Prince of Heaven

Only in the temple.

Wen Ding sat cross-legged on a high platform, the surrounding light was dim, and the reliefs of snakes, scorpions and beasts on the stone pillars in the hall could be vaguely seen, and the eyes seemed to glow with a dim green light.

A man in a white robe walked into the hall.

Wen Ding opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes smeared with rouge curled up, and his voice was indistinguishable: "Master Guoshi."

The national teacher is the nominal master of the temple.

The former national teacher was a member of the Zhou family, who was killed by Wen Ding, and then all the descendants of the Zhou family were also killed by Wen Ding in order to eradicate the grass.

The current national teacher is Wen Ding's senior puppet.

Usually this puppet has its own consciousness, and doesn't know that it is just a puppet.But as long as Wen Ding recites the mantra, he will lose consciousness and completely obey Wen Ding.

In fact, Wen Ding's power cannot create a high-level puppet with personal consciousness.

This puppet actually has another origin.

Because the temple was the residence of Suzaku God more than 1000 years ago, there are many magic weapons of Suzaku God left here.

For example, this "national teacher" was originally a humanoid puppet sealed in the underground ice cellar of the temple.

If the puppet made by the gods is really alive, it cannot be called a puppet—not only will it be more advanced than humans, but it will also be more advanced than the four obedient gods back then. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it only a demigod.

But for some reason, God didn't complete the last step back then, so the puppet was just a puppet, which made Wen Ding cheaper.

Wen Ding has studied the puppet art for many years, and took this fetish as his own.He endowed the puppet with a false memory and implanted a spell in his body.

More than ten years have passed, this puppet, Wen Ding has used it well.

The imperial palace has just experienced a bloodbath, and this is a memorabilia that can become a historical node.

But the change of dynasties and the alternation of the throne will not affect the status of the temple at all.

However, Wen Ding was a little interested in this new emperor.

How did a prince who was favored by the late emperor like a bird but had no real power win this palace change?

Beyond that, the question of how the royal family and the temple would continue to coexist would require some work on his part.

During the period of the first emperor, the temple was not restricted by the royal family and formed its own system.Only people in the temple have the right to act cheaply in the secular world, and only people in the royal family do not kneel.

Wen Ding hoped that the shrine and the new emperor could maintain the previous way of getting along.

If possible, he hoped that the new emperor would be more savvy, and would not be ignorant of flattery, like the first emperor, who would always secretly trip up the temple and try to bring it down.

As for the shadow guards trained by the royal family, all kinds of strange arts are only superficial, how can they be the opponents of the temple?

The temple has the inheritance of Suzaku God.

More than 1000 years ago, Suzaku built the temple with his own hands, and ordered his four servants to assist in managing the temple.

"Master Guoshi went to meet the new emperor?" Wen Ding came down from the stage and stood still in front of the Guoshi.

The national teacher nodded, walked to the side and sat down as if no one else was there: "Yes, I have already met this majesty."

Wen Ding frowned slightly, and then asked: "What does the Master of the State Teacher think of this new emperor?"

The national teacher squinted his eyes, as if he was remembering, and after a while, he replied slowly: "She is a beauty."

"..."

The national teacher is lustful, which is the attribute that Wen Ding imposed on this puppet.It's just that I didn't expect that it's not just female, but also male.

Wen Ding asked again: "What else?"

"Except for this..." The national teacher pondered for a while, and then said, "In my opinion, this His Majesty may be able to change the future of Liguo."

Wen Ding frowned deeply, and his delicate and feminine voice was somewhat sharp: "How do you say that?"

The national teachers have always been able to peek into the destiny—that is, the predictive power bestowed by the national teacher, which is the inheritance of the Wei family, but after more than 1000 years of development, the powers of their four families have already blended with each other.

However, there are some differences. Their mastery of the abilities of their own family and the mastery of other families' things they secretly learned are probably specialization (self-professional) and bypass (rough knowledge).

Wen Ding can also predict power, but he can only predict the short-term future with the help of gods.

But the national teacher itself was created by the gods, and has many abilities beyond their reach.This puppet's predictive power seems to be stronger than that of Wei Jiahuan.

