Since the last time he set a precedent, after that, everyone in Fuyue Palace did not restrict He Zichen from moving around, and began to add meat to his meals, after He Zichen ate two roast chickens in one go, he couldn't help but cry, only to feel that half of his life after waking up finally tended to be complete.

The Star Picking Tower is located in a corner of the palace city, about two minutes away from the Fuyue Palace, since He Zichen found the tallest building from a distance, he ran there two times in three days, at the beginning, the people in the Star Picking Tower would stare at him and not let him run around, and then saw that Sheng Ling did not stop him, so they all turned a blind eye.

So during this time, He Zichen often went to visit the Queen Mother, and after listening to the teachings of "never get too close to the little beasts", he turned his head and ran to the Star Picking Tower to find Sheng Ling to play.

He is used to hearing too many bad words about Sheng Ling on the Queen Mother's side, the left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, it's not that he is not careful, since he woke up, he has been secretly wary of the Qiqi around him, but for Sheng Ling, he has an almost instinctive trust, and he trusts his intuition more than his mother's crazy words.

In fact, at the beginning, he couldn't help but ask, "Sheng Ling, my queen mother said that you don't want our mother and son to meet, and you are still arranging a blindfold outside Fuyue Palace, is it true?" ”

Sheng Ling did not defend himself, and asked rhetorically: "Is Your Majesty credible?" ”

He Zichen looked at him and said seriously: "I will believe what you say." ”

Sheng Ling's eyebrows were faint: "I have never prevented His Majesty from meeting the Queen Mother's mother and son, let alone laying a blindfold, I was worried that you would have a lot of discomfort when you just woke up, so I asked the palace people to take care of it more, as long as Your Majesty is safe and sound, no matter what you want to do, Sheng Ling will not stop it." ”

"Is that true?" He Zichen raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Then can you sue me, what happened before?" ”

Sheng Ling shook his head and said: "I only said that I would not stop it, but I would not say it myself, it is inevitable to be biased to say it through the mouth of others, not to mention who can not be selfish?" How do you know that what I sue you is the truth? You will know it when you regain your memory. ”

"That's good," He Zichen put away his smile and said with a straight face, "Then I hope that before I regain my memory, you don't use the silence technique when I ask others." ”

Sheng Ling glanced at him, sighed softly, and nodded, "Okay." ”

In this regard, the two reached an agreement, and after that, Sheng Ling really didn't stop him from asking anyone about the past, and the feeling that everything was in the hands of others disappeared, and it was about the time when the Star Picking Tower lifted a series of prohibitions, and the palace people no longer trembled and were silent.

It's just that He Zichen found that what Sheng Ling said was right, and what others said was inevitably biased, he asked a bunch of people, but their words were very different.

First of all, he asked naturally the people of Fuyue Palace who had been with him day and night.

He Zichen asked, "What was my relationship with the National Teacher before?" ”

Qingbai replied succinctly: "Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses." ”

Qingsong replied bluntly: "You don't want to see the National Teacher, and the National Teacher doesn't look down on you." ”

Zizhu thought for a while and said cautiously: "The slave maid thinks that although His Majesty and the National Teacher had an awkward quarrel for three days in the past, the relationship should still be good. ”

He Zichen: "......" sued him why these people's views could be so different.

Then when he was wandering around the palace, he also asked the imperial dining room, the imperial horse supervisor, the palace guard and others, and the answers he got were "You two don't know each other at all", "I don't have any friendship, there is a slight dislike" and "I don't know, but I heard that His Majesty and the national teacher often fought when they were young" and the like.

Later, he simply went to ask the people who picked up the star tower, but they all looked back with a faint displeasure on their faces, just saying what he did when he did it, but he refused to go into details, and he looked indignant halfway through. In short, in their eyes, He Zichen has bullied Sheng Ling since he was a child, and he is a big demon king who does all kinds of evil, and Sheng Ling is an angry little daughter-in-law, a kind, generous, holy and flawless white lotus.

So as for whether they are affectionate or incompatible, or simply not familiar with each other, He Zichen is not easy to distinguish, so he simply doesn't ask others anymore, he just hopes that he can remember it as soon as possible.

On this day, He Zichen went straight to the Star Picking Tower after coming out of the Cloud Occult Palace.

The Star Picking Tower is the place where the national teacher of the living country and his disciples live, nine stories high, shaped like a pagoda, standing tall in a field of green leaves and white flowers - it is a forest of dove trees. The color of the dove tree flower is pure white, the shape resembles a leaf, embellished in the layers of jade-like green leaves, there is a breeze blowing, it is like a blue wave and white tide, it is very good-looking.

He Zichen walked through the flowers and leaves to the Star Picking Tower, and the disciples in white and with swords were arguing in piles in the open space downstairs...... Fighting crickets.

This group of immortals, who are high up in the eyes of outsiders and unstained with mortal dust, finally showed their open-air sex on their own territory, so childlike that even Ah Yu, who always had a coffin face, watched it with relish, which made He Zichen open his eyes.

He Zichen didn't know what Sheng Ling was like before, whether he had such a carefree time when he was a teenager, but judging from the current situation, Sheng Ling was really the only person in the Star Picking Tower.

Every time He Zichen came, he was either dealing with the big and small things reported by the disciples, or playing the qin (practicing a certain skill with spiritual power) or flipping through books, and there was not so much leisure to relax, or perhaps in his opinion, these things already belonged to the category of leisure and pastime—it was really boring on the outside.

