The young son of heaven is as gentle as jade, but lately he always likes to wander around the school grounds in the palace. Recently, he has practiced his swordsmanship diligently, and he has improved a lot compared to before.

"Brother Huang." Song Yuxun was concentrating on practicing his sword, and someone behind him interrupted him by something behind him. Song Yuchen looked back and saw that it was Song Yuchen.

His moon-white robe was blown up by the wind in the school field, like an immortal descending from the earth.

"Didn't you say that you can't go to court during the day? Why are you free to come over now? Out of sorts? "Song Yuchen always looks like a breeze and a bright moon, and Song Yuxun rarely sees him so gloomy.

"If there's something bothering you, sweating will be much better." As he spoke, Song Yuxun took out a sword from the weapon rack on the side and threw it to Song Yuchen: "Xiao Chen, let me see if you have regressed." ”

Song Yuchen stretched out his hand to catch the sword, and was about to say something, when he saw Song Yuxun attacking fiercely. Song Yuxun also seemed to be in a bad mood, and attacked Song Yuchen fiercely.

"Hey!" As soon as Song Yuchen wanted to stop it, Song Yuxun's sword came in front of him. He turned sideways, and the sword in Song Yuxun's hand passed dangerously past his neck.

Song Yuxun still refused to stop, turned around with his sword, and attacked Song Yuchen again: "What, refuse to fight back, for fear of hurting me?" ”

"Have you forgotten that when the first emperor was here, this is how we practiced swords?"

"Brother Huang!"

"There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, and there are no brothers on the school field, show your true skills, otherwise I will not be worthy of your royal brother."

"Yes!" After Song Yuchen dodged Song Yuxun's several attacks, he finally decided to have a good fight with Song Yuxun, so when Song Yuxun's sword attacked again, Song Yuchen turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and blocked Song Yuchen's attack with his sword.

The high-spirited young son of heaven is better in poetry and painting after all, and as for swords, he is inferior to Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen's subordinates showed mercy, and the two fought for only ten moves, and Song Yuchen's sword was against Song Yuxun's neck: "Brother Huang." ”

The winner has been decided, and the superior judgment is made.

Song Yuxun was unwilling: "Come again." ”

Song Yuxun's offensive moves were fierce, but Song Yuchen could resolve them one by one.

The two little chamberlains on the side looked frightened: "You say, what's wrong with our saint today?" Pestering the king of Zhennan to compete, isn't it unpleasant? ”

The other little chamberlain glanced at him: "Hugh is going to talk nonsense, watch your tongue." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and leaned in front of him: "Hey, the emperor is angry, you have to be careful." ”

The little chamberlain stationed at the school field listened to it and looked at him with wide eyes, probably curious about how the gentle and elegant young man seemed to have a lot of anger today.

"After going down today, the emperor went to Qiwu Palace, and came out like that." As he spoke, the personal chamberlain who had been following Song Yuxun raised his eyes and glanced at the two figures who were engrossed in the fight, and then moved closer to the little chamberlain in the school field, and lowered his voice even more: "The emperor went to Qiwu Palace and heard the queen mother calling the name of King Zhennan in her sleep." ”

The little chamberlain's mouth opened wide and his face was incredulous.

Seeing his stunned appearance, the emperor's personal chamberlain slapped his hat: "If you dare to say it, you will pull out your tongue." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." This is a shocking secret.

After saying that, the personal little chamberlain regretted it, if the chamberlain of the school field spread the word about this matter, it would be himself who was plucked out of his tongue.

"Your Majesty!" The two little chamberlains were chatting about things, and when they glanced at the school grounds, they were frightened. The sword had no eyes, and Song Yuchen's sword grazed Song Yuxun's arm, cutting Song Yuchen's arm with a bloody wound.

"Your Majesty!" The two little chamberlains hurriedly ran to Song Yuchen's side to check the injury.

"Brother Huang, brother is reckless." Song Yuchen bowed down to apologize: "Let's go back to the palace to declare the imperial doctor." ”

"The minion is going to Xuan Taiyi." The little waiter in the school field hurriedly turned around and was about to walk towards the Tai Hospital.

"Wait." Song Yuxun stopped him: "A little injury, if it's not in the way, you can just call the imperial doctor to the school grounds." ”

"Yes." After listening to this, the little chamberlain hurriedly ran to the Tai Hospital.

"Xiao Chen, the sword has no eyes, injuries are common, you don't have to make amends." Song Yuxun covered one of his scratched arms and said to Song Yuchen, "Sit." ”

The two sat on the stone steps of the school yard and were speechless for a while.

"Brother Huang." After a long time, Song Yuchen looked up at the sunny sky before he spoke: "The last time I sat and talked to you like this was many years ago. ”

"yes, many years ago." Song Yuxun turned his head sideways and looked at Song Yuchen: "I heard that you accepted the side concubine, you should be happy." ”

"It's just a folk woman, and she can't be on the stage." Song Yuchen thought of her undressed and confused eyes in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "The younger brother is naturally not as blessed as the imperial brother." ”

"If the person you like with all your heart, her heart does not belong to you, it is the saddest thing in this world." Song Yuxun looked back at Song Yuchen: "In the final analysis, I owe you and her." ”

"It's all gone." From three years ago, Mianmian put on a bright red wedding dress, and from the moment he left the Zhennan Palace, he and Mianmian have passed.

"How's the Queen's health?" Song Yuchen asked casually.

"The same old way." Song Yuxun thought of Mianmian, and hung his head helplessly and sighed: "Now that she is pregnant with a child, she thinks more than before, and she doesn't think about tea and dinner every day, so she relies on decoction and medicine." When she gives birth, it will always be better, right? ”

"Hmm."

"What about you? Yesterday, people hurriedly came to the palace to invite the imperial doctor, what happened? Song Yuxun raised his head, looked at Song Yuchen, and asked softly.

"Ran Ran's child is almost gone, it's not good for me." Song Yuchen probably didn't want Song Yuxun to see his slightly sad look, so he turned his head sideways. It didn't take long for another sentence to come out of nowhere: "Brother Huang, I seem to like her." ”

These days, for the sake of Shi Qingran's body, he always sleeps in the study, but there is no cat-like breathing around him, and he is a little unaccustomed to it.

"Really? It's not like you. Song Yuxun also turned his head sideways and stopped looking at Song Yuchen: "I originally thought that she was just a tool for you to marry back and reassure me." ”

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. I thought you wouldn't be tempted by other women again. ”

Song Yuchen looked sideways at the young emperor. It turned out that from beginning to end, he knew everything. His own thoughts and past, in his eyes, seem to be transparent.

Yes. In the past three years, he has fought in the north and south, and finally can truly stand above the court with his strength. But he returned to the royal city, and the old man was now a high queen.