Thousand-character silk

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Book Title: Thousand Characters

Author: Mori Tang

Chapters: 115 chapters in total, the latest chapter: 100 questions about compatibility

Remarks:

In ancient times, a silk script with a thousand characters was handed down, which changed his life.

Four years, but just four years.

Four years ago, he was still a young and inexperienced son of Rong Guo, and four years later, he was already a young emperor who ruled the world.There are rumors that nothing has happened to him.

When people mention him, they are half admiring and half fearful.He is a tyrant, a wise master, a gentle son, a charming prostitute, a supreme person who guides the country, and a plaything under him, and there are different opinions.A peerless appearance, dressed in a thousand red clothes, sometimes majestic and sometimes charming.The man's heart is moving, the woman's heart is falling, and he sleeps and thinks about clothes, tossing and turning, but he has been holding the back seat beside him, standing alone on the top of loneliness.

There are more and more dramas written around him, telling the truth in a thousandth of his truth...

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☆, Wedge four years later

The March day in Rongdi is beautiful, the flowers are charming to the eyes, the grass grows and warblers fly, willows and willows by the pond, and paper kites flutter in the sky.The spring clothes are ready, and among the outing crowd, the men are at their prime of life, the girls are at their most beautiful, and the children are at their best laughing time.In the morning green, you can see some eaves exposed sporadically in the vermilion high wall in the north, coldly tilted, isolated from the strong spring.

"and after?"

Yangliu's next person is in his early twenties, looking at the child in front of him with his chin resting, his slightly curved almond eyes are alluring beauty, with indescribable tenderness.The water-blue clothes are covered with an elegant white gauze, which blends into the spring scenery, like a beautiful flower blooming peacefully in March.

The boy in the corner shook his head, put the sugar figurine behind his hands, stared at the face of the man under the willow tree with a smile and said, "If Brother Beauty hugs me for a while, I will tell Brother Beauty."

The man in blue smiled, and held the child in his arms with open arms. The child was a little fascinated by his beautiful appearance.

"I'm holding you, why don't you say it?" the man in blue coaxed.

The child came back to his senses and leaned against the man in blue, for fear of offending him and being thrown to the ground. It was only when the man's arms tightened that he ate the sugar man in his hand with peace of mind. Go on.

"Later, that person got a piece of white cloth with a thousand characters written on it..."

"You mean the thousand-character silk?" the man in blue reminded.

"It seems to be called this name... Hey, it doesn't matter what it's called," the child waved his hand indifferently, "Anyway, that person summoned an ancient god with that white cloth, and suddenly became omnipotent and extremely powerful. Become an army, call the wind and rain, defeat all bad people, and finally become the emperor of Lindu."

"I see." The man in blue nodded and smiled, as if he had really heard the wonderful ending of the story.

"Brother beauty, that piece of white cloth with a thousand characters written on it is really a good thing." The child moved to make himself lie in his arms more comfortably, "If you have it, you can have whatever you want, if I If there are, then that's fine."

What an arrogant thought, when it came out of a child's mouth, it was so clean that it didn't even have any evil thoughts.

"In this world, whatever you want, you can't get it for nothing. You need something in exchange." The man in blue changed his arms and hugged the child, and said slowly, "If you want to eat sugar, you have to use it." In exchange for copper coins, if you want to get the reward from your husband, you have to exchange it with earnestness. In the future, if you want to obtain fame, you have to exchange it with several years of hard study. Do you understand this principle?"

"Of course I understand, sir taught me."

The child raised his head triumphantly, and the gentle eyes of the man in blue gradually turned cold. When the child looked at him again, he couldn't help shrinking back, as if a little afraid.

"Then do you know what to exchange for a thousand-character silk?"

The slightly frowned eyebrows, the quiet gaze, and the deep tone made the child unable to speak for a while.He hesitated and reached out to caress the frowned brow of the man in blue, and asked timidly: "Tong'er mentioned Qianzibo, is Brother Beauty angry?"

The man in blue was startled for a moment, quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "No."

The child let out a sigh of relief, and secretly looked up at him.It's strange, just now he clearly felt that Brother Beauty was a little sad.

"If you get the thousand-character silk, what do you want to do the most?"

The child's eyes lit up, he jumped out of the man in blue's arms and stood up straight, with an expression of excitement immediately written on his face.Seven or eight-year-old children looked down at the man in blue sitting under the willow tree.

