Watch the sea

Thunder rolled over, and the rain outside the ancestral hall almost poured down like a curtain of water.

Chu Xin knelt on the cold ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the strong wind blowing through the hall outside, or the invisible confrontation between her father and elder brother that made her even more terrified.

The housekeeper's careful announcement finally broke the extremely cold and stiff atmosphere in the ancestral hall, but Chu Xin still didn't dare to let go of her heartstrings. She pressed her fingertips on the floor, holding her breath and waiting for her father's fury.

Zhong Pinghou Chuhong's face was cloudy and uncertain, and the voice came from the head coldly: "Tell the shadow guard who passed the decree, just say Chu Heng..."

"Lord Zhong Ping, according to His Majesty's will, the second son of the Xuan Mansion will immediately enter the palace to face the saint, and there is no room for error." A sudden voice interrupted Chu Hong's words. He bowed his hands in a pleasing eyebrow, his face was respectful and there was no mistake, but his voice was categorical and could not be refuted.

The blue veins on Zhong Pinghou's forehead twitched, and he did not speak with a gloomy face. Until the shadow guard repeated it again, Chu Hong slowly clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and glanced at Chu Heng who was still kneeling on the ground, and said three times in a row: "Good", walked away with a cold face.

Chu Xin's hanging heart was finally relieved. She didn't know when cold sweat was seeping from her forehead. After kneeling for a while, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up. She got up to help her elder brother who had been kneeling for more than two hours, and suddenly a hand was put in front of her.

Chu Xin suddenly didn't know how to face her elder brother. The third elder brother, Chu Chen, was the son of the Hou family, and she tried to keep her as far away as possible.Chu Heng is the second child at home, and she and her mother and compatriots should have been very close, but the morning wind and rain, the long separation and estrangement, they have been separated for too long, they are estranged after all.What's more, now, she can't imagine or believe that her own brother will be the most distant Lishan Mountain Lord for her.

"Ah Xin?"

Chu Xin suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the hand in front of her, hesitated and reached for it.

But as soon as she stood up, before her body could stand still, she immediately withdrew her hand, slowly curled her fingers, and lowered her eyes.

Chu Heng stared at her, sighed insignificantly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just stroked her hair and said softly: "No matter who I am, it will not change that I am your brother."

Chu Xin pursed her lips and did not respond. When she turned around again, she saw that Chu Heng had already taken the umbrella handed to him by the Shadow Guard of the Son of Heaven and walked into the rain.

"Your Majesty knew that you were back this morning. After waiting in the palace for two hours without seeing anyone, he guessed that you were stuck by the Hou's residence." The shadow guard said.

Chu Heng tightened his hand on the handle of the umbrella, and the scar on his face felt a little hot. He suddenly had a feeling of "being close to the hometown" for no reason, and he even didn't want to go to the palace, and didn't want His Majesty to see it Seeing that he was wronged in the Hou Mansion.

But obviously not possible.

There was an inconspicuous carriage parked in front of Zhong Pinghou's mansion, and the shadow guard led him forward. Chu Heng slowly opened the curtain of the carriage, and was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly realized that the unreasonable "near-native feeling" in his heart was just because he hadn't met this person yet.

The pain that could have been endured on his cheek suddenly became sharper, and the high barrier in his heart that could hide all grievances very well, the moment he saw this person, it all collapsed, and Chu Heng felt that his eyes began to "disappoint". Waking up, even a little sour after a long absence.

Ling Ye sat in the car, looked at his face and stretched out his hand towards him, his brows were furrowed, and his voice was gentle: "Come here and let me have a look."

Chu Heng stepped into the carriage with his head down, and was pulled into Ling Ye's arms. His warm palm brushed away the hair around his ears. Ling Ye frowned and looked at the redness and swelling on his face, but after a while, he stretched out. Gently stroke the red marks with your fingers.

He frowned and asked Chu Heng: "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Heng leaned on him, not in a hurry to answer, but instead raised his hand and put his fingertips between his frowning eyebrows, from the brow to the peak of the brow, and then to the end of the brow, slowly and gently caressing those raised arcs little by little. Ping, Chu Heng shook his head lightly: "It doesn't hurt too much."

Ling Ye's heart suddenly twitched violently. He lifted Chu Heng's robe and put his hands on his knees through a layer of material. He knew without thinking that the flesh under his palm must be bruised and purple.

How can it not hurt?

He had never been wronged like this outside, but when he returned to his home, his body was covered in bruises.

A very light sigh was quickly hidden in the continuous rain outside the car, Ling Ye stroked his knees, and seemed to be a little angry: "Tomorrow I will announce that Zhong Pinghou will enter the palace, and let him kneel down and beat him." he."

