Prince of Heaven

So, tell me, does it work for me? "

"It's useless." Rong Shi said, "Wei Man should have told you that what has changed has become a fact, and if it is forcibly reversed, it will be another act against the sky."

Jing Huai's face froze: "Then what should I do?"

Rong Shi raised his hand to smooth Jing Huai's brow: "Wait."

"Wait for what?"

"What is the purpose of my brother coming back to Beijing, just wait for it."

"Do you know?" Jing Huai's purpose of coming back to Beijing, except him and his senior brother, no one knows, not even Wen Ding.

Rong Shi smiled slightly, half-closed his eyes, and said a bit slyly: "I know, I know everything about my brother."

Jing Huai's face remained unchanged: "Oh?"

Rong Shi nodded: "For example, I also know about my brother's previous life."

His hint couldn't be more obvious—he is the only god of Suzaku, and when he recovers, the so-called backlash will naturally not affect him.Backlash is only to restrain those mortals with supernatural powers, so as to avoid chaos in the world.Ordinary people, or detached gods are not bound by this.

Jing Huai understood Rong Shi's hint, but didn't say it clearly, and still played riddles with him.

He stared at Rongshi closely, and asked, "When that time comes, will it be you?"

Before the split of the temple, the Shensi family had been looking for the son of God, because the gods would be revived on the son of God.Jing Huai remembered something that he didn't care about before, but now he thought of something that made him terrified - where will the Son of God go after God recovers?

Jing Huai couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to think deeply.

It was also the first time for Rongshi to encounter this problem. He is now recovering his memory every day, and feels that he can merge with his former self every day. He is not sure what will happen when he really wakes up.

But now, whether it is memory or emotion, the part that belongs to "time" has never disappeared.

"It's me." Rong Shi put his arm around Jing Huai's neck and stuck it up, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, "Brother, don't worry, I've always been me."

Jing Huai supported the bed with one hand, and put his arms around Rong Shi's back with the other, their hair drooped and entangled with each other.

Qing Wu's veil hangs down, and the blood in Jing Huai's body hits his beating heart, igniting a higher temperature, ambiguous, and boundless.Jing Huai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and buried his head in the soft but pale skin.

Lips without warmth.During the entanglement, Jing Huai seemed to have abandoned his tenderness, or the beast instinct he had been hiding in his body had awakened.Rongshi's heart was filled with this ungentle encroachment.His eyes gradually became lax, and the bruises on his body were shocking on his fair skin.

Jing Huai sat up, his eyes lingered on Rong Shi, and Rong Shi thought of it while supporting his limp hands, and Jing Huai pulled him into his arms the next moment.The autumn night was cool, Jing Huai casually picked up a piece of clothing from the side and wrapped it around Rong Shi's body, he lowered his head and kissed Rong Shi's body again, kissing the marks he left on Rong Shi's body, and then went in again.

"Brother..." Rong Shi let out an unbearable soft call, but Jing Huai's eyes darkened, and while breathing heavily, he spun around and brought Rong Shi to the window.He opened the window, and the night was dark, only the fallen leaves of autumn maple trees and the bright moon.

Rongshi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and even though his hands were weak, he still had enough strength to hold on to the window sill.The piece of clothing that Jing Huai casually brought to him was a loose outer robe, which couldn't cover anything.

"Your Majesty." Jing Huai's nose was covered with fine sweat, and he whispered in Rong Shi's ear, but what he saw in his eyes was the night under the moonlight outside the window, "It's enough for Huai to have fun with Your Majesty for a long time."

Rong Shi didn't hear it clearly, the shame filled his whole body's blood, burning him to the point of losing all reason, he could only feel the aura and possession that belonged to Jing Huai.

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Inside the temple.

"Did you find it?" Wen Ding looked angry, staring at the subordinate in front of him with gloomy eyes.

Several people hurriedly knelt down, not daring to lift their heads: "This subordinate is incompetent, please be happy or angry."

Since it is incompetent, how can it make people happy and angry.

The escaped Shenzi's whereabouts are still unknown, Wen Ding feels that his dignity has been challenged, and he is angry from it.

He flipped his palms, as if he had chanted a few spells. There were dark monsters around, and the people kneeling on the ground trembled instantly, but only heard a few clicks, and there were screams in the temple—they It has become food for monsters.

He flicked his sleeves and walked out, walking directly to the place where the national teacher was.

During this period of time, Liguo turned around and started to defend the city. Although it was difficult, he was indeed winning.He felt a little weird about Wen Ding, and remembered what the national teacher had said to him before.

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

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He had a bad premonition and planned to use the national teacher to make a fortune.

The national teacher was sleeping, and he was a little upset when someone woke him up.When he looked up and saw that it was Wen Ding, he restrained his expression a little.

He always felt that Wen Ding was very strange, and there was a kind of discomfort that he couldn't describe.Therefore, he was actually unwilling to deal with Wen Ding, but he was also unwilling to offend him.

"Why is Priest Wen here?" The national teacher yawned and asked, hoping that Wen Ding could see his sleepiness, leave quickly, and let him go to sleep.

"Master Guoshi, I'm really worried about winning or losing in the recent battle between Liguo and Qianguo. It's better for the Guoshi to do a fortune-telling calculation, so I can feel at ease."

The national teacher was not very happy, and said in his heart that you, Wen Ding, only study crooked ways in the temple all day long, so why do you care about state affairs?But thinking so, he instead gave him a divination in front of Wen Ding.

