There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

Ye Zhaoling never knew in the past that if he opened an inconspicuous door in Rong Zheng's bedroom and walked up the stairs, he would reach a terrace overlooking the entire imperial city.

There is a glass room wrapped on all sides on the terrace, and the heating is turned on in the room. In the deep winter, Ye Zhaoling sat on the terrace with his upper body bare, and he didn't feel cold.

Just after five o'clock, the sky was lit up with a golden light. Today's sunrise is early, so it must be a sunny day.

The layers of glazed tiles were dyed golden red bit by bit by the morning glow, the palace lanterns on the turrets were extinguished, and the palace gates had not yet been opened.Probably only at this time can we find some traces of a century ago in this rapidly developing and prosperous metropolis.

Ye Zhaoling looked at the terraces and terraces in the bright light, and put out half of the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.The orange-red cigarette butt flickered on his fingertips, and it was completely extinguished.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts.Ye Zhaoling lived a long life and had never left the city for hundreds of years.During these long years, he has done many things alone, but the number of times he smokes is very few.

Last night's absurd night, in addition to letting Ye Zhaoling once again prove that he would lose his head when meeting Rong Zheng, also confirmed one thing by the way.

He has found the soul.The soul that has been searching for so many years without any results is indeed in the East Palace, and it is on the prince.

It must be that the soul is hidden too deeply in Rong Zheng's body, and the thin vitality last time was not enough for Ye Zhao to feel its breath.But after a whole night of 'in-depth communication' last night, Ye Zhaoling finally confirmed the existence of Shenpo.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the whereabouts of Shenpo was determined in this way. Thinking of this, Ye Zhaoling felt a little complicated.

But this is not something worth worrying about. For Ye Zhaoling, the soul is the last life extension talisman, and it is as dispensable as an appendix to ordinary people.Wait until he develops a feasible method of operation, and then take it away.

Ye Zhaoling thought that he had never been happy in his life, and he never thought that there would be a day when his long-cherished wish would be fulfilled.As long as the soul is in his hands, he will leave here, and all troubles will be solved by then.

At this moment, there was some noise behind him, Ye Zhaoling looked back, a blanket was covering his head.

Ye Zhaoling reached out and took off the blanket, and wrapped it around himself indiscriminately. Rong Zheng also walked out from behind the door and came to him.

Rong Zheng was wearing a pair of gray home trousers and a navy blue dressing gown on his lower body. A lock of hair on his forehead was slightly raised, and he looked no different from an ordinary young man in this city.

As soon as he saw Rong Zheng, the absurd memories he deliberately ignored last night flooded into his mind, and Ye Zhaoling unconsciously lost his mind.

"What are you thinking, so serious." Rong Zheng came to the chair beside Ye Zhaoling and sat down, picked up the cigarette case very smoothly, and knocked out a cigarette from the box.

"Did I disturb you?" Ye Zhaoling watched Rong Zheng light the cigarette, and asked, "Why do you suddenly have the interest in smoking today?"

Ye Zhaoling realized that his voice was still a little hoarse until now.

"I should ask you that." Rong Zheng threw the lighter on the table and leaned back on the chair back: "I feel itchy when I see you smoking."

Rong Zheng never smoked, at least Ye Zhaoling hadn't seen it before. This half pack of cigarettes was found by Ye Zhaoling in a corner of the small living room, which can be called a very precious sentence.

Rong Zheng held the cigarette between his two fingers, and shook the ash gently.It's just that before the cigarette in his hand had time to take a puff, it was quickly snatched away by Ye Zhaoling.

"What? Only the state officials are allowed to set fire and the people are not allowed to light lamps?" Rong Zheng raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Zhaoling.

Ye Zhaoling didn't answer, he took a sharp puff of the cigarette that Rong Zheng snatched from his hand, leaned over to seal his lips, and transferred all the smoke in his mouth to Rong Zheng's mouth.

"Just make sense." After a while, Ye Zhaoling let go of Rong Zheng's lips.He wiped his lips with his hand, and said with a smile: "If those old-fashioned people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs know that I take you to smoke, they must let me drink a pot."

Rong Zheng looked at Ye Zhaoling without saying a word, his eyes lightly moved over the mottled red marks on his body.

Ye Zhaoling noticed Rong Zheng's gaze, he opened his chest indifferently, and said to Rong Zheng, "I know what you're thinking."

Rong Zheng's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he asked, "Oh? Let me hear it?"

"Everyone is an adult, you should understand that last night was just a spring breeze." Ye Zhaoling sat back in his seat and extinguished the cigarette he had just lit.He raised his eyes to look at Rong Zheng, and added: "Of course, if you are interested in the future, it's not impossible to take a ferry once in a while."

Rong Zheng was amused by Ye Zhaoling's statement and laughed.

"One yard is one yard, this little episode won't affect anything." After Ye Zhaoling finished speaking, he joked: "When the time comes, you and I will break up. You can rest assured about this."

The smile on Rong Zheng's face gradually faded, he turned his head to look at the golden domes in the distance, and in a blink of an eye he looked businesslike again: "It's the best."

A round of red sun rose over the palace wall, sparkling waves appeared on the moat, and Rong Zheng couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the sunrise in the imperial city.

It was because he wasn't calm enough last night, Rong Zheng knew it in his heart.It's not that he didn't know that those messy news reports couldn't withstand scrutiny at all, and he even vaguely guessed who made them.But when he faced Ye Zhaoling, he still couldn't restrain his emotions.

The most difficult thing to control is indeed the human heart. You can't even control your own heart, let alone someone else's.

Thinking of this, Rong Zheng involuntarily looked at Ye Zhaoling again.Although the two of them were deliberately downplaying everything that happened last night, Rong Zheng knew that what happened was what happened, and some things have quietly changed.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Rong Zheng's gaze made Ye Zhaoling a little uncomfortable. In order to resolve this weird atmosphere, he took the risk of angering the prince and brought up Rong Rong: "Rong Rong has always been disobedient." Xin, you have been assassinated several times before, and they are all inseparable from her."

"Also." Before Rong Zheng could react, Ye Zhaoling added: "Pay attention to Wei Ran."

It's not a matter of Rong Rong's coveting the throne for a day or two. Rong Zheng already knew about Wei Ran's connection with the Princess Mansion, but it still can't prove that Wei Ran was related to Fu Yiwen's death.

Even if he knew who was responsible for some things, Rong Zheng couldn't do anything to her without evidence.

But Ye Zhaoling, as a person who just entered the royal family and was deliberately marginalized by Rong Zheng, shouldn't know these things.

"How do you know?" Rong Zheng asked.

"Don't ask around, believe it or not." Ye Zhaoling couldn't tell Rong Zheng the twists and turns, and he didn't want to make up lies to deceive him.While scolding himself for meddling in his heart, he said to Rong Zheng, "Beware of Rong Rong, she must have another move."

Ye Zhaoling paused for a moment, trying to explain himself, although he didn't know why he said this to Rong Zheng.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but Rong Rong and I are indeed innocent." Ye Zhaoling said.

Rong Zheng looked away, and responded softly. He cast his eyes into the distance, as if he had never taken this matter to heart.

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