Prince of Heaven

Jing Huai looked at the boy on the bed, his expression was not very good.

He came in from the outside, his body was as cold as frost and snow. With his tall figure and stern face, he looked a little scary. No wonder the little maid was scared and cried by him just now.

He had just competed in martial arts, and there was still a murderous look in his eyes.It's just that when this murderous aura came into contact with the young man's sickly face and panicked eyes, it dissipated instantly like a spring breeze.

"Young Master." Rong Shi's face was flushed, and he was covering his brocade handkerchief, as if he was about to cough.

Seeing this, Jing Huai walked forward silently and followed his back.

"Why are you bothering?" Jing Huai said, "Since it's so uncomfortable, why are you still willful?"

Rong Shi coughed again and again several times, causing a sickly blush to appear on his pale cheeks.

After coughing once, Rong Shi's voice became hoarse again: "I'm sorry, son."

Jing Huai said: "You don't have to tell me I'm sorry. Because you are sorry for yourself. If you don't cherish yourself, how can others cherish you?"

Rong Shi was startled and lowered his eyes.

Jing Huai asked, "Why, you don't agree with my words?"

Rongshi twisted the quilt with five fingers, and pressed a short mark on the soft brocade quilt with his fingers.

He felt that Jing Huai's words made sense, but the reality seemed to be different.

Obviously... At the very beginning, it was people who hated me first, and me who didn't want me first.This is what he really thought.

But he also knew that no one wanted to hear such negative words.Therefore, these words only passed through his heart once, and they were firmly hidden in his heart, without revealing anything.His head was bowed, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes were covered by long, thick lashes.

"No, I think the young master is right."

Jing Huai observed him carefully, and suddenly remembered what happened to him in the palace.After a moment of silence, Jing Huai leaned over and hugged him gently.

A hug was very short, and it was too late to breathe.The corners of Rongshi's mouth were pursed, nostalgia was written in his eyes, but he didn't dare to ask too much for a while.

He raised his eyes a little, and called out in a low voice, "Master."

Rongshi's brows and eyes are very well formed, and the movement of raising his eyes slightly with a tentative intention is like a newborn baby animal. Opening his eyes, he casts a "please advise" gaze to the world for the first time .

As soon as Jing Huai lowered his head, he met such a gaze, and a corner of his heart was touched.

His expression softened a little, and he responded in a gentle voice: "Huh?"

Rong Shi looked a little tangled, don't open your eyes to look at other places for a while, and then secretly glanced at Jing Huai.

Jing Huai stood in front of the couch and watched quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile in his voice: "What's the matter, let's talk."

Rong Shi twirled the quilt with his fingers again, and said, "My name..."

Jing Huai said: "So it's about this. Give me a hand."

Rong Shi's hand that was twisting the quilt unconsciously was pulled up by Jing Huai.

Jing Huai had just entered the house from the wind and snow, but his hand was hot, the moment he held Rong Shi's hand, the temperature was so hot that Rong Shi's fingers trembled twice.

Rongshi's attention was involuntarily attracted by Jing Huai's fingers.

Jing Huai's fingers moved up and down on Rong Shi's palm, and wrote two characters one after another.

"Mingyu."

Jing Huai's hands are beautiful, and when his own hands rise and fall, it's tempting to also rise and fall.Rong Shi was stunned.

After finishing writing, Jing Huai curled up his hands and said with a slight smile: "Your name, put it away."

"Let me tell you, the young master's arrow is so majestic, it suppressed those people so much that they couldn't say a word, and then the target moved. How could the young master be afraid of this? He shot three arrows at a time, without fail. The arrows are red hearts. !"

In the past few days, Rongshi's spirit has gradually improved, so Yinzhu started to gossip with him.He spoke vividly, getting more and more excited as he spoke:

"What are you talking about? After the competition, there are beautiful girls stopping in front of the young master and asking him if he is married, and there are many girls who are not so courageous, throwing flowers on the young master's carriage."

