Dressed as a villain, I was coveted by the male protagonist

The troubled person in front of him is like himself back then, Ling Song doesn't want his apprentice to repeat the same mistakes and regret his whole life.

Ling Song straightened his clothes and sat beside him. He stared at the moonlight with eyes that seemed blurred and distant, as if staring at the passing years.

"I used to have someone I loved deeply. She was my junior sister. We were inseparable. The love between the two grew unknowingly, but they didn't break the veil."

"I thought that even if I didn't show it, if you stay with each other like flowing water, as long as you are in love with each other, everything else is not important. This idea made me regret it for the rest of my life."

"Junior Sister couldn't wait for me to express my heart, so she felt that I was not in love with her, and left the teacher disappointed. I searched hard for her for ten years, but she has already married a woman."

"My unspoken affection has been expressed to her by others when she wants to hear it. If I miss it for a while, it will be a lifetime."

"There are many people you can meet in your life, but there is only one person you truly love. When you meet, you should cherish it. It doesn't matter gender. It's only the person you believe in. Fight hard and don't let the rest of your life leave regrets."

Xiao Jiu's tone was slightly slow: "Then has Master ever looked for her?"

On Ling Song's resolute face, there was a faint look of pain, and tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes: "I can't find it, I can't find it again, she has already passed away."

After listening to Ling Song's words, Xiao Jiu figured out some things. If His Highness married someone else, his heart would be torn just thinking of that scene.

As the master said, for His Highness, he doesn't want to miss it, he wants to hold on to it firmly, he will be entangled in life after life, he wants to slowly and firmly trap him by his side, only himself.

Beishuo Palace

The biting cold wind howled, and the autumn season in Beishuo was full of snow, and the snow-covered palace exuded a icy atmosphere.

Candles flickered in the palace, and there was deep silence. The man on the large golden imperial chair looked to be in his forties, but his temples were already gray, and his fine clothes could not conceal the signs of premature aging.

"Is there still no news?" He asked weakly, leaning on the handle of the chair.

An attendant kneeling under the stage replied respectfully: "Not yet, but some clues have been found. The prince should have been transferred to Nanjing. "

King Beishuo coughed violently, and his palms were bright red. He frowned and said worriedly: "The lonely body is about to fail, and the wolf-hearted Qin Han has been acting more and more wantonly recently. You must find my son as soon as possible."

"Remember to be careful. On the day of your birthday, there will definitely be someone they put in. If you find the prince, you must protect him."

"Yes." The attendant bowed and retreated.

King Beishuo took out a red string bracelet that had faded over time, stroked the bracelet and murmured: "Yinger, don't worry, I will definitely find our child. You have to wait for me at Naiheqiao, and wait for me to help the child." Take care of everything and I'll come find you."

The boundless darkness spread in all directions. Su Jingning slowly groped forward. A vague figure appeared in front of him. He was wearing a silver silk black robe and stood with his back facing him. The frosty chill merged with the darkness.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him, Su Jingning asked hesitantly, "Xiao Jiugu?"

The figure turned around and walked over unhurriedly, with a deep and cold voice coming out from the man's thin lips, the playful tone was sexy and clear: "Su Jingning?"

Su Jingning's expression changed drastically, and he quickly backed away. Has Xiao Jiugu already turned black?

Xiao Jiu grabbed his neck with one hand, his slender eyes were full of gloom: "How did you humiliate me back then, now I will pay you back one by one."

That hand kept tightening, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain. He struggled hard, but to no avail, his breath gradually stopped.

Su Jingning sat up abruptly, clutching his beating heart, gasping for breath, sweating all over his body, the glare of the sun brought him back to reality, it turned out to be a dream, recalling the plot of the dream, the powerlessness of slowly dying made his hair stand on end.

He hadn't dreamed of the blackened Xiao Jiugu for many years, it was all because of the broken mission of the fraudulent system, Su Jingning looked around and found that Xiao Jiugu was not there.

The quilt was flat and there was no warmth left, so he should have left very early. As expected, Xiao Jiugu hated himself so much that he couldn't stay any longer.

