Prince of Heaven

Rong Shi glanced at Wen Ding lightly, took a sip of the tea that Jing Huai poured just now, this tea is not an ordinary tea, with a unique fragrance, slightly astringent aftertaste but sweet aftertaste, Jing Huai made a special trip to the doctor Mist tea picked from the valley.

A few days ago, when Qianhuai stepped into the house with a bag of Huawu tea and a bunch of Xingyue flowers, the rising sun was just on the flowers and leaves, reflecting into Rong's heart that had been dark and cold for a long time.

Thinking about it until now, Rong Shi's heart still beats wildly, and because of this, he was a little annoyed with these two people in front of him.

He leaned back and raised his eyelids lazily: "What's the matter with the national teacher?"

The undisguised impatience tone made the national teacher slightly stunned, and then said: "According to the usual practice in previous years, preparations for the ceremony of worshiping the gods at the end of the year should have started by this time. I am here to discuss with His Majesty."

"Since there are conventions, then everything will follow the conventions."

"..."

"Is there anything else to do?"

National Teacher: "...No."

"Then you can go."

"..." The national teacher did not expect His Majesty to be so straightforward, and was speechless in shock.He squinted to the side, seeing that Wen Ding had no other hints, so he took his leave and left.

After the two people who were in the way left, Rong Shi's eyebrows finally relaxed, and the irritability in his tone dissipated.

Turning his head, he smiled helplessly at Shang Jinghuai, pursed his lips for a while, then turned back as if nothing had happened, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

With the treatment these days, Rong Shi's illness has improved a lot.

It's just that this kind of treatment only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will not change the consequences he will suffer in the end-this is the original words of a certain miracle doctor.

Hua Wendeng said that there was nothing he could do about it.Although the death of his master six years ago made him heartbroken, he was powerless against the Dao of Heaven.

But Rong Shi was very relieved, and didn't seem to take this matter to heart.Facing Jing Huai's worries, Rong Shi only smiled and said nothing, enjoying Jing Huai's care and pampering peacefully.

During this period, Jing Huai perfectly demonstrated his "virtuousness".He is an all-around player, he can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, and get into the king's tent-it is really rare to see in a thousand years.

Rong Shi recovered from his illness—at least on the surface—and after that, he concentrated on becoming a secular king as if he had nothing to do. To be honest, he had no interest in Dingguo, he just wanted to find a place with Jing Huai. Do something serious, otherwise he will always be lingering on the couch, he is really

Some are overwhelmed.

Ever since he found out about Rong who likes to be stronger, Jing Huai has never pitied him in this respect.No matter how much you frown and feel distressed afterward, how to toss and toss next time.

"Your Majesty, can you feel uncomfortable?" Jing Huai drank tea for a while while looking at Rong, thinking about what he saw in the morning.It was too presumptuous last night, and there was a little swelling there.

Rongshi's ears became hot, and a blush appeared under the corner of the eye next to the tear mole: "... a little bit."

He never tried to be brave in front of Jing Huai, and occasionally he would say seven points when he felt three points of pain, and then he looked at Jing Huai and treated him as ten points.

Sure enough, the pain in Jing Huai's eyes could no longer be concealed, and he immediately stood up to look for medicine.

"No need." Rong Shi pulled him back, "I took the medicine when I got up early, and it didn't hurt, just...just rest for two days."

Two days is just two days, one day will not be more. Two nights later, Jing Huai asked Rongshi to lie on his lap, lifted his clothes and looked at it. Seeing that it had recovered, he went to get roses from the bedside. The soft | ointment.

At that time, fingers and toes were all curled up, and the neck to the earlobes were all red.

"Your Majesty is majestic today, and I have been waiting for tonight." Jing Huai patted the white and tender balls behind his face, pointed to the soft pillow, and said, "Please condescend to kneel down, Your Majesty."

What Jing Huai said in the previous sentence happened during the morning court today.

This incident was a bit sudden and caught the officials by surprise.

A murderous maniac suddenly appeared in the city of Shangjing, sneaked into the homes of the people after a while, and killed the family with extremely cruel means. This happened for three consecutive days, and the government did not find any clues, except Tell the people to lock the doors and windows at night, there is no other way.

Panic spread throughout the city of Shangjing, this murderous maniac turned into an unspeakable evil, the people's hearts were in chaos, and the whole of Shangjing was also in chaos.

After hearing this, His Majesty the Emperor was furious, and the majesty of the Son of Heaven was fully displayed, frightening the officials of the whole court to kneel together. Mr. Jing saw that he was only admiring, so he had already thought about his posture at night.

Rong Shi was kneeling, Jing Huai hugged him from behind, buried his head in his neck, breathed warm and itchy: "I went to check this case when I left the palace today, the traces left at the scene were replaced by strange methods of murder , very similar to Wen Ding."

"Wen Ding studies sorcery, and needs the blood and souls of so many people this time.

What conspiracy is brewing, your Majesty must be careful. "

"I see."

On the one hand, Rong Shi ordered the imperial army to be dispatched to protect the people and maintain order, and on the other hand, he asked the shadow guards to track down and eliminate the evil spirits.

The Forbidden Army has no special abilities, it mainly maintains order, and the shadow guards are the ones who really play a role.

