At this time, in the imperial city, the Eastern Palace of the Prince of the Dynasty was in suffocating tranquility. The maids and eunuchs serving inside and outside were all in cold sweat, and the two were fighting, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
It was for nothing else, but the well-known Great Ming God of War, to frighten the cold-faced Rakshasa hundreds of kilometers away from the northern border of Mo, and Prince Rong, who was personally handwritten by the current sage, was in the East Palace.
Jing Cheng stood with his hands clasped in his black clothes, and his voice could not hear the slightest emotion, and said lightly: "The art of war has a cloud, those who go to the battlefield first and wait for the enemy will be lost, and those who go to the battlefield and pursue the battle will work hard, so those who are good at war will be People are not people. This sentence means that those who get the first opportunity on the battlefield can often preempt them, while those who delay the opportunity will be passive.”
His Royal Highness, holding a jade pendant and gold brocade fan in his hand, squinted his eyes like a condescending man, and interrupted slowly: "Wait a minute, these tactics are too mysterious, and I still don't know much about this hall, please ask the uncle to elaborate. Would you mind breaking it down?"
Jing Cheng asked, "Dare to ask His Royal Highness which sentence you don't understand."
Jing Sheng said with a smile: "This hall, I don't understand every sentence."
In the hall, because of his words, it will be freezing in an instant, and a few cowardly maids have fallen to their knees in fright, and even if there are standing, they are already shaking.
"So it is," Jing Cheng nodded slightly.
He turned around and walked to the desk, took out a heavy volume of "Annotated Classics of Ancient Sayings" and threw it in front of Jing Sheng, "His Royal Highness's current qualifications should be learned from the basics, not suitable for learning the art of war. This book is 100 copies copied. Send it to the palace, and the king will check it word by word, and if there are mistakes or omissions, the schoolwork will be doubled."
Jing Sheng's expression changed, and he asked, "What does Uncle Huang mean? I don't know what this hall has done wrong, so I need to be punished by Uncle Huang?"
Jing Cheng said, "His Royal Highness did nothing wrong."
"That-"
"Your Highness is right, but this king has always been impatient," Jing Cheng said indifferently: "I just never expected His Highness to be so blunt. Since he wants to learn the art of war well, then follow this king's rules. If His Highness the Crown Prince is unwilling to cooperate, It's quite simple, it's better to ask the royal brother to remove the post of the prince's grandfather, than to humiliate the reputation of this king."
Jing Sheng blushed and said angrily, "Prince Rong, you!"
Jing Cheng laughed mockingly: "It's getting late, Wei Chen will retire first, His Royal Highness, don't forget to transcribe the "Annotation Encyclopedia"."
After saying this, he turned and left without hesitation, leaving Jing Sheng to jump in the East Palace.
…
Su Yang stayed at Jing Cheng's site for a whole afternoon, and his mood changes could be summed up as: panic - nervous - sleepy - awake - bored.
People become more courageous when they are extremely bored. Su Yang used his own actions to prove that this sentence is not just groundless, but has a certain scientific basis!
He pondered that he had been in this world for several days, and as soon as he heard the word Jing Cheng, he would be discouraged, resulting in no progress in the task. He could not continue to fall, he must rise up! He wants to conquer Jing Cheng with charm!
The system taunted him mercilessly: "Wait until your legs stop shaking."
Su Yang: "…"
This is a normal physiological response!
In order to show his determination, Su Yang stood up, went straight to the backyard, and climbed the nearly two-meter-high fence along a tree with a crooked neck in the corner. That's right, the main hall of the Molin Hall and the back garden of the side hall are connected, and there is only this wall in the middle.
In other words, as long as you climb over this wall, you can sneak into Jing Cheng's bedroom without knowing it!
The one he rides on the wall is full of pride, as if the whole world is crawling under his feet, and the palace of the prince is in front of him. When he finds out this person's temperament, he is afraid that he will not be able to find his weaknesses and break them one by one.
Su Yang clenched his fists with confidence, as if he had seen the dawn of hope.
A loud-sounding old woman asked, "Hey, old Liutou, do you think someone is riding on the fence?"
It was too late to speak, Su Yang slipped his feet due to being frightened, and fell directly in a graceful posture, just lying on the ground with all four limbs on the ground, grinning in pain, but did not dare to make a sound.
But I heard the old woman say again: "Why is it gone? I saw it just now."
The old Liutou teased her: "The sky is so dark, don't be mistaken, there is only the newly arrived concubine in the side hall. I heard that she is the son of Lord Shangshu, and she is very delicate. What do you do by climbing a tree for no reason. "
When the two of them were far away, the delicate son of Lord Shang Shu slowly got up from the ground, took off the weeds on his head calmly, and limped into Jing Cheng's bedroom.