The palace door was pushed open, and Ye'er came in slowly with a brass basin: "Your Highness, you have woken up."

"Ye'er, do you know where Xiao Jiugu is?"

Ye Er replied softly: "Your Highness, there have been many refugees in Changling recently. I heard that there was a sudden flood in Qingyang City, and many people were displaced. Chang Chuan and Xiao Jiugu went to resettle the refugees."

Xiao Jiu frowned. There seemed to be such a passage in the original plot, but it was skipped by one stroke. On the autumnal equinox, Qingyang City suddenly flooded, and the imperial court allocated 20 taels of silver for disaster relief, but there were only a few people who died.

Also because of this disaster, Xiao Jiugu witnessed Nan Jing's civilians lingering at the bottom, while the high-ranking officials and dignitaries were more and more determined to overthrow Nan Jing's idea.

Thinking of the scene of the destruction of the South Mirror, those faces that made him feel the love of his family flashed across his mind, Su Jingning's eyes flashed, and he must stop this tragedy.

In the court hall, the courtiers lined up according to rank, and when Emperor Jing Wen appeared, they all knelt down and saluted, and the curtain was officially opened in the morning.

"Let's play the father, the son has something to do." Su Yanyuan walked to the center and reported loudly.

Emperor Jingwen nodded.

"Recently, the people in Qingyang suffered from disasters, and the government allocated 20 taels of disaster relief money. However, more and more victims flooded into the city. My son secretly investigated and found that the victims did not know about the disaster relief money."

Emperor Jingwen was furious: "Who is responsible for this matter."

Su Yuheng pleaded guilty in a panic: "Father, my son did indeed hand over the relief money to the local county magistrate."

Emperor Jing Wen smashed his head with a memorial: "If you are asked to go to the disaster relief, you will hand over the silver taels to others, pat your ass and leave, get fame in the court, do not appease the people in private, keep an eye on the disaster relief situation, what are you doing?" gone."

Su Jingning muttered silently: "What else can I do? Su Yuheng dislikes the poor environment for disaster relief, and left within two days, so he was taken advantage of."

Under the wrath of Emperor Jingwen, the officials knelt on the ground without daring to breathe. In the past, Su Jingning came to court to make soy sauce, but this time he couldn't be so decadent.

Su Jingning slowly stood up and walked to the hall, and said in a serious voice: "Father, the most important thing now is to find out the whereabouts of the relief money, soothe the hearts of the people, and think of a countermeasure to deal with the disaster."

"My son is willing to go to Qingyang for disaster relief, and find out the whereabouts of the relief money."

Emperor Jingwen was overjoyed, and said again and again: "A Ning has grown up, and finally knows how to share my worries."

"King Yi didn't do his job well, he was fined with two months' salary, and after two months of contemplation behind closed doors, King An set off for Qingyang to relieve the disaster." Emperor Jingwen ordered Su Yuheng to panic.

There are turmoil in the court, time has changed, and after two months of thinking behind closed doors, who knows how much power will be left in his hands after he comes out, Su Yuheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Father, son..."

Emperor Jingwen snorted coldly, then flung his sleeves and left. The eunuch retreated loudly, Su Jingning walked out slowly, Su Yuheng got up and hit him heavily on the shoulder, and said viciously: "Su Jingning, don't be too complacent, we'll see .”

Su Jingning didn't care about this threat, after all he knew that Su Yuheng was really capable, otherwise he wouldn't have cooperated with Xiao Jiu and Gu Liyingwai to destroy Nan Jing, but now that Su Jingning wanted to protect Nan Jing, he would never let him succeed.

He rubbed his aching shoulder, and prepared to go back home.

"Aning."

Su Jingning stopped and turned around to find that Su Yanyuan was looking at him with a warm smile.

Su Jingning also raised the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yuan."

Su Yanyuan rubbed his head gently, and his expression gradually became serious: "A'Ning, it may be extremely dangerous to go to the disaster relief, you should be more careful."

Sensing his concern, Su Jingning nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Brother Yuan, I will definitely come back safely."