The book never ends

Yong ran back to his bedroom for no reason, and drove out all the servants inside.When he was alone, the figure of that person just now became clearer in his mind.He felt that he had forgotten something, which was very important to him, but he couldn't remember it.

After quieting in the dormitory for a while, the irritability in his heart continued unabated. He simply took down the sword on the wall that was almost as high as him, and ran to the courtyard to practice alone.

The arms that have not yet grown up are lifted up, and the swords in both hands are doing simple chopping movements from top to bottom.Again and again, each movement is like a mold carved, without the slightest deviation.

The moment he held the sword in his hand, his heart also calmed down.The young man was soon in a state of ecstasy, every move and style was performed following the trajectory engraved deep in his soul.

Gradually, within a few feet of him as the center, there was a trace of fluctuation in the space, and even a trace of the meager sword energy could be found under the naked eye.A soft cry came from the sword body, like a mournful cry of being imprisoned.The simple move opened and closed, and it was performed by a young man, but it gave people a destructive aura.At this moment, his gaze is no longer the clarity of a young man who doesn't care about the world, but the transparency that has gone through vicissitudes.

The young man is dressed in white, and the swordsmanship in his hands does not belong to any of the routines here.

Everyone knows that the prince practiced sword and martial arts since he was a child, but they don't know who he learned from. Only Yong Ning and himself know that he doesn't have a master, his master is himself.

Reaching Jiang Ce's level is very sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual power within a certain range, let alone in this "Eastern Extreme" where there is no spiritual power at all.After leaving the emperor's bedroom, he did not leave immediately, but followed the signs to find it.This was the first time he felt that faint breath, how could he not care.

This time, it was him who looked at that person.As long as the boy practiced sword in the courtyard, he stood on the eaves for as long as possible.The spiritual energy floating in the air does not belong to this continent, but emanates from the young man, carrying a trace of familiar aura, and those familiar sword moves. Although he has only seen a few times, he has already deeply felt it. Burned into the brain.

"This...how is it possible..." Jiang Ce muttered to himself, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

The young man had finished his sword practice and returned to the house, and did not come out again until dark.The night wind was refreshing with a hint of coolness, and Jiang Ce seemed to wake up suddenly. He reached out to wipe off the remaining water on his face, feeling a little overwhelmed.

His thoughts stopped at that moment just now, and the figure of the young man practicing sword kept replaying in his mind, gradually overlapping with another figure.How is this possible... If his master came here, it is impossible for him not to know that the name on the system is still gray, how could he come here.This must be just a coincidence.

He didn't want to believe it, but there was a little more expectation in his heart.Speaking of which, this little prince is also called Wudu, and he chose the name.

As the sun rose and the moon set, Jiang Ce stood where he was and did not leave. Because of the hope in his heart, he kept waiting and wanted to watch it again.

The little prince did not disappoint him, and he got up before dawn to continue practicing swords.The same move as yesterday, the expression on the young man's face is extremely serious, every sword is sent with heart, but the momentum is a little lacking.The shadows under his eyes are too obvious, and he looks not in good spirits.Jiang Ce reckoned that the child was probably worried that his father hadn't slept well. Judging from yesterday's unafraid of death protection, he was indeed a filial child.

At first, he was only regarded as a passer-by, but now that he pays attention, he suddenly feels that everything is unusual.

He had never seen the dragon spirit on this child before in other emperors.He originally thought it was just a vision of heaven and earth from the emperor, but now it seems that it is not as simple as it appears on the surface.Maybe he, like him, is also from that side, not necessarily.

Speaking of dragons, he knew one over there, but Master once said that Baidi is the only one left in this world.What if not?Jiang Ce made all kinds of bold conjectures. The biggest possibility is that this person is a relative of Baidi, and he may have been taught the way of swordsmanship by his master.

Ji Wuduan didn't elaborate on what happened in Jiang Ce's trapped Dragon Palace. He didn't know that Ji Wuduan's body was reshaped by the bones of Baidilongwang's father, so that it was unfortunate for him to miss the truth. It is also lucky.If he had known a long time ago, in all the years to come, he and he would always be just master and apprentice.

