I understand some truths, I know that people who are in the dark will slowly distort, I know that people who live in a cruel world will gradually become brutal, I know that Wen Ren Ling is not an ordinary person, but I just want to help Wen Ren Yurou.

Yes, I want to help Wen Ren Yurou, maybe she will become his antidote and soothe the pain of his life.

Maybe most people can't see Wenren Yurou's thoughts about Wenren Yurou, but her mother Liu's will definitely not be unable to see it at all, although Liu's is Wenren Yurou's mother, but mothers all over the world hope that their daughters will find a good home, obviously Wenrenling is not such a home.

In addition to helping her son fight for the throne, the Liu family also took care of Wenren Yurou at all times, so that she could not meet Wenrenling alone, and what I could do was to draw a thread between Wenrenling and Wenren Yurou.

Wen Renling likes to sing, this is a well-known thing, and there is a special opera troupe in my palace, so it is not an unsightly thing to invite Wen Renling to come to the play, and then by the way, call Wen Ren Yurou, so that the two of them have time to get along openly every day.

Since I came up with this idea in the middle of the night, and it was also in the middle of the night to inform the troupe to prepare, the crowd that was supposed to be idle in my hall every day and had to get moldy began to turn up before dawn.

The sky was not yet completely clear, and a long touch of blue blurred from the distant horizon, Wen Renling stood in front of the courtyard in my hall, looking at the actors who were ready to be slightly distracted.

"I heard that the fourth prince is coming to listen to the play, but this drama team has been preparing for a long time at night, is the fourth prince still satisfied?"

Wen Renling turned her head to me, and her eyebrows seemed to contain thousands of plays, lingering and tactful, but she was confined in her heart and refused to show it.

"The Holy Maiden of Fuxi wants to listen to the play, just let me sing it, don't have to be so troublesome."

What he said seemed sarcastic to his identity, but the tone of his speech was humble and serious, maybe he was often called to sing by the palace princes under various excuses, or maybe he really just wanted to sing a play.

"Fourth Prince, I just heard that you love singing, and there happens to be an opera troupe in the palace, thinking that being idle is also idle, it is better to let the fourth prince also enjoy it."

He looked at me, and the thousand emotions in his eyes lingered for a moment, and then he immediately regained his composure.

At this time, Wen Ren Yurou also came, and her dress today was different from the past, the hem of the dress embroidered with big hibiscus flowers hung down long, even the neckline was embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and the chest was wearing a crescent-shaped hollow silver ornament, and a few wisps of silk swayed with the green jade around the waist, like a daily costume modified by a costume.

"Fourth brother, you see that I don't look like the matchmaker in the play you told me last time."

Wen Ren Yurou looked at Wen Renling with a smile, the look on her face was very similar to the love I saw Si Qing in the beginning, and the joy was written on her face.

"Yurou, you are all here, then I will call the troupe to start, I have prepared the tea, you listen first, I suddenly remembered that I still have a little matter, you don't have to wait for me to listen first."

I winked at Wen Ren Yurou, raised the corners of my mouth and left.

Wen Renling looked at my back thoughtfully, and finally his eyes stayed on the troupe that had begun to babble and sing.

In fact, I not only prepared tea for them, but I also prepared a delicate lunch for them, and ordered the eunuchs to be obedient, so that as long as I did not return to the palace, no outsiders would interfere with them.

I brought a maid, in this palace around and around, bored when I thought of Si Qing, although Si Qing is now the third prince's adviser, I can't often call Si Qing out, but since I blinded Liu's pet and no one punished me, I knew that I had a great position in this Xiyue country, so I decided to ask for someone openly.

Walking to the third prince's residence, I left the maid outside, and asked the person who was going to report to retreat, I walked into the compound and saw the third prince practicing swords, to be precise, the third prince was practicing swords.

Si Qing is holding a sword in his hand at the moment, and the third prince is holding Si Qing's wrist holding the sword, they didn't move when they stopped in this movement, it does look like the third prince taught Si Qing swordsmanship, but only I know that the place where the third prince is holding is the place where Si Qing was injured, and it is the place where I just bandaged Si Qing last night.

Looking at the scene at this moment, I only felt very angry, and shouted, I'll go to your uncle! He rushed over.

My sentence I will go to your uncle really startled Wen Renqi, and he reacted very quickly and took the sword in Si Qing's hand and pointed it at me.

His sword light is as condensed as a sea wave, thousands of sparkling lights reflect his face, black hair is like ink, his body is jade, a pair of Danfeng eyes are bright and extinguished, a little evil and a little romantic.

I didn't have a hint of fear when I looked at the blade in front of me, but said loudly.

"What, you still want to hurt me after hurting Si Qing?"

After Wen Renqi saw it clearly, the color of the yin owl in his eyes immediately dissipated, and when he turned his head, he had already regained a calm and senseless expression, and he took the sword unhurriedly, and his tone was also a little respectful and deliberately cordial.

"It's really my fault that I didn't see the Holy Maiden of Fuxi, but this guard didn't report it, which made me mistake it for an assassin."

"Assassins? Si Qing is not an assassin, why did you hurt him? ”

As I spoke, I walked towards Si Qing, and sure enough, his wrist began to bleed again, and the bright red soaked the white cloth I bandaged his wound last night, and the stark color contrast was shocking.

Wen Renqi looked very surprised, looking at Si Qing's bleeding wrists, and his face showed an expression of extreme regret.

"Si Gongzi, I'm really sorry, I didn't know you had a wrist injury, I ......"

I knew he was lying, he obviously did it on purpose, I just wanted to interrupt him, but Si Qing pinched my fingers.

"Third Prince, the wound on my wrist was only accidentally cut a few days ago, and it was no big deal, but now the wound has cracked again, can today's sword end here."

"Of course, Si Gongzi's injury was too careless for me to notice, just go and rest."

Si Qing pulled me out of Wen Renqi's palace, although the wound on his hand was still bleeding, but he seemed to be in a very good mood, and there was joy that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

"How did you come to me?" He looked at me with a gentle eyebrow.

"Of course it's boring." I watched Si Qing grimace at him.

Si Qing smiled silently, but before he had gone far, he suddenly held my face with both hands, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his long eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes and hair were black, and his red lips were more red than the firelight, and his eyebrows were bright and picturesque.

"Qingtong, let's get out of the palace."