Huaigui

The matter with Gao Jing failed to escape Gao Hong's eyes and ears. Although Mingyue had no intention of concealing it, he had just returned to the mansion, and before he had time to report it, when he was called to the main hall of the palace, he saw Lu Yi standing next to him.

Lu Yi's expression was as usual, without squinting, she only nodded slightly when Mingyue saluted him.

With Lu Yi's attitude, he immediately understood the whole story.

Gao Hong didn't like them contacting outsiders privately, even if the other party was a prince.Mingyue thought that according to King Yu's unpredictable and moody personality, he must be locked up in the firewood room for a few more days.Unexpectedly, Gao Hong asked him about the cause and effect, and when he said that he didn't know Gao Jing, he laughed and said, "Very good."

As for the good news, Gao Hong didn't say anything, let alone Mingyue.

Walking through the main hall, Mingyue was brought back to the hut where Lu Yi lived.He wanted to secretly ask King Yu's attitude many times, but he, Lu Yi, looked relaxed, and he didn't give him any instructions, let alone punish him, so maybe his mind was all right.After all, in these aspects, Mingyue is pure-hearted and doesn't understand the intricate relationship of the royal family. She only said that she saved His Royal Highness once, and King Yu would not blame her.

For the next few days, he trained and rested as before, and when he was free, he shut himself in the room and tried to enter meditation.

Martial arts practice is like relief to him, and also like venting. There are more rules on weekdays, and only at this moment can he experience a little freedom—Mingyue does not yearn for freedom, this word is too extravagant, he doesn't even have a self.

But if you give him a chance...

Mingyue opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

A month later, Mingyue confronted Murong Yun in the school field.The young man was nimble, and after dozens of rounds, he grabbed the gap and pointed his long sword at Murong Yun's throat, barely stopping at a mere distance away.

Lu Yi, who was watching the battle, said hello.

The guards of the palace in dark clothes hurried over and said something in Lu Yi's ear. The young man straightened his face, coughed a few times, and swallowed all his smile: "He Lan, come here!"

The tip of the sword flicked, and a white light like snow flashed for a moment. Mingyue put the sword back into its sheath, bowed scribbledly to Murong Yun, and then ran to Lu Yi's side.He stood still, his long black hair like a waterfall was bundled up, not as formally braided as usual, his face was sweating profusely, his cheeks were reddish, his paleness was taken off by accident, and he showed vitality in line with his age .

Lu Yi looked him up and down: "Go change your clothes, wipe your face, the prince told you to go to the main hall."

Mingyue was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't dare to be negligent, and after she complied, she followed her advice.

Urging his guards to follow him, when he just fastened his belt, he went to the main hall without touching his feet.Mingyue was even more puzzled, but strangely not panicked at all.

Thinking about it later, he always thought that people had a sense of it, and knew that it was not a bad person who came—but it was not a good person either.

The atmosphere in the main hall is pleasant, and the spring is bright and beautiful. The dancer is wearing a bright dress, and the willow waist is very beautiful.Surrounded by a few armor-piercing warriors waiting in formation, Gao Hong was originally seated at the top, but this day he was seated by someone else.

As soon as Mingyue stood still, the guard knelt down by the neck. He didn't even have time to see who the guest was, so he forced himself to look away and stared blankly at the pattern on the edge of the carpet.

The guard coughed dryly to remind him not to forget the rules, and Mingyue immediately pressed her forehead to the ground: "My lord."

Gao Hong ignored it, and turned his head to speak in a friendly tone: "Look, Your Highness, is it him?"

There was a sudden "thump" in her heart, and Mingyue had just figured out the cause and effect, and the next moment she heard the voice: "If he doesn't raise his head, how can Gu see it?"

Gao Hong turned to him and said solemnly: "He Lan, raise your head to show His Highness."

Mingyue was so dazed that he didn't need to control his movements at all, the guard immediately pinched his chin to make him look up.But he remembered the previous lesson and didn't look directly at the boy.

The footsteps were very light, approaching him from top to bottom, Mingyue lowered her eyes, a pair of boots stepped on her shadow, her gaze was still lowered humblely.

The dancers around were still dancing gracefully, and the figure was as beautiful as a flower forming on the carpet.But the honored guest was very dissatisfied, being swept away by the dress, he immediately raised an eyebrow: "Get out of the way of everything you have no eyesight to see!"

Gao Hong cleared his throat without losing the opportunity, the dancers in the hall stopped and filed out respectfully.

"Let go of him." Although the boy's voice was still childish, there was an undeniable dignity in it.

The guard quickly stepped aside with his hands down.

Mingyue's throat was itchy, trying not to be disrespectful, just thinking about how to cough twice, a face suddenly appeared in front of him, he was so frightened that he coughed back into his throat, almost leaning back.

