Prince of Heaven

In the winter of Liguo, it is very cold with ice and snow, and it can turn into ice slag if you breathe outside.

But the fighting in the south did not stop because of the bad weather.

His Majesty the Emperor personally marched for three months and came back just before the New Year's Eve.

Although the weather is cold, it's only a matter of time before returning to Beijing. There are thousands of people in Beijing, and the streets are full of welcome.

It is a rare thing to see the imperial conquest in person, not to mention the three consecutive months of success, which has lifted the spirits of the people and the generals and soldiers, and their morale has been greatly boosted.

The new year's change in Liguo is accompanied by a grand ceremony for worshiping the gods, and the atmosphere in the city is even higher. It is not a prosperous age that is better than a prosperous age.

The scene was too festive, and it seemed a bit chaotic. The guards in Shangjing were conscientious and conscientious, but some places were chaotic.

And the chaos in some places is man-made.

A black-clothed man who was ordinary but fierce like a pig butcher was hiding in a tall building behind the crowd.He looked at His Majesty the Emperor wearing a silver armor and a red cloak on a horse, and slowly raised his bow and arrow, aiming at his throat.

"call out!"

The bow and arrow broke away, piercing the space and making a shocking sound.Some sensitive people were the first to discover the arrow and screamed.The crowd only became more confused.

"Protect Your Majesty!" The accompanying army quickly moved after a sharp roar, but it was too late, and the arrow approached His Majesty the Emperor in a second.

Everyone's hearts stopped beating almost at the same time.

However, the corner of their emperor's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, and he clamped the arrow that threatened his life with two fingers.

At that moment, with the arrow in his finger, he shot his gaze into the window of a building, where there was no trace of the man in black at the moment.

His Majesty the Emperor was assassinated, which is a great thing.At that time, the military barracks of the Yamen in Beijing were dispatched with all their strength to arrest the criminals.

When the prisoner was escorted into the cell, he refused to admit it and yelled that he was wronged.

"I didn't expect you to be able to lurk for so long." Jing Huai entered the cell, and the guards on both sides gave way, "Xizuo Keyi, the biological father of the third prince."

When Ke Yi saw Jing Huai, his eye sockets were so wide that they were about to burst open, and the eyes only shot out the light of hatred.

"It's you!"

"It's me." Jing Huai stopped three steps away from him, "Now, it's your turn."

The humid air in the cell is thick, and the cold and damp shadow of the beam casts on Jing Huai's body

, he smiled slightly, gentle and warm, but the prisoners in the prison couldn't help shivering, and a chill came out of their hearts.

"I thought you would take revenge soon after your son died, but I didn't expect that you have been dormant for so long." Jing Huai deliberately mentioned that the third prince was only dead.

Sure enough, when it came to his son, Kayi's fear doubled and turned into anger: "Damn you, you and the dog emperor from Liguo deserve to die!"

"Crack!" An extremely crisp sound resounded in the prison, and Keyi's rough and dark face was swollen to the height of a finger, and his face was deflected by the powerful force. tooth.

Jing Huai's voice was extremely cold: "Keep your mouth clean." Ke Yi gritted his teeth: "Bah, the dog emperor is the dog emperor, and sooner or later you will be defeated by my king!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack..." After several crisp sounds, Keyi's mouth was already swollen, his teeth were covered with blood, and he could no longer speak clearly.

"Your king?" Jing Huai sneered, "I can tell you clearly that within three years, your king will be a prisoner."

Keyi's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he said indistinctly: "Bullshit! Kill as you want, don't waste your tongue, I won't say a word, I am loyal to my king, and I swear to the death that I will not reveal anything. confidential!"

"You're wrong." Jing Huai said while wiping his hands with a handkerchief slowly, "I don't want to know any secrets from you."

Ke Yi's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose: "Then what do you want to do?"

Jing Huai threw away the veil, and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, the son owes the father to taste, I have always regretted letting Rong Yang die so simply. How did Rong Yang hurt His Majesty back then, I will be on you forever." Bring it back a hundredfold."

Rong Yang is the name of the third prince.

"what are you going to do?"

"No, he doesn't have the right to be named Rong." Jing Huai's eyes suddenly darkened, he ignored his words, and instead said, "It should be your surname Tadamu."

Ke Yi was startled, his surname had been discarded when he became the king's dead man, how did he know?He looked at Jing Huai with fear again.

"When I met you for the first time, all your disguises were like transparent decorations in front of me. You should be happy because—" Jing Huai paced to the torture rack next to him, "Not everyone is worthy of my use capable."

Jing Huai's fingers brushed over the torture tools on the rack one by one.

However, he looked up at Keyi's terrified expression, and smiled slightly: "You have been away from the country for so long, and you must know the top ten tortures in the country. Now, it's time for you to experience it for yourself."

Ke Yi looked at Jing Huai who was walking slowly in horror, and the screams resounded throughout the prison not long after.

It is said that after this incident, the prisoners in the prison became more and more obedient one by one.

