Villain, do you remember that I am a stand-in?

Shen Lianting stood outside a temple, during which flames shot into the sky, thick smoke billowed, mixed with countless screams and the sound of buildings collapsing, all broke through the sky.

Numerous pilgrims rubbed shoulders with him and ran towards the vermilion gate of the temple.

The monks carried wooden barrels to put out the fire, but the fire was so intense that no matter how they were rescued, it would be a drop in the bucket.

He watched helplessly as the monks rushed into the fire, but few came out intact.

The glazed and resplendent tiles on the roof of the temple fell one after another, and the crisp sound of breaking was like Shen Lianting's heart.

In the raging fire, he suddenly saw the abbot who kindly took him in at the beginning standing in the hall, shook his head in disappointment, and was immediately engulfed by the fire.

He wanted to rescue him, but his body was immobilized. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, and became dumb.

However, the pilgrims and passers-by who gathered in front of the gate couldn't open the door. Countless palms slapped the facade, shouting in despair and leaving countless bloodstains, but everything was in vain.

Shen Lianting was dumbfounded, he didn't know why everything turned out like this, he didn't want to rebel, he just wanted to leave a way for Fang Yingqing to survive, this was not what he wanted.

Wrong, all wrong.

Suddenly, the dense crowd at the door came to a standstill, all turned their heads with ferocious faces, and all pointed at Shen Lianting and cursed.

"Ingratitude! Wolf-hearted!"

"The abbot shouldn't have saved you, you deserved to die outside!"

"We'll all be buried with you! Are you happy!"

"The devil! The scum of the royal family!"

The sound of cursing hit Shen Lianting overwhelmingly, he kept shaking his head, and made a broken sound: "No, I didn't..."

Thousands of people blamed him, but no one listened to his justification, grief exploded in his chest like a raging fire, he opened his mouth in despair, and was suddenly submerged in endless fireworks.

When he woke up, there were no temples, no pilgrims, and no fire.Only in the darkness, cold sweat mixed with heavy panting rippling in the air.

Shen Lianting's body was hot and cold, he turned his head belatedly, and Ji Xiaoguang beside him was breathing calmly, kicking off the quilt and still falling asleep.

"Xiaoguang..." Knowing that the people around him were fast asleep, he still murmured softly.

The temperature in the warm pavilion is pleasant, through the gaps in the carved window lattice, the breeze is cool and warm, and a ray of moon shadow slanted into the room, faintly separating the two people on the bed.

Shen Lianting looked at Ji Xiaoguang's sleeping face sideways, reached out to touch him a few times, but couldn't bear to wake him up, and withdrew his hand.

But in his sleep, Ji Xiaoguang seemed to hear his voice, hummed softly a few times, turned over and rolled into Shen Lianting's arms, found a comfortable position for rubbing, and then calmed down again.

Shen Lianting was stunned for a moment, his brows and eyes moved, and he tightened his arms to hug Ji Xiaoguang tightly.

Like a trapped animal, he forbears and keeps a low profile. He can only hold the only important person in this quiet night, licking the wound with his tongue.

Shen Lianting only stayed in Ji Xiaoguang's Warm Pavilion for a few days before going back. He didn't understand why Shen Lianting insisted on spending a few nights with him, but fortunately he slept well, only the fact that he woke up in Shen Lianting's arms every day was a bit embarrassing.

It couldn't be that Shen Lianting took him into his arms while he was asleep, it could only be that he slept dishonestly.

He wanted to restrain himself once or twice, but he still couldn't control it three times or four times. Gradually, he gave up his resistance very spinelessly.

With a thicker skin, he slept more soundly. Sometimes he woke up in a daze and found that he was in Shen Lianting's arms, and he could still find a comfortable place to sleep on his arms, which was a great improvement.

Ji Xiaoguang turned Fei Nu's right hand over and looked at it: "It's only been a few days, it's getting better so quickly."

Fei Nu withdrew his healed hand, and laughed: "Isn't it because I protected you and Your Highness gave me good medicine powder, that I have suffered a lot less."

Ji Xiaoguang ate a piece of honey, and found this piece to be particularly sweet: "He has a lot of good things."

The sword casting class came as scheduled, Shen Lianting thought about it and decided to take Ji Xiaoguang with him, this time he specially asked Fei Nu to accompany him, and left after a while.

Fei Nu picked up the plain gauze covering his face and asked him: "Xiaoguang, I see your face is much better, do you still want to wear this?"

Ji Xiaoguang didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the bronze mirror on the case table, and looked at it quietly.

He drank the medicine again yesterday, a total of three times, there was only a faint layer of scars on his face, his face was handsome, and he could already see Junyi's face.

However, she is becoming more and more like Fang Yingqing.

He touched his face, and the person in the bronze mirror did the same.

Apart from this face, his demeanor and movements are completely different from Fang Yingqing's. I don't know what Shen Lianting will think when facing this face all day long.

But when it comes to resemblance, he doesn't feel like it.

I don't know if it's because she was raised so well by Shen Lianting's side, or because there was a change in the shell, but I always feel that the description of "every face, no difference" in the original book is not accurate.

Before the medicine was finished, Ji Xiaoguang would not draw a conclusion early, but he also began to panic.

It's not that Fang Yingqing will see his similar face, but Shen Lianting's attitude, he can't explain the original, but he is afraid that something will happen and he will lose something.

"Xiaoguang, it's time to go." Fei Nu's voice pulled him back from his thoughts, after thinking for a while, he put on the veil anyway.

