【Day 2】

This night, Yinchen lost sleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was distraught and couldn't cultivate, so he took a lot of healing and blood-replenishing medicine like a drug, and almost poisoned himself. He drank tea and peed frequently, and scolded the maid sent by the True King for the first time, until the timekeeping magic he casually unleashed showed that it was four o'clock in the morning, and he calmed down.

"The past is over, and the irretrievable is irretrievable. He comforted himself in this way, calmed his heart, sat on the wooden chair and rested with his eyes closed for a while, before finally recovering a little, and at five o'clock in the morning, he changed into a set of silver-white robes, tidied up his appearance a little, and went to teach Shizi a lesson with two dark circles under his eyes.

"Sir, are you here?" As soon as Yinchen walked into the study, he saw Zhao Soul standing up from the student's position, and greeted him with diligence and some anxiety. The corners of Yinchen's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything, this was the first time in a month that he arrived later than Zhao Soul.

"How's it going...... Sir, are you injured? Hurry up!" Zhao Soul was originally very eager to ask Yinchen if he had found out what was going on, but when he saw Yinchen's pale blue, dark eyes, smoky appearance, and a few bruises on his face, he panicked a little. He is the prince of the prince, the son of a daughter, he can't sit down, and he has not suffered any serious injuries since he was a child, where is there any ability to deal with injuries and diagnose pulse and pranayama? "I sent everyone around here away. Silver Dust's voice was low and hoarse, but it gave people a sense of stability and reliability. "Today we have a practical class, we have to go out, you better talk to the people in the house. ”

"Practice class, so fast?" Zhao Soul didn't react for a while, but he trusted Yinchen very much, so he naturally complied. He hurriedly went out, running through two corridors in a row, only to find a few maids, and quickly told them Yinchen's instructions. He sighed as he walked back: "Sir is really powerful, he actually drove away such a large range of subordinates, and in normal times, I drove them and they still refused to leave!"

When the maids found Steward Feng (Feng Butler), who was in charge of the personnel in the palace, they only saw the six big stewards standing in a row, and the real king was sitting on the main throne.

"What's the matter? push and push, report something to me!" It's a pity that Lord Zhenwang saw the few twisting figures at the door at a glance, and immediately said darkly. He has always been resolute and resolute, so most of the young and young families take this style as a benchmark, and they all look down on people who twist and pinch and drag mud and water.

The prince asked in person, and that had to be answered no matter what. The little maids had no choice but to kneel down together pitifully and say to the prince: "Your Royal Highness and Mr. Qi are going out." "It turns out that the true king has put a lot of effort into hiding the prince, and he even stipulates that every time the prince leaves the palace of the true king, he has to tell him like him, if this is an ordinary gentleman, I am afraid that it will be annoyed for a long time, but the true king of the prince is worthy of being a character who crawled out of the demon womb, and he is actually peaceful.

The eyes of the true king suddenly lit up with a cold light, and there was too much perseverance and decisiveness in that light. "It's come to this, it's fate!" he sighed in a low voice, but there was no trace of sadness and loneliness in his tone, only a strong expectation. "Let him go, Lao Feng, go and ask Mr. He, just let him follow, and then transfer three or five secret guards, if you want to be able to settle things with your vision, follow to be a child servant." Jin Jiawei ...... here" He sneered, and turned to another middle-aged man with a white face and beard, who looked quite weak: "Lao Huo, you go and tell Jin Jiawei that this king is in a good mood today, and he wants to go fishing in Xuanqing Pond, let them decide who will follow, and the rest of the people will guard the king's home, this king doesn't want to walk on the front foot, and there will be some cats and dogs on the back foot!"

When the True King said this, not only the two butlers of Fenghuo, but even the other four butlers were also shocked and puzzled. They gathered in front of the true king so early, they came to receive the punishment! Last night, "that forbidden place" was broken into, and there was a big hole in the wall, and the old monster imprisoned in it was nowhere to be found, obviously he had escaped! This Martha matter came out, according to the iron law of the empire, the six of them should be beheaded together, this is a serious dereliction of duty!

So then again, what does it mean that the real king is going to fish today?

I have to say that those who can get into the position of the palace steward are all monsters who have become spirits from the living, and none of them are dull and ordinary. The two housekeepers of Fenghuo were stunned for a second, and then reacted immediately. "Yes, regardless of the prince's meaning, at least one of the meanings is that they are saved! The prince will not pursue it! Hurry up and get to work!" The two of them invariably flashed such a thought in their hearts, and quickly knelt down to receive the order to thank them, retreated out of the door, and then turned around and ran away.

"The prince doesn't blame us! this time, I've come back from a circle in the ghost gate!" said the fire steward with emotion as he ran.

"This time, shut up quickly! I can't say anything to anyone! We can't handle it!" "The wind steward smelled a little bit of shady smell from the whole thing, but this kind of shady scene, as a butler, he didn't dare to inquire even if he ate the titan's guts!

