across the shore

Na Yu looked at Yinlian's unfinished book on the white stone table, and sighed, his eyes were full of worry.

After that day, Na Yu clearly felt the indifference of this palace again, no, not entirely, maybe this palace was originally like this.

"Prince Lian has been staying in his main hall recently. He doesn't know what he's doing. He even spends much less time in the small flower hall to read."

While thinking in his heart, Yu put away Yinlian's books, turned around, and saw Jiating standing in front of Xiaohua Hall.

"Master Ting" saw Jia Ting standing here who never wanted to leave the room, Na Yu was a little stunned.

"Nayu, are you free now?" Jia Ting's expression was a little unnatural, and the eyes looking at Nayu were also dodging around.

"Of course I'm free." Na Yu didn't know what Jia Ting meant when he asked this question, but he still complied.

"Let's have a chat!" Jia Ting walked straight to the white stone chair while talking, sat down, and looked at the stunned Yu opposite.

"Then Yu, sit down too."

Na Yu thought for a while, sitting with Jia Ting in his capacity was not in accordance with the rules and etiquette, but in view of his understanding of Jia Ting, after struggling for a while, he sat opposite Jia Ting.

The atmosphere was a little bit delicate, it was originally Jia Ting who started it, but at this moment he was silent and did not speak, which made Na Yu's face a little panicked.

"Then Yu, you...how long have you been with Yinlian?" After a long time, Jia Ting asked.

"How long?" It seemed that he didn't expect Jia Ting to ask such a question. At first hearing, Na Yu was stunned.

"It's been about nine years or almost ten years." Na Yu said after calculating in his heart.

"It's been so long." Jia Ting was a little surprised, but he thought about it carefully. On weekdays, the relationship between Yu and Yinlian, although they were masters and servants, was more intimate and natural.

Thinking about it this way, nine years is no surprise.

"Yeah, it's been nine years." Speaking of this time, Yu also felt a little stunned, and smiled.

Jiating lowered his eyelids, thought for a while, and then asked: "Then you should know him very well, right? Tell me about him, okay?"

Speaking of the latter, Jia Ting was a little embarrassed, and stopped looking at Na Yu, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

Yu was taken aback, he didn't expect that Jia Ting, who had been avoiding Yinlian all this time, would take the initiative to ask what he wanted to know about Yinlian. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he decided to speak out.

"Prince Lian..." Na Yu looked at a part of the Xiaohua hall, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled, a bit sad and disappointed.

"Prince Lian is a beautiful person, as beautiful as the light in the sky, so warm, so good." Na Yu looked at Jia Ting, his eyes were brightly lit, and his face was full of smiles.

"The Yin family is known as the "beautiful emperor". Everyone has a face like a fairy, but I think that among all the young emperors, Prince Lian is the most beautiful."

Na Yu had begun to forget Jia Ting who was sitting across from him, and fell into his own memories.

"When I met Prince Lian for the first time, I was only 12 years old, and Prince Lian was only seven years old. At that time, Prince Lian was wearing a silver-white dress, and his long silver hair just reached his shoulders, hanging softly on his shoulders. Sitting upright on the chair in the hall. He is clearly a child with pink make-up, but he looks serious like an adult. His small face is like melting ice and snow, white and clean without a trace of silt, cold and lonely. A touch of arrogance."

Na Yu smiled softly, and said: "You don't know, how cute Prince Lian was at that time, he obviously wanted to see me clearly, so he glanced at me pretending to be cold, but couldn't help but take his eyes on his pair of eyes. The unique eyes look at me from time to time."

"At that time, I was thinking: This is my future master, so cute! At that time, I was thinking that I must be a good waiter and make this little angel smile the happiest in the world, but...... "

Looking at the fading smile on Yu's face, Jia Ting's heart tightened, and he vaguely had an answer, but he was unwilling to reveal it.

Looking at the bitter sky outside, Yu smiled helplessly: "That's my dream, but it can only be a dream."

"He..." Jia Ting said hesitantly, his tone was very struggling.

"Prince Lian was recognized as the best candidate for this generation of emperor since he was born. He is destined not to laugh."

Speaking of this, both of them were silent, and Yu bowed his head, his eyes were lonely.

And Jiating's black eyes were struggling, thinking of that beautiful and proud silver back, always in a quiet and secret place, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Master Ting, Prince Lian is really a good master. He never loses his temper. Even if someone does something wrong, it is only a small punishment. He is really good!"

Na Yu suddenly raised his head to stare at Jia Ting, and said eagerly.

Jia Ting looked at those eager eyes, couldn't say anything to refute, turned his head and stopped looking, and said sullenly: "Maybe."