It's Gao Jing.

There was no dust or mud on his face that day. He was wearing a long jade-colored gown. The improved cuffs were tightened to make it easier to move his wrists. A two-finger-wide jade belt was tied around his waist. His hair was neatly combed and his temperament became more luxurious.

The cinnabar color at the end of the eyes made Mingyue couldn't help but look more, secretly thinking that the two moles looked really wonderful.

Although his gaze stayed for a short time, he did not escape Gao Jing's observation. Seeing Mingyue lowering his head hastily, Gao Jing smiled suddenly, put his finger on the corner of his eye, and asked him a question that he was not prepared for: "This, does it look strange?"

"No..." Mingyue blinked, and found that Gao Jing had been staring at her, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"That's good, I thought I scared you." He spoke softly, but concealed his coercion.This temperament seemed out of place for a half-grown boy, but only Gao Jing didn't make people feel uncomfortable.

Mingyue couldn't speak, and he felt that he was about to touch a topic he didn't want to answer.

Sure enough, Gao Jing stood up and stroked his long hair, "Uncle Huang said your surname is Helan, what's your name?"

"My nickname... is Mingyue." He answered with difficulty, feeling ashamed for a moment for the first time because of these two words.

"Bright moon? Very good, where's your name?"

Mingyue replied: "There is no big name."

This time it became Gao Jing who was surprised, his face was contorted for a moment, and he raised his head to look at King Yu: "Uncle Huang, is this little slave lying to an orphan? How could he not even have a famous name in life."

Gao Hong replied calmly: "You also heard that he is a slave, has no father and mother, and even his surname is only known by insinuations."

Gao Jing twitched his eyebrows frivolously: "Slaves? So there are also in my uncle's house."

"I don't shy away from you. If you want to see his slave mark, I will order him to take off his clothes." Gao Hong stood still and took a sip of tea, "Mingyue, show your highness a careful look."

He immediately untied his belt with both hands, without any hesitation.Just as he was about to take off his unlined clothes, Gao Jing stopped him and said, "No need, I don't have this interest verification."

Gao Hong expected that the young man would be too thin-skinned to do this, so he expected it, but he didn't say anything.

After thinking for a moment, Gao Jing said: "But since he is a slave, if Gu Ruo asks to come, can Uncle Huang give up his love?"

His attitude was too straightforward, which made Gao Hong unexpected.

Rubbing the teacup with his fingers, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "If someone else is, this king will never give Mingyue away casually. Although he is a slave, he is in the shadow guard of the palace. It is difficult to let him go." , but it’s not easy enough, it’s too troublesome—the imperial nephew knows that this king hates trouble the most.”

"What's the trouble with this? Uncle Huang said whether to let go or not." Gao Jing smiled and said, "Gu accidentally fell from the willow tree that day. If he hadn't rescued him, he would have lost his arms and legs. It can be seen that Gu and him If there is a destiny, Uncle Huang will be the beauty of an adult!"

Gao Hong almost laughed out loud: "Jing'er, this word is not easy to use casually."

"Uncle Huang——" Gao Jing ignored his teasing, walked up the steps in a few steps, hugged Gao Hong's arm involuntarily, and acted coquettishly in the public, "Jing'er fell in love with him as soon as he saw him. I have never asked you for any gifts!"

Gao Hong stroked the top of his hair lovingly, and said: "It's not that uncle doesn't agree, but people, who can talk and dance, have their own ideas, how can they be swayed by this king?"

Gao Jing frowned: "But isn't he just a slave!"

Gao Hong calmly patted his hand holding his own: "Slaves are not allowed to have thoughts? What's more, your father knew about this matter, and you have to blame me again."

Hearing his implication, Gao Jing became more and more annoyed: "Why?"

"Jing'er, there is not even a single slave in the palace. How can you not understand his painstaking efforts? You are the prince he cherishes, and you should be consistent with his words and deeds. If he finds that you have not learned well at a young age, he will ask you for your lack of knowledge and skill." What would your uncle think if he asks a lowly slave to be by his side?" Gao Hong smiled helplessly, and then patted Gao Jing on the back, "If it's because Uncle Huang refuses to part with you, I'm really afraid that you will be angered by His Majesty!"

Gao Jing is not stupid, his words have already explained a lot, he snorted softly, although his expression was still not refreshing.

Mingyue listened to their uncle and nephew's conversation, her face was as calm as water, but her mind was not rigid, and she quickly came alive.Seeing that Gao Jing was rejected, he had no intention of sitting in the palace anymore, so he called someone directly.