"Of course I want to marry the beautiful brother back home!"

"Children who are only a few years old, don't talk nonsense." The man in blue stretched out his hand and scratched his nose, "Look, the string holding your paper kite over there is loose."

Startled, the child hurriedly turned around and ran towards the spool he stuck on the ground, ran a few steps, turned back and shouted to the man in blue:

"Brother beauty, you must not marry. When I grow up, I will definitely marry you." The red smiling face was still somewhat serious.

The man in blue waved his hand with a smile, without saying a word, he looked up at the hanging paper kite and gradually flew back to the sky.

The willow branches behind him moved slightly, and the man in blue closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Are you escaping here again?" The faint tone was the same as before.

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, he simply replied generously: "The palace is too boring, I want to come out for a walk. Although there is Taiyuan in the palace, which is a collection of thousands of beautiful scenery, how can it compare with these uncrafted natural beauty?" Does the scenery look pleasing?"

The visitor sat down beside him and did not answer immediately.After a long time, he asked a question.

"Do you regret it, you used a thousand-character silk back then?"

The man in blue stopped in the air with two fingers hooked on the willow leaves.

Since then, how many times have people been asked this question?

But speaking of it, he seemed to be asking himself for the first time.

The man behind him was dressed in a dusty and elegant veil, and looked at the master in the blue dress under the willow tree with deep eyes.The man in blue is only a young man in his early twenties, but his eyes are unusually deep, and now he seems to be closing his eyes with a smile, pretending that he didn't hear the man's question.After a moment of stalemate, the man's cold fingers unexpectedly and boldly slid down his temples, slightly raising his chin.The moment his lips were about to touch, the man in blue suddenly opened his eyes, and the man stopped moving, waiting for his next words.

"I never regret it." The man in blue raised his head slightly and said coldly.

His eyes are determined and cold.

"But Rong Xuan regrets it, he regrets it all the time." The young emperor reached out and grabbed the collar of his heart and frowned, "But no matter how I regret it, they will never come back."

The people around suddenly fell silent.Rong Xuan looked at him, the apricot-like pupils were dyed with pain, which made people despair.

"They should all be by my side, instead of asking me to sit there alone like now." Rong Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the vermilion palace wall in the distance.

But now no one is here, leaving me alone on the summit of loneliness to hold this country.

A contemptuous and self-deprecating sigh could not hide the sadness in his eyes.

At the beginning, I was the one who wanted the world, but now that the world is in my hands, there is a void in my heart that cannot be filled.This time, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, he lost the interest to continue looking at it. Rong Xuan stood up, reached out to pat the dust off his body, and turned to leave.

"Where is your Majesty going?"

"Go back to the palace."

The person who came came up and followed at a distance of two steps. After walking like this for a while, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't stand his force and was forced to turn around he.

"You haven't smiled at me for a long time." He still has such gentle eyebrows, and it has been like this since a long time ago.

Rong Xuan let out a cold snort, twisted his brows that were originally hopeless, and looked at the people behind him with sharp eyes.

"I want to know how long you will be so low in front of me." Rong Xuan's tone was still cold.

"Until you forgive me." The expression of the person in front of him changed slightly.

Rong Xuan raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously: "There won't be that day."

The person beside him frowned with gentleness, and his trembling hands tightly grasped Rong Xuan's shoulders.

"What if I die tomorrow?"

Rong Xuan shook off his hand and said neither sad nor happy: "Then take your expectations to the grave."

A trace of horror and bitterness flashed across the man's eyes.

How far does a person have to go to make another person only have hatred for him?

At least he did it, Rong Xuan looked at him now, wishing that he would die.

In just four years, Rong Xuan has grown from a naive son of Rong Guo to a young emperor who is now sitting in Lindu. He has been on the throne for nearly a year, causing countless people to dream about it.

The cold and arrogant Emperor Rong always had a cold face, making it impossible to get close to.

Only when you are young and ignorant, will you entrust your body and mind to others without defense again and again, and finally realize that in this world, only you can trust.

The author has something to say:

☆, boundless

Rong Xuan, the young son of Rong Guo who ran away, is back.Rong Wanggong, who was running around looking for him a moment ago, saw him being carried back by a man with a happy face, and cried even worse for a moment.

A few days ago, the only son of the old King Rong drove to Tianze Mountain on the border of Rong Country without saying a word, because there were rumors in the capital that there was a Only rare peregrine falcons are seen.

