The reborn prince is hard to raise

Kasyapa's first memories belonged to the sultry and humid climate in the southern border jungle, and the quiet profile of his master.When he was young, he lived in the depths of the dense forest every day, and he didn't know what beauty and ugliness were. He only occasionally saw hunters passing by with arrow feathers on their backs, and was surprised by their dark skin and worn clothes.

He and his master are not close, although they get along day and night, they rarely talk.Before the age of seven, he didn't know what his parents were, and in his world, only his master existed.When he was young, he had fear in his heart, worrying that one day the master would leave him alone in the wooden house in the dense forest, and he would never be seen again.

So he was very obedient and kept silent every day, wrapped a tight cloth belt around his right hand, and put on uncomfortable animal skin gloves, and gradually got used to it later.Following his master's instructions, he practiced qi training. Apart from eating some food every day, he meditated and followed his breath.

Whenever he wanted to ask "why is this so", when he saw the chilling eyes of the master, he stopped, closed his eyes and realized the circulation of the breath meridians again.

"Kasyapa." It was an early spring, and countless new green branches sprouted from the jungle. He was walking around the wooden house with his legs crossed, when he suddenly heard the call of the master, he was stunned and walked out the door.

He knew his own name when he was practicing calligraphy, but Master seldom recalled it.In the middle of the night, he lay alone on the plank bed, occasionally reciting his name silently in his heart, and only in this way could he feel his own existence.

I am not illusory between heaven and earth, I exist so clearly, I am Kasyapa.

"Master." Kasyapa walked barefoot on the grass mat, the back of his feet was wet with dew, and the blue meridians were very clear.he shouted respectfully, looking down at the ground.

"Now let's go with the teacher."

"Where are you going?" Kassapa raised his head in a daze, looking at the master in black in front of him, very puzzled.

"Yong Jing." It was rare to be impatient.

"Where is Yongjing?" Seeing Master's calm expression, Kasyapa continued to ask with some trepidation——Master doesn't like talkative and curious people.

"You and I are in southern Xinjiang, in the extreme south of Dayong, and Yongjing is in the north." He frowned slightly, and his tone became severe, "Stop asking, just pack your things and go."

Kassapa trotted into the house, feeling his hands shaking when packing up.He still doesn't have the concept of "North and South" and "Dayong", but he understands that he and his master are going to get out of this jungle.

In the past, he hid in the bushes and eavesdropped on the conversation of two hunters.They talked about the village, neighbors, children, parents... these were things he didn't understand, his world was just a corner of this dense jungle, only him and his master, nothing else.

Carrying a small burden, Kassapa followed behind the master, constantly looking around at the scene.This place is completely different from the dense forest. There are not so many trees here, and it looks very empty.There are many earth houses and animals that have never been seen.And there were many people standing on both sides of the road, they looked at themselves one after another, and their countless sights were like dense needles that were about to pierce through themselves.

Kassapa felt a panic in his heart for no reason. He heard the voices of others talking and their countless cold eyes... He suddenly regretted that he had walked out of the jungle, and he felt terrified.

After trotting for two steps, Kasyapa grabbed the corner of Shizun's clothes with trembling hands, and sensitively noticed that Shizun's footsteps stopped, but he didn't turn around and ordered himself to let go.At that moment, Kassapa really wanted to cry - in fact, Master still likes himself, right?

Along the way, everything was new to Kassapa.He only felt that his heart suddenly became wider, with landscapes and human voices.

Although the vast majority of people I meet on the road are so ordinary, they are busy for their livelihood every day, for a little food and copper coins.Their appearances are also so unpleasing to the eye, beggars with pustules all over their bodies, farmers with muddy feet, fellows with oil stains all over their bodies... And he gradually discovered that this world is also full of battles, with blood and bones , There are countless hideous faces.

But he didn't feel any fear, more of an excitement in his heart.This kind of world makes him feel happy from the bottom of his heart—although it is dirty, it is so fresh.

Lu Zezhang is a prince with both civil and military skills. He is the fifth son of the current emperor, and his mother is Zhaogui Concubine of Zhaoyang Palace, whose status is second only to the current empress.The Lu family requires every royal blood to be proficient in bowing and horses. Since he was a child, he has shown amazing talents in literature and martial arts, which has amazed his father.

At that time, he had always firmly believed that he would be able to ascend the throne in the future, although the one standing in front of him was the queen's eldest son, the crown prince Lu Zeqian.

On that day, in midsummer, he galloped his steed through the market, and the wind blew past his ears, dissipating all the depression in his heart.Originally, he had already rushed past the boy, but subconsciously reined in the reins.He turned the horse's head and looked at the boy in white standing in front of the horse holding a small pine-blue bundle.

He suddenly felt that even though he was a prince and was born with glory, in the past 15 years of his life, he was so pale and colorless.

The boy curiously reached out and touched the horse's neck, as if realizing something, he raised his head to look at Lu Zezhang on the horse, and smiled, showing a trace of surprise and shyness that was undisguised.

At that moment, the sunshine in the world is not as good as his beauty in the moment of showing his face.

So far, a glance is a lifetime.

