Prince of Heaven

Hearing Jing Huai's voice, Rong Shi's eyes suddenly opened.

He had a shallow sleep and had already woken up when the man in black came in.At this time, the man in black's attention was diverted, so he got up quickly, hid behind Jing Huai like a gust of wind, and grabbed his sleeve.

Both Jing Huai and the man in black were a little surprised by Rong Shi's actions. They obviously didn't expect that the young boy who was sleeping on the bed would wake up because of this movement, and they haven't started fighting yet.

Ying Shiliu didn't have time to think about it, because the sword on his neck was a little closer.

The sharp blade easily cut the skin on his neck, and blood flowed down his skin.Ying Shiliu believed that if the sword continued to move forward, his head would probably be cut off so easily.

Ying Sixteen secretly thought something was wrong, he underestimated this person too much.

When Jing Huai glanced at the face beside him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and then his wrist moved slightly, and the long sword approached a little, the threat in it was self-evident.

In an instant, countless thoughts flew through Ying Shiliu's mind, how and what should he say to make the other party let him go?If the situation is not good, there must be a battle, and the opponent's martial arts are obviously superior to his, so how to fight and how to use tricks can make him retreat completely?

Although he was born as a shadow guard of the royal family, he was not a dead man, and the most important thing was to preserve his own life no matter what the situation was.As for how to explain to the higher-ups after the mission fails, that is something to consider later.

Let's take one step at a time.

"Jing Shizi is very elegant, so he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and appeared in the courtyard."

"I have a visitor, come and entertain me."

"The son's way of hospitality—" Ying Shiliu stretched out two fingers to clamp the end of the long sword, "very unique."

Ying Sixteen secretly used his internal strength, then frowned slightly - he couldn't move the sword a single bit.

"I'm already being polite when entertaining thieves." Jing Huai casually said to Ying Shiliu, "Tell me, who are you, who are you instigated by, and what is your purpose?"

Ying Sixteen lowered his arms as if giving up resistance.Suddenly, his mind turned, and he pointed at Rong Shi and said:

"My son has so many questions, why don't you ask the person next to you? Who is he, what is his purpose, and why is he hiding it from you?"

The focus suddenly shifted to his side, Rong Shi twisted Jing Huai's sleeve with five fingers, expressionless.He looked at Ying Shiliu with cold eyes.

"..."

Ying Shiliu had just glimpsed the fate of this young man just now, and the influence deep in his heart has not yet dissipated. When Rong Shi looked at him like this, he felt a moment of discomfort in his heart.But he was the head of the shadow guards anyway, so it was impossible for him to be frightened by a child.

Seeing that Jing Huai was unmoved, Ying Shiliu said again: "Don't believe me? Then look at his eyes, ordinary children don't have such eyes."

When Rongshi heard his words, his expression was cold, and it didn't change when Jing Huai looked over.He just tightened the corners of his mouth and straightened his back.

What was in his eyes, he himself did not know.He was begging for life in the cold palace, all he knew was to live, to eat, and to burn coals.

What will his eyes be?

There will be unwillingness, resentment, and murderous thoughts.he thinks.

Because he once thought of killing all the people he hated, burning all the things he disliked, and destroying all the sin and evil in this world.

Such a strong thought will definitely stay in his eyes.

Rong Shi raised his head to meet Jing Huai's gaze.

In the faint candlelight, light and shadow danced.The wind blows in the cold night, the flame is weak, and it will be extinguished in panic.

Jing Huai and Rongshi looked at each other for a moment, then put his hand on his head and rubbed it gently.

Ying Sixteen continued to say to Jing Huai: "He is by no means as weak and innocent as he appears on the surface, weak and innocent can't survive in the deep palace—"

Ying Shiliu's voice stopped abruptly, because Jing Huai had already raised his long sword and severed his right hand.While holding Rong, he spun and retreated three steps, just avoiding the splashed blood.

Jing Huai pointed at the man in black with a long sword dripping with blood in one hand, and put his other hand on Rong Shi's head, pressing his face to himself, blocking his sight and sense of smell.

All this happened in an instant.

Rong Shi didn't know what happened.He was stuffy in Jing Huai's arms, his eyes were dark, the elegant fragrance of his clothes lingered faintly on his nose, it smelled very pleasant and reassuring.

Immediately afterwards, a scream sounded suddenly.Ying Shiliu's face was pale, he was too careless.I also began to regret my reckless actions tonight.

Jing Huaijian pointed at Ying Sixteen, and said coldly, "This is the price you paid me for asking me the third time. Don't talk about irrelevant things, answer my question."

Ying Shiliu gritted his teeth, sprinkled a handful of white ash on Jing Huai, then quickly turned around on the ground and hugged his right hand.Some of the shadow guards will break their hands and then pick them up again.

Jing Huai raised his sleeves to cover it, and when the dust cleared, the man in black was gone.Apart from the bloodstains on the ground, and the wide open windows, it also proved that what happened just now was not an illusion.

Rongshi's ears are sensitive, and he already knows that the man in black has escaped.He stood there without any movement.

Jing Huai glanced at the remaining blood on the ground, lowered his eyes and said: "It seems that it is not suitable to live here tonight."

There was no sound.

After a while, Jing Huai sighed softly, and said, "It's too late, and it's not good to disturb others. Come with me."

Jing Huai's courtyard was on the other side of the mansion, it was late at night, everything was silent, only a room in his courtyard was lit.

In the yard, there were two servants on duty, looking at each other in surprise.

——When did the son go out?

--I do not know.

— Are you dozing off?

——No, did you fight?

--I do not have either.

"..."

"Go and get a pot of hot tea, and then you can go back to rest." Jing Huai came over and instructed the two of them.

"Yes, young master." The two servants quickly looked away, turned around and trotted out to do some work.

After a while, one of the servants knocked three times on the door of Jing Huai's house with a pot of hot tea.

"Sir, tea is here."

Jing Huai's voice came through the wooden door: "Come in."

The servant opened the door and put the teapot on the table.Then he glanced and looked in the direction of Rong Shi.

Rong Shi was sitting by the bed, wearing a dress that was too loose for him, the clothes were luxurious and warm, it was the young master's clothes.He has a thin body and a pale complexion, but he is naturally good-looking. He is drooping his eyes at the moment and doesn't know what he is thinking.

Feeling his gaze, Rong Shi also looked at him.

But the servant immediately looked back, lowered his head, and walked out quickly.

Rong Shi was looking at the direction in which the servant was leaving, and then a shadow blocked in front of him.He raised his head, only to see Jing Huai handing a cup of hot tea in front of him, and said, "Have a cup of hot tea to warm up first, and then we can have a good talk."