Sheng Ling is on the top floor of the Star Picking Tower, which is a forbidden area that ordinary people are not allowed to step into lightly, and He Zichen runs up cheekily every time, Sheng Ling's attitude is actually acquiescing, and the rest of the people are not easy to care.

He Zichen found that there were really no requests he made to ask Sheng Ling that he didn't allow a few times, and that acquiescence was accompanied by a bit of almost gentle connivance, which was by no means the attitude of "water and fire are incompatible" in some people's mouths, so he asked more and more each time, seemingly casually tempting, wanting to find out Sheng Ling's bottom line.

It's a pity that he hasn't figured out Sheng Ling's bottom line yet.

Climbing the stairs layer by layer, I didn't feel tired because I learned how to run the spiritual power in my body. When He Zichen climbed to the ninth floor, he happened to hear the first sound of the piano, which was quiet and distant, like still water flowing deep, and then a clear flute sound was in harmony with it, lively and bright, just like the cry of a bird by the stream.

He Zichen knew that the teaching of the National Master and his disciples had begun, and he couldn't help but chuckle, and his heart was just right.

He pushed open the door of the piano room, the music stopped abruptly, and two people inside turned their heads to look at him at the same time, He Zichen leaned against the door and smiled: "Ah, am I not here at the right time?" ”

The boy in white grinned and winked happily at He Zichen, he liked the majesty who came to make trouble from time to time the most, the master was too strict and too boring, and the atmosphere could only be lively when the majesty came.

Sheng Ling lowered his eyebrows, sighed silently, and said, "Didn't you let you come later?" ”

"It's boring, it's too boring, it's a little itchy," He Zichen walked to the chess table on the other side, picked up a jet-black chess piece, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Sheng Ling, come and accompany me for a few games." ”

Sheng Ling didn't raise his eyelids and said, "I'm teaching." ”

"What lessons? How boring! He Zichen walked over, crouched down to look at the boy, and asked, "Lan Yin doesn't want to learn these boring things all day long, does he?" ”

The boy raised his head, looked at him with pitiful eyes, and was about to nod with a bitter and hateful expression, when Sheng Ling whispered, "Lan Yin!" He hurriedly shook his head and shook his head into a rattle, indicating that he liked learning very much.

He Zichen stretched out his hand and touched Lan Yin's head lovingly, and sighed in his heart: What a clever child, but it's a pity that he is dumb.

It's pitiful enough to be a dumb person, and you have to learn these boring things over and over again all day long, tsk, it's really a sin.

"Come on, come on, let me teach you!"

He Zichen took the flute from Lan Yin's hand, put it to his lips, and a cheerful and melodious song poured out, and for a while, the dead and heavy breath of the entire piano room was swept away, like spring grass at the feet of green, as if smelling the fragrance of flowers in the sleeves.

Faintly, there seems to be the sound of birds and birds, one after another and the sound of the flute, listen carefully, the sound of birdsong becomes more and more real, and even the sound of wings flapping can be heard. Lan Yin suddenly turned his head to look out of the window, only to see a flock of birds flying not far away, flying high and low outside the window, at this time, the sound of the flute turned, becoming clearer and more tactful, and all the birds outside the window flew in and circled around He Zichen.

Lan Yin looked envious, his eyes were bright, and he looked at He Zichen with admiration, as if he was a very powerful character.

Sheng Ling plucked a string on the piano at random, and the sound of the piano mixed with spiritual power "Zheng", like a sword light, suddenly tore the flute sound, and in an instant, the birds and finches that had been hovering in the room were frightened, and they all flopped and fled away from the window.

Lan Yin chased to the window, watching the birds gradually turn into small dots in the sky, and his eyes were full of loss.

He Zichen glared at Sheng Ling angrily, and said angrily: "Why be so old-fashioned, you see, although in your eyes it is just a small skill of carving insects, but Lan is naturally willing to learn it because he finds it interesting, what's the use of you forcing him to learn?" Then he turned to Lan Yin and said, "See, this is the summoning song, as long as you learn it, you can also play like this." ”

Lan Yin nodded, looking at his master with some eagerness, his eyes full of prayers that he wanted him to teach him.

Sheng Ling shook his head, and said without discussion: "Lan Yin's mind is undecided now, and he has a big heart, so he should meditate first, and it is inevitable that he will learn these things first. ”

"What if you don't do your job? Ranin is young now, and it's time to play, so it would be nice if he could learn and play at the same time. He Zichen glanced at Sheng Ling disappreciatively, and sneered slightly, "Calm down, calm down, what kind of heart do children have?" Do you have to be like you? ”

Sheng Ling frowned slightly, moved his lips, wanted to deny something, and finally kept silent.

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you, it's annoying here." Before Sheng Ling could speak, He Zichen waved his hand impatiently, and said as he walked out, "Otherwise, you will lift the ban?" I'll go to your study for a while, and I'll come out to you later. ”

Sheng Ling: "...... Good. ”

He Zichen's footsteps were still scattered, but his face was a little incredulous, and he was secretly happy.

Did you really agree?

The so-called Shengling's study is actually a place where the Holy Masters of the Star Picking Building in the past dynasties have collected the classics, and there are usually prohibitions, even if it is Asher Amnesty, they cannot enter. He deliberately found an opportunity to teach the Holy Son, at this time, Sheng Ling would not be distracted by other things, so he had no time to care what he did.

These days, on the grounds that he has forgotten what he has learned before, he asks to study with Lan Yin, but he often makes trouble, which makes Sheng Ling have a headache.

And what he wanted was this opportunity to enter the library alone.