Rong Xuan grew up in the palace and rarely went out of the palace. He had never seen a real peregrine falcon, so he insisted on seeing it by himself.The old King Rong blamed him for being such a child and refused to let him go out. Rong Xuan got angry and left the capital alone without leaving a word.It wasn't until dinner in the evening that King Rong found out that his son was missing, so he anxiously sent people around to look for him. Because he didn't know which direction he was going, the people he sent out seemed to disappear, and there was no news for several days.

Looking at his son who finally came back, he was about to ask what happened on the way, when Rong Xuan suddenly said:

"Father, my son wants to ask the father for a favor."

"Good talk, good talk."

Hearing that he just sprained his foot during this trip, and the rest is fine, Wang Rong's hanging heart finally let go.The son who had been missing for a few days came back, and he naturally obeyed everything, saying that everything was good.

The man holding Rong Xuan put him down gently, and stood quietly behind him.

"That's good," Rong Xuan smiled happily, pointing at the man behind him, "I want him."

"It's easy to talk about." It's just a personal request, not too big a request.

"Father, please understand too much what my son said about the 'necessary' method."

"What?" After a moment of silence, the old King Rong slipped his hand holding the dragon chair, and stared at His Highness Rong Xuan with wide eyes.

The little prince stared at his father seriously.

"My son wants to be with Jing Wuya, and I also hope that my father will make it happen."

There was an instant silence in the palace of the king.

"This...Xuan'er..."

The old king was afraid that he had heard wrong, so he hurriedly cleaned his ears, only to find that his ears had just been carefully picked out by the queen yesterday, and they were very clean.

"Jing Wuya is my savior."

A few days ago, Rong Xuan went into Tianze Mountain alone, looking for the eagle falcon, who didn't know if it was there or was rumored, and he walked the mountain road all day without seeing even a shadow.The next day was almost dusk, and I was already preparing to go back home. Whoever would have thought that would come across such a coincidence that this tree was planted by me and this road was driven by a robber.

Rong Xuan ran away from the palace that day, in such a hurry that he didn't even change his clothes. His robes dragged the floor, and with his mother's beautiful face, he was mistaken for a girl countless times since he was a child. The bandit mistakenly thought that he had met some handsome lady from a great family, and was about to cheat on him, but Wu Ya stepped on a little bit and appeared in front of him in time.

"Several big men shot at a girl's house, you really can hold your face."

The visitor held a white jade flute in his hand, was dressed in frost clothes, and his tone was as cold as frost. The thieves were stunned for a moment, then put down Rong Xuan who had been stripped to nothing but his obscene clothes, and walked towards Wuya. The cursing in the mouth is nothing more than the few threats that thieves would have.

Generally speaking, thieves end badly, and these few are no exception.

Wu Ya listened to their self-righteousness, while slowly picking up three stones from the ground and looking at them between his fingers.Afterwards, only a few swishing sounds were heard, and before Wu Ya could clearly see the movements of Wu Ya's hands, the three thieves froze in place, unable to move.

"Arrogance." The visitor sneered.

Seeing that he was safe now, Rong Xuan also laughed, pointed to one of the thieves and said, "Seeing that you still have a string of Buddhist beads on your wrist, but you are a person who has no Buddha heart. So the beads are just for decoration?"

Wu Ya squatted down beside Rong Xuan, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Rong Xuan up.

"It's okay, I... come..." Rong Xuan raised his head to meet Shang Wuya's eyes, suddenly his feet went limp, and he sat back on the ground.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the person in front of him as stunning.

Looking back, Rong Xuan felt that he was an idiot to death at that time. He just opened his mouth and stared at Wuya with a pair of slightly long and narrow almond eyes. The girl who was inexplicably stunned when she saw herself was exactly the same.

Sharpened chin, slightly water-colored thin lips, sculpted nose bridge, black long hair tied high with a silver-white brocade, hanging straight down to half of the waist like a mountain stream pouring down from the top of the mountain , two strands of black hair on the sideburns hang down like a sash, and the bangs on his forehead cover his right eye impartially, and only a rough position can be seen from it.

The only left eye that is exposed is as black as the soul. It is deep and bottomless. It seems to be complicated and elusive, but then it becomes calm and detached. , It gave people a strange feeling, inexplicably wanting to leave his own figure in this person's eyes, even if it is only for a moment.

