It was really a pair of extraordinarily good-looking eyes, with a cool and gorgeous narrow eye shape, but the pupils were black and moist, and there was a bit of affection in the coldness, and the face of the person who was born in this white body looked particularly dazzling.

He Zichen secretly admired in his heart, and reacted a little unpleasantly, this person's eyes and voice were cold and cold, and his expression was very calm, but he himself didn't know how to put his hands and feet for a while-why?! It's his bed! It's really a wife to look like a master on someone else's bed......

It's so inspiring! Domineering! Charming!

Well, anything can be forgiven for being good-looking, it's just so unprincipled.

He Zichen chuckled and said, "I haven't seen enough." ”

"His eyebrows are like a thousand layers of snow in the distant mountains, and his eyes are like a little star in the pool......" He stretched out a finger and lightly picked up the man's jaw, and laughed, "Such a beauty, I'm afraid I can't see enough of it in my life......"

“…… In your eyes, am I a beauty? As a man, he was teased like this, but the man didn't move, but looked a little strange.

He Zichen said without hesitation: "That's nature, I only see it in my life, and I forget about it." ”

Of course, his "life", which he has "only seen in his life", can only refer to the days since he woke up.

The man didn't react to his compliment, he looked up, lowered his eyes, and regained a cold and indifferent look, "You've never said that before. ”

"What?" He Zichen pretended to be shocked, "I haven't even praised you for being good-looking in the past?" This, this is so undeserved! After a pause, he said: "However, maybe I was too shy in the past, and I didn't praise it on my lips, but I must have praised it many times in my heart." ”

I don't know which of his words was too shameless, that person's expression fluctuated slightly, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and his expression was a little pale.

Seeing his look, He Zichen suddenly smiled and lost his intention to laugh. Teasing and laughing, that is, you can only succeed when you flirt with the other party, since you can't laugh, you don't have to be reluctant, you can see him...... Disturbed.

He Zichen asked, "What's your name?" ”

The man's eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at him, his eyes like cold stars, and his voice like a cold spring.

"Sheng Ling."

"Shengling, Shengling......" He Zichen took these two words between his lips and muttered repeatedly, each of which became more familiar, as if he had called this name a thousand times.

Sheng Ling got up and put on a white silver-rimmed robe, stood by the bed and looked at him, and asked, "What discomfort have you had in the past few days since you woke up?" Or is there any strange feeling? ”

He Zichen was still sitting on the bed, and the Shengling he saw from this angle was like the flower of the Snow Ridge, obviously standing here, but it made people feel beautiful and distant. He Zichen looked at this person, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling came to his heart, and he didn't pay attention to what Sheng Ling said for a while, until the other party asked again, and he didn't react.

"I don't feel any discomfort in my body, but I always have some weird dreams...... For example, I dreamed that I became a piano and was cut by myself, like a dream, and like a memory, in short, it was quite weird. ”

He Zichen recounted the dream he had in the study that day in detail, and Sheng Ling's expression moved slightly when he listened, as if he remembered something, and soon regained his composure.

"Are you putting the sound ...... A broken string in the study? After listening quietly, Sheng Ling asked.

"yes, how do you know?" He Zichen was surprised, and quickly understood something, and hesitated, "Those...... Is it all real things that happened? ”

"Hmm." Sheng Ling said lightly, "The absolute sound is made of the sacred wood as the body, the female silk as the string of the guqin, the long years have given birth to spirituality, you cut off the strings, so that it can no longer make a sound, the spirit of the qin will be guided by dreams, so that you can also experience the feeling of being broken by a sword." ”

"It's true...... I'm such a bastard......" He Zichen muttered in a bit of a trance, suddenly remembering something, "Why am I doing this bastard?" And this piano spirit...... You won't want to take revenge on me, will you? ”

"Don't worry, this 'Qin Spirit' is just a trace of chaotic spiritual consciousness, and has no physical and spiritual power, and ordinary people can't feel its existence at all. And you are...... The physique is special, and the soul is temporarily unstable, so it will be affected by this subtle spiritual sense. ”

"As for why you cut the strings...... Sheng Ling paused at this point and said softly, "Perhaps, it hates its owner." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, He Zichen felt that the breath on his body was a little lonely and sad.

"Your Majesty, General Luo has come to visit you, Your Majesty ......" Qingsong suddenly ran in, and when he saw Sheng Ling beside the bed, he was instantly dumbfounded, "Country, National Teacher, you, your hair is ......"

Hearing that Sheng Ling was the legendary national teacher, He Zichen was not surprised, perhaps he had such an intuition before.

After Qing Song finished speaking, he felt that he had talked too much, and he was not allowed to ask about the affairs of the National Teacher, so he hurriedly bent down and saluted and said, "I have seen the National Teacher, you have come to visit Your Majesty so early, you have a heart." ”

He Zichen said in his heart: What's more, the third watch came in the middle of the night with more heart.