Yinzhu made another mistake yesterday and received a fine. His butt is not good, and he dare not sit down. He always talked standing up, but when he saw her, he listened carefully, and his interest became more and more high. In the end, he directly gestured, who As soon as his body made a big movement, he pulled the wound on his buttocks, yelled "Ouch, Ouch" several times, and when he turned around, he was immediately startled.

When I saw Rong who was still listening to the story seriously, his eyes suddenly changed.He became dark and strange, his black pupils were dark and deep, but it seemed that bright red blood could ooze out, coupled with his sick appearance, it was really scary.

Yin Zhu was so frightened that he almost lost half of his soul, when he regained his senses, and took a closer look, Rong Shi was still sick, as if he would fall down when the wind blows, as if everything just now was just nothing. his hallucinations.

"And then?" Rong Shi asked.

"Then...after? What then?"

Rong Shi reminded him: "Didn't you just say that the young master was stopped by a beautiful girl? Then?"

Yinzhu suddenly said: "Oh! Then, the young master lied to her that he was married, and the girl left regretfully. Hey, the point is not this, the point is that our young master is too wise and powerful."

"Ah, and, speaking of this, let alone a few months ago, the Young Master's battle at the Huixian Hall! Back then, the Young Master was so shocked. First, it was literary theory. Our young master cited classics, quotes from many sources, ranging from astronomy to geography. , Make them speechless! Then they compare poems, paintings, chess, and playing the piano! How did you know that our young master is proficient in everything, and one person can compare all of them? It is more convincing than oral!"

Yinzhu seemed to be honored, and he was so excited when he spoke, he couldn't stop when he spoke, and then he started to talk again until his mouth was dry and tongue dry.

He drank a cup of tea, but saw that Rong Shi's expression became more and more sleepy, and he didn't seem right, so he said sullenly: "Are you tired? Why don't you rest."

"I'm not tired." Rong Shi said.

He was telling the truth. After taking the medicine every night, he became extremely lethargic and slept from night to noon the next day.He had slept enough, but because his body was still weak, he was not in good spirits.

"Go ahead." Rong Shi said.

He was very willing to listen to Yin Zhu's talk about Jing Huai.

Unexpectedly, Yinzhu suddenly stopped the excitement of continuing to tell the story, turned to stare at him and said: "I have worked so hard to take care of you these few days, you are not allowed to compete with me for your son's favor in the future."

Rong Shi was taken aback, lowered his eyes and said

: "I didn't want to argue with you."

His pitiful and lonely expression made Yinzhu suddenly feel a little aggressive, and an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, reminding him of the hallucination he saw just now.

Yinzhu couldn't help touching his nose and laughing twice, and said: "But don't worry, you can be the second favorite. I see that you still like you very much, as long as you follow me and study hard, I will keep you as the only one besides me. Besides, the young master is the second most used person."

"Really?" Rong Shi raised his head, his eyes lit up slightly, as if looking forward to it.

What a silly boy!

Yin Zhu felt a little more at ease in his heart, he patted his chest and said: "Really! Our brothers are of the same heart, and our profits cut through gold. I guarantee that we can compare Zhao Buli and Zhao Buqi!"

Rong Shi frowned imperceptibly, and asked, "Zhao Buli and Zhao Buqi? Who are they?"

Yin Zhu curled his lips, and said: "They are the two secret guards next to the young master. When the young master and Mr. Wei left, they also followed all the way. The young master used them very much."

"Are they more important than you?"

Yin Zhu blurted out his denial: "Of course not!"

Rong Shi looked at him suspiciously.

"Okay." Yinzhu hesitated for a while and finally admitted, "For now, they do have a little more important work than me."

Yinzhu raised his right hand, sticking his thumb and index finger together, leaving only a gap, and vividly drew a "little bit".