The gentleness and indifference coexisted between the brows, and against the breathtakingly beautiful eyes, it seemed that people were covered with a layer of veil, so they couldn't see clearly the true emotions in his heart.

The clothes are embroidered with bamboo patterns, and the silver belt is embroidered with the pattern of auspicious clouds. The white gauze cover covers the whole body, and the hem of the clothes moves lightly in the breeze, like an exile.

The frosty white of this body is really worthy of Cai Cai's cold voice.It's just a sullen face, no expression, making people look a little scared for no reason.

Seeing Rong Xuan sitting down on the ground again, Wu Ya hurriedly asked with concern: "Miss, are you injured?" The frost between the eyebrows melted a little, and there was a bit of gentleness in the tone, which made Rong Xuan unable to turn around.Seeing that he was not moving, Wu Ya wanted to stretch out his hand to help him check, but suddenly found that Rong Xuan was only wearing thin obscene clothes, his hands paused, he put the jade flute in his hand behind his waist, and quickly picked up his clothes to cover his whole body After hugging.

"That... I can walk by myself..." Rong Xuan was a little at a loss when he was suddenly picked up by a big man.

Wu Ya still walked forward: "Miss, don't move around, I will take the girl into the city to see the doctor now, and I will rest assured when I am all right."

"That..." Rong Xuan felt his face burn, "I'm not a girl..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Rong Xuan felt the arm holding him stiffen instantly, and when he raised his head, he met Wu Ya staring at his face in surprise.

It turns out that such a frosty face is quite vivid with expressions, like... well, a living person.

Speaking of Rong Xuan's appearance, let's talk about Rong Xuan's mother first.

There were two women with extraordinary beauty in Lindu. Because they both had the same name with the word "Ling", everyone called them "Shuang Ling".There was a saying in Lindu that "you can see the double silk face in your life, and you will never regret having no official position or wealth", which refers to these two people.

One is the princess of Yuejian Kingdom, Si Ling, who is now Jing Guohou's favorite concubine, and the other is Rong Xuan's mother concubine, Queen Rong, Wei Ling, the younger sister of the former Emperor Wei.

When Wei Ling was only in her early tenth year, princes and nobles from all over the world came to propose marriage. Even the emperor in Yong'an City, the capital of the king, once saw Wei Ling's portrait and didn't think about eating or drinking.Because she heard that Wei Ji likes red plums, she also drew a picture of red plums with snow and gave it to Wei Ling.

Looking at Rong Xuan again, nine parts of the beautiful face inherited from his mother concealed a part of his heroic spirit inherited from his father.The skin is like suet, which is better than snow, the lip color is slightly redder than the boundless water color, the nose is exquisite and small, a pair of apricot eyes full of aura, the corner line of the eyes is slightly long, slightly upturned, with a hint of a red phoenix, it looks like The girl is even more beautiful.The tone of his speech just now was not as soft as a man should have. Wu Ya's eyes were still unbelievable, and then his eyes unconsciously swept to Rong Xuan's flat chest, and his face gradually darkened.

"Are you a man?"

"Yeah." His mind was still immersed in that face, but the man let go of his hand, and Rong Xuan fell firmly to the ground.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"A majestic man, with no strength to restrain a chicken, beware of being ridiculed by the world." The face that was a little angry just now froze back, "Since you are a man, I don't need to worry too much, you might as well go back by yourself , anyway, as you said just now, you can go by yourself."

One bite at a time, Rong Xuan felt uncomfortable.

"You..." Rong Xuan thought it was funny, "Girl, you just send it to the hospital, but you won't send it if you change my son? What are you doing, gender discrimination?"

"A man should look like a man. He has a woman's face and dresses up like a girl. Are you afraid that others will dislike you?" Wu Ya squinted at Rong Xuan's red robes and mocked, " In Wu Ya's life, I look down on useless people with empty skins the most."

Rong Xuan is a dignified son of a country, how can he bear someone who despises him like this.However, looking at Wu Ya, he couldn't get angry in his heart. Instead, he somehow felt that the person in front of him was very interesting.

"Obviously I'm so good-looking..." Rong Xuan muttered something in a low voice, but Wu Ya didn't hear it.

Rong Xuan sighed helplessly, put on his shoes and was about to stand up, when suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his ankle, he gasped and frowned.

"What's the matter?" Wu Ya asked, the gentleness of the previous question was no longer in the words.

"I can't go anymore." Rong Xuan simply lay on the ground, "I was fine when you picked me up earlier, but just now you let go and sprained my ankle, how will this be settled?"

