But when you see his face, you will be shocked, and then it will be a pity.

Because a hideous scar slashed across the bridge of his nose, the wound looked like it had been some years, but it still looked shocking at the moment, enough to imagine the danger at that time.

"Brother Ning Yuan, it turns out that you are here, you can make it easy for me to find you!" A man dressed in a palatial satin robe, with a golden crown on his head, and red lips and white teeth, trotted all the way through the patches of flowers.

Ning Yuan lowered his eyelids when he heard the sound, and when he saw someone coming, he lowered his head again, and looked through the military book in his hand unhurriedly.

His loose sleeves are pulled up to his elbows, and he looks a little thin and even weak in appearance, but from his bare forearms, you can see that the smooth and lean muscles cover the bones of his hands, and the scars left by the battles on the battlefield are the medals he left as a great general.

"Brother Ning Yuan, why don't you ignore me!"

The man gasped and ran to Ning Yuan's side and sat down, seeing that he was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and for some reason he entangled Ning Yuan, who was nearly ten years older than him.

Seeing that Ning Yuan was reading by himself, without taking him seriously at all, he was sullen for a while, and raised his hand to ravage the magnolia flowers that had reached out to his arms.

As soon as his hand stretched out, he suddenly felt a sharp eye wind coming, he withdrew his hand curtly, and sure enough, he heard a warning in the next second, "Don't touch my flowers, Li Zhao." There was no fluctuation in his tone, and his voice was low, but the people around him could easily hear the displeasure in his tone.

Li Zhao, the Nine Emperors of the Kingdom of Li, is now the King of Zhao. My grandfather's family is prominent, and my mother is a noble concubine in the palace, so he has such a son, so he is naturally a thousand favors, and he only hates not to give enough.

It is precisely for this reason that Li Zhao is not very old, and after he left the palace to build a mansion, he learned to linger in the flowers, and he also ran to disturb Ning Yuan from time to time.

Fortunately, although he has a stubborn temperament, his heart is not bad, and Ning Yuan can bear it.

"Brother Ning Yuan, it is rumored in the outside world that you are the killing god on the battlefield, the jade-faced Yama, but in my opinion, it is not necessarily!" Li Zhao pulled out Ning Yuan's military book and said.

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it lightly. Neither refute nor answer.

Fortunately, Li Zhao already knew this person's character, otherwise, he really thought that he was arrogant and didn't take the royal family seriously.

"Look at you, you have nothing to do on weekdays, just enjoy flowers, read books, drink tea, and occasionally call you out, but you never pay attention to it, do you still have to cultivate yourself in the house?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, his pupils were extremely light in color, gray, and they were soaked in the sun, and they were suddenly like two glass balls, he nodded lightly without interest, and asked rhetorically, "No?" ”

Li Zhao was angry, "Naturally, yes!" But I'm not afraid that you will suffocate your body, look at you, you don't want your father to give you a marriage, although you accept a beauty, you never want to touch it, you ......" Before the words fell, he suddenly widened his eyes, cautiously approached, and asked: "Brother Ning Yuan, should you be...... Like men, right? ”

"Ahem—"

Just drank the tea in his mouth and almost squirted, Ning Yuan finally had some extra expression, he glanced at Li Zhao, "The emperor was still talking to me yesterday, talking about you......"

"Wait!" Li Zhao had a headache when he thought of his father, but he couldn't see that he was too comfortable, and he wanted to arrange an errand for him, but he couldn't sit still.

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