After the cannon fodder prince collapsed, the country will not perish

Xie Qingci was startled, and couldn't help looking at the couch where Xiao Di was lying.

It was originally a temporary sleeping place, Chunliu waited for him to sleep, and would go to Piandian's own bedroom in the middle of the night.

But Xiao Di actually stayed with him night and night.

Even though he has suffered a lot in the Northwest, he is still a 15-year-old boy. Isn't that couch... hard?

Normally, he refrained from saying a word, drowsy and sleepy after drinking, and then quietly spoke out what was in his heart.

Looking at Xiao Di unconsciously rubbing against his chest in his sleep, Xie Qingci couldn't reprimand him.

But this is not the way.

Xie Qingci sighed in his heart, and said in a soft voice: "Go down, let Chunliu give you a few more cushions tomorrow."

Xiao Di buried his head in front of his elder brother's chest. Xie Qingci's eyes, which were set against the heavy night, were smooth and white. He secretly opened his eyes and looked at each other greedily. How could he be dismissed by a few cushions?

Xiao Di was dizzy and couldn't think of a better idea for a while, so he could only rely on Xie Qingci's body and said, "Hard..."

Xie Qingci: "..."

The night was silent, the boy was lying on the crescent of his neck, arguing repeatedly between sleeping and waking.

Those obsidian-like eyes were covered with long eyelashes, and the rippling aura was extremely aggressive. His strong legs firmly restrained his body, which was only in his underwear. Xie Qingci couldn't move at all, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Even though he knew that Xiao Di was talking about the couch, Xie Qingci's body was still tense like a bowstring, his ears were red and he bit his lips and said, "Get down first."

During the struggle, Xie Qingci's sweet breath swayed slightly, mixed with the incense sent by Xiao Di in the tent, there was an indescribable taste of bone erosion.

Brother's skin, which was as smooth as white jade, was already stained with his scent.

Xiao Di curled the corners of his lips indistinctly, took a deep sniff twice, and became more and more eager to move.

It wasn't until Xie Qingci struggled to get out of bed that Xiao Di got up full of nostalgia, pretending to be asleep and crawling out of bed.

His eyes were foggy, and his face looked like he was still in a dream. He slanted towards the small couch, and obediently climbed up to rest again.

The time is far from ripe right now, so naturally we still need to test it a few more times.

Xiao Di licked his dry lips, rubbed his head against the pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.

Xie Qingci on the bed secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed his eyebrows.

The tips of his cheeks and ears were still slightly red, his slender fingers were still tightly gripping his underwear, and his whole body was huddled in the quilt. It took him a long time to recover from the shock just now...

Xiao Di was just when he was young, and his whole body seemed to be rushing with scorching hot currents. When he leaned against him, he clearly realized that it wasn't just the couch that was hard...

Xie Qingci hurriedly bit his lip, forcing himself not to continue thinking.

Early the next morning, Xie Qingci woke up in a daze. The bed was messy, and there was still a faint smell of Xiao Di. He subconsciously looked at the couch, but found that there was no one there.

In a daze, Xiao Di was already dressed neatly and tied up his hair crown, strode out from outside the hall, looked at him curled up on the bed and said with a smile, "Your Highness finally woke up?"

There was a bit of teasing in the tone, which made Xie Qingci's heart beat twice.

Xie Qingci looked at the sky outside, his ears were slightly red: "I'm not snoozing..."

"Your Highness didn't sleep in late." Xiao Di unfastened his deerskin wristband and said with a smile, "It's because I got up too early."

Xie Qingci took a look at his attire before realizing that Xiao Di had just returned from training outside.

He was always fierce when he was silent, but now that Fang had fought, he was even more dangerous and stern.

Xie Qingci's head was still a little numb, and he directly asked what was in his heart: "Do you want to practice martial arts every day?"

"A habit left on the battlefield." Xiao Di said: "If you put it aside, it will take some effort to fight again in the future."

Xie Qing was silent.

As Xu Huizhou said, Xiao Di might really be a natural born general.

With the name of the son of the traitor, I don't know if he will have the chance to go to the battlefield...

Xie Qingci remembered what happened last night, turned his head away, and said: "You can ask Chunliu to find a few more cushions and place them on the small couch."