Wu Ya froze there, not knowing how to react, half guilty and half angry in his heart, why is this young master so fragile?You can sprain your feet if you fall casually.Under the teaching method of strict father who bleeds and does not shed tears since childhood, Wu Ya has never seen a man like Rong Xuan who is spoiled and raised like a girl?

However, he hesitated again and again, thinking that it was his own responsibility for the young master's sprained feet, so he felt helpless, so he turned around and squatted down, waved his hands at Rong Xuan, and pointed at his back.

"What?" Rong Xuan was surprised by his actions.

"Come up, I'll take you back."

"I still used hugging just now, and changed it to carrying it after a while?"

"Why are you such a mother-in-law? Do you want to leave?"

"It's not that I don't want to come up, it's that I can't stand up at all now."

Hearing this, Wu Ya turned around with a livid face.

Despite his stunning face, the way he raised his eyebrows was also very scary. Rong Xuan was obviously frightened, but he still put on a rogue-like appearance to hold on.Wu Ya didn't seem to be too lazy to bother with him, so he stretched out his hands to wrap around his knees and back, and the little boy returned to that cold embrace, feeling extremely peaceful in his heart.

Getting closer like this, Rong Xuan could smell a faint scent coming from Wu Ya's body. He couldn't tell what it was. If there is, if there is nothing, pester people and never let go.

After entering the capital, Wu Ya took him to the nearest medical center. The sprain was not a serious matter. After the treatment, the doctor told him to avoid walking around recently.The two thanked the doctor and left. How did they get out?Naturally, Wu Ya came out of the clinic with Rong Xuan in his arms. With a doctor, how could Rong Xuan miss such a good opportunity.

"The doctor said, I can't move around now, you hug me."

"The doctor said, I can't move around now, you walk slowly."

"The doctor said, I can't move around now. The scenery on this road is not good. Let's change to the road with the river."

"The doctor said, I can't move around now, I want to eat candied haws."

"Young master," Wu Ya interrupted him, "Is there any inevitable connection between you not being able to move around and candied haws?"

"I want to eat……"

Wu Ya lifted his feet and walked to the bridge by the river, stretched out his arms and hung Rong Xuan above the river, Rong Xuan, who was afraid of water since he was a child, was frightened and pulled Wu Ya's collar even harder.

"You're so little," Wu Ya said coldly, "If you hadn't been injured and the doctor told you to move less, I wouldn't have endured you until now."

"I know... I know, I just don't eat it."

"The focus is on keeping me safe after you. This is not about a bunch of candied haws."

"I really don't want to eat..."

"You're very good at changing concepts, aren't you?" A hint of coldness curled up on Wu Ya's lips, "Believe it or not, I'll let you go?"

"Believe me! Believe me! Hero!" Rong Xuan's face turned pale, and he could see that he was genuinely afraid. "Hero, I will be safe. Let's go home now, shall we?"

The author has something to say: Huh...(￣▽￣) I am a little nervous about posting for the first time, I hope everyone will like it

Of course praise is better (￣ω￣)......

☆、broken sleeve

Rong Xuan was used to it, healed his scars and forgot about the pain, once he felt at ease in that person's arms, how could he remember that he promised to be safe?

Along the way, Wu Ya didn't take the initiative to say anything other than asking for directions, but Rong Xuan kept chattering in his arms as if he couldn't rest, and the place where his body touched warmed up little by little. .

"You don't talk at all."

"..."

"Can you take care of me?"

"..."

"What are you thinking right now?"

Wu Ya glanced at him and said in his heart, wondering why your home is so far away.

"What happened to those thieves?"

Before the two left, Wu Ya wanted to end the three arrogant thieves, but was stopped by Rong Xuan.Rong Xuan said that they were unarmed, maybe it was just a moment of evil intentions, after learning the lesson from this time, they will definitely not commit the crime again next time, and it would be too unnecessary to kill them.Wu Ya snorted coldly, dropped a sentence of "a woman's benevolence", ignored Rong Xuan's rebuttal, and hugged him away.The three thieves whose acupuncture points were tapped stood there until Rong Xuan and Wu Ya were far away, and they did not waver at all.

"After one day, the acupoints will be unlocked automatically." Rong Xuan asked, Wu Ya answered, and absolutely refused to have more communication.

"Where are you from, Yue Jianguo?"