The prince didn't know when he stopped, and with a casual glance, he suddenly saw the red figure that had also appeared in his dream all night last night.Those fragments that don't belong to this world can't piece together a complete story at all, but he is more sure that he must have seen this person before.The aura of this person is inexplicably familiar to him, as long as he sees him, he feels that what he has been looking for in his heart has found.

"Why did you stop?" Jiang Ce jumped off the roof and landed not far from the boy, looking at him with a slight frown.

"Who are you?" The immature voice asked slightly coldly.

Jiang Ce chuckled, with a playful look on his face, "I'm Jiang Ce." Everyone knew that he was a national teacher, but the boy asked who he was.This is the second time he introduced himself after coming here, the first time was to the old emperor who had died long ago.

The prince was silent for a moment, and after reading his name several times, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing his slightly troubled look, Jiang Ce seemed to be in a better mood. He walked a few steps to the side and sat on the corridor, urging: "Go on."

The prince didn't bother anymore, he looked at Jiang Ce next to him, and said, "Jiang Ce, I am for no reason." He had known for a long time that his name was taken by this person, but he still wanted to tell him personally.

Jiang Ce nodded, with a slight smile on his face.

He didn't know why he stopped for this young man. He watched him practice sword every day, time and time again, but there was no trace of boredom in his heart. On the contrary, the irritability of many years was calmed down.

Except for occasionally going to the beach to look at the big boat built when the prince was not practicing swords, he stayed with him all the time.He decided to stay in the imperial city for a few more days. After all, the ship was about to be built, and he could wait until the sea trial before returning to the battlefield. He believed in Liang Gaoyuan's ability, and he would definitely be able to persist until he returned.

The news that the national teacher was living in the East Palace soon spread, and he could not live in the built National Teacher's Mansion, but lived in the Crown Prince's East Palace.

The minds of the ministers became active again. Some people thought that this was a conspiracy by the national teacher to control the prince to seize the throne, while others thought that the national teacher did this to stabilize the position of the prince. After all, the emperor’s respect for the prince Love, everyone sees it.The news that the national teacher rescued the emperor after his return was quickly spread by the emperor. If he wanted to seize the throne, why would he save the emperor who was dying of illness?

No matter what these ministers think, the emperor's attitude towards this matter is only happy. When he goes to the East Palace every day, he can not only see his beloved son, but also see that person, so that the emperor is in a very good mood every day. Gentle, now he has become more talkative, and the entire imperial city is enveloped in a peaceful atmosphere.

The war in the distance did not have much impact on Ningcheng, and the weather has been smooth and rainy for the past few years. In addition to the grain confiscated by the state, the common people still have surplus food to eat.Jiang Ce hadn't been in the court for a long time, and those who opposed him couldn't find anything against him, except for one inconsistency, the emperor suppressed it a little, and no one brought it up again.

Jiang Ce's life in the East Palace was quite nourishing.Because of his excellent appearance and wealth, he was always surrounded by a group of young court ladies. Finally, those people knew how to be reserved and only gave him the best food, no different from the prince.Everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with this, as long as he smiled at them, they felt willing to do anything.

According to the prince, this man is a disaster.The two of them got along for a long time and those barriers disappeared. Although calling each other's names when getting along made others feel a little bit off, but they didn't care.

Jiang Ce likes to watch the prince practicing sword. In order to make him watch comfortably, the prince ordered his attendants to move out the soft couch from his room, and even put a coffee table beside it.Jiang Ce praised him for his filial piety and readily accepted it. The tense emotions over the years can only be relaxed for a moment when watching him practice swords.

The warm spring sun shines gently on the entire courtyard. On the soft couch beside the courtyard, a young man in red is lying casually leaning against him. A slightly smaller figure is lying on his side next to him. The young man rests one hand on his body, sleeping soundly. sweet.

After all, the prince is not very old, and daily high-intensity sword practice consumes a lot of energy. Before seeing Jiang Ce, he only occasionally had strange dreams when he slept at night, but since Jiang Ce arrived, he has been haunted by dreams every night. As long as he wakes up, he can only remember some sporadic fragments.

