Fast time travel tricks to death system

The incident of the thirteenth prince's drowning caused an uproar. Zhou Ming only said that he accidentally fell into the water, but did not mean that someone intentionally tried to harm him.

Zhou Ming thought that if that person insisted on killing him and failed the first time, he would definitely make a second plan. He didn't want to scare the snake away.

He wanted to follow the clues. At that time, he was hit into the water with a stick from behind, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person behind him at all, but that kind of hand strength didn't look like a man's.

He didn't know where the eighth prince's confidence came from. He said he knew who did it, but he didn't ask. He always felt that it was related to the eighth prince.

Ask him, it is better to find the answer yourself.

While Zhou Ming was trying to figure out how to lure the snake out of the hole, he sent someone to fetch Sikong.

In order not to go to the Guozijian, Zhou Ming deliberately dragged his illness to recuperate, and he got a good deal after this encounter, at least he didn't have to face the old man.

The tenth prince sneaked out and took some food along the way. He touched Zhou Ming's wrist and said, "It's really hard for the thirteenth brother. I have become so thin in just a few days."

Zhou Ming patted his salty pig's hand away and said, "I think you came here just to take pleasure in other's misfortune."

"Thirteen, I skipped class to see you, why don't you want to see me like this? It really makes me sad..." The tenth prince looked hurt, and Zhou Ming couldn't help laughing because of the winking look on his face.

"Skipping class, I guess you slipped out in the name of looking at me."

"I came because I was really worried about you!" The tenth prince was depressed, why didn't the thirteen believe him once?Well, in fact, he also has this factor.

"Okay, I know." Zhou Ming picked up the food brought by the tenth prince, and estimated the time, the person he asked to pick up Sikong from outside the palace is almost here.

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Sure enough, it seems that Sikong has arrived at the palace.

Zhou Ming was a little excited. The tenth prince was also fascinated when he saw Zhou Ming in front of him for the first time.

"Thirteenth brother?" The tenth prince waved his hand. Zhou Ming regained his expression and covered up his embarrassment. He changed the topic: "Tenth brother, what do you think the starling is like?"

"Myna?" The tenth prince thought about it for a while. He didn't think he had much contact with myna on weekdays, and the thirteenth brother had never had any relationship with myna. Why did he suddenly ask him: "Both the sixth brother and the myna are princes that the emperor prefers?" , you still have less contact with them, so that you can protect yourself."

"Brother Ten, do you really think so?" Zhou Ming looked into the eyes of the Tenth Prince with a deep look: "Brother Ten, if one day I am no longer your Thirteenth Brother, you..."

"Thirteen, you and I have had a good relationship since we were young. If you get involved in this battle in the palace, I will definitely stand by your side." The tenth prince said seriously. Zhou Ming always felt that he and the tenth prince were the same. Only the same kind of person has a deep friendship with him.

"Thirteen, I heard that you brought someone in from outside the palace?" The tenth prince said that it was on time, Zhou Ming nodded: "Well, you are quite well informed."

"Let me see some other day who is so sacred that our little Shisan misses him so much?" The tenth prince approached, winking and teasing.

"Master..." The servants outside the door stepped forward to report that it was Sikong's news. Zhou Ming nodded slightly: "Send him to another courtyard."

"Yes." The servant retreated respectfully, and the tenth prince looked interested, as if he was particularly interested in the person Zhou Ming brought in.

"Brother Ten, it's getting late..." Zhou Ming didn't plan to hang around with the Tenth Prince, and the Tenth Prince also knew that this guy had issued an expulsion order, so he didn't stay here. Anyway, he had the chance to see the person he wanted to see .

"Okay, then Brother Ten won't bother Thirteen to rest. If Thirteen misses Brother Ten, feel free to come and find Brother Ten."

Zhou Ming didn't pay attention to the tenth prince, because he had known him for so many years, as long as the tenth prince farted, he would know what that guy ate that day.

Seeing that the difficult guy had left, Zhou Ming got out of bed, changed his clothes casually, and went to the backyard.

When he saw Sikong again, he took off his monk's robe, and stood quietly on the spot, staring at the bamboo forest outside the window with his peaceful eyes.

Zhou Ming always felt that Sikong had a dusty aura, that kind of aura that made people feel too far away, as if Sikong was a lotus flower that emerged from the mud but was not stained, and he was the mud at the feet of the lotus flower.

"Sikong..." Compared with Sikong who was wearing a monk's uniform, just a little change of clothes would give him a different feeling. Even with a shiny head, he would still be able to steal the attention of others in an instant.

For the first time, Zhou Ming wanted to hide someone in his home so that no one else could see him.

Having such a pleasing appearance should not be shared or snooped by others.

Sikong understood that after he entered the palace, he was no longer a monk. He grew up in Tianchan Temple since he was a child, and he had never experienced any mortals, so he was only considered a half monk.

Zhou Ming stopped to appreciate it. If Sikong had black hair, it would be even more eye-catching, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

"My lord..." Sikong raised his head, Zhou Ming waved his hands and said, "You and I don't need these etiquettes, Sikong, do you blame me for bringing you here?"

He took the initiative to hold Sikong's hand, and led him to sit on the stool.

Sikong stared blankly at Zhou Ming's hand, feeling a little uncomfortable, he shook his head and said, "No matter where I am, I will be excluded, why not..." Maybe he will be different here.

"Don't worry, no one will dare to neglect you in the future, Sikong, you have to know that when you come out of Tianchan Temple, you are no longer a Buddhist." Zhou Ming reminded.

Sikong's expression darkened: "Sikong knows it."

"Privately, just call me Zhou Ming." Zhou Ming sat next to Sikong, and Sikong avoided Zhou Ming's sight. He said, "Poor... grassroots are just poor people... how can you call the prince by his name Wei... ..."

"There is no need to worry about these things between you and me. In front of outsiders, call me the prince again."

"My lord..." Sikong was still too restrained, Zhou Ming poured a cup of fragrant tea: "Sikong, after you followed me, you abandoned this dharma name. I will give you a new name, so that you can follow me."

"It's all up to the prince to decide..."

"Xiaoxiao evening rain crow." Zhou Ming handed the tea in his hand to Sikong, and he smiled gently: "From now on, you will be Xiao En."

In Sikong's clear eyes was Zhou Ming's smile towards him. He took the cup of tea in a daze, touched Zhou Ming's skin with his fingertips, and repeated in a low voice: "Xiao En...Xiao En..."

From now on, he is no longer Sikong, but Xiao En...

Xiao En raised his head again, his own name was engraved in his bones, and another person's name was also engraved. That person gave him a different life. Even if they met by chance, he still couldn't help but give himself to him...

Sikong became his right-hand man. After changing Sikong's name to Xiao En, the first thing he did was to let Xiao En grow his hair long.

Xiao En's water chestnut is distinct, and he has a pair of charming eyes, which can touch people's heartstrings with a glance or a smile.

But that kind of seductiveness that doesn't seem to be a woman, gives birth to a bit of heroism.

Perhaps Xiao En was cold by nature, since he was brought into the palace, his temper became colder and colder, and only when he was alone with him would he show the emotions that a normal person should have.

For Zhou Ming, Xiao En can not only serve as a vase for appreciation, but also help him deal with foreign affairs.

In order to train Xiao En, he specially taught him martial arts and knowledge personally.

Xiao En is not much different from Zhou Ming in age, and Zhou Ming also wants to cultivate a trustworthy person himself, and Xiao En is a good candidate.

Zhou Ming's attainments in martial arts are pretty good, while Xiao En's understanding is extraordinary, and he has his own uniqueness in martial arts.