The group went early, and there were only a few people outside Longquanfang.

Xiaoniao stopped a disciple to ask about the situation. The disciple in school uniform shrank his neck when he saw his silver hair covering his eyes and his impersonal appearance.

"The swordsmiths are still preparing. Wait for a while. When the other princes arrive, they can enter together. Please sit in the gazebo outside the birch forest."

The disciple said and pointed to the pavilion not far away: "Someone has already arrived first."

Sure enough, there were two people sitting in the shade of the tree, sipping tea, and when they noticed that someone was looking over, they looked back together.

Ji Xiaoguang raised his eyes, and happened to be looking at Fang Yingqing who turned his head. The latter closed his small fan, turned his eyes away and used the lid to scrape and turn over the tea leaves, as if he didn't want to look at him.

He inexplicably found it funny, why didn't he even want to act on every occasion?

Gu Xiaocheng put down the teacup, he secretly glanced at Fang Yingqing, got up and saluted: "See Your Highness the Sixth Highness."

Shen Lianting ignored Gu Xiaocheng, his brows were frowned, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Gu Xiaocheng's expression was not very good, he called a few times as if urging, and Fang Yingqing reluctantly stood up.

The atmosphere suddenly felt anxious, Shen Lianting was silent for a moment, and said to Xiaoniao and Fei Nu in a low voice: "Take care of Xiaoguang, I will return as soon as I go."

Then he walked over alone, passed Gu Xiaocheng, and coldly said to the other side: "I want to talk to you."

Fang Yingqing's expression was strange, he bit his lip, he didn't reject Shen Lianting like the previous few times.

Ji Xiaoguang always felt that Fang Yingqing was glancing at him, watching them walk into the birch forest one after the other, feeling restless.

He pushed Fei Nu with his elbow: "What are they doing in the grove?"

Fei Nu thought for a while: "I don't know."

Ji Xiaoguang gave him a white look: "It's useless to ask you."

Fei Nu saw that he looked like he had been robbed of a toy, and put his arm on his shoulder with a smirk: "If you want to know, just go and listen."

Ji Xiaoguang fixed his eyes on him: "Eavesdropping?" Then he took a peek at the owl, and whispered after deliberation: "He's still here, I can't go even if I want to."

Fei Nu didn't care, and pointed at the owl with his thumb with a fist: "Do you think he will take care of it?"

Xiaoniao stood with his sword in his hand, silently, not paying any attention to what they said.

"Let's go." Fei Nu said: "Your Highness only said to let him protect your safety, but he didn't say that you are not allowed to listen. Besides, His Highness didn't say that you are not allowed to listen."

Ji Xiaoguang hesitated, but finally decided to listen.He really didn't understand why Shen Lianting would suddenly take the initiative to find Fang Yingqing, and what would they say.

Rather than thinking wildly, it's better to be willful once, he made excuses for himself in his heart, Shen Lianting did not forbid him to listen, if there is anyone who wants to be on guard, that should be the only one.

Ji Xiaoguang walked towards the birch forest in front of Gu Xiaocheng, ignoring the other's gloomy expression, and the owl bird stood there, Gu Xiaocheng knew he couldn't go there either.

The trunks of birch trees were pink and white, and they stood staggered one by one. Ji Xiaoguang didn't get too close, and stood quietly behind the dense evergreen trees not far away, listening to the conversation of the two.

He didn't know what he said before, but he only heard Shen Lianting's low roar: "You think Gu Xiaocheng will be unnoticed if you let Gu Xiaocheng do it? Half of his hidden guards went out from my side."

After a long time, Fang Yingqing finally said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Shen Lianting retorted: "If he sincerely protects you, how would I know that you ordered the harm to Xiaoguang?"

Ji Xiaoguang's shortness of breath, hurt me?Fang Yingqing?when?

Fang Yingqing remained silent, seeming to be thinking.Ji Xiaoguang heard the rustling of footsteps, and saw Shen Lianting turn around and walk out through the intertwined branches.

But Fang Yingqing's voice was mixed with eagerness and unwillingness: "Did you forget, you forgot that year..."

Although Fang Yingqing didn't explain it, Ji Xiaoguang knew that he was talking about the encounter with Shen Lianting when he was young.

Such a high-minded and self-sustaining person can say this, is he forced to show his hole card?

Did not hear Shen Lianting's answer, Ji Xiaoguang's hand on the branch tightened, nervous for no reason.

After a while, Shen Lianting said calmly: "Just because I still remember, I won't pursue what you did this time, and you don't want to draw Xiaoguang's attention again."

The boots stepped on the fallen leaves, making a clear and quiet sound: "There is more." Shen Lianting said heavily: "Your father's death has nothing to do with me."

When he was reborn, it was the eve of the old leader's death. He met Fang Yingqing again in the hunting ground, and he chased after him regardless.

If he continued to chase the forest road that Fang Yingqing ran to, he would attract the imperial guards, find the old leader nearby, and kill him.

At that time, when he was reborn, his brain was in a mess, and he ran to a completely opposite direction without a master. He didn't bring the imperial guards there, but the old leader died afterwards.

Someone harmed him, whether it was in the previous life or reincarnation, someone wanted to put the blame on him.

Fang Yingqing sniffed when she heard this, and chuckled lightly: "Forget it, anyway..."

Ji Xiaoguang couldn't hear what he said, only saw his lips move slightly, and finally turned into a weird smile.

Shen Lianting had already left when he spoke, so no one knew what Fang Yingqing was talking to himself.