Thanks to the favor of the new emperor, the shadow guards were able to get rid of the life and death Gu, and they have been idle all this time without arranging tasks. This is the first time His Majesty has assigned them a task. Complete the task perfectly.

Rong Shi didn't say a word to their confession and oath, just nodded slightly, let them go down and start to act.

Jing Huai said with a smile, "Your Majesty has become more and more dignified."

Rong Shi tilted his head, restrained his sharpness and indifference, and after the aggressiveness in his eyes faded away, his appearance actually showed a bit of cuteness: "Brother was joking."

Jing Huai's brows and eyes slightly curved, Rong Shi said in the final analysis, he has always been the same kid from before, no matter how much he has experienced, no matter how old he has grown up, he has never changed.

"Come here." Jing Huai beckoned to him, Rong Shi really walked over obediently and stood beside Jing Huai.

Rong Shi never took his eyes off Jing Huai, he asked with a smile, "Why—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Jing Huai leaned over and kissed his lips, swallowing his last words.

Rong Shi blinked his eyes, his eyes were inexplicably wet, Jing Huai's heart itched unbearably.Fearing that he would be promiscuous in the daytime, Jing Huai raised his hand to cover Rongshi's eyes, not daring to kiss him much, and after a while, he moved his lips and kissed the side of his tear mole, raised his head, the restraint and patience in his eyes It seemed very difficult, but his voice was unexpectedly soft and calm: "Let's go, it's time to get down to business, Your Majesty."

The shadow guards secretly cultivated by the royal family were useful. On the second day of dispatch, the weird murder case was terminated. Although the person behind the scenes was not caught, at least the name of the innocent person was preserved.

Frustrated, Wen Ding flew into a rage.He originally wanted to use this to lure the snake out of the hole, lure out the majesty who was in the deep palace, and arrest him outside.It's a pity that his strength is not enough now, and his success falls short.

Without the blood of the Son of God, his plan would be stuck at the most important hurdle and could not proceed.If it wasn't for knowing that Jinghuai and Rongshi were both very skilled, and there were shadow guards in the palace secretly protecting the emperor, the most convenient way would be to sneak into the palace and imprison the real Son of God in the palace.

He really regrets that he had arrested six years ago

She lived there once, but let him go because of carelessness, otherwise, he would have found the only way to live forever.

With a few clicks, the cup in Wen Ding's hand was crushed into powder and scattered all over the floor.

He walked to a painting, which was a picture of the Suzaku god. Of course, the things in the temple were different from other places. The noble aura of the Suzaku God in the painting seemed to have endless power.

Wen Ding raised his hand to touch the picture, his eyes were filled with fanaticism.

This is the power he longs for.

"It's a pity that there is no god in the world anymore."

Wen Ding stabilized his mind, pressed a mechanism in the corner of the portrait, and a secret room passage appeared immediately.He walked along this passage.

A dark space appeared. It was a pool, with a lotus platform floating in the middle, and a black sphere was suspended on the platform. Looking carefully, there was actually an immature fetus hidden in the black sphere.

Looking at it, Wen Ding smiled wildly, took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and cast a spell in his hand, the souls of several people in the jade bottle screamed and flew towards the black sphere.These souls are the human souls that he has captured with evil spirits in the past few days.

The human soul merged into the black sphere, and the sphere seemed to grow a bit stronger, Wen Ding left contentedly.

After going out, he walked to the residence of the national teacher.

"Master National Teacher."

Wen Ding saw that the national teacher had different notifications, it was an order from the national teacher himself, although the national teacher did not remember it himself, but the servants of the temple said they had heard his order, so he did nothing but think that he was confused.

Therefore, Wen Ding put on his coat to meet Wen Ding with a face full of sleepiness and getting up, and said patiently, "Priest Wen, what's the matter?"

Without further ado, Wen Ding raised his hand and cast the spell, speaking plausibly, the national teacher was wondering, but the next moment he was in a trance, and his eyes lost their luster.

Seeing this, Stable breathed a sigh of relief.At least this puppet is only in his control.

His biggest hole card is in exchange, so he has to make a good plan for the future.

With a wave of Wen Ding's hand, the national teacher returned to normal, his eyes were still lazy and sleepy, but it was completely different from being lifeless like a puppet just now.

"What happened just now?" The national teacher's eyes were puzzled, he often had this kind of sudden loss of consciousness for a moment, so he didn't care after a while.

Probably too sleepy.

He looked at Wen Ding and trembled inexplicably, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.

Wen Ding's eyes are also

It's too weird, he really doesn't like Wen Ding.

"What's the matter?" The national teacher's voice was a little impatient.

"My lord, I'm here to report the arrangements for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods. All of this is done according to the usual practice, but now the Son of God has been missing for a long time..."

The most important part of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods is that the Son of God, escorted by the guardian of the gods, ascends the altar, communicates with the gods, and prays for miracles and favors from the gods.

"If a fake son of God is used, I'm afraid it will provoke the wrath of the gods and endanger the common people."

The national teacher smiled lazily and sarcastically, and then quickly hid it, saying: "It's not that Priest Wen doesn't know that the gods have died long ago, so how can there be gods' wrath? You just find someone to pretend to be."

Wen Ding was very tolerant of his hole cards, and didn't care about his rudeness, and said with a slight smile: "Then do as Master Guoshi said."