Wu Ya asked strangely, "Why do you say that?"

"The jade flute on your waist is made of unique flawed jade unique to Yuejian Kingdom, right?"

It was a fine piece of unique flawed jade, its whole body was white, and there was a streak of dark gray streaks on the side of the flute.Duxian Duxia refers to the blemish on the white jade, and Duxian jade is famous for it.Such a jade flute does not have the slightest glued gap, it is carefully carved from a whole piece of jade, it feels cool in the palm of the hand, and it must have an extraordinary tone.

Wu Ya couldn't help but secretly startled, just with a single glance, the young master recognized that it was Du flawed white jade.

"How do you have the unique jade that only Yue Jianguo has?" Rong Xuan asked.

"It's nothing surprising. I've traveled a lot, and I've been to all the five kingdoms." Wu Ya said.

Rong Xuan nodded, already thinking about when he could follow Wu Ya around.Even if he thinks he is cumbersome, he still has to follow, and both of them will walk around the world and live the life of a fairy couple.He plowed the field to weave cloth, and he carried water to water the garden. Thinking about it, I was a little excited.

"It's not Yue Jianguo, where is he from?"

"Jing Guo."

"Jingguo? That's far away from here...why did you come to Rongguo?"

Wu Ya was obviously a little impatient, his brows frowned slightly, and two inconspicuous flames sprang up from his ice-like eyes. Even if he didn't say anything, Rong Xuan could still see it from his frowning brows. His suppressed anger.

"Let me just ask." Rong Xuan shrank his neck as if he was frightened, and took the opportunity to tighten his embrace even more, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, why are you so fierce?"

Wu Ya sighed, and replied after a long time: "Look for a ghost."

"Ghost Jue?" Rong Xuan looked at him, "It's hard to find this guy, he's elusive, and if he finds it, he may not be given a doctor. There's not much hope."

Guijue is a famous miracle doctor in the Lindu Dynasty. It is rumored that he is immortal, and his name is recorded in ancient history books.Doing things more casually.If he wants to treat you, he will treat you with all his heart, and he will not charge you any money afterwards. If he does not want to treat you, even if you beg him with everything, he may not be able to move a finger for you.

How could Wuya not know the difficulty of finding Guijue, otherwise he would not have traveled all the way to Rongguo.Ghosts come and go, rarely appear in the human world, Wuya thought that since he was a doctor, he would naturally find a place where he could gather medicine conveniently, Rongguo is mountainous, and there are many exotic flowers and weeds on the mountains, he always felt that he would meet a ghost here More likely.Who knew that he met Rong Xuan not long after wandering in the mountains, and was in such a trouble, that he had to slow down in finding the ghost.

"What's the matter with you looking for ghosts?"

This kid is going to ask the end, right? Wu Ya is a little impatient, his face still hasn't changed, but his voice is a little colder: "My friend is suffering from depression, find him to detoxify."

"I didn't expect you to be kind."

Rong Xuan muttered softly, but Wu Ya listened to him completely.

"I'm sorry that you are crying alone in the ravine now."

"You spoke!"

The person in his arms suddenly hugged Wu Ya's neck and said in surprise.

"I didn't ask you anything, but you also talked! I thought you would only answer but not speak,"

"Calm down." Wu Ya froze unnaturally, avoiding Rong Xuan's gaze towards him.

It's impossible to control a face that's too pretty, let alone someone as distracted as Rong Xuan would think it's a girl.

"In the woods just now, what did you say was your name?" Rong Xuan didn't care about his sarcastic remarks at all, and turned his head to lean against his neck.Wu Ya, who was hooked by his neck along the way, didn't care about his actions and let him lean on him.Wu Ya looked up at the night sky where the moon was shining, his tone was still without any emotion.

"Wuya, the nothingness of nothingness, the limit of the world. Jing Wuya."

"Jing Wuya... um..." Rong Xuan squinted his eyes and chewed the words, then laughed softly, Wu Ya asked him what he was laughing at, "Why are you laughing at nothing? What's better, even though it has the same shape, the meaning is completely different. Boundless world, it sounds so carefree."

Rong Xuan looked at him, Wu Ya clearly felt that gaze but didn't react at all, his gaze was still looking at the road ahead coldly.

"Hey, my explanation, do you like it, huh?" With a playful ending in his throat, Rong Xuan turned his head to force him to look at himself.

"If you say one more word, I'll let go." The man in his arms immediately tightened his neck, looking nervous.

