kill that paranoid emperor

Su Rong walked slowly to Yue Cheng's side, Yue Cheng took a look at his expression, and asked lightly, "Aren't you happy?"

Su Rong shook the wooden sword in his hand twice: "Who can be happy when forced to learn something that they don't know at all?"

Yue Sheng said, "Gu will not laugh at you."

Su Rong had an innocent expression on his fair face: "But I can't learn well."

Yue Cheng walked towards him, raised his hand and lightly clasped Su Rong's wrist, and said calmly, "You have to learn something."

Compared with usual days, today's Yue Sheng can be said to have a very good temper.

Su Rong didn't try to resist anymore, after all, the refusal was too much to attract suspicion.

"Hold flat." Yue Cheng helped Su Rong practice one move at a time, as if he had really come to teach Su Rong how to practice the sword.

Su Rong was a little helpless, he was very familiar with this set of swordsmanship, and it would be even more difficult for him to pretend that he didn't know it at all.

But also because he knew how to do it originally, Su Rong only had a little distraction to make gestures with Yue Sheng, and the rest of his attention was elsewhere.

The afternoon sun is always the brightest, and the weather in early spring is not too hot. The cool wind blows over the lake, rips up waves, and gently blows on the two people by the lake.

Yue Sheng stood behind him, pointing out Su Rong's actions almost indifferently.

While Su Rong laughed, he suddenly smelled the faint scent of pine wood on Yue Sheng's body, which was very light and cold, and disappeared in a flash.

"Not paying attention." Yue Sheng suddenly said.

He held Su Rong's wrist vaguely, and Su Rong noticed that Yue Sheng had wrapped a white bandage between his palms—perhaps because he didn't want to have actual physical contact with him.

At the same time, Su Rong also saw clearly the wooden sword in Yue Sheng's hand.

The workmanship is very rough, and there are even places that have not been cut well, and there are gaps. The blade is short and flat, and it looks like a child's plaything.

It is indeed a child's play.

Su Rong remembered that this was the wooden sword that Yue Sheng spent three days sharpening when he first started learning swords.

But at that time, the sword looked even weirder, but seeing Yue Sheng liked it, Su Rong helped him cut the wooden sword more finely, and it became what it is today.

On the wooden sword, Su Rong had carved a few simple lotus patterns casually, but now at a glance, the light patterns have been obliterated a lot, and it is almost impossible to see clearly.

Su Rong looked at Yue Sheng's sword from time to time, and soon discovered a strange detail.

There are several deep nicks on the hilt of the sword, which should have been engraved before.

Su Rong didn't remember this matter, Yue Sheng had been practicing wooden swords for a few months, and he soon got started with real sharp swords.

Su Rong stared carefully for a while, and found that the notch looked a bit like the word "Su".

Su Rong: "..."

What a brat.

Yue Sheng exerted a little force and squeezed the slender wrist of the man in front of him.

He could see that Su Rong had been absent-minded all the time, and his sword practice was in a mess, as if he was dancing with a stick and mallet, and Yue Sheng let him go, anyway...not in a hurry for a moment.

Su Rong came to his senses, very helpless: "Your Majesty, I really can't practice well."

Yue Sheng stopped his movements, thought for a while, and said, "Come again."

This time he was holding the wooden sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was hanging down on the ground, but it was in a posture ready to use force at any time.

Yue Sheng stared at Su Rong and said, "Raise the sword."

Su Rong: "..."

Have you ever seen someone in the world who taught a newcomer how to learn swordsmanship on the first day, and asked him to fight against him? !

Shameless, child's play, in vain to be a teacher!

Yue Sheng didn't seem to know how terrifying his words and deeds were, he just looked at Su Rong indifferently, waiting for Su Rong to raise his sword to fight him.

Su Rong was about to be pissed off by him: "Your Majesty, I haven't even learned the most basic moves yet."

"It's okay," Yue Sheng said, with a low voice, "You can learn more through actual combat."

"..." Su Rong glared at him fiercely, speaking as if it was true.

If it was Fang Xuelan who didn't know martial arts, she might have really been fooled.

Yue Sheng stood on the spot, seeing the anger hidden in Su Rong's beautiful peach blossom eyes, even the glistening mist disappeared, making him appear brighter and clearer.

Yue Sheng suddenly lost his mind.

