I rely on learning to dominate the entertainment industry [Ancient wear today]

Things were as Fu Tingshen expected, in the next few nights, he still had continuous dreams every night.

In the first two days, the crown prince and the national teacher didn't meet much, and every time they met, they just greeted each other, which was very indifferent.

Take one of them as an example, when the crown prince came out of the imperial study, he happened to meet Mr. Guo Shi who was oncoming.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is well." The National Teacher nodded to the Crown Prince very coldly.

"The national teacher is well." The crown prince also nodded to the national teacher indifferently.

Then the two walked side by side and left in opposite directions.

"Your Highness..." The little eunuch who was following the crown prince was a little embarrassed when he saw this situation, and hesitated to speak.

"Say." The Crown Prince didn't even move his brows, letting the little eunuch speak directly.

"It's inappropriate for you to be so indifferent to the Master of the State Teacher." The little eunuch thought for a while before opening his mouth.

This little eunuch grew up with the crown prince, and was a confidant who served in front of the crown prince since he was a child.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I wouldn't say such a sentence at the risk of disrespect.

"Why is it inappropriate?" The crown prince didn't take the little eunuch's words seriously.

"Master Guoshi has a very high reputation in Nanyuan Kingdom, and in the future, he will need the help of Mr. Guoshi for divination and asking the heavens." The little eunuch persuaded him carefully.

It's not just about divination and asking the sky, it's almost always necessary to ask the opinion of the National Teacher's Office first, when it's as small as a marriage, or as big as an expedition.

Asking about good and bad luck, counting good times, and giving birth in peace... Which one is missing the shadow of the National Teacher's Mansion?

The crown prince's disagreement with the national teacher may shake the foundation of Nanyuan Kingdom.

"This is now, not necessarily in the future!" The crown prince seemed a little unhappy, and said such a sentence.

"What?" The little eunuch didn't think about it for a while, did His Highness reconcile what he said?

"It's nothing." At this time, the crown prince also felt that what he said just now was a little slip of the tongue, but fortunately, he was surrounded by his own people, so he just opened this page directly.

Then the crown prince led the people straight to the East Palace.

Seeing all this, Fu Tingshen just wanted to grab the so-called crown prince by the collar and beat up this ignorant man.

The little guy in his family is so good, why should he look down on him?

Forget it, being so indifferent to the little guy also made him unable to look at the little guy more in his dreams.

If it weren't for him being just a bystander in the door, and he could only see the point of view of this bullshit crown prince, Fu Tingshen really wanted to stay by the teacher's side all the time.

Time passed quickly in the dream, and the situation in the palace was unpredictable. In a short time, Nanyuan Kingdom responded to the prediction of the national teacher——

"The hexagrams are vicious, and Nanyuan is under attack from the front and back, and there is fear of chaos."

There was a war at the border, and the generals guarding the border were not capable enough, and they retreated steadily.

The crown prince was ordered to lead the army to conquer in person.

On the day the crown prince left the city, the emperor personally went out of the city to see him off, and besides that, the national teacher was also among them.

At the moment of departure, Fu Ting could hear a conversation between the national teacher and the attendant beside him in a daze——

"My lord." The attendant raised his eyes and looked at the national teacher standing half a step in front of him.

"Huh?" The national teacher tilted his head slightly, indicating that the attendant could speak directly if he had something to say.

"A few days ago, didn't you make a divination for His Highness the Crown Prince?" the attendant asked cautiously, his clasped hands were covered with cold sweat, and his expression was very disturbed.

"It's a divination, but our Crown Prince, you don't believe in these rumors of strange powers and gods." The national teacher admitted it very frankly, but when he said the second half of the sentence, there was a little irony in his words.

Looking at the back of the crown prince going away, the expression on his face was a bit complicated.

Like pity, like pity...

For a moment, Fu Tingshen couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind.

Soon, the national teacher withdrew his gaze, turned and left.

In a deep trance, Fu Ting seemed to be able to whisper the words "has nothing to do with me", and gradually disappeared in the cold wind.

Later, Fu Tingshen's perspective returned to the crown prince.

He watched the crown prince rushing towards the border day and night without sleep, saw the crown prince boosting morale at the border, and watched the crown prince killing the enemy on the battlefield...

The fallen corpses piled up more and more, the ground was covered with thick bloodstains, and there seemed to be a stench in the air...

"Little uncle, what's the matter with you?" Li Xingchen's dazed voice sounded in Fu Tingshen's ear, with a faintness that had not yet woken up, and a little softer.

At this time, Fu Tingshen realized that he had left the dreamland at some point.

He even somewhat forgot when he woke up from the dream.

If it weren't for Li Xingchen's question, he would still be immersed in the feeling of killing people on the battlefield.

"It's nothing, I had a dream," Fu Ting replied in a low voice, suppressing the thoughts in his heart, and glanced at the clock on the bedside table, "It's still early, go to sleep."

It was only five o'clock in the morning, even if Li Xingchen went to bed early and woke up early, this time was a bit earlier.

Not to mention that the little guy's schedule has become a little less regular these days.

Li Xingchen, who was originally troubled and was about to fall asleep in a daze, woke up instantly when he heard "dream".

"What dream?" subconsciously asked.

