Shen Jue listened to Feng Qingbao's words and glanced at him with a half smile.
Feng Qingbao felt a little cold for some reason. For some reason, he always felt that Shen Jue's eyes were strange, but he couldn't tell where it was.
Sitting in Shen Jue's room, he was rather restless.
However, Shen Jue ignored Feng Qingbao's careful thoughts. He poured himself a glass of water. He didn't have tea here, only cold and white. Shen Jue took a sip and frowned. Because Qin Yuan beat him, he accidentally bit the tip of his tongue, and now the tip of the tongue is still hurt, and even drinking cold water hurts a little.
He slowly drank a glass of water, and when he saw Feng Qingbao had not left, he couldn't help but glanced over, "Why are you still here?"
Feng Qingbao snorted and stood up, "I'm leaving."
Feng Qingbao took two steps and turned around, "Be careful these days, don't be deceived next time, I will definitely come to you in person when I look for you."
He knew that someone borrowed his pretext to deceive Shen Jue this morning.
This Shen Jue must have been deceived.
How could such a person be in the palace
Feng Qingbao was worried for Shen Jue as he walked out.
He thought about it all the way and came to a conclusion—
"Shen Jue is still too tender."
Finally, he nodded.
…
Shen Jue was injured for a day before continuing to serve in front of the imperial court. Since he came back, Murong Xiu looked at him several times with complicated eyes, and then he rewarded him with a lot of things. Although it is not a rare treasure, it is not something that Shen Jue can use as a slave. Even Murong Xiu gave Shen Jue most of the misty tea he often drank.
Fog water tea is only a few taels a year. After Murong Xiu rewarded Shen Jue with fog water tea, the tea in his palace was replaced by another type of tea.
As soon as he tasted it, the regent found that the tea had been changed, and he couldn't help putting down the teacup, "Changed the tea?"
Murong Xiu used to have a straight face in front of the Prince Regent, and this time was no exception, "En."
"Last time I had someone bring some over, why did I finish drinking it?" The Prince Regent raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty won't reward people with this tea, right?"
Murong Xiu didn't change his expression, "It's just tea, so what about rewarding people."
At this time, there were only the two of them in the palace. As soon as the Prince Regent arrived, he asked Murong Xiu to screen the palace servants back, and even closed the palace door.
Shen Jue was the last to quit, and when he quit, he looked back at Murong Xiu.
Worry was written in his eyes.
Murong Xiu didn't want to show weakness in front of Shen Jue, so he turned his head away as if he didn't see it.
The Prince Regent smiled lightly, he stood up, and walked gently in front of Murong Xiu, raising his phoenix eyes slightly, like a hunter looking for prey, and fixed his eyes on Murong Xiu. Murong Xiu was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe at this time. He was slender and beautiful, so beautiful that one could hardly take his eyes off him.
Back then, the Prince Regent was not going to help Murong Xiu to ascend to the throne, but when he saw Murong Xiu at first glance, he changed his mind and directly slashed the second prince who was kneeling at his feet with a knife. Blood splattered, and Murong Xiu's pretty little face was also stained with blood.
He thought that Murong Xiu would kneel on the ground showing fear, but he was like a peacock, obviously afraid, but still raised his neck and raised his tail feathers, as if he was afraid that others would not see his beauty.
"It's so beautiful." The Prince Regent murmured softly.
Now the peacock is still the same peacock, but there is a dirty gray mouse beside him, and his peacock seems to like the little mouse more and more recently.
This made him a little unhappy.
…
Shen Jue stood outside the hall, standing with Feng Qingbao.
Opposite them stood the guards brought in by the regent. Those guards arrogantly wore swords, but no one dared to ask them to take swords.
Feng Qingbao glanced at the gate of the confinement with some worry. Every time the prince regent came, the emperor was in a particularly bad mood that day. He sighed softly, and glanced at Shen Jue who was standing beside him.
Shen Jue lowered his head and stared blankly at the floor tiles under his feet.
This guy must have been frightened, but the regent just gave him a special look.
Feng Qingbao thought to himself.
He was a little worried about Shen Jue.
Qin Yuan is the lackey of the Prince Regent. Now that Qin Yuan is dead, the Prince Regent will not let Feng Qingbao go easily.
While Feng Qingbao was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from the hall.
"Shen Jue, come in."
