Prince of Heaven

When Jing Huai saw Qi Zhou in front of the emperor, he knew what happened just now from his depressed look.

The emperor has been dissatisfied with the temple for a long time, so naturally he doesn't care about his behavior that can be called presumptuous.Of course, the temple will definitely trouble him afterwards, but he has already had a lot of troubles since he returned to Beijing, and this one is not bad.As for the biggest trouble, it is the current one.

"Jing Qing took someone away from my palace, and now I can't even meet him if I want to?"

"Your Majesty, he is unwell, and his complexion is not good. It is really not suitable for face-to-face. If you don't believe me, Eunuch Zhang can witness it."

Zhang Wangde bowed and replied: "Yes, the servant has seen this child, he is indeed weak and may hinder the holy eyes."

With a slap, the emperor slapped the table in front of him hard, and said angrily, "Why, I need you to decide who I want to see?"

Zhang Wangde's body was shaken, and he quickly knelt down: "Your Majesty, calm down." Xin Dao has been in the palace for several years, and you, the old man, didn't even look at him. What kind of temper are you throwing now?It really is a needle in the sea of ​​the emperor's heart.

Jing Huai looked at His Majesty the Emperor silently for a moment, and had a guess in his heart.But Rong Shi didn't want to see the emperor, Jing Huai would never let him do what he didn't want to do, so he said: "Your Majesty, the frontline battle is very tight, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to waste energy on other things."

The emperor glanced at Jing Huai: "Jing Qing has thought about it?"

Jing Huai made a bow: "The minister is from Liguo, so it is right to do something for Liguo."

The master of the world, the capable one lives there.How the emperor has nothing to do with Jinghuai, but he thought again that the child he picked up at home was the former prince of Liguo, so it's okay to help Liguo, after all, he is in power. Children, no one can sit.

The emperor didn't know what Jing Huai was thinking, he stared at Jing Huai, his anger gradually subsided.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and a guard hurried in to report: "Your Majesty, the Son of God was found to be a fake, and he is now in custody, waiting for His Majesty's order."

Jing Huai's heart stopped beating, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Rongshi below, only to see a sudden crowd of people in a corner where there were no people, but Rongshi had long since disappeared, and Yinzhu and Yinlan were looking around.

His complexion sank, and he immediately went downstairs and hurried towards that place.

"Grand...Young Master." Yinzhu knew he had done something wrong, and his tongue tied in a panic, "Mingyu him, he...he's gone."

Jing Huai glanced at Yinzhu coldly, Yinzhu trembled at the last word, and vainly raised a final sound.

"Send out all the guards in the mansion and search for them immediately." Jing Huai calmly ordered.

"Yes, young master, I will pass the order now." Yin Zhu didn't dare to delay, and acted quickly.

When Rong Shi opened his eyes, he found that he was in a dark but huge room, the bed, gauze curtains, and decorations were all exquisite and solemn.

"you're awake."

Suddenly a feminine voice sounded, Rong Shi turned his head to look, and saw a man standing at the door, walking over slowly, he was wearing a large black robe with wide sleeves, two long belts from his waist As he fell, his face was covered with powder, and the corners of his eyes were outlined in the shape of a crescent moon with red rouge.It was obviously winter, but I was holding a folding fan in my hand.

This person has been seen before, he is the high priest of the temple, the most important subordinate and disciple of Li Guoguo's side, his name is Wen Ding, and he is called Priest Wen.

"It seems His Royal Highness still recognizes me." Wen Ding said with a smile.

Rong Shi stared at him indifferently, and quietly clenched the machete in his sleeve.

Wen Ding seemed to see through his movements, a clear smile appeared in his eyes, he didn't approach him, and only said: "His Royal Highness, I did not confiscate your knife while you were asleep, it is already my greatest sincerity."

Rong Shi asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry." Wen Ding laughed, "The 'Son of God' disappeared today, and the people below are incapable of doing things. They have never seen the Son of God, and they arrested people based on their characteristics. They caught the wrong person."

Wen Ding raised a finger, pointing to the corner of his left eye.

Rongshi and Shenzi both have a mole under the corner of their left eye, and they are about the same age.This explanation is not unacceptable.

