For several days, the king of Xin'an County was busy with official business, leaving early and returning late, and finally reluctantly suppressed all kinds of distractions shaking in his heart for the time being. It's just that he gradually realized that this time is no longer the same as it used to be. In the past, the prince went out to travel, and although he missed it a lot, he never cared about it all the time. And now, Wang Zixian has just returned to Shangzhou, and he has not appeared in King Pu's mansion for a few days, so he is a little unaccustomed to it. Every day, when I returned home by night and pushed open the empty dormitory, I felt inexplicably lonely in my heart.

This night, Li Hui still came back very late. However, when he stepped into the main courtyard of West Road and saw the lights in the dormitory, his heart seemed to move slightly, and he keenly noticed that it seemed to be different from usual. For some reason, every time the prince came, he could see subtle changes inside and outside the dormitory. It didn't take anyone to tell him that he must be waiting for him in the temple at this time.

Before he could react to his senses, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with joy, and the corners of his lips curled silently. Then, he walked over quickly, and when he was about to push the door, his extremely eager movements suddenly stopped: hadn't he secretly made up his mind, they could only be friends of life and death, and they must not be overstepped? Such a demeanor, wouldn't it make Zixian misunderstand in vain?

So, with great difficulty, he controlled his actions and deliberately pushed the door in as usual. Although the dormitory was spacious and spacious, he did not have to look for it, and he saw the prince sitting on the couch with his head bowed, looking lonely and depressed, as if he had lost his fresh breath, and only a body remained.

"Zixian?" Li Hui's eyes opened slightly, he stepped forward with his eyebrows twisted, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?" He had thought that everything in Shangzhou had already been in the hands of his best friend, so he never worried about what would happen to him when he returned home. Could it be that they are too underestimating the enemy? Wang Chang and Xiao Yang's unexpectedly messed up an unmanageable mess? Or, the Yang family is a hindrance? Yang Qian designed Zixian?

As he pondered how to clean up the mess, the prince raised his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and buried his face deep into his arms.

He was stunned, and after a little hesitation, not only did he not struggle, but gently stroked his shoulder: "Zixian, what happened?" …… No matter what happens, there's no need to be sad, we just need to face it together. Clean up before everyone knows about it, and maybe there's room to set a trap......"

The prince was silent for a long time, and Fang asked in a hoarse voice, "Xuan Qi, have you ever missed your biological mother?" ”

"......" Li Hui was stunned, and then he realized that he was wrong.

However, when it came to his biological mother, he remembered the mausoleum of his biological mother in Junzhou, as well as the spiritual seat enshrined in the Buddhist hall in Fuzhong, and his eyes were a little confused: "Naturally, I have missed her, and I am very grateful to her for dying and giving me my life." However, Xu has never been close to her, and in my heart, A-Niang's kindness is no different from her kindness. Moreover, since I was a child, my mother would ask my mother to take me to the mausoleum every once in a while to worship, go to the temple to offer incense, and do some rituals for her. I believe that she must have been reincarnated a long time ago, and she will definitely live a happier life than this life. ”

"Have you ever thought about how to repay her kindness?" The prince asked again, hugging him tighter, as if he was afraid of losing.

"I thought about settling her family, but A-Niang has already arranged it before me. They were poor peasant families, and after she was chosen as a good family, she could not spread the word and had no chance of giving them a good life. Now that they finally have a house and land, and they have no worries about food and clothing, if she knows underground, she should feel at ease. Moreover, at the end of each year, I would ask my subordinates to visit them, as long as they lived in peace. ”

"Loved ones? She has no relatives left. Wang Zixian's eyes were as dark as night, and he sneered, "If she is murdered and dies, she can only help her get revenge, and she can be reincarnated with peace of mind." ”

Li Hui lowered his eyes and looked at him, with unconscious pity and tenderness in his eyes: "There are various ways to take revenge. The first thing is that you can't kill a thousand enemies and lose 800 yourself. In her mind, revenge and denial are far less important than yours. Moreover, wouldn't it be cheaper for her to let the enemy die too neatly? There was no need to ask carefully, he could probably guess who the murderer was. Whoever benefited after the death of the Da Yang clan was undoubtedly the murderer.

Hearing this, the prince raised his head and stared at him deeply: "If I kill my stepmother, you will think that I am cruel and ruthless...... Is it an abomination? ”

He has never been a dusty gentleman like Mei Lan Zhuju, he has no shortage of calculations, his hands are also stained with blood, and he doesn't care about the life and death of unrelated people. He has never had any thoughts of clan and family, and he will not care about the so-called blood and kinship. In order to take revenge, he can even use unscrupulous means, use selfish methods, and use and provoke all kinds of -

Is Xuan Qi able to accept him like this?

Li Hui's eyes moved slightly, looking at his lonely and apprehensive, persistent and fragile appearance at this time, and for a moment he even wanted to hold his handsome face and comfort him softly, until he regained his former calmness. Reason, however, told him that he must not do as he pleased, nor should he be so willful.