But this is a later story. After the execution, Jing Huai threw Ke Yi, who was dying, into a cell made of stones. The jailer cautiously brought a bucket of water for him to wash his hands. He washed his hands seriously. He smiled mildly at the jailer.

After he left, the jailer fell to the ground and murmured, "It's a devil."

After leaving the cell, the sky outside was just right.Although the winter sun wasn't hot enough, it still made Jing Huai feel a little dazzling when he just came out of the dark cell.

He raised his hand to block the sun, and then saw His Majesty the Emperor not far away.He left the palace in low clothes, accompanied only by a young eunuch.

Jing Huai ran and walked forward in two steps: "Why are you here?"

Rong Shi said: "Brother has been out for a while."

When Jing Huai lifted Rong, he covered it with his cold hands, and said softly: "It's my fault, it's cold outside, shall we go back?"

"it is good."

The situation on the border of Liguo is very good, and the New Year's Eve in Shangjing City is also more lively than in previous years.

The atmosphere of the god worship ceremony just before the new year was extremely lively.

The night before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods, Jing Huai got up from the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt when he turned around to cover his face.

Then, Jing Huai's hand was grabbed.Jing Huai raised his eyes, and met Rong Shi's quiet and profound eyes.

"Where are you going?" Rong Shi asked in a calm tone.

Jing Huai gently rubbed his side face, and brushed away the sleepy hair on his forehead, his voice was extremely gentle in the silent night: "I'll wake up at night, you should sleep well first, huh?"

Rong Shi let go of his hand: "I'll wait for you."

Jing Huai rubbed his head: "I'll be back soon."

He didn't ask the palace servants to hold the lamps, and turned out a door.The night watchmen had long been accustomed to Jinghuai's overnight stay in the emperor's palace, and lowered their heads respectfully, without saying a word.

As the dew deepened, a layer of frost covered the grass on the side of the road, and the sky and the earth were extremely cold.

Jing Huai stopped by the side of the road.

He's not actually up at night

, I just couldn't sleep and wanted to go out for a walk, afraid of thinking too much, so I coaxed him to wake up at night.

Although the weather was cold, the night sky was bright and the stars were shining brightly.Jing Huai looked up at the sky, thinking in his heart, he wondered if he would need such coaxing in the future.

Getting along day and night, he had already guessed that Rong Shi was actually the Son of God.As Master said, the Son of God will surely awaken, and the gods will come to the world again.

And this time is tomorrow's god worship ceremony.

The awakened son of God, a god with godhood, will he retain his memories and emotions when he was a mortal?

How can a memory of less than 20 years leave traces in the heart of a god who has existed for thousands of years?

Although Rong Shi said that it was him, Jing Huai couldn't believe it.

Master once said that it is rare for a person to be confused in his lifetime.Being too sensible is sometimes not a good thing.

Even if Rong Shihua retains the memories and emotions of his time as a human being, it probably won't be as strong as it is now.

Jing Huai took a deep breath, and the cold air poured into his body, which made him wake up a little bit, and the last bit of drowsiness had dissipated.

In the silence of the winter night, light footsteps sounded behind Jing Huai.

As if he had already guessed who it was, Jing Huai didn't look back immediately.

After a while, a pair of hands hugged him from behind.

Rong Shi leaned his head sideways on Jing Huai's back, his black hair scattered like a waterfall, and the starlight shone into his eyes, it was so beautiful.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Jing Huai turned around, opened his arms and hugged him tightly, blocking the cold night wind.

"It's so cold, why did you come out?"

Rong Shi raised his head from Jing Huai's arms, revealing a thin and fair face: "I'm afraid you'll run away."

Jing Huai smiled helplessly, and stuck his fingers into his thick hair: "I said I would not run away. I will always be with you."

"Always?"

"Always."

The corners of Rongshi's mouth curled up, and the end of his words carried strong affection and meaning: "Me too."

After speaking, he raised his chin, hooked Jing Huai's head and kissed it.

The kiss went deep, but Jing Huai left suddenly, Rong Shi's eyes were ignorant, a little dissatisfied and pitiful.

Jing Huai smiled, and moved his palm along his back to embrace him, and picked up his knee with the other hand, and hugged him.

"It's too cold, even if His Majesty is not afraid of the cold, please take pity on me."

Rongshi felt that Jinghuai's embrace was indeed not as warm as before, so she raised her eyebrows

Frowning slightly, he said, "It's my fault."

Jing Huai chuckled twice, stopped talking, and strode into the house.

From the corner of their eyes, the guards at night caught a glimpse of the two of them, with their heads lowered even lower.

Jing Huai put Rong Shi on the bed, lowered his head and lightly touched his forehead, both serious and joking: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding, but I don't know how long I will be able to enjoy your majesty's special experience?"

Rong Shi stared at him quietly, then leaned over and hugged Jing Huai tightly, saying: "Until I die."

Jing Huai lightly reprimanded: "Nonsense."

Rong Shi covered his mouth with his lips.

After a long while, Rong Shi rubbed his chin with his lips: "Brother, unless I die, you will never leave me."