"Forget it, Gu ran out of the palace with great difficulty today, just wanting to come to see him at his uncle's mansion. I didn't say a word at the moment, so it can be seen that there is no destiny. Uncle refused to let him go, and Gu didn't force it." Gao Jingcarried He bowed to Gao Hong with his hand, "It's getting dark soon, so I don't want to bother uncle anymore, so Jing'er will take my leave."

"The king asked Lu Yi to send off His Highness." Gao Hong took two steps himself, and stopped moving forward.

Gao Jing straightened his back, passed by Mingyue who was still kneeling on the ground, and suddenly stopped for a moment, leaving a word in his ear.Seeing the tense expression on his face, Gao Jing chuckled and walked out of the main hall of the palace slowly.

Half of Mingyue's body was numb, and she clenched the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

Just now Gao Jing spoke quickly, but he heard every word clearly——

"Helan Mingyue, I'm going to order you."

After Gao Jing left, the palace guards and palace people also left the stage one by one.The sun shines in the eyes, the original charming atmosphere dissipates, and the main hall suddenly returns to its former coldness.

Mingyue knelt in the middle, her eyes were lowered from beginning to end, and she didn't look at King Yu again.

If he said that he was afraid, no one would believe him.After staying in Prince Yu's Mansion for ten years, from a small boy of insufficient stature to a tall and tall boy, the number of times he saw Gao Hong was very limited, and no matter how many shadows there were, they were more than half faded by time, how could he still tremble.But no matter who is around or what happens, Helan Mingyue's eyes are always glued to the ground.

It was as if he didn't care about anything, that nothing mattered.

A gust of breeze swept over the corner of the clothes, Mingyue was slightly distracted, and a pair of exquisitely embroidered boots suddenly appeared in sight.

"My lord." He lowered his head obediently.

"This king should praise you." Gao Hong smiled, with an unpredictable look, "But sometimes, whether you are pretending to be calm, or whether you really don't pay attention to anyone, this king sees you. well."

His yin and yang were strange, Mingyue was speechless, and simply let go, only to feel that her ankles began to go numb.

After an unknown amount of time, Gao Hong called him, "He Lan."

This was the first time that King Yu called out his surname since that time ten years ago. Mingyue raised her eyes, and then resumed her calm appearance.He secretly shook his palm and felt that his pulse was a little fast.

"This king originally planned to send you to the Second Highness as a shadow guard. He is still young, and he has a caring person to guard him. Both this king and His Majesty will be at ease." Gao Hong said, putting his hand on his shoulder, "But today Seeing your appearance... this king has trapped you for ten years, and I always want to be humane - if you don't want to, it's like this king never said anything about it."

Mingyue said nothing.

The corner of Gao Hong's mouth curled down, showing a dissatisfied expression, and he said solemnly: "Then it seems that you are not willing, or—"

"My lord has made arrangements, and this slave should obey." He suddenly said loudly, "As for whether you are willing or not, this is a matter of your lord's word. Whether it is His Highness or His Majesty, I would rather die than leave the Palace."

After a moment of silence in the hall, Gao Hong clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "It's a pity! If you don't make a song, you'll be nothing but a blockbuster!"

Mingyue said calmly: "Because I swore an oath, the only master in this life is the prince."

"Just remember." Gao Hong patted him on the shoulder, "This king will find a way to make Gao Jing fulfill his wish, but not now. Who knows if he was on a whim... But the previous encounter in the palace was a coincidence Wrong, you handled it well."

Mingyue replied: "Yes."

Gao Hong said again: "Now that the war with Southern Chu is imminent, it is not good to act rashly. When it is stable, this king will have a way to put you beside him. Remember, if you go to the North Palace, you will always be a member of Prince Yu's Mansion .”

Mingyue immediately leaned down and said, "Nuwan dies."

The corners of Gao Hong's lips curved, and he waved his hand to signal that he could go down.

Seemingly very satisfied with his reaction, Mingyue no longer showed any expression, turned back into a piece of wood, walked out of the main hall of the palace, bypassed the prosperous garden, and returned to the small courtyard where she lived.Murong Yun was not there, and the other people in the room should still be training. He sat down by the mouth of the well in the courtyard, and a dazed face was reflected in the clear well water.

Delicate as a puppet, this time there was no one around, he touched the corners of his eyes, and suddenly smiled—a young man who usually doesn't have much expression, actually smiled very beautifully, and his deep facial features came alive.

There was a brilliant light in those gray eyes, which flitted like a fright.

A voice somewhere told him that whether it was the reason for coming to Prince Yu's Mansion or being selected into the Shadow Guard, these motives were neither pure nor coincidental.

Is He Lan him, or someone else?

Gao Jing, he has said this name silently, maybe this is the opportunity he has been waiting for.