How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

This was the first time Xie Chengze saw Wuhen's eyes.

It was like a chilly sword carved from the most exquisite black jade in the world, wrapped in a layer of transparent and cold luster, as dark and deep as the endless cliffs on the seabed. The long eyelashes drooped softly like butterfly wings, adding a touch of imperceptible tenderness to the cold sword, making it difficult to grasp its true emotions.

In Xie Chengze's impression, Wuhen was a quiet but gentle person. He would arrange the peeled lychees neatly, would go to great lengths to find wild rabbits in the famine-stricken areas to satisfy his cravings, and would carry him on his broad shoulders in the dark night, as steady and comfortable as if he were lying on a bed.

Therefore, he always thought that Wuhen's eyes must be gentle and restrained, like a string of Hetian jade beads with moderate coolness and warmth, which became clearer and warmer the more he polished them, and he couldn't let them go.

But he forgot that as the sharpest sword beside the Second Prince, how could there be a pair of compassionate eyes when the bloody blade that kills without blinking an eye slashes across the enemy's neck?

Under the inky veil, it was clear that the cold spring weather was as sharp as a knife, so dangerous that it could kill with one blow.

But the owner of such a pair of eyes, when his fingertips stroked the skin to adjust the slightly fallen veil, his movements were extremely gentle and cautious, as if he was afraid of scratching the eyes of the person under his command. Little by little, he hooked out the hair that was pressed under the veil on the other person's forehead and put it behind the ears that were frozen red.

"Your Highness, this won't be so uncomfortable."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded, Wuhen slowly lowered his eyes, his thick and long eyelashes trembled with a few thin flakes of snow, making that jade-like face even more cold and flawless.

But also very gentle.

"What about you?" Xie Chengze touched the unrolled black veil. He could vaguely see the outside world within his sight. "Won't your eyes feel uncomfortable?"

"will not."

He used to be able to do so. No matter whether it was the pale and dazzling snow after escaping from Xianggu Pavilion, or being ordered to stand naked in the snow to practice sword in the cold winter, Wuhen's eyes would always be stinging. His master once asked him to close his eyes, but Wuhen was unwilling.

He is different from Wu Ji. Wu Ji wants to use the legs and feet that have been taken care of by His Highness to serve His Highness, while he is annoyed that he once threatened a pair of innocent and gentle eyes. He wants to punish his eyes in an almost self-abuse way to atone for the mistakes he made.

He kept torturing himself until the day when Concubine Hua suddenly returned to Liaozhou and told him and Wuji that the prince was missing.

"He is not my son. He is definitely not my son! But that body is clearly Ze'er's... Someone must have taken over the place and driven away my Ze'er's soul!"

"How could I not recognize my own son? I gave birth to him and watched him grow up! But they don't believe it, they don't believe it!"

The once elegant and graceful Concubine Hua became crazy, her ten fingers tightly grasping their shoulders, her voice shrill and pleading, "Wuhen, Wuji! You were saved by Ze'er, you must practice martial arts well and protect his body! He is so smart, he will definitely come back, he will definitely come back!"

After that, he replaced self-abuse with a black veil, for he was afraid that he would not see His Highness return, and that he would not be able to recognize His Highness's appearance again.

Fortunately, His Highness really came back.

"I practiced martial arts in Liaozhou when I was young, so I've long been accustomed to seeing snow." Wuhen looked at the glacier land beneath his feet, "People in the north are not afraid of snow blindness. Your Highness has spent too little time in Liaozhou, so it's normal that you're not used to it."

Xie Chengze nodded thoughtfully, "It must be very hard for you to practice martial arts here."

It was so cold that he doubted his life just standing here, let alone practicing martial arts.

No trace, no words.

Is it bitter? Of course it is bitter.

But there is absolutely no way that you can only watch a wild soul occupy your body and use it at will without being able to stop the pain.

……

After inspecting the Hunhe Ice Rink and confirming that it could support the effect he wanted, Xie Chengze returned to the nearby county government office.

The heavy snow blocked the mountain and made it difficult to travel, so he took Zhu Xiaobiao, Sheng Yiren and others to live temporarily at the foot of the mountain, also to wait for the coming ancient times.

However, when Gu La arrived, it happened to be the snowy season in Liaozhou, so he sent Wu Ji out to pick people up to prevent the old man from having any accidents on the road.

Thinking of this, Xie Chengze couldn't help feeling a little guilty, as if his legs had never stopped since he left Yizhou. He was either on his way or on the way.

It seems that he has to reward Wu Ji well later. He doesn't want to be a black-hearted boss who exploits workers and doesn't pay them overtime.

Just as he was thinking this, a loud curse suddenly came from outside, "Enough, enough! We are almost at the door, put me down quickly! My waist is about to break! How come you can't understand what I'm saying, you little brat?"

Then Wuji's calm voice sounded, "His Highness said that he would send you to him safely. The snowy road is slippery and your legs are not very agile. If you fall down in these few steps, His Highness will blame me."

Then a gentle voice sounded faintly, "Um... Brother, can you put me down first?"

The old man cursed again: "No! If we can't share the hardship today, how can we share the happiness tomorrow! Do you still want to become my disciple?!"

"Woo..."

The door was kicked open, and Wu Ji walked in from the front door for the first time, "Your Highness! I brought the person back!"

Xie Chengze looked up and saw Wuji holding a person in each hand, a gray-haired old man on the left and a thin young man on the right. One was as violent as thunder, and the other looked pitiful.

"Your Highness..." The moment Su Qinghe saw Xie Chengze, his eyes instantly turned red, "Qinghe's waist is about to break..."

As soon as Wu Ji let go, the two men fell to the ground. Gu Yun cursed and rubbed his waist, "You little brat who doesn't know how to respect your elders! Second Prince, is this how you discipline your subordinates?!"

"Ahem." Xie Chengze coughed twice, then quickly stood up and walked over, saying in a fierce manner, "Wu Ji, be gentler next time. Gu Lao is old, how can he withstand such a torment."

"Yes, I did." Wu Ji bowed honestly, "I thought Gu Lao was still strong and could withstand such a hardship, so I did this."

"Ahem." Gu Lao straightened his back immediately. "I am indeed old but still strong, but it is better not to toss around if possible."

Xie Chengze burst out laughing, then looked at Su Qinghe with bright eyes, extremely happy, "Why are you here? I thought it was bitterly cold here and you might not be able to adapt, so I wrote a letter to ask Gu Lao to bring some snacks you made, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

Su Qinghe looked at Gu Lao in surprise.

Didn’t His Highness ask him to come?

Gu Lao straightened his official robe and said nonchalantly, "Oh, really? Maybe I was mistaken."

"How can snacks that have been stored for a long time be as delicious as fresh ones?" Su Qinghe looked at Xie Chengze, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose thin figure could not be concealed even with his outer coat, and felt a little sad. "Your Highness has suffered. I will prepare it right away."

"There's no rush." ​​Xie Chengze shook his head. With the two of them here, he immediately felt relieved. "We've been traveling so long, let's take a rest first and discuss our actions in the afternoon."

"Well, I've been traveling all this way today, but I haven't had a single drop of water." Gu Lao grabbed Su Qinghe, who was still trying to speak, and dragged him out the door, "Then I'll wait for His Highness to summon me."