The national teacher recalled the future he saw when he met the new emperor, and said: "Actually, I can't be sure. Because the future that was originally clear is now blurred and distorted."

The original future is that the country will be destroyed, and the mountains and rivers will perish.

"Since the ascension of the new emperor, this future has become uncertain."

This was the most straightforward palace change in Li Country's history.

Rivers of blood flowed during the day, and the dust settled at night.

When the new emperor ascends the throne, there will definitely be a big change in the court.

Such as Xu Sanyou, Deng Tuo

Wei and the others immediately became the upstarts of the court.Originally, all the people from King Qiu's faction were dismissed, and the remaining minor officials who were insignificant and were not found out also tightened their tails and became officials.

The new emperor rewarded the three armies for meritorious service, and the soldiers and horses in the county were settled down and returned on another day.

Everyone had a doubt in their hearts, but the new emperor was too iron-blooded to dare to ask.

What they were wondering about was, where did Mr. Jing Huaijing go?

The new emperor retained Lord Jing's position as the third prince, but since the palace changed, no one has seen Lord Jing.

They were faintly worried.

Jing Huai was originally the teacher of the prince, but now he is the teacher of the emperor, and everyone can see that the new emperor attaches great importance to Mr. Jing, so he will not come to kill the donkey, right?

But who knows, the most unpredictable thing is the emperor's heart.

late at night.

Everything came to an end. The emperor, who was already ruthless in the hearts of the officials, had just finished bathing, washed away all the blood and dust on his body, and entered the palace wearing a loose and soft robe.

Inside the bedroom, the lights are bright.

All the palace servants withdrew one by one as he came in, and the palace door was gently closed by the last palace maid.

In the depths of this palace, a man is imprisoned.

The man had a handsome face and was wearing a black brocade robe, sitting quietly beside the bed.

He raised his eyes to look at the young emperor, his eyes were deep, perhaps there was some confusion in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't understand what the young emperor was doing.

Normal people probably can't understand it.

Ten days ago, he was not afraid of backlash, and informed him that "there will be a big change in the palace, which will cause disaster to King Qiu's Mansion", and secretly mobilized soldiers and horses from the county to help him ascend the throne.

Everything was done for his consideration, and Jing Huai felt that he had cut his heart to him.

As for the matter of feelings, Jing Huai has already responded to him, except for the last step, they have done everything they should do.

Just the night before the palace change, they kissed each other deeply.

The prince who had not ascended the throne at that time was soft in his arms, his eyes were tender like water, full of deep love and affection.

In a blink of an eye, the prince became the emperor and imprisoned him here.

"Can you tell me why?" Jing Huai asked.

Rong Shi stopped and looked at Jing Huai a few steps away.

In the dormitory, the silence briefly stagnated in the air.

"Brother really doesn't understand." Rong Shi stepped forward again, walking towards the bed step by step, "Because I've wanted to do this for a long time."

The flickering candlelight reflected in his

On the eyebrows and eyes, they are as crazy and gorgeous as red lotus fire.

When he spoke again, Rong Shi's voice changed slightly, as if something suppressed was breaking through his tolerance.

He said: "I have long wanted to imprison my brother by my side, not allowed to go anywhere, just like now, trapped in my bedroom, the thing to do every day is to wait for me to come back."

The boy's voice was slightly distorted at the end, and when he looked up, his eyes were surprisingly paranoid and sick, and he was firmly suppressed.

Rong Shi stopped beside Jing Huai, raised his hand and touched his brow bone lightly: "Brother, you can't run away now."

Jing Huai raised his hand and grabbed Rong Shi's hand.

This hand has distinct joints, is slender and beautiful, but it has killed countless people, and now it is in charge of the power of mountains and rivers, deciding the life and death of the world with one hand.

With a movement of Jing Huai's eyes and a little force on his hands, he clasped Rong Shi's hands behind his back, and then freed one hand to wrap around his waist.

"Who said I'm going to run away?" Jing Huai smiled slightly, "If I run away, won't I miss His Majesty's waist?"

Rongshi's hand that was pressed behind his back moved, but he didn't use much force, and it wasn't really a struggle.Jing Huai's hand moved slightly around Rong Shi's waist, and Rong Shi's hand moved even more.