Neither refuted nor admitted.

Jia Ting knew very well that Yin Lian was not a bad person, if he had, he would have passed away long ago, but he refused to admit that Yin Lian was a good person, as if he would lose something if he admitted it.

Jia Ting didn't know what kind of emotion it was, maybe it was just his selfishness at work, or maybe it was a deeper reason, but he didn't dare to think about it.

"Prince Lian is the most powerful of all the young emperors, but he is the most pious. He obviously has the power and power that everyone fears, but he does not override others."

"Prince Lian is also the most innocent. He placed you in the side hall without any intention of humiliating you. Prince Lian doesn't even know what sex_slave means, so how could he use this..."

"Stop talking." Jia Ting interrupted Na Yu with a very ugly look on his face.

At this moment, Na Yu gradually calmed down, the urgency in his heart faded, and he showed his proper expression again, apologizing to Jia Ting: "Master Ting, it is Na Yu who has surpassed."

Na Yu's sudden respect made Jia Ting very uncomfortable, as if he had destroyed something or pushed down something inadvertently.

This recognition made Jia Ting very uncomfortable, after all, Na Yu had never made things difficult for him.

"I..." Jiating wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say anything.

What can be used to explain his current situation?

Now he lost even his previous freedom.

"Lord Ting, no matter what, Prince Lian is innocent." Na Yu finally said deeply.

Jia Ting was puzzled and wanted to ask more clearly, but seeing Na Yu's respectful expression, he stopped talking.

But later, Jia Ting understood it without words.

Jiating walked on the Baishiban of the palace, looking at the magnificent and magnificent buildings around him, his heart was filled with desolation.

"I don't belong here."

Jia Ting's small black figure is always very conspicuous in the palace. In Yinlian's palace, the lowest-level waiter is also of the green-haired race level, and Jia Ting's unique figure can be seen at a glance.

After Jiating walked across the white stone slab in a daze, Yinlian came out from another path.

The golden eyes looked at the small black figure with an indescribable expression.

Yinlian thought that he hadn't seen Jiating for more than a month, and the conversation between the two of them that day was not pleasant, he felt this.

But he didn't understand Jia Ting's heart, one moment he could be calm and composed, but the next second he mentioned him, he could chuckle and look at the world, with disdain pouring out like a tide and submerging his reason.

Except for that time, he felt that he didn't do anything to make Jia Ting angry, but the contempt in Jia Ting's eyes was indeed so bright, and it flashed his eyes.

The dissatisfaction and anger that he couldn't contain, obviously he used to be so calm and composed, and the education he received since childhood gave him the conditions to be calm enough, but all of this didn't work when he met Jia Ting.

Yin Lian was dissatisfied with all this in his heart, dissatisfied with Jiating's attitude towards him, and also dissatisfied with his own changes.

Turning around in boredom, Yinlian wanted to vent her emotions, but couldn't find a suitable place.

He will never go to Yinlan's place again, no, he will go, but when he goes, he will definitely bring a big gift to Yinlan.

He never had the chance to meet Yinlian in a situation like last time, but he was very embarrassed to drag Yinlan's blessing...

……

Then the next place to go is nothing more than the old place - the animal training ground.

Yinlian thought about it, maybe when he could go to the taming farm to tame the monsters, and find a contracted monster by the way, maybe then it would not be so boring.

Thinking about it, Yinlian suddenly had an idea, maybe he could take Jia Ting to the animal training ground, after all...

"It seems to be March?" Yin Lian murmured, he calculated carefully in his heart, Jia Ting has been living in his palace for March.

March, a day that is not long, but not short!

Thinking of these three months, he has been staying in his palace and never going out, which is not surprising to him before, but Jiating is not him!

Thinking of this, Yin Lian pursed her lips, her golden eyes were full of hesitation, and for the first time there was a sense of embarrassment.

"Tell Na Yu to talk about it." In the end, Yinlian decided secretly in her heart, she didn't feel anything wrong at all, and even took it for granted.

Na Yu was leaning on the white stone pillar that Yinlian often leaned on to read in the small flower hall, looking at the sky with unfocused eyes, his whole body was slumped.

"Prince Lian, if Master Ting rejects you, what should you do? Do you want to continue your future emperor position, or keep pestering you? Then if Master Ting accepts you..."

Na Yu shook his head, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "There will be thousands of knots in the end, when will it be over?"

Na Yu leaned against the white stone pillar and stared at the sky dejectedly, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Garting lay on the carpet, closed his eyes, and his mind kept spinning.

Yinlian walked on the Baishiban that he had walked countless times in the past, his golden eyes were full of thoughts.

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