He thought with lingering fears that if things are not going well today, it is better to fight quickly.
As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he felt a cool breeze blowing across his back, this familiar ominous premonition!
There were only a few faint candlesticks lit in the room. Compared with the bright lights in the side hall, the palace looked gloomy and deserted, just like Jing Cheng, who made people feel chills on the bottom of their feet and felt terrified from the bottom of their hearts.
He picked up a candlestick on the table and walked in, the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.
If the side hall is a hardcover luxury villa, then this is an ordinary two-bedroom, one-bedroom, affordable suite. The gap should not be too stark. With Jing Cheng's current status and prestige, does he need to feel wronged? Or does he just like this unpretentious style
Su Yang said to the system, "Could it be that Jing Cheng is the kind of male protagonist who lives in the world of intrigue, palace and battle, but yearns for the rural style of farming? What kind of strange attribute is this!"
system:"… "
Just as Su Yang was about to say something, something suddenly caught his ankle and fell heavily to the ground. The candlestick in his hand went out due to the violent impact.
He stretched out his hand and groped on the ground. It seemed to be a slender chain. It was very strong. He didn't know what material it was made of. There was a deep cold air on it, as if it could penetrate the bone marrow. It still retains that weird cold touch.
Why is there such a thing in Jing Cheng's house? And still by the bed...
He didn't have time to think about it, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure slowly approached. In the darkness, he couldn't see the face of the other party, but he knew that this person was Jing Cheng.
Those ancient well's black eyes without waves, even at night, there is an indifferent cold light.
Jing Cheng did not approach him directly, but turned a corner and turned on the lights in the room one by one, and soon the dark room was filled with soft light.
Su Yang didn't feel warm, he had a gut feeling that something terrible would happen next.
At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, wearing the luxurious and complicated red wedding dress that morning, with messy black long hair draped over his shoulders, bright and full lips like the blooming rose in May, a pair of innocent water Wang Wang's round eyes stared at Jing Cheng in a daze, with an imperceptible prayer in them.
He explained in a low voice: "I, I was hungry and wanted to eat, but no one paid me any attention, so I came over the wall to look for it, but I couldn't find it here..."
Su Yang said to himself, Jing Cheng didn't give him the slightest response, and calmly lit the last candle.
He walked up to Su Yang, looked down at him condescendingly, and said slowly, "This king heard that you lost your memory, and your brain is not bright."
Su Yang didn't say a word, because a fool wouldn't admit that he was stupid, so he just blinked blankly.
"Actually, whether it's true or false, this king doesn't care about that." He said slowly: "What this king wants is just a person who will never leave or betray."
"..." Boss, you really have pursuit!
Jing Cheng slowly squatted in front of Su Yang, picked up a strand of hair on his shoulders, sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose, and said, "I should have picked you up in person today, but I was temporarily blocked by something. , are you angry?"
Su Yang blinked and shook his head, bulging his cheeks gently, like a pissed off squirrel.
angry? How dare he!
There was a hint of smile in Jing Cheng's deep black eyes. Although it was very shallow, it could be seen that he was in a good mood at this time.
He stared at Su Yang's moist eyes and said softly, "This king has a gift for you."
Before Su Yang could answer, he had already taken his hand to himself, lifted Su Yang's long sleeves, revealing his slender and fair wrists. The scars left by his bullying last time in Shangshu Mansion were still faintly visible.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Su Yang nodded, his eyes were full of fear, struggling to withdraw his hand, but he was firmly grasped and unable to move.
So I had to whisper: "Bad man, why do you bully me, it hurts, it hurts a lot last time... husband..."
Jing Cheng's movements paused slightly, only to feel that his heart was slightly scratched, a little itchy.
He looked at Su Yang and asked, "Who taught you."
Su Yang answered honestly, "... My mother taught me, she said that others called you Fifth Prince, but I want to call you, husband."
Jing Cheng lowered his eyelashes, raised his lips slightly after a while, and said, "Idiot, you sold your mother like this. If she knew, she would be pissed off."
Su Yang looked innocent and ignorant, and cautiously retracted his hand, but was pulled into his arms by Jing Cheng, and then his wrist suddenly became cold, and there was already a silver bracelet.
It was connected to the chain that had tripped Su Yang earlier, strands of cold air rushed into his body.
Jing Cheng grabbed his wrist and looked at it for a moment, then praised: "It's very suitable."
Su Yang wanted to cry but had no tears, but looked at Jing Cheng ignorantly, in exchange for a light kiss from him.
"That way, you'll never run away again," he said.