Xiao Zhen just walked out of the hall, a Confucian man wearing a robe, that is, Blue Yue, walked out from the inside and yo-yoed: “So easy to let her go?”“Aren’t you going to kill her?”

Stuart looked at the blue-eyed man and said, “At first, I didn’t kill her, what’s the point of killing her now?”

"Even if you don't kill her, how much will you let this child suffer a little, isn't that what you think?"Blue sat down and poured tea.

"Standing and talking without pain, since your Highness has asked me to take her as a disciple, will I not torture her as an enemy to her, and besides, you have heard the words of the girl, and I think she only has affection for her brother and sister."

“Are you sorry for me again?The child's keenness of the child's insight into killing is very rare, and you can't bear to know what the child said when you check the child in the morning, and you are even more reluctant to determine that the child is a film guard."

In the eyes of the mind, the Stuart situation snorted coldly: "This child is 16 years old, a little older."

Under the teasing eyes of an old friend's face, "You are not right", the Stuart situation is somewhat angry: "You must not rob."

“What do I steal?He is seen by His Highness, will I?”Lan Yue also poured tea on the situation of Stuart, and said to him to sit down: "You are also leisurely, the life of the shadow is not necessarily suitable for women."

"Do it first, and I don't think much of the rest."Suzanne really didn’t know how to do it next.

Although the road of Xiao Zhen to do the shadow guard is somewhat tortuous, the final result is good.

At the beginning of the day, Xiao Zhen packed up and moved to the palace, accompanied the prince in the royal study every day to read the fold, and discussed the national affairs with the ministers, and the emperor of the great sweating only had to look at the things discussed by the prince and his courtiers to promulgate the will.

It feels strange, as if the real ruler of this country is His Royal Highness.

Every morning, she accompanied Li Mo to practice the sword, after practicing the sword, the old general will take a moment to teach her kung fu, every trick is really serious to learn, seriously compared to stroke.

Wu Yi, Zhao, Zhang Liu from time to time will enter the palace to accompany her to practice, they are the emperor's shadow guards, so they will often enter the palace sparring, every time into the palace will bring Xiao Xia handmade pastries, sometimes the pastry is still the year jade girl made.

When it comes to the girl, Xiao Zhen will think of the three sons of Han in a wheelchair.

The days are like this, and summer is coming in the autumn.

For the ink is the thing of Moer, Xiao really digested a little slow, a quarter in the past, another quarter began, when this quarter passed, the first snow came, the deep winter came, the figure of the sticky man in the mind slowly faded, the mind is the present contour is still childish, but never laugh, the look is always as cold as the first snow fall of the young prince.

Li Mo's recent look is not very good, now with the raving shadow, it can be seen that he did not sleep well, but he was still listening to the affairs of several courtiers.

I kept thinking about why the prince didn’t sleep well.I didn't want to understand.

“My Highness, today is the first day of the science and government examination, and the students have entered the Gongyuan, and this year there are many more students than in previous years.”A minister's way.

"Yes, I think these students have done well in the past, this time the top three competition is very fierce ah."

"I'm looking forward to Han Ziran under the Master's door."

"Oh?"Lord Phil is the same as the one below."

"Unfortunately, Han Ziran's legs are inconvenient, otherwise he would have been afraid that no one in the world would have been able to match his style."

This was unanimously approved by the five ministers.

Xiao really withdrew his attention from the prince, thinking about the appearance of the Han Sanzi, and the saying of the talented young man of Han Sanzi in the village, I did not feel that I also agreed with it.

"Han Ziran is indeed good, but we big men, we are concerned about the first person in Fenghua who is not a master."The look was faint, hanging the curtain to see the fold, and after watching one fold and changing another way.

"That's it, that's it."The courtesans agreed again.

"Who in this world can dare to be compared with the master, even this Han Ziran is also a student of the master."

“What else do the Lords have to say?Go back if you don't."He put his eyes on the side and looked at the people.It was just a twelve-year-old boy, but when he looked at people, he always made people feel harsh and did not dare to look directly.