I don't get a good rest every night, and naturally I don't have such a good spirit when practicing swords during the day. In order not to disappoint Jiang Ce, the prince always insists on it. Although the swordsmanship has improved a lot these days, his body is much worse than before.

It's not that Jiang Ce didn't notice his condition, and let him rest on the couch every day after he finished his sword practice.At first, he didn't quite get used to it, but later the prince realized that as long as he lay beside Jiang Ce, he would no longer have those dreams, so he accepted it silently.

The sun shone on the two of them, making them feel lazy. Jiang Ce didn't fall asleep. His slender fingers brushed the prince's soft hair once and for all, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

The boat has almost been built, and it will be able to go to sea in two days.Although there is still some distance from the full level, Jiang Ce doesn't want to waste time here.He had waited more than 30 years, and the anxiety to leave had only grown stronger.

There is probably no need to go to the distant battlefield. Although the idea of ​​unifying the five countries has only been half realized, the Chen country is much stronger than other countries. As long as the monarch of this country does not have a brain twitch, even without him, the unification of the entire continent is still possible. Sooner or later.

Jiang Ce took out the "Young Hero Growth Weapon Gift Box" that had been stored for more than ten years from the game backpack. The simple appearance was the same as before. Compared with the contents, he cared more about the Wanhua logo engraved on it.

In the early years, he also went to Yasukuni to look for the descendants of the previous dynasty that the old emperor said, but he returned without success.The frequent battles in the future also dragged him out of time to look for it.He had a faint feeling in his heart that knowing too much was not a good thing.Even if there are seniors who have time-traveled, those are just strangers to him.

Now that he is at the level where he can open the gift box, he thinks that he will leave soon, but he feels a little bit sad for this child, and leaving something for him can make up for some regrets.The magic weapon he was carrying was useless here at all. Since this young hero gift box appeared in this place, the things inside must be of some use.

A faint light flashed between his fingers, and there was a soft "click", and the things that had been sealed for an unknown number of years were rediscovered. Jiang Ce looked at the things in the box in a daze. He never thought that there would be this in it!

The red fan inlaid with golden carved patterns and the silk umbrella with white flowers and red background lay quietly in the box, exuding a faint reddish luster. The bright colors have not faded with the years, and they are still brand new.On the system interface, the words "Crimson Condemned Dancer" were clearly written.

Jiang Ce was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and there was not much excitement in his heart.It was like a bureau, an invisible force was guiding him step by step, and he didn't know what kind of ending was waiting for him.

"What is this?" The boy's hoarse voice sounded when he just woke up. The prince, who was awakened by his movement just now, got up, leaned in front of the box, and looked at the things inside with a puzzled face.

Jiang Ce glanced at him, reached out and took out the fan and umbrella from the box, and said casually, "It's nothing, just dance tools for dancing."

The prince glanced back and forth between Jiang Ce and the 'Dancing Tool', with a strange look on his face, "Ce... do you like dancing..."

In my impression, he was always dressed like a dancer, with bare feet, and the scene he saw in front of the emperor's bed that day. Seeing such a gorgeous 'dancing set' again today, the prince finally endured. I couldn't help asking.

Jiang Ce was taken aback by his question, and then a slight smile appeared on his face, "I like it." Qixiu's skill is indeed dancing. Dancing can not only increase blood and save people, but also kill people and level up. How can you not like it.From being ashamed to use it to being calm and composed now, Jiang Ce thinks he should like it.

The prince thought for a while, and suddenly reached out a small hand to touch the top of Jiang Ce's head, "Ce dances very well, I like it for no reason."

It was the first time Jiang Ce heard such a compliment. In the cultivation world, his master and uncles would not say that, and the other seniors never said that either.His heart that had been indifferent for many years seemed to feel a bit of warmth. He rubbed his fingers against the rimmed fan a few times, looked at the prince's obsidian-like eyes, and said softly, "Since I like it for no reason, how about I dance just for you?"