Feng Qingbao's body jolted, this was the voice of the regent. The Prince Regent actually knew Shen Jue's name, Shen Jue he... He was afraid that this time, he would be more fortunate than good luck.
Seeing that Shen Jue next to him moved, Feng Qingbao couldn't help pulling his sleeve.
Shen Jue paused slightly, glanced at Feng Qingbao in surprise, then hooked his lower lip and pulled back his sleeve from his hand. Feng Qingbao was stunned.
He hurriedly lowered his head, he must have been dizzy during this time.
Shen Jue didn't care what Feng Qingbao was thinking, he lowered his eyebrows and entered the hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Shen Jue noticed something was wrong.
Because he heard the rubbing of clothes, the ambiguous voice, and the faint voice of Murong Xiu.
It sounded like a sound coming from pressed lips.
Shen Jue guessed what was going on in front of him, and he wanted to laugh.
In the years when he was a ghost, he had watched many scenes of love between Murong Xiu and the Prince Regent.
He suppressed the smile in his eyes and knelt directly on the ground. Shen Jue really didn't want to look at it, so he had to hook his head. If possible, he wanted to cover his ears. Why should he watch and listen to such filthy things
Murong Xiu glanced at Shen Jue's small figure, and the corners of his eyes were red with anger. He struggled with all his might, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the regent. He was shaking with anger, but he couldn't utter a word. The Prince Regent only raised his head after wantonly humiliating the beauties under him. He reached out and wiped the water light from Murong Xiu's lips, and contentedly hugged her to his lap.
Murong Xiu gritted his teeth, shaking uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and put his eyes on Shen Jue who was kneeling on the ground.
He must have seen it.
The Prince Regent silently admired the beauty in his arms, seeing that the beauty was killing the gray mouse, and hooked the corner of his lower lip.
For the emperor, it is a great shame to be seen by a servant to be so humiliated.
The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he even said, "Shen Jue, come over here."
Shen Jue blinked and crawled over obediently, but when he crawled over, his mind drifted a little. He suddenly remembered his senior brother, who practiced with him under the sect of Chi Yan's ancestors. The thing that senior brother loves most is to become a mortal and talk about those feelings. At that time, he could not understand, the love in the world is nothing but a deceit, why the senior brother is so obsessed.
At that time, the senior brother shook his fan and said with a smile, "Da Jue, you don't understand. Talking about love is the most interesting thing in the world. Don't keep cultivating and look outside."
Shen Jue snorted coldly and walked away with his sword in hand.
He didn't understand love before, and now he doesn't understand either.
Why do people love
Speaking of love, in fact, it is nothing more than satisfying one's own desires.
Obviously greedy for the other party, but under the banner of love, and finally possess the other party.
If you can't possess it, it's ridiculous to pretend to be injured.
That person is not begging you to love, not accepting your love, what reason do you have to be sad, sad because your own desires cannot be satisfied.
Shen Jue had already climbed to the front of the regent and Murong Xiu, but he was still able to recover when he heard the voice of the regent.
"This gray mouse is the one that broke in last time, right?" The Prince Regent said softly, still stroking Murong Xiu's waist.
Murong Xiu's face was ashen, and he remained silent.
The Prince Regent didn't want Murong Xiu to answer either, so he turned his attention to Shen Jue.
No matter how you look at it, this dirty mouse doesn't deserve to be next to his peacock.
"You raise your head." The regent said to Shen Jue.
Shen Jue paused, then raised his head.
When the Prince Regent saw Shen Jue's face clearly, he frowned.
The injury on Shen Jue's face was not yet fully healed. Now, when he looked at it from a close distance, the injury was even more obvious, and the whole face looked even uglier.
"Tsk, it's ugly." The Regent said with disgust.
Shen Jue heard the words, but did not lower her eyes, but looked at Murong Xiu worriedly.
Murong Xiu noticed that Shen Jue was looking at him, turned his face away angrily, and pursed his lips even more tightly.
The prince regent found that Shen Jue dared to look at Murong Xiu, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, he let go of Murong Xiu, bent down, and looked at Shen Jue who was kneeling on the ground, "Do you know who he is, who are you? ?"
"Sword Comes"
Shen Jue met the regent's eyes and said calmly, "Your Majesty is the emperor, and I am a servant who serves the emperor."
The Prince Regent nodded, "Yes." He paused, "Then I want to favor your Son of Heaven now, and you have to wait by the side."