Perhaps Su Rong didn't even know that when he was angry, he often frowned subconsciously, raised the end of his eyes slantingly, and slightly opened his eyes to look at people.

It is a rare playful and lively.

Of course, it's limited to people who are close to him, and things that don't really piss him off.

If Fang Xuelan is not Su Rong, but can even imitate such a small demeanor, then he is really a god.

Yue Sheng subconsciously softened his expression, looked at Su Rong and said, "Don't panic, I won't hurt you."

Su Rong: "..."

He raised the wooden sword resignedly, Yue Sheng had been paying attention to Su Rong's movements, but he had to admit that the disguise of the person in front of him was indeed very thorough, almost flawless.

Yue Cheng sighed softly in his heart.

Su Rong fought with him carelessly for a long time, his arms were sore, his body was too weak, and a little longer exercise would cause fatigue. Su Rong was just about to speak when he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and his movements faltered.

There seemed to be a flash of white light on the top of the wall in the distance.

Su Rong frowned, but then he understood what it was - the glimmer of sharpened arrows reflected in the sunlight.

At the critical moment, actions are always faster than brains. Although Su Rong knew what the consequences would be, he had to fly to Yue Sheng and block the direct arrows with his wooden sword. The excessive impact shook his arms. Numb, Su Rong lost his footing and fell directly onto Yue Sheng.

Yue Sheng didn't seem to have expected such a thing, he was thrown to the ground by Su Rong, his clothes were undone, and then he heard Su Rong say: "Your Majesty, there are assassins!"

Yue Sheng: "..."

Su Rong took a breath, and was about to get up from Yue Cheng, when he suddenly realized... Yue Cheng was a little too quiet.

Although he has never liked to talk.But shouldn't there be hidden guards coming out to catch the assassin at a time like this?

Su Rong raised his head and met Yue Sheng's eyes. He saw countless deep and complicated emotions in his eyes for a moment, but there was no tension or confusion.

Su Rong: "..."

Yue Cheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Su Rong stood up without saying a word, and walked away without saying a word.

Yue Cheng was stunned for a moment, and later realized that Su Rong was really angry.

A figure fell down from the wall, picked up the arrow on the ground, smiled and said to Yue Sheng: "Your Majesty, I shot this arrow well, right?"

The person who came was Sui Yu, one of Yue Sheng's personal guards.

In addition to the blood knife of the dark guard, Yue Sheng also has a few close confidants around him.

Suifeng is cautious and prudent, and is often assigned by him to handle more complicated affairs, while Suiyu has an unrestrained personality, has a playful smile all day long, and is not afraid even if he is trained by Yue Sheng.

Sui Yu had just returned from a mission and hadn't seen Su Rong yet, so she couldn't help asking curiously, "Your Majesty, who is that? Why did he run away?"

Yue Sheng was silent for a while, then said lightly: "Gu... seems to have caused trouble."

Sui Yu: "Huh?"

Su Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly left the side of Qinghu Lake.

He had never liked such conspiracies, and Yue Sheng even went so far as to fabricate false appearances in order to test his identity, which was really annoying.

If there hadn't been an accident during the hunt, Su Rong probably wouldn't have reacted like this. How could there be so many assassins in the world?

Yue Sheng took advantage of this moment to make fun of himself.

angry.bastard.

Su Rong walked in a hurry, coupled with the fact that he had exhausted his physical strength during the sword practice earlier, he began to feel dizzy after a while, and his eyes turned black in bursts.

Su Rong: I'm so pissed off, I'm going to be so pissed off.

He turned a corner and almost bumped into someone.

The man supported Su Rong slowly, and said, "You..."

Su Rong raised his eyes to look at him, both of them froze for a moment.

Fu Shui, who seemed to have not seen him for a long time, stared at Su Rong. Seeing that his clothes were disheveled, his robe was still covered with broken leaves, and his fair face was flushed red, he was at a loss for words: "Fang Xuelan, you..."

Fu Shuigan came to look for Yue Sheng, he looked at the direction of Yue Sheng in the distance, then at Su Rong, and said in a word:

"Fang Xuelan, what were you and His Majesty doing just now?"

The author has something to say: Su Rong: No matter if you fall off the horse or not, let’s run away first...

Soon Yue Zai will be able to secretly bully the master!

By the way, I may enter v next Monday. The main article after v is not even as many as the previous chapter of v. Please don’t fatten me up QAQ