He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if Qing Song had come in a moment earlier and see Sheng Ling lying on his bed, and there was a strange sense of pleasure when he thought about it.

The saint asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Qing Song's eyes dodged, and he said, "Luo, General Luo is here......" After speaking, he held his breath and waited for Sheng Ling to react.

The room was quiet for a while, He Zichen felt strange, and wanted to ask something, but he didn't open his mouth. After a long while, Sheng Ling turned around, his face was calm, he stretched out his hand to put on a robe for He Zichen, and even leaned down to put on his shoes and socks for him.

He Zichen lowered his eyes to look at him, such a cold and noble person, at this time, his expression was naturally doing this kind of thing for himself, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Some of the excitement that was about to move was suppressed by the inexplicable sourness.

After putting on his shoes and socks, Sheng Ling stood up, "Your Majesty, I came to find you, do you want to meet him?" ”

His expression was calm, unfazed, and he clearly didn't have any expression, but for some reason, He Zichen always felt that he didn't seem to want to see that General Luo by himself, but at the same time, he didn't plan to stop himself.

"Qingsong, you invite General Luo to my study, and I will come later." After a little hesitation, He Zichen said.

As soon as he said this, Qing Song's eyes widened slightly, and he seemed to be a little stunned, but he still went obediently. After Qingsong left, He Zichen tidied up his clothes and was about to comb his hair, but Sheng Ling took the wooden comb first and said to him, "Let me come." ”

He Zichen was a little surprised, usually he came to these things by himself, and he didn't need to be served by the palace people, but Sheng Ling proposed it, and he didn't refuse.

In the mirror, one person is black-haired, and the other is silver-haired and white-robed, scattered and quiet, which seems out of place, but it is extremely harmonious.

"Sheng Ling," He Zichen suddenly spoke, his expression was stern, he didn't laugh for half a minute, and said seriously, "Our previous relationship must have been very close, right?" ”

Sheng Ling was combing his hair, his clear and calm eyes glanced at him in the mirror, and then shifted his gaze to his hair casually, "We...... It's familiar, indeed. ”

It's familiar.

It seemed to give an affirmative answer, but in fact it avoided his question. After all, familiarity is not necessarily intimate, it seems that there may be some disagreement between him and this national teacher in the past.

He Zichen keenly caught this, but pretended not to hear anything, he raised his eyebrows lightly and laughed.

"I'll just say it......" he deliberately lengthened his tone, and the smile on his face was as bright as the sun, "The relationship between being able to climb into my bed in the middle of the night must be very intimate." ”

He deliberately spoke so frivolously, wanting to see how the national teacher who was admired by everyone reacted, was it a quick speech, or a cold glance? Or make fun of him? If you talk about that, you can expect it.

Sheng Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a fleeting arc, like a wry smile that had not yet taken shape.

"Your Majesty laughed, you don't need to be intimate to climb into your bed." It didn't seem to be mocking, Sheng Ling seemed to be just calmly stating a fact, but this "fact" made He Zichen a little unacceptable, "The person who went to your bed, Sheng Ling was not the first, and it would not be the last." ”

How...... What...... Yes......

He Zichen was stunned, as if he had been a prodigal before...... Although he still looks like a prodigal now, he always feels that he should still not be so casual, and this vague trust in his own discipline makes him not quite believe that he is this kind of person.

"It's the study of His Majesty......"

Sheng Ling combed his hair, took an ink-colored ribbon and tied it up casually, and after tidying it up, he looked at him in the mirror again, and there was no emotion in his voice, "You never let others into your study before. ”

He used to be able to let people into his bed at will, but not allow anyone into his study? He Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then thought that he had just asked that General Luo to wait for him in the study......

"I ......" He Zichen frowned, stood up and turned to look at Sheng Ling, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go." Sheng Ling turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, without a trace of expression on his face, "General Luo should have waited for a long time." ”

He Zichen sighed in his heart, and decided to go to the meeting first...... No, the second General Luo, who came to visit him, came out of the bedroom, and after instructing Zizhu to make tea for the National Teacher, he walked straight to the study.

In the study, there is a woman in Tsing Yi standing sideways in front of the shelf, with a graceful posture, her hair like a waterfall, revealing half of her side face, which can be seen very beautiful. At this time, the woman was playing with the kite, and her expression and posture were very casual, not at all like she was on someone else's territory. He Zichen stood at the door and coughed.

The woman turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw He Zichen, she didn't panic, calmly put the kite back on the shelf, walked to the study to take a look, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a bright smile at He Zichen, and smashed her fist on his shoulder.

"He Zichen, are you really resurrected? That's great! ”