Under Rong Xuan's guidance all the way, Wu Ya took him to the front of Rong Palace, Wu Ya looked at him incredulously.A guard stopped the two of them, walked in and saw that it was Rong Xuan, immediately knelt down, and hurriedly ordered the palace door to be opened quickly to let the two of them in.

"Jing Wuya." Rong Xuan suddenly asked, "Do you know who I am now?"

"Understood." With a calm expression on his face.

"Aren't you surprised?" Rong Xuan seemed a little disappointed.

"It's just a son, should I be particularly surprised?"

"'Just a son', so bold." Rong Xuan smiled, leaned closer and asked, "What else do you know?"

Wu Ya shrugged his shoulders and didn't pick up the conversation.Rong Xuan stared at him persistently, as if he must see something.Wu Ya glanced back at him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing that Wu Ya was ignoring him, Rong Xuan moved closer, and Wu Ya could feel Rong Xuan's breath on his face, warm and slightly itchy.This pretty face can stand up to scrutiny when viewed closely, Wu Ya couldn't help thinking, if this young master is a woman...

Before the thoughts came out of his mind, someone grabbed his collar suddenly, something warm touched his lips quickly, and he lowered his eyes to see Rong Xuan looking at him with a smile all over his eyes.

"Also, my son is a broken sleeve."

The soft touch between the lips was still there, Wu Ya froze his body, his expression stupefied.

The author has something to say: This is probably... the first kiss of classmate Wu Ya?

☆, entering the palace

"Father didn't object, so he must have agreed?"

"This... this..." Above the main hall, the old Rong Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing what to say.

Rong Xuan seemed to be getting impatient with waiting, and he said to himself: "It doesn't matter if the father agrees or disagrees, in short, my son is going to order him." Then he hooked his fingers, turned his head and said to Wu Ya who was behind him : "Take me back to my palace."

"It's already in your palace, Young Master Rong." Wu Ya squinted at him, his tone suppressed impatience and usual indifference, "Why didn't your Highness ask your palace man to send you back?"

"No." Rong Xuan looked at him with a playful smile, "I want you to send me back."

Rong Xuan's feet were injured and he could never walk on the ground. Wu Ya had no choice but to pick him up with a cold face, push his head away from his neck, and send this pampered young man back, leaving the whole Chun The palace people of An Dian wiped sweat with the old King Rong.

After entering the palace, Wu Ya checked his sprained ankle for him. Fortunately, the medicinal wine was good, and now the swelling has subsided a lot.

The old King Rong has three daughters and one son, and the one who hurts the most is naturally the youngest Rong Xuan.

When Rong Xuan was young, he was carried out by the nanny, and everyone surrounded him and gently pinched his little face and said, "Hey, what a handsome little princess." As soon as the old King Rong's face darkened, all the officials and wives came to him. They all dispersed wisely, only Rong Hou still looked at Rong Xuan with a smile on his face, he was very precious.

Rong Xuanjiao's good looks are inherited from Rong Hou, and she is also the one who looks the most similar to Rong Hou among the four siblings. With Rong Hou's insistence, she was still dressed as a girl when she was eight or nine years old, compared to the three older sisters above. It's even better.In contrast, Rong Min, the princess of the third princess who was two years older than him, looked more masculine. She often walked around the palace in men's clothes, and was proficient in everything with spears and swords. At the age of 15, she was appointed As the deputy general, he went out with the army, completely like a son.

King Rong didn't worry much about this in the past, thinking that a boy will always look like a boy when he grows up, until he was ten years old, Rong Xuan, who always thought he was a girl, pulled a young and handsome bodyguard beside him Yan Du told his father that he would marry Yan Du when he grew up, and the old King Rong was finally angry.

Overnight, Rong Xuan couldn't find any more women's things around him, and his clothes were finally changed back to those of a boy.

On the night when his beaded jewelry was taken away, the ten-year-old Rong Xuan buried himself in the quilt in his dormitory and cried all night.Rong Min, the princess of the third princess, felt sorry for his younger brother, so he rushed to Rong Xuan's bedroom to beat him up, and searched for a hairpin that he had hidden under his pillow.

On the second day, the elegant and neat men's upper body looked like a handsome young man.From time to time, the orchid finger that was raised gracefully was beaten by the old Rong Wang abruptly until he was willing to change, and the tone of his speech became more and more stable under the request, no longer a thin female voice,