The ministers were busy with the withdrawal.For a moment, the royal study was only wispym and Xiao Zhen hidden in the dark.

“Your Highness is tired?”Suzanne asked in the dark.

Awesome lightly.

“Let’s get back to the bedroom early.”

Nod your head.

For the coldness of Moer, Xiao Zhen was not a taste at first, used to his babble, his sticky, suddenly became like this, she was not used to say, and there was a hint of heartache.

Did she create all this?

No, this pot really doesn't have a back.Morr likes her or not, like to give up the countryside for her, is not a mother so the reason for her own son, there must be other ways to solve.

The prince's bedroom was not allowed to enter, and there were no people waiting for him.

Xiao Zhen did not know why this was, but he also followed the rules of oral education between the guards.

It was not until midnight that she heard a strange voice, and it took a long time to hear that it was a human cry.

The voice seemed to come out of the prince's bedroom, Xiao Zhen froze, and went in without hesitation.

A candle in the corner, so that the house is not too dark, the candle has been burned at any time.

Simple, clear and cold, in addition to the bookcase is the bookcase, this is the prince's dormitory.

It was too late to catch up, just because the cry was getting clearer.When she opened the curtain, Mo was asleep, and his sleep was excellent, lying quietly, and there was no crease in the bedding, except for the tears from the corner of his eyes from time to time, and the sound of pain emanating from his throat, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

“Mo, the mer?”Xiao Zhen quickly wiped away the tears that Moer had fallen and woke him up.

But no matter what she called, Merle still showed no signs of waking up.

Xiao Zhen slapped his cheek: "Mo, you wake up, wake up, you just have a nightmare."

A few beats, Jiang Moyou wakes up, looking dazed at Xiao Zhen.

Looking at the Moer, who was still in tears, Xiao Zhen was a little confused: "What happened to you?What do you dream of, why do you cry so sad?”

The blank glare of the eyes had a little concentration, when completely awake, the tears broke, the eyes gradually became deep and cold: "What are you doing here?" 」

Xiao Zhen paused: "Listen, I heard your Highness crying, so I, the little man came in."

“Crying?”He felt something strange on his face, and he reached out and touched it, his face full of wetness, and he shuddered.

“Has your Highness had a nightmare?”

Not only the cheeks are wet, even the left and right hair are wet, you can see how sad he is crying, some can not believe that he is crying, he grew up, never cried: "I did not have a nightmare."He did not dream.

“Why is your Highness crying?”Xiao is strange.

He touched his chest, he was stuck in his coat, he did not dream, but he was in pain here, in his sleep, he clearly felt the pain here, unable to resist.Even now, there is still some pain.

“Does it hurt?”He touched his chest lightly.

Strange, painful chest actually eased down a little bit under the touch of Xiao.

Seeing that His Highness's face was not as pale as Fang, Xiao Xin really relaxed his tone.

He looked at the eyes of this pair of black and white, the first time he saw Xiao Zhen, he was still a manu, when he was attracted by this pair of black and white clear eyes, nothing special, is gentle, simple, but not known, is impressed, so she said to make him a bowl of ginger tea, he agreed.

Seeing again was in the palace, and he did not hesitate to choose her to be his personal guard, not for anything else, just like.

“Do you care about me?”

Xiao Zhen helped the prince rubbed his head and said, “Yes.”Of course she cares about him.

“Because I am the prince?”

“No.”Because he is Mo.

"To be a shadow depends on your own strength, even if I can make you a shadow, you can't do long without this strength."

Suzanne: “Not to make a shadow.

“I’ll rub myself.”Jiang Mo pushed away Xiao Zhen's own caress, and did not expect Xiao Zhen's hand to leave the chest pain without slowing down.

"If the prince is nothing, the little man first..." Xiao Zhen said this before he finished, and her hand was pulled over to touch someone's chest.

“Continue to rub.”The cold cold passage.

Xiao Zhen: “...” obediently rubbed, looking gently at Moer’s delicate and beautiful face.