The daily life of the retired devil

That night, Shen Cijing took out a knife from the study of General Zhen Guo's mansion, and wiped it carefully under the lamp.

This vibrating long knife was the long knife that Shen Cijing seized from the enemy when he was ordered to guard Baihu Pass in the face of danger.At that time, Shen Cijing liked it as soon as he saw it, so he kept it by his side. He has been carefully maintaining it for the past few years. Whenever his mind is disturbed, he will take it out and wipe it carefully until the knife Wipe away the dust in his heart together, and he will sleep peacefully.

But this time, the more he rubbed his heart, the more confused he became.

From the old emperor's quarrel with empress Chen and then implicating the prince, to the death of empress Chen, the old emperor suffered a stroke in grief, and then to the prince's supervision of the country to arrest the important criminals of the former dynasty, and finally the emperor died and the prince ascended the throne. , Feng Ding Beiwang... In just half a month, a generation of emperors and courtiers have changed.Both the court and the people are full of turbulent and treacherous waves, as if there is an invisible hand wantonly moving the conspiracy, turning the clouds and rains upside down.

During this period of conspiracy and all kinds of decisions, Shen Cijing couldn't help being terrified just by taking a look at it, secretly guessing the true identity of the person who was messing with the situation?

——Who did these things?

It's the prince who has always been known for his generosity and benevolence, no, the emperor?

Or is it really the remnants of the previous dynasty? !

From Shen Cijing's point of view, he didn't believe that the remnants of the previous dynasty could achieve such a level. Even the identity of the grandson of the former dynasty who was robbed in the execution ground a few days ago was unknown to Shen Cijing. is doubtful.

But if it is said that the prince took the initiative to do all this, then why did the first thing the prince do after he ascended the throne was not to seal up his capable subordinates who supported him, but to give him such a great general, a general who had never dealt with the prince before? power and glory?

If it is to win over the power of generals, a throne is too much, let alone the privilege of entering the court without worshiping, being unknown, and carrying a sword to the palace.

Could it be that this is actually a killing?

But how dare the emperor sitting on the dragon chair so easily promote him to such a position?Isn't he afraid that Shen Cijing will really seize the opportunity to seize power and replace him?

Obviously, the first emperor had always been vigilant against him, feared him, and even hated him, fearing that his final achievements would be so great that there would be no reward for him, so he would rather drag the Xiongnu to perish than call him back to Beijing.

But why can the emperor of the dynasty put on a posture of reusing him, and even fully supporting him in fighting the Huns?Why is the emperor not only not afraid of him, but even sealed him in advance?

Shen Cijing's heart was disturbed.

He thought about it, but he couldn't figure out what the man on the dragon chair was thinking, and when Shen Cijing recalled the look the emperor cast on him through the crown, his heart became even more confused, a kind of An indescribable sense of familiarity hits my heart.

"I seem to... have seen him..."

I saw that person a long time ago.

But how is this possible?

Shen Cijing was getting more and more confused.

However, the secret guards he sent out detected so many clues that he couldn't see his true face clearly, and he himself couldn't figure out his thoughts. Although the knife became brighter and brighter, his heart became more and more chaotic... Forget it, forget it, It's useless to think too much, let's see what happens.

Shen Cijing sighed, his head ached from the smiling eyes in his head.

He gave up thinking, went back to the bedroom and turned off the lights, and was about to go to bed, but just as Shen Cijing took off his coat, the night wind blew by, blowing his robe.

The door opened.

"Who?!"

Shen Cijing turned around suddenly.

This night, the stars are faintly bright, and the moonlight is like water.

In the backlight, there was a familiar figure standing at the door, wearing a familiar fox mask, with a familiar smile in his smiling eyes.

"General, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Shen Cijing's face felt hot unconsciously, and his heart began to beat wildly.

But relying on the fact that it was night and the moonlight could not shine on him, Shen Cijing kept a straight face and said solemnly: "What are you doing here again? I haven't pursued your offense to me a few days ago, so you just don't Did it happen?"

There was a smile in the eyes of the man wearing the fox mask, and he gently hooked his hands and closed the door: "Then, general, how do you want to pursue it?"

Shen Cijing's face became even hotter, "Speak as you speak, what are you doing with the door closed!"

At this moment, Shen Cijing didn't dare to imagine what the hidden guards guarding nearby were thinking when they saw this scene.

Best not to think about it.

Shen Cijing's expression was stern, showing the majesty of a great general: "Open the door! Speak well!" Not only was the fox mask not frightened, but he couldn't help laughing: "The little mirror is so cute."

Shen Cijing: "?!"

For a moment, Shen Cijing couldn't help but want to touch his face, look in the mirror, and see if his ability to bluff people has diminished, or if the murderous aura on his body has been unknowingly replaced by someone... ...otherwise, how could he be called "cute"?

cute? ?

He Shen Cijing?cute? !

Shen Cijing felt that there was something wrong with the designation of the eyes of the fox mask.

Shen Cijing's daze lasted only two breaths, but in such a short time, the fox mask had already pushed in front of him, squeezed into the small darkness together with Shen Cijing, and took off the mask.

In this place, there was no starlight, no moonlight, and no lights, but Shen Cijing saw the gentle and brilliant light in the other party's eyes amidst the beating heartbeat.

"Little mirror." The man was very close to him, and the voice rang in his ears, making every floating breath of the other party delicate and clear, "I miss you so much."

Shen Cijing held his breath.

The man kissed the corner of his lips intimately: "Do you miss me?"

At this moment, the absurd memories of that night surged up again, instantly awakening the body of the young man who knows how to taste.

Under the smiling and encouraging eyes of the other party, Shen Cijing could no longer hold back and kissed hard.

His kiss was extremely jerky and ignorant, not so much a kiss as a possessive declaration.

But Shen Cijing didn't discover it himself, and the person who discovered it not only didn't stop it, but secretly condoned it.

"Be gentle, don't bite." The man inhaled softly, with a smile and connivance, "If you keep biting, I won't be able to see anyone tomorrow."

Shen Cijing was a little clearer, and when he turned his brain, he wanted to take a few more bites, so that he could find this cunning guy who hides his head and shows his tail tomorrow.

But the other party just kissed the corner of his lips so intimately that Shen Cijing couldn't remember these messy little thoughts anymore.

"Come on, Ah Jing... I'll teach you."

"This time, you have to take it easy."

Just this one sentence took away all the sanity of the general.

After a lot of nonsense, Shen Cijing lay on the bed with the cunning man in his arms, pressed him firmly in his arms, and took a nap, hoping to see his true face after dawn.

But when he woke up, as he expected, there was no one in his arms again.

"hateful!"

Shen Cijing hammered on the bed angrily, feeling a little ashamed and a little grievanced: always coming and going like this without a trace, not only appearing in front of him at night, but also hiding her identity everywhere, running away after getting into bed... Did he just want to play with him? !Is he just greedy for his good looks? !

Afterwards, this little grievance turned into embarrassment when the servant entered the room to clean it and showed a clear look at his messy bed.

"One day... one day I will find you!"

Shen Cijing gritted his teeth secretly, with annoyance on his face, but he was already looking forward to the next meeting in his heart.