Xie Qingci sat on the bed, his black and soft hair draped over his shoulders, and said these words in a serious manner, with an undefended appearance.

Thinking about his appearance last night, Xiao Di's Adam's apple could not help but roll slightly, pretending to be ignorant: "A cushion on the couch?"

Seeing Xiao Di's doubts, Xie Qingci was completely relieved: "Well... you can sleep more comfortably at night."

So as not to run around on the wrong bed.

After the exam, the masters of Taixue took the pen to mark the papers.

A paper caught his attention.

There are a lot of operational calculations in the question, but this paper is extremely superb from the construction of the ladder, the range of gunpowder to the operation of soldiers and horses, and the speed of marching.

The answer is astonishingly perfect.

The master couldn't hold back for a while, and opened the cover page that covered his name, wanting to see who this person was.

A powerful name suddenly appeared under the cover page.

Xiao Di.

The examiner frowned: "I heard that this person is Xiao He's son?"

The people on the side nodded: "Yes, I heard that I have been on the battlefield for the past few years, so I must have some experience."

The master paused, then sighed, "It's a pity..."

It must have taken a lot of hard work to answer such an amazing answer on a paper.

On the contrary, the King of Chu, although His Majesty placed high hopes on him, and he himself worked hard, but the achievements made people dare not look directly...

I really don't know if he took his brain to the examination room...

It has been three days since the exam, and Yan Ming's seat is always empty.

The masters looked at the empty seat and frowned, but no one wanted to take care of it.

Yan Ming holds the title of title and has a wide network in the capital, so he doesn't have to work hard to curry favor with the prince.

This time, he was so bold that he didn't even take part in the art of war exam, and he probably hung out with those fugitives from the capital at home again.

They are just masters, not real fathers, and they can't take care of too many other things.

Classes were still in full swing, and the Taixue students had long taken Yan Ming's skipping classes for granted. He didn't come for a few days and didn't attract anyone's attention.

But the king of Chu couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Before he became a prince, he had been playing jokes with Yan Ming, knowing that Yan Ming couldn't hold his breath, and if he had a quarrel, he would definitely come to him within three days and beg for peace...

But this time Yan Ming disappeared silently, not even a ghost.

King Chu recalled the quarrel between the two, could it be that Yan Ming really bet against him?

If it was before, the King of Chu would condescend to go to Yan's house, but now that he is a prince, it is time for him to be reserved.

This day, just after class, several Yan family members stood at the gate of Taixue, looking around anxiously.

Seeing Xiao Di, the Yan family walked over in a rough voice and said, "Hey, have you seen our young master?"

They followed Yan Ming's side, knowing that their master and this person had never dealt with each other.

"Isn't your master on good terms with His Royal Highness the King of Chu?" Xiao Di said calmly, "Why don't you ask him?"

Not long after the king of Chu came out, they hurriedly approached and asked with a smile, "Your Highness, have you seen our young master?"

Their young master didn't come home for two days, and there were times when he played like crazy before and didn't come home at night. On the first night, Yan's father was furious, but on the second and third days, Yan Ming hadn't returned home, so they couldn't sit still. , handed over the brand Baba came to the palace to inquire and search.

"Don't come and ask me!" King Chu's anger was aroused by Yan Ming, and he snorted coldly: "Whether he is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"

The Yan family was silenced by King Chu's words. Although they were anxious, they had no choice but to shut their mouths and retreat.

A trace of sternness flashed quickly in Xiao Di's eyes, his face was calm, but he followed Xie Qingci step by step.

At this moment, a young eunuch ran across the threshold of the imperial school: "In the lotus pond over there, I found... a dead... dead body."

The boy who had left school suddenly erupted, and whispered: "This is the imperial school in the palace, and there is a dead body..."

"I have heard a lot of rumors in the palace, maybe it was left by the previous dynasty..."

King Chu's eyes widened: "Have you found out who it is?"

"It seems to be..." The little eunuch who came to report the letter quickly glanced at King Chu: "It's Mr. Yan..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-2823:42:40~2021-07-3111:11:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Cynthia1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 13:27, 1 bottle of koala;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard