I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 253 No One Can Be Trusted 31
The night shrouded the entire capital, and the palace ladder finally dissipated the heat. There was a sparkling place in the deep part of the palace. Jian Jing looked at the full moon in the sky with her hands behind her back, it was white and yellowish.

He is forbearing and introverted, but at the moment, he exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to, no matter whether it is an old official or a new official who pretends to be a fake, he can't help but hide as far away as possible.

Only the anxiety on the faces of the Zhong family father and son was extremely real.

After all, Father Zhong is older, and at this critical juncture, he still took Jian Jing's emotions into consideration: "It's getting late at night, Your Majesty might as well rest earlier, if the cold enters your body, I'll be terrified."

It was indeed late at night, and he took all the risks he should have taken.

He didn't turn around, and under the gaze of the crowd behind him, he said in a cold voice: "It's really late, Jian Yi, just ask how long it will take."

Jian Jing felt a little panicked, so before the Medical Saint disciples went in, he specifically told him to end it before midnight.

And now there's not much time left.

"Your Majesty, why should you be in such a hurry." The door opened, but the medical sage disciple didn't look tired at all, his eyes fixed on Jian Jing, and there was a provocative look in his eyes.

He knew Shen Yun's secret.

I don't know why this absurd idea popped up in Jian Jing's mind, and then couldn't get rid of it. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this was the fact.

Why did he not want to be named?

Why did he have to choose the Mid-Autumn Festival?
Why did he have to use heavy nuclei?

And according to his mental state at this time, Jian Jing even suspected that he came out at this time because it was intentional.

"How is Ling'er, are you awake?" Zhongli asked anxiously, and he didn't dare to enter the inner room rashly because of the strange temper of the medical saint disciple.

But the disciple of the Medical Saint acted as if he hadn't heard anything, staring straight at Jian Jing, with the left corner of his mouth raised so much that he looked like he was harboring evil intentions.

Zhong Li asked again, and he reluctantly said, "Your sister is already awake, she is clamoring to see Your Majesty!"

When everyone heard this, their faces became a little more ambiguous. Such an act of lack of restraint and self-love was a shameful behavior in the entire capital, but it became a good story with the sacrifice of their lives in front of their faces.

Zhongli and his son can be said to be the first people to take refuge in Jian Jing. The youngest daughter's childhood sweetheart grew up together since childhood, and the relationship is naturally extraordinary.

Besides, the capital city is not a place where you can gossip about everything. The selection of the empress made the veterans regretful and have nothing to say, but they are all very thoughtful and flexible. The position of the official's daughter.

As the key figure in their thinking, Jian Jing walked through the group of old officials with ghostly movements and stood opposite the disciple of the Medical Sage, with her long sleeves wrapped around her forearms, her eyebrows were stern: "Bring it."

The medical sage disciple looked at him and smiled brightly, but this smile revealed a somewhat complicated meaning. Jian Jing didn't know what was going on in his mind, but the gloating in his eyes was very clear.

He shook his milky white sleeves, revealing his slender, powerful hands with well-defined knuckles, and slowly took out a pendant from his bosom. As soon as he took out his hand, Jian Jing snatched it away. gone.

Zhong Li wanted to stop him, but Zhong's father stood in front of him. Jian Jing's expressionless face exuded infinite awe, but the dozen or twenty people in the yard could suddenly distinguish the dripping water from the cicadas' chirping. To the sound.

Jian Jing used light work to rise and fall on the eaves, leaving a few muddy afterimages in the night.

When he landed on the mansion outside the palace, his steps couldn't help slowing down a few steps and then became more hurried. The arc-shaped arch was in front of him.

During the day, Shen Yun read the scriptures under the tree, thinking of her delicate appearance, his heart softened a little.

"Shen Yun..." His voice stopped abruptly.

He had just arrived in the capital at the beginning, although he had a lot of money, but there were many places to spend money, so the advance payment for this house was very little, and the house was just average.

The courtyard is not big, in addition to the dazzling array of jewelry and a pile of scriptures, there are also precise maps, famous knives and swords, all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, and there are countless.

These things are both familiar and unfamiliar to him. He had seen them five years ago in the secret room full of grain.

Under the tree, on the rocking chair, the man curled up into a ball, and the smell of blood floated in the air.

Jian Jing's mind seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and this fear of being dominated by fate hit him again, and the last time was the day when King Jian died.

His goal was very clear, and he ran straight towards Shen Yun. On the way, he stepped on the ground and fell hard on the bluestone slab. The clothes were wiped with wool balls, but they were not torn.

He finally came to the rocking chair, but within the distance of dozens of steps, he felt as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. He is a martial artist, and he didn't feel Shen Yun's breathing even when he was so close...

A trace of sadness flashed across his heart, the nerves on his face began to twitch, and his fingers trembled as he held Shen Yun's hand.

Those hands were no longer soft and warm, and had become cold. He put Shen Yun's hands on his cheeks, trying to give her a little warmth: "I have grown so old, and I still don't know how to take care of myself. , It’s cold at night, why did you fall asleep in the dormitory again?”

"What I usually say, you can't take it to heart. Now that I'm the emperor, it's hard to see me. Don't know what's good or bad."

……

He spoke a lot intermittently, his eye sockets were red and moist, twinkling against the light.

Jian Yi followed behind him, only one step slower. He silently persuaded the rest of the people who wanted to take a step forward, and then silently exited the yard, because he knew that that person was arrogant and definitely didn't want to be seen by others. Seeing his humble and incompetent appearance.

Maybe even Jian Jing himself couldn't tolerate the face of self-deception. He closed his eyes sadly, trying to shut up the pain in his heart, but the moisture in his eyes slipped silently down the corners of his eyes.

"You know the consequences of giving the small walnuts to others, and I have repeatedly emphasized it, but why don't you tell me? You also know the consequences of not completing the task, right." His face was pale, and his hair was meticulous but revealing a sense of embarrassment.

He sneered and said, "Don't you think naively that without those gold and silver treasures, I would give up dominating the world? Don't be stupid, that's impossible!"

He was silent for a long time, then picked up the interspatial ring that was broken into two halves from the ground: "Could it be your precious ring, it would be broken too....Why did you hide it from me, why didn't you tell me? You are so stupid to make a decision, shouldn't it be me who should really make the decision?"

Holding her cold body, she looked up at the moon: "Don't you think that if I have something in the heavy core, the world is in my pocket. If you can figure this out, why can't you take a gamble, bet You are more important than the world in my heart."

cluck cluck cluck.

Jian Jing laughed like crazy, but there was obvious sadness all over his body. Before he had time to understand the so-called love love love, he had already lost his chance.

"I don't know which one is more important, the world or you, but I feel uncomfortable now, as if my heart has been cut thousands of times and then soaked in salt water."

(End of this chapter)