Chu Heng tilted his head and smiled when he heard the words, and met his eyes sideways: "What did your majesty say..."

Ling Ye sighed helplessly.

He is the emperor, Zhong Pinghou is a subject, of course he can do this, but he can't.

To humiliate Chu Heng's father is actually to humiliate Chu Heng, and these words can only be said on the lips.

The rain outside the carriage covered the heavy palace with a layer of misty white mist, and the place where the horse's hooves stepped over was splashed with water. Chu Heng glanced out through the gap in the window, only to find that the carriage had already passed through the palace gate. Headed straight to the direction of Mingcheng Hall.

Ling Ye followed his gaze and looked out, thought for a while and suddenly said: "I have to support the queen."

Chu Heng turned around and looked at him puzzled.

"I have a measure." Ling Ye gave him a soothing look, shouted at the shadow guard driving outside, and ordered: "Pick some things from the private warehouse and send them to Zhong Pinghou's mansion tomorrow, Zhong Pinghou's godson Youfang, the second son of the family is very nice, so he said it was what I said." [1.]

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Chu Heng with a smile in his eyes: "I have to protect my queen."

Chu Heng leaned on his shoulder, listening to the gradual sound of rain outside the car, his eyes suddenly became moist and hot.This road from the palace gate to Mingcheng Hall is very long, he has walked it many times, but he always feels more at ease each time.

The rain had subsided in the imperial capital, but Nanshan was still covered with dark clouds at that time, Xinghui came out of the princess's Buddhist temple, turned his head and asked Su Lang: "Did the shadow guard send a message to His Majesty about the princess?"

Su Lang responded: "It will probably be sent to the imperial capital tomorrow."

They walked back slowly along the stone road between the mountains in the cool wind. Xinghui looked at Lin Tao who was rising and falling one after another in the distance, and suddenly said: "There are some things you didn't say directly in front of the princess just now. You shouldn't have to respect the king." Well, the most inappropriate thing is not to attack the princess, but not to send enough people to ensure that the princess can be killed."

Su Lang sighed, and nodded silently to Shang Xinghui's knowing gaze.

Xing Hui looked far away: "I thought King Jing was worried that we would say that it was the princess who came to Nanshan, so I killed her so as to block the road in advance. Later, I remembered that the Dongjun Token in the princess's hand was taken away by King Jing. After taking it away, I realized that maybe he, like us, had never thought about it before, and the princess who suddenly appeared in Nanshan would become the biggest variable in this game."

Xinghui seems to have fully understood the bloody slaughter in the power struggle overnight, and began to be forced to grow up in the journey made of blood and tears.

In fact, not only did Su Lang not speak directly in front of the princess, but he also didn't want to speak directly in front of Xinghui. He thought of the slightly freezing temperature of the hand he held in yesterday's cool breeze in the mountains, and he still couldn't bear it in his heart. He wanted to slow down the cruelty, so he deliberately said that sentence "the wrong thing to respect the king was to attack his own sister", but his little rabbit is too smart to tell the truth at a glance. In the past, he just deliberately didn't want to Just face it.

"He should have taken the initiative to attack the princess before he knew the queen mother died, otherwise he would not be so conceited that he only sent two hidden guards." Su Lang paused, and said: "But his move is indeed in the right place. I think he might have thought that the princess had already died under the knife of the hidden guard. King Jing should be on his way to Nanshan now, and what he has to do is not let us take the coffin of the Queen Mother out of Nanshan."

Xinghui stopped, frowned unconsciously, and looked at Su Lang worriedly: "That's why the road to Yinghai is very dangerous."

But Su Lang only smiled, and comforted him: "I'm sure, before King Jing knows that the princess is alive, he won't attack me openly, not to mention Fuyun Ji is in my hands, unless he wants to blatantly and immediately Rebel, otherwise you will not dare to touch me."

Xinghui still couldn't feel at ease, stepped forward and put his arms around Su Lang's waist, put his head on his neck, hugged him quietly, and said nothing, it seemed that this was enough.

After a long time, Xinghui raised his head from his arms, took out a jade pendant from his body and put it in Su Lang's hand, looked into his eyes, and said softly: "When things are over, we will bring a cat back to the imperial capital to raise. "

Su Lang glanced at the radiant jade pendant in the palm of his hand, met Shang Xinghui's irresistible gaze, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, pick the most beautiful one from Su Dabao and take it to the imperial capital, and let it have your surname. "

The author says:

【1.】The intention of doing this is that His Majesty has already agreed, so can others say otherwise?

Senior brother will only show his weakness in front of His Majesty alone.

[2.] My head is a little bald after writing too much plot, let's talk about a chapter of love slowly.