At this time, another person came in, wearing the typical black robes of people in the temple, and whispering next to Wen Ding.

The smile on Wen Ding's face restrained, and he glanced at Rong Shi intentionally or unintentionally.After the report was finished, Wen Ding spread his hand, seemingly helplessly said: "Oh, I didn't expect to find it so quickly."

Rong Shi walked out with Wen Ding, through the corridor, the light gradually brightened.Pushing open the door, I saw the guards surrounded the third floor and the outer three floors, and the one in the front was a young man on a horse, handsome and charming, with picturesque features, a look that the girls in Shangjing admired. Appearance and demeanor.

"Jing Shizi, you are safe and well." Wen Ding greeted him.

Jing Huai got off the horse, with a kind expression on his face from the beginning to the end, and even a faint smile on his face when he glanced over.At first glance, he looks like a gentle and courteous son of a family who came to visit his friends.It's just that this is not the case with the menacing guards around here.

"Priest Wen, my younger brother is here to entertain you. I think it has caused a lot of trouble for Priest Wen." Jing Huai's tone was unhurried, and his eyes fell on Rong Shi who was at the side, "Mingyu, come here."

Rong Shi glanced at Wen Ding, ran over quickly, and took hold of Jing Huai's hand extended to him.Running too fast, he didn't stop in time, and bumped into Jing Huai's body suddenly. Jing Huai was afraid that he would fall, so he subconsciously went to help him.Rong Shi was only up to his waist, and he naturally raised his hand to support Rong Shi's shoulders.

"Jing Shizi is Jing Guogong's only son, when did a younger brother appear?"

When Jing Huai embraced Rong, he smirked at Wen Ding and said, "I don't need High Priest Wen Wen to worry about that. My younger brother is ill and the weather is cold, so I can't say more, so I'm leaving."

After speaking, Jing Huai took Rong Shi's hand and turned to leave.

The ceremony of worshiping the gods was over, and there were only a few people on the street, Rong Shi turned to Jing Huai and asked, "My lord, why don't you ride a horse?"

Jing Huai looked at him upon hearing the words: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared." Rong Shi pursed his lips and said, "But you will protect me, right—brother."

Jing Huai stared for a moment, and said, "Yes, I will protect you."

"Don't give up, give me the horse." Jing Huai stopped and said to the guards behind him.

Zhao Buqi nodded, and led the horse forward.

Jing Huai carried Rong Shi onto the horse's back, then turned himself over, and galloped on the horse. The horse's hooves clattered along the streets of Shangjing, leaving the group of guards far behind.

Rong Shi tightly grasped Jing Huai's hand on his chest, his face turned pale, his hair was blown away by the oncoming cold wind, and his whole face was exposed in the air, and it turned red from the cold in a short while, bright Seductive.

Jing Huai looked down at him, and suddenly turned around when he picked up Rong Shi immediately, Rong Shi's eyes widened and he exclaimed, then bumped into Jing Huai's arms head-on, he hugged Jing Huai tightly with lingering fear waist.

Jing Huai laughed loudly, and patted his back reassuringly.

Rong Shi was stuffed in his arms, listening to Jing Huai's joyful laughter, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc unconsciously.

Jing Huai's voice came from above his head: "Is it still cold?"

Rong Shi shook his head: "It's not cold."

Jing Huai's horse stopped in front of Duke Jin'an's mansion, he took Rong Shi off the horse, but he didn't put him on the ground, but walked into the mansion directly in his arms.

The guard at the door bowed his hands respectfully: "Senior." Then he couldn't help but glance at the child in Shizi's arms a few more times.

Shizi was born tall, and easily hugged the child; but the child pursed his mouth and sullenly, as if he was not used to being hugged like this.But there is an inexplicable sense of harmony between the two.

After Jing Huai entered, he walked into his yard, Rongshi saw Yinlan and Yinzhu waiting at the gate of the yard.

The two of them gathered around and said in one voice:

"Mingyu." "How is it?" "Are you injured?" "Did they make things difficult for you?"

Rong Shi shook his head: "No, I'm fine."

When I entered the house, the stove was burning brightly.Rong Shi was finally let go.