After a pause, Yin Zhu added: "But that's because they know martial arts, but I don't. I can't do many dangerous things."

They were talking, when the maids and guards greeted each other outside the door, it was Jing Huai who came over.

Jing Huai was busy during the day, going to court, attending classes, and dealing with some trivial government affairs. Every time he returned home, it was already dark.But since the incident last time, every time Jing Huai returned home, he would come here to see Rong Shi first.

Rong Shi is very obedient, his eyes light up every time he sees him, making people feel better for no reason.

Because of this, Jing Huai was more willing to visit him.On a rest day, when there is nothing important to do, Jing Huai is also willing to go to his place to pass the time, or play chess with Hua Wendeng, or chat with them casually.

When Rongshi heard a few "Young Master" outside the door, he immediately turned his head, his eyes looked at the direction of the door, and only heard the sound of the curtain, Jing Huai walked in.

After Jing Huai entered the door, he took off the cloak, and the little maid Yin Lan stepped forward to take the cloak, and then silently retreated to the side.

"What are you talking about?" Jing Huai stretched his sleeves and asked.

Leading bamboo to present treasures and said: "I'm telling him about the young master's scenery and deeds."

Jing Huai only thought for a while and knew what Yinzhu said.

He looked at the boy sitting on the bed, meeting his eyes.

Jing Huai smiled, and said: "The scenery is not very beautiful, but listening to it can still relieve boredom."

In the imperial study room of Liguo Palace, luxurious veils fluttered, and one or two coughs could be heard from time to time.

Zhongchang Attendant Zhang Wangde came in holding a volume of files.

"Your Majesty, the list of envoys has been released."

The emperor's voice came from above, not as full of aura as when facing the courtiers, but rather weak: "Present." Here. "

The emperor flipped through the list and glanced at it, then suddenly dropped the scroll, and said coldly: "Except for Jing Huai, who was elected by the people, who is not from the Suzaku Temple?"

Zhang Wangde lowered his head and kept silent.

The Suzaku Temple has existed since the founding of the country, and it hides behind the royal family like a supernatural being, restricting the royal family and the court, making each generation of monarchs feel uncomfortable in their bedrooms, like a light on their backs.

This is understandable, after all, how could others be allowed to sleep soundly on the side of the couch.

But the Suzaku Temple is very difficult to get rid of.

Because unless the faith of the people in the Li country is eradicated, the Suzaku Temple will always exist like this.But to uproot the people's beliefs is to shake the foundation of the country, and the risk is extremely high. If one is not careful, the royal family of the Li country will be doomed forever.

But he was just an envoy, and he had no rights other than to be a little more famous in the ceremony of worshiping the gods. The envoys did not participate in politics or the army. Zhang Wangde didn't quite understand why the emperor would be so angry.

After a while, the emperor had calmed down.He rubbed his forehead, and asked instead: "How is Jinghuai in Hanzhang Hall these few days?"

Zhang Wangde replied: "Your Majesty, Mr. Jing is teaching and giving lectures like an ordinary master, and there is nothing unusual about it."

The emperor pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "I asked you to investigate the palace man that Jinghuai took away, why did Jinghuai take him away, and what's different about him, why haven't you found out after so long?"

Zhang Wangde was silent.

With a "snap", something was smashed to the ground and shattered.

Zhang Wangde's body trembled from the sudden sound.

The emperor was moody and violent, even a person like Zhang Wangde who had been with the emperor for a long time was always walking on eggshells.

The emperor dropped a cup on the table, and was furious: "Zhang Wangde, you are promising, even I dare to lie!"

Zhang Wangde quickly knelt down, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, I dare not!"

Another piece of porcelain exploded beside Zhang Wangde, and the pieces of broken porcelain splashed up, drawing a long bloody gash on his arm.

The emperor said angrily: "Then hurry up and say it!"

Zhang Wangde knelt on the ground, with beads of sweat on his forehead.