It seems to have found a sensitive point.

Jing Huai originally wanted to tease his Majesty, but when he looked up, he saw His Majesty biting his lip and suppressing a groan, no matter how turbulent his heart was, he didn't want to do human affairs, he just wanted to deal with this unscrupulous child. Even better.

He sighed lowly, let go of His Majesty's hand, and embraced him in his arms.

"If I want to go, Your Majesty, do you think you can keep me?"

Rong Shi's body froze, and his voice was a little cold: "Do you think I can't keep it?"

Jing Huai pinched his ear, then approached the red ear and whispered: "My Majesty seems to be very confident. Do you think that if you become the emperor, you will not be afraid of anything? But Your Majesty, even if you are God, there are things you can't do."

Rong Shi didn't speak, his fingers clasped the palm of his hand, the nail marks sank deeper and deeper, and then Jing Huai let go.

"You said what should I do with you." Jing Huai sighed.He looked down at the almost pinched palm, gently kneading his thumb back and forth.

"I didn't ask why you imprisoned me just now, but I wanted to ask, why don't you believe me?"

Hearing this, Rong Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jing Huai.

Jing Huai's eyebrows are clear and handsome, and the brows seem to be windy

Thoughtful, but usually indifferent to people, gentle but also alienated.At this time, he seemed to have dissipated the wind, frost, rain and snow accumulated in his life, and his eyes were full of romance and passion.

He sighed slightly: "I don't know, His Majesty is also playing tricks on me?"

Rong subconsciously denied it: "No."

Jing Huai said: "No? Your Majesty obeyed me in every possible way before he became the throne, and he was so obedient, I believed it."

After a pause, Jing Huai continued: "I never thought that His Majesty would imprison me when he ascended the throne. Isn't it just a joke?"

Rong Shi retorted: "Aren't I obedient to my brother now?"

He pointed at Jing Huai's reckless hand, Jing Huai raised his eyebrows, and squeezed His Majesty's waist, aiming at the sensitive point he had just discovered.

"As for the imprisonment..." Rong Shi's voice paused, then his throat became a little dry, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, the only thing is to leave me, I won't allow it."

"What if I have to go?"

"If brother insists on leaving, then I have no choice but to tie him up." Rong Shi pulled his face, pressed Jing Huai's troublesome hand, and said coldly, "There are things God can't do, but not including these things. One point. Brother, you can’t escape.”

"I think my brother doesn't want to become a puppet."

Jing Huai smiled and said, "I really don't want to."

"I like my brother very much, and I don't want to, but if my brother wants to run away, it's better to be a puppet." Rong Shi's tone didn't fluctuate, and then he approached Jing Huai's ear and whispered, "If you don't believe me, brother can give it a try. .”

Jing Huai: "..." This is not obedient at all.

He sighed lowly, then smoothed Shun Rongshi's hair distressedly and affectionately, and said seriously: "I will not leave you, Your Majesty."

Rong Shi opened his eyes wide, just staring at him quietly, not sure if he believed what he said.

After a while, Rong Shi backed away a little distance, and said instead: "Everything in the court has been arranged properly, and everything is currently going according to the established process."

Jing Huai's eyes paused slightly.

"Among the things I planned to do today, there is only one thing left." Rong Shi said calmly, "Brother, do you know what it is?"

The gold tent is warm, the red candles are beautiful, what do you not understand about Jinghuai Exchange?

But Jing Huai didn't speak immediately, just leaned on Rongshi's neck and sniffed lightly, with a three-point smile in his tone: "Your Majesty's body smells so good, I guess His Majesty used flower petals specially when taking a bath. So the rest One thing, wash and climb on my bed?"

"..."

Rongshi's complexion is pale, and it's not easy to blush, but at this moment, the unconsciously curled fingers completely exposed the shame in his heart.Jing Huai understood, with a smile on his brows and corners of his eyes, he clasped fingers with Rong Shi.

"Your Majesty is very kind, but I'm just disrespectful." Jing Huai murmured in Rongshi's ear, with a respectful tone, "I've offended you, Your Majesty."

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