So, he had to reply in a deep voice: "You just want to avenge your mother." Now that the truth has been revealed, she is not your stepmother, but your enemy, so naturally you can't often theorize. Even if you want to deal with Wang Chang, he deserves it and deserves such retribution. ”

Wang Zixian suddenly smiled bitterly: "Xuan Qi, if you know what thoughts are circling in my heart...... I won't say that...... "The moment he just rushed out of the small manor, hatred almost made him bloodthirsty. The sound of "slashing them" kept echoing in his heart, tempting him to almost fall into it. It wasn't until he instinctively came to Chang'an, and it wasn't until he heard Li Hui's footsteps that he barely regained his senses.

"In anger, everyone will have some thoughts. It's just a sin, not a sin. Li Hui comforted, "Do you think that I have never had a time when evil was born to the guts?" I've always been a righteous gentleman, and I've never thought of using shady means. It's just that after coming back to my senses, I won't let these evil thoughts take control of me. Zixian, I believe that you will be able to make the right decision and will not be swayed by hatred. Xiao Yang's crimes are not the same as Wang Chang's, and if they are treated fairly, the punishment they will inevitably be different. ”

"Xuan Qi...... You're a decent gentleman......" Wang Zixian buried his head between his chest and abdomen again, and muttered in a low voice, "and I'm not." The secret that was once buried deep in his heart was slightly loosened at this moment. He seemed to have given birth to some courage, so that he was finally able to calmly face the concealment and calculation when they first met.

"I grew up under the training of Xiao Yang since I was a child, and if my heart was pure, I probably wouldn't live to this day. So...... His Royal Highness King Pu is indeed worried, and my thoughts are deep, and my methods are unpredictable—and I have indeed deceived you in the first place. At that time, I didn't happen to appear in the Qinling Station, but I had already calculated your itinerary......"

Hearing this, Li Hui was completely stunned, and the appearance of the young man smiling and saluting when he met for the first time appeared in front of him. It turns out that this qiē is not the Mandate of Heaven? It turns out that their encounter was not fate? It turned out that Zixian really had something to hide from him......

Feeling that the person in his arms was a little stiff, Wang Zixian hugged him tighter and tighter, with nervousness in his words, and even a little panic: "At that time, Wang Chang and the Xiao Yang clan were instigated by the Yang family and wanted to follow those little clans to assassinate His Royal Highness King Pu. I have learned of this occasionally, but I have not enough people to stop them silently, so I have to come to you and wait for an opportunity. At that time, the mountain collapsed, and they were responsible. Although my intentions are a means of calculation, they do not mean to harm you. ”

"I thought we'd probably never see each other again after this was over. But I don't want to, we really have a fate. He continued to defend himself, "Then, I gradually discovered that in this world, except for the old servants such as Qingsuo and Fu Mu, only you treat me sincerely. You are more important to me than my own life, my future, and all my life. I was afraid that I would lose you if I confessed, so I didn't dare to confess, so I - "I admired you, I wanted to get you, I wanted to be with you, but I never dared to tell you my secrets."

The prince's justification is clear, and the reasons are convincing enough. He had imagined countless times, in all sorts of situations, how he could confess it, or simply hide it forever. Every word and every word, he has carefully scrutinized. However, at this moment, he could not remember anything, but acted completely on instinct, and could only say whatever came to mind.

Because Li Hui was silent all the time, his voice became lower and lower, and the strength of his arms became stronger and stronger. Li Hui could feel the hot breath gushing out, intermittent and continuous, and he could also feel the pain in his lower back—the deception was real, and so was the fear. Such feelings and reactions can never be faked.

Still, he pushed him away slowly but surely.

The prince raised his head in a daze, his handsome face did not have any expression, but his eyes seemed to be surging with thousands of emotions. He just looked at him, neither excited nor out of control. But the gaze is a thousand turns, sometimes as fierce as a storm, sometimes as violent as a thunderstorm, sometimes as gentle as a gentle wind and drizzle, sometimes as indifferent as wind and snow, and sometimes as sad as autumn wind and falling leaves.

Li Hui also looked down at him, and after noticing the turbulent emotions he hidden, he only felt that the person in front of him was full of strangeness, but it was extremely familiar. Perhaps, this is the real prince Xian, not just the gentle and smiling young man when he first met.

But what about a false start? What's the point of hiding your temperament? Could it be that all these years of experience are fake? Could it be that their friendship between life and death is fake? Trust each other, rely on each other, and rescue each other, is it possible that everything is fake?

"Zixian." He broke the silence, pushed the prince Xian, and fell on the couch, "You are tired, rest first." Don't think about it. ”

The prince's eyes moved, as if he had just come to life, and his expression softened slightly. He looked fixedly at his beloved who was close at hand, and said in a low voice: "Xuanqi, promise me, don't leave me......"

Li Hui gently hooked the corners of his lips: "I promise you." ”