It's no wonder that Li Xingchen had such thoughts. After seeing the small notes in the study, Li Xingchen was no less sensitive to the word "dream" than Fu Tingshen.

"...It's nothing, I've forgotten it." For some reason, Fu Ting subconsciously concealed it.

"That's it, then go to sleep." Li Xingchen did not doubt him, because from the previous notes, it seemed that it was normal for the little uncle to forget what happened in his dream after waking up.

"Ah."

Feeling the sleeping little guy next to him, Fu Ting, who was about to get up and get out of bed, lay back down again without even thinking about it, stretched out his hand, and took the little guy into his arms directly.

Perhaps it was Li Xingchen who fell into a deep sleep that affected Fu Tingshen. Not long after he lay down, Fu Tingshen also fell into sleep.

Only this time, I didn't dream of any scenes again.

When the two woke up again, the sky was already bright.

"This kind of life seems a little too decadent?" Li Xingchen raised his hand to block his eyes, feeling the sunlight coming in from the window.

"No, if you want, you can be more decadent." Fu Ting took a deep look at the time, and it was only less than nine o'clock, what kind of decadence?

Some students can't wait to sleep until noon after the exam.

"Huh? If I really become decadent, you still have to dislike me?" Putting his arms down, the Master of the National Teacher rolled on the spot and looked at the man who was changing clothes.

"Don't worry, it won't." After buttoning the last button, Fu Ting took possession of him and rubbed the little guy's head.

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, but Li Xingchen's face still had a trace of drowsiness, coupled with this messy hairstyle, he looked lazy and sexy.

Coupled with the fact that she has been arguing with Fu Ting for the past few days, there seems to be a sensuality all over her body, which makes people's hearts flutter.

Naturally, it also aroused some small thoughts of Fu Tingshen, rubbing his head was not enough, and in the end he just attached himself to the little guy's lips and kissed him.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet!" Feeling the man's series of movements, the National Teacher touched his lips, a little annoyed.

"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Fu Tingshen said indifferently, perhaps because he just stole a piece of incense, the corners of his lips began to rise wildly.

"Do you dare to dislike trying it?" Li Xingchen hummed in a low voice, quite arrogant and unscrupulous.

"Breakfast is ready, don't forget to eat it later..." Fu Tingshen paid no attention to Li Xingchen's "warning", showing a doting expression, and whispered orders.

At the same time, he did not forget to pick up the watch on the side, put it on his wrist, and pulled off the tie on the side.

Before he started to move, he felt a pull from the other end of the tie. Looking along the tie, he could see a slender and fair hand, which was Li Xingchen.

Fu Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, and loosened the tie in his hand very simply. What is the little guy trying to do?

"I'll help you." Li Xingchen got up and sat on the bed, and began to study the tie in his hand.

Since Li Xingchen offered it, Fu Tingshen would naturally not refuse.

It's just that Li Xingchen who was sitting on the bed was much shorter than Fu Tingshen, so Fu Tingshen simply bent down and waited for Li Xingchen's movements.

Putting the tie on the uncle's neck casually, Li Xingchen realized that the action of the uncle might be a bit uncomfortable.

Reaching out and pushing Fu Tingshen's shoulder, the man straightened his upper body, and then got up and knelt on the bed.

It's about the same height now.

Li Xingchen also learned how to wear a tie when he played Forensic Doctor Bo in "Seven Days".

It's just that calling yourself and calling someone else is a bit different.

So after tying, untying, and repeating it twice, the tie can barely be seen.

"Okay!" Li Xingchen quietly let out a sigh of relief as he stretched out his hands to tidy up, with a feeling of "you're done".

But soon, Li Xingchen discovered that this time the tie could be seen, but it seemed a little crooked?

"Um...how about you take it apart yourself?" Li Xingchen felt a little embarrassed as he watched the man observe the tie in the mirror.

Who would have known that he, the majestic national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom, would be Waterloo in such a matter as wearing a tie?

"No, it's pretty." Reaching out to hold the little guy's hand that was about to take off the bow tie, Fu Tingshen refused.

It was the first time for the little guy to tie him a tie, let alone a crooked one, even if he tied a bow tie, he would gladly accept it!

After Fu Tingshen said this, Li Xingchen naturally wouldn't force it. After looking at it, it wasn't very obvious that it was crooked, so he finally took his hand back.

In the end, the famous Fu Qiye went out with this crooked tie that didn't match his temperament and identity.

Li Xingchen looked at Fu Tingshen's back and fell into deep thought:

Although Fu Tingshen said that he had forgotten the content of the dream, Li Xingchen still had some puzzlement in his eyes.

A few days ago, Li Xingchen didn't notice the changes in Fu Tingshen immediately because he was tired of being with Fu Tingshen all day long. Last night, while he was half asleep and half awake, he noticed something was wrong.

At that time, Fu Tingshen was full of hostility, and after he asked aloud, there was an imperceptible sternness in his tone.

After waking up just now, Li Xingchen took a closer look. At this time, the aura on the little uncle's body seemed to be a bit close to the appearance of His Majesty when he was weak?

Did you remember this, or did you not remember it?

If not, why did the little uncle have such a change?

If so... why did the little uncle hide it from him?