To create a hexagram requires borrowing, or consumes spiritual power.The national teacher is a puppet made by the gods. He is born with spiritual power and can be counted by pinching his fingers.

Wen Ding stared at the national teacher with a sinister look, as if he wanted to see a hole in him.

Why is it that some people are born with supernatural powers, can get everything without hard planning, and can be clean and free from dirt, while Wen Ding wants to bloodthirsty and murder, and become a demon, and in the end he is not as good as a puppet who sleeps and watches movies every day Listening to the music is amazing.

The world is really unfair!Wen Ding's heart bled with hatred, but his surface quickly regained his composure.

After the national teacher finished the hexagram, when he looked at Wen Ding, he saw nothing except that weird sticky feeling.

"How?" Wen Ding asked.

The national teacher pondered for a moment, carefully chose his words, and gave him a definite answer: "The destiny has changed, and the general trend of Liguo has changed."

"The reason for the new emperor?"

The national teacher hesitated for a while, then slowly shook his head: "Not all." After a pause, the national teacher continued: "But I am not strong enough, so I can't see who that person is."

Wen Ding's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak.One thing is beyond doubt, that is, this new emperor influenced and changed the future.

Wen Ding decided to meet him.

Wen Ding is just a priest, except for summoning after the ceremony, it is actually not easy to see the emperor at ordinary times.

But the national teacher is different, you can see him at any time.After the morning court the next day, he asked the national teacher to enter the palace to meet him, and he accompanied him.

There have been frequent wars recently, and the court has been in court for a long time.It was already noon after the morning court, and the people of the Imperial Teacher's Palace passed the news, and Wen Ding followed the Imperial Teacher in.The palace is gorgeously cast, but the furnishings are much simpler than those of the first emperor

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"Your Majesty is eating, please wait for a moment, Mr. National Teacher."

The national teacher didn't care, he closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes.Wen Ding's thoughts were far away, and his mind was full of the absurdity and unbelievability of the destiny being changed.

After waiting for a long time, the palace talent came out and told them to let them in.

Wen Ding snorted coldly: "Your Majesty has eaten enough food."

No emperor has ever dared to disrespect the people in the temple like this.

The palace people were too frightened to speak, and it was not up to them to decide what His Majesty wanted to do.

"That's all, why make things difficult for a servant." The national teacher waved his hand and said to Wen Ding, "The business is important, let's go."

As they walked forward, two palace servants opened the curtains on both sides as they approached, and turned around a screen painted with mountains and rivers. His Majesty the Emperor sat upright, but there were no attendants by his side, only one sitting A young man in official uniform.

The moment he saw the two of them, Wen Ding's pupils shrank.

Wen Ding naturally knew this young man.They used to be brothers.

This person is Jing Huai.

What surprised Wen Ding even more was that His Majesty the Emperor turned out to be the young man with knives who he met in the Huawendeng Medical Hall.

He said why he thought this young man looked familiar at that time.

Six years ago, he often went to the palace and met the prince at that time, but the prince was too young at that time.In the past six years, he has been obsessed with the study of Taoism, and everything on the surface has been controlled by the national teacher, so he has never seen the prince again.

Unexpectedly, after six years, the thin prince had grown so tall, and his appearance had changed a lot, no wonder he didn't recognize him for a while.

Rong Shi also saw Wen Ding, and through Wen Ding, saw his ancestors thousands of years ago.

With this national teacher, Rong Shi's eyes were a bit complicated.

Back then, in order to let the human youth—that is, Jing Huai’s previous life, be as immortal as him, he specially made a puppet to store Jing Huai’s soul, but he never expected that he would be the first to be plotted against.

Rong Shi stared at the national teacher for a long time, while Jing Huai looked back and forth between the two of them.The national teacher's body was originally built for Jing Huai, and Rong Shi tried his best to build it. No matter in terms of appearance or figure, it is first-class, and it is somewhat similar to Jing Huai.

Jing Huai glanced at the national teacher coolly again, then poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Rong Shi.

When the teacup was put down, Jing Huai's gesture was a bit heavy, and there was a sound of "touch",

The tea was steady without spilling a drop, but he drew Rong Shi's attention back.

"Your Majesty, please drink tea." Jing Huai said to Rong with a smile.

Rongshi didn't take the tea, but looked at Jing Huai and smiled.

He likes Jing Huai's appearance of pretending to be innocent on the surface but eating vinegar indiscriminately.

The national teacher looked at the two with great interest, and thought that their relationship really made the officials unable to figure it out.

Occasionally, it is a powerful official and a weak and helpless emperor, and occasionally it is a majestic emperor and his ministers who serve the emperor...

But obviously neither was right, because he saw a deep bond in them.

Intertwined with each other, regardless of each other.

But what Wen Ding saw was different from what the national teacher saw.

He is carrying a fetish with him today, which is the key to finding the Son of God, and he has been carrying it with him since he escaped from the false Son of God.Because the false god son was tampered with by Wei Man, the fetish object would sense the false god son.

But today, there was an unexpected harvest.

Wen Ding was very excited.

Now the fetish reacted, indicating that the Son of God was in this room.The palace people have already withdrawn, he and the national teacher are naturally not sons of gods, then only Jing Huai and Rong Shi are left, and Jing Huai's age is not the same...

Then there is only one last possibility left.

The Son of God is His Majesty the Emperor.