.

"Chu Zhao, you!" Jing Ling was extremely angry, seeing the coquettishly dressed actor out of the corner of his eye, he was even more angry: "Get out!!"

The title of Great General might scare a three-year-old into tears, but the little actor shrank his shoulders in fright, turned around and ran away.

Jing Ling turned his head to stare at Chu Zhao, with suppressed anger on his face, as if he wanted to ask a teacher for a crime.

"Just being so ugly can get you out of the house?"

Chu Zhao snorted and rubbed his face against the opponent's palm without any fear: "You rushed over so soon after hearing the news? You really care about me."

Jing Ling panicked, and subconsciously waved his hands to leave, but was hugged back by Chu Zhao: "Don't leave."

"You did it on purpose!" Jing Ling gritted his teeth and finally realized that this was Chu Zhao's trick to lure the snake out of the hole.

"Yes, I did it on purpose." The scorching breath sprayed on his ear, staring at the bright red mole behind the right ear, Chu Zhao's eyes deepened: "I want to take a good look at you."

With a hook of his fingertips, he took off the monotonous silver mask, revealing the face underneath.

When the cover was suddenly taken off, Jing Ling's eyes suddenly became panicked, and he no longer had the arrogant anger before.

"No, give it back to me! Don't look..."

Holding his hand, Chu Zhao wiped the hideous burn under his eyes with his fingertips, and after a while, his lips moved: "...So you haven't forgotten."

You have always cared about everything between us.

Jing Ling's face was pale. The hideous wound left on the battlefield has always been his pain. He had prepared to wear a mask for the rest of his life and never show it to others. Now he was gently touching the wound on his cheek, inch by inch. It started to feel hot, stinging and hot, making his eye sockets feel hot for no reason.

The look in Chu Zhao's eyes made him both uncomfortable and happy.

"Don't look at it, it's ugly." The hand with the rough callus scratched it in confusion, and when Chu Zhao touched it, Jing Xi flinched back.

Chu Zhao kissed and smiled: "Not ugly." He lowered his head to untie the other party's belt, and as expected, he saw a small flower that was exactly the same as Jing Xi's and grew on his chest. It was so pale that it was almost invisible, beautiful and strange.

During this period, the vicious general kept shaking the chair handle with his hand, neither speaking nor resisting.

It's really you.

Chu Zhao had mixed emotions for a while, when did his sweetheart become so good at playing?A bloody drama between a brother and a man in a sadistic relationship... He remembered that the other party didn't like to read scripts, so Ye Ling must have spoiled it.

(Ye Ling who was forced to take the blame: ?? Meow Meow)

Trying to think about who led Zhou Jing down, suddenly the world spun, Chu Zhao blinked, and found that his position had changed instantly.

Now the burnt eyes are covering him, looking down at him with dark eyes.

"Okay, you still want your brother after taking up your brother, don't you?"

Chu Zhao was speechless for a while, who is to blame?The next moment, Shuang'er in front of her lowered her head, covered her lips, and kissed him, while fiercely undoing her belt.

"It's really cheap for you."

—————Separation line for adults—————

......

In the end, the prince was sent back to the mansion by the general.

After getting out of the carriage, Chu Zhao was held back by Jing Ling, and lazily kissed the corner of his mouth: "I'll find you next time."

The placket was wide open, without any concealment of the fiery traces just left.

After half pushing and half pushing, Chu Zhao, who had done a scene in Meiyuan, was still a little confused. After being kissed, he felt that something was wrong. He turned his head and saw the expressionless princess standing at the gate of the mansion.

"Tch." With a sneer, Jing Ling didn't intend to let go of Chu Zhao's hand, and looked back provocatively.

He is no longer the cowardly Shuang'er who was robbed of his husband and was too weak to do anything. Now that he is in control of the military, he has already broken with the Jing family and has nothing to fear.

"Be well at home, I will see you in a few days."

Kissing the corner of Chu Zhao's mouth, Jing Ling glanced at the indifferent Jing Xi, turned around, got in the car and left.

Even though they were all the same person, Chu Zhao felt inexplicably guilty about being out of the wall, lowered his head and got out of the carriage, and remained silent.

"Where did he kiss you?" Jing Xi stared at Chu Zhao, seeing that he was silent, a flash of anger flashed across his eyes.

The next moment, Chu Zhao was pulled by a force, and Jingxi, in front of all the servants in the mansion, pulled his chin and kissed him as if swearing sovereignty, and said word by word: "He, Hugh, think."

Shuang'er's face was cold, and after the kiss, she turned pale and covered her stomach.

His heart skipped a beat, Chu Zhao hurriedly supported his waist: "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

"You are in the mansion these few days, you are not allowed to go out to see him." Jing Xi held his hand tightly.

"This." Chu Zhao hesitated.

"Are you in a difficult situation?" Jing Xi turned his lips pale. Sure enough, the other party still loves his elder brother the most, and he thought he was deceiving himself and others when he thought he was good to him?

Finally realizing the pain of the dilemma, Chu Zhao said that he didn't want the blessing of Qiren at all.

"Okay, I just don't go out."

Jingxi still clasped his hand tightly, as if he felt very insecure, but Chu Zhao had no choice but to send him back to the yard himself.

Sadly, he didn't know that the fierce battle between the Jing family brothers was seen in front of the palace, and the news spread immediately.

The people in the capital didn't think too much of the excitement, gloated and made a bet on whether the princess would win or the general would win. The news was so loud that even the palace knew about it, and the emperor sent Eunuch Liang to express his condolences.

So Chu Zhao hurriedly packed his bags and went to the palace.

The fire at the gate of the city affected the fish in the pond, not to mention that he was still in the center of the storm, not to mention how miserable the past few days were, he needed to enter the palace quickly to avoid the limelight.

"Brother Wang hasn't entered the palace for many days to help me with official business." The emperor, who couldn't see his face clearly, coughed twice, and there was a stack of tall memorials in front of the table.

With Chu Zhao's good eyesight, he could see that these memorials were all confidential and important state affairs. The emperor had been so defenseless all this time to let him write the memorials?No wonder he will raise the ambition of the king of Chu.

But Chu Zhao is still very grateful to the other party for saving him from the fire and water.

So he sat down and obediently helped the emperor deal with these government affairs.He didn't know much about some state affairs, so he asked the other party directly. The emperor didn't seem particularly surprised, coughed a few times weakly, and pointed him out one by one.

After reviewing a few books independently, Chu Zhao became more and more handy, and within a short time, all these memorials were processed.

Seeing this, the emperor behind the table sighed with emotion: "When my father was alive, I have always cared about Brother Wang very much. If Brother Wang sat in this seat, he must be more competent than me."

Chu Zhao was not sure what he meant, was it a test?still....

"The emperor was joking."

The emperor was silent: "Brother Wang, just think I'm joking." Instead, he asked, "I heard that the princess is pregnant?"

What do you mean? Chu Zhao was instantly on guard. He knew that the emperor was in poor health, and he hadn't released anything since he had been on the throne for three years. Could it be that he was thinking about his son?No, it's very likely that it's Tuantuan—don't think about adoption!

"I suddenly remembered that there was still something to do at home, so I left first."

Chu Zhao hurriedly turned and left.

In the empty hall, the emperor stared at the disappearing back of the man, his eyes were deep, and he sighed for a while.

"Azhao..."

The author has something to say: QAQ has been chasing after a good-looking article recently, and finally caught up to chapter 55, and my wife actually said that she wanted to write Gongbeilun!The genuine subject still wants to go to a group p party without telling the truth? ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Woke up in the middle of the night.

The shadow in my heart...is so big.

ps: The real question is still Weibo.