Kasyapa followed Master to Yongjing, and when night fell, he went outside a tall city wall.Under the veil of night, it is like a lurking icy giant, with sharp minions hidden under its fur.Kassapa didn't like it here, he seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood in the air, which was very pungent.

But Master's will is not allowed to be disobeyed, Kasyapa tightened the package in his hand, and walked in through a small door.

What they went to was an empty palace, with countless stone slabs and reliefs, and the deep promenade echoed the footsteps of the two.He closely followed Master's footsteps, feeling a kind of fear slowly expanding in his heart.

"Is he the successor?" The man sitting on the stone bed asked softly.Kasyapa hid behind the master's black robe, and looked at the young but pale man timidly, with curiosity.His face was more beautiful than most people he had seen, but he was less angry and had an aura of dying.

Kassapa felt as if he saw his whole body surrounded by black smoke, which was eerie and weird.

"Yes." Kasyapa heard the master reply.

successor?He silently recited this word in his heart, and faintly realized something, but he was not very clear.

"Then let him stay, I won't live long." Kassapa heard the man say.

Since then, Kassapa stayed in this palace.He lived alone in a stone room, and the master left before the dawn of the second day without leaving a word.

Kasyapa curled up on the cold stone bed, and suddenly felt that everything about him had been dismantled.He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what the future would be. Even the only person he knew in the world had already left.

Suddenly, he thought of the young man who was riding a horse during the day, and he shone into the bottom of his heart like bright sunlight.

That night, he kept dreaming of the scene when the two met, over and over again, without stopping.

On a winter night, Kassapa finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the heavy door of the stone room closing.He has lived in the palace for nearly half a year, and found that on the seventh day after the night of the [-]th full moon of each month, the man will enter the stone room for retreat, and will not appear during this period.No, this man is called Zhixi, and Kassapa has seen his seal, and these two words are engraved on it.

Breaking through the rusted iron chain, he walked out through the small door in the corner of the palace. Kassapa stood there in a daze.He didn't think about running away - he only had two shelters in this world, the wooden house in the jungle could not go back, and the cold palace behind him was his final destination now.

A sense of desolation suddenly arises in my heart. Is there no place for him in the world?

"Here." The voice that suddenly appeared was very clear in the night. Kassapa was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice, and saw a young man in a brocade robe standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. look at yourself.

It's him?Kasyapa stared blankly at the figure, and various dreams kept coming out—it was the boy on the horse.

His footsteps seemed to be disobedient, and he walked towards the man.

"Why are you only wearing thin clothes on such a cold winter night?" The young man scolded softly, then took off his cloak and put it on Kasyapa.At that moment, the body temperature stained on the cloak poured densely into the limbs and bones.

Only now did Kassapa realize that the winter nights were really so cold.

"Okay, don't be dazed anymore, do you look crazy at me?" The boy rubbed the top of his head, with a warm smile, and then said, "My name is Aze, what about you?" As he spoke, he took his hand and took a step forward.

Kasyapa repeated the word "Aze" several times in his heart, and suddenly found that he was still waiting for his answer, lowered his head slightly, and whispered, "My name is Kassapa."

"Kasyapa?" The boy's voice was like the chords of a musical instrument, "The name is beautiful, as beautiful as you, so can you raise your head in front of me?"

Kasyapa looked up at his smiling eyebrows in shock, and felt that a part of his heart was missing at that moment.No one has ever spoken to him so gently, he has never felt such a warm breath, and no one has praised his name or his person.

Jiaye looked at the young man who called himself Aze, and suddenly smiled. He said every word very carefully, "Aze—Aze", as if he wanted to engrave these two words into his blood.

"Well, Kasyapa." The boy raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose, which was a little frozen red, and called his name.

When he returned to the palace that day, it was already dawn.Kassapa tiptoed to the door of the closed stone room, and found that Zhixi had not come out, so he returned to his bedroom with peace of mind, folded the cloak that he had not taken off neatly, and put it on the side of the pillow.

In the dream that day, someone kept calling his name - Kasyapa in an extremely gentle tone.

Another full moon night.Kassapa still went out quietly through the small door.After walking two steps, I saw Aze standing there, looking at the moonlight, his side face was extremely handsome and soft under the moonlight.

Seeing that Aze saw himself beckoning, his legs walked towards Aze one step ahead of his consciousness.He was so expectant in his heart that he could even hear the rumbling heartbeat.

"It's so thin again, where is the cloak I gave you last time?" A Ze felt helpless looking at his innocent look, "Forget it, come on, you take this first." He took it out from his arms Something wrapped in oiled paper was still steaming.He took off his coat and put it on Kasyapa's thin shoulders.

Kassapa opened it next, and his eyes lit up immediately.This is the food he had seen on the street before, but he dared not tell Master that he wanted it.

Seeing Kasyapa looking at him with flushed cheeks, Aze stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, "I saw you staring at this thing the first time I saw you. I think I like it very much, right? Today is just right. I went out and brought it back. It’s been warm all the time, although it’s not as delicious as when it came out of the oven, you can still taste it.”

Kassapa was biting into the soft pie, the pie was a bit hard between his teeth, but a slight warmth permeated between his lips and teeth, like a brand mark.

No one has ever taken him so seriously.

The author has something to say: Today I got thick and long ~ please hug ~

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