The two of them separated from each other as they ran, and they both shouted at their throats to beckon the next person. The prince and the prince both traveled, that was a major event in the palace, and it was not something that could be solved by a few dark guards and a team of gold-armored soldiers.

The whole palace began to run at high speed.

"Don't go around in circles, sit down, this has a result. Yinchen looked at the soul of the prince Zhao who kept spinning in circles like an ant on a hot pot, and waved his hand a little irritably. His words made Shizi stop suddenly, a pair of lilac eyes emitted infinite glory, and the whole person suddenly rushed to Yinchen, pressed his shoulder and said, "Really?"

"It's not fried!" Yinchen slightly used a little dark power to push Shizi away: "Sven! Sven, why are you not big or small for me, a teaching gentleman?"

"Sir, the student knows that he is wrong!" Zhao Soul immediately lowered his hands and stood solemnly, his face tightened, but his eyes were not at all like he could change his mistakes!

Yinchen shook his head, and could only lament in his heart that the world was declining. He didn't know, or deliberately didn't know, it was because he had a casual and kind attitude towards the prince on weekdays, which made the prince relax in front of him and make some actions that did not conform to the rules and regulations.

"But don't be too happy!" Silver Dust's tone fell, "Let's prepare a stack of handkerchiefs first." When he had finished speaking, he hung his head and said no more.

Zhao's soul body was shocked, and he instantly withdrew from his state of extreme anxiety and excitement. "I already knew...... Ha, I shouldn't have any illusions......" He smiled self-deprecatingly, and sat down quietly, waiting for his father's reply, as a prince, he was very free in the palace, but it was not easy to get out.

Silver Dust turned his head to look at him, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing. He knew what illusions Zhao Soul had, it was nothing more than fantasizing that his mother was still alive, but he was imprisoned, and he and his mother still had a chance to meet, but the reality was that his mother was not only dead, but also died extremely miserable and heroic.

He himself began to hesitate whether he should tell this story to the boy in front of him.

They were silent, and when the sun showed half of its head on the eastern horizon, they finally got into the carriage and drove out of the True King's Mansion in a grand manner.

Pershing City is still bustling during the day, because there are no civilians in the whole city, only nobles, so although Pershing City is prosperous, it is not noisy, and there is no quarrel and scolding, after all, no one knows whether the person who contradicted him is a guy with a big backer who can't be provoked. As a result, the iron laws of the king, which these nobles never mentioned in front of the commoner slaves, were taken seriously in the city as the best way to resolve disputes.

It is because of such a royal law that the family emblem of the real king Zhao Guangyi has become the object of avoidance by countless pedestrians. The thick black and blue curtain covered the carriage, and no pedestrian would know that it was only the true king sitting in the carriage, and all the people who saw the carriage instinctively thought that the true king had arrived, and hurriedly made a way, after all, it was a great disrespectful felony to block the law of His Royal Highness the true king, and it would be a great disrespect to go to hell.

"Do you know any secluded places here?" Yinchen whispered to Zhao Soul the moment the carriage left the gate of the True Palace, and at the same time, he also set up a soundproof barrier to prevent the coachman or anyone else from hearing it.

"Yes, a place where men want to go. Cardinal House. The true king said casually, looking preoccupied, at this time, he had already understood that the so-called practical class of Mr. was just a reason to avoid people's ears, and this lesson was about the life experience of his Zhao soul, the root of his so-called true king's son.

"Brothel?" Yinchen's face turned pale, and the gentle terror in the Yin Yang and Hezong resurfaced from the depths of his memory.

"What kind of brothel! Sir, be more elegant, it's a green house!"

"Aren't they all the same!" Silver Dust rolled his eyes.

"It's different!" Zhao Soul showed an expression of a worldly master: "In the Qinglou, the top top girls are all selling their arts, not selling themselves, and they don't have to do that kind of thing there, they usually have private meetings, listen to piano and sing music, talk about some things or something, it's quite suitable, it's not the place in the kiln that specializes in the skin and meat business!" Mr. is from the north, presumably the prosperity of this Pershing City has not seen it, and the students may have to ask Mr. to enjoy it and do a little bit of discipleship. ”

"That's nature. At this time, Yinchen hadn't thought about some aspects that were inappropriate for children, or the heavy secrets he had in his heart made him not in the mood to think about anything that would be enjoyable physically and mentally. At this moment, he didn't know that the so-called "prosperity of Pershing City" did not refer to the streets where people came and went......

The car stopped in front of the Cardinal Tower, and the little guys hurriedly came up to kneel to greet them. The guests in the True King's Mansion are rare guests here, and the steward of the Cardinal Tower, Lao Bustard, rushed to the lobby as soon as possible, and bowed to Zhao Soul with a smile on his face: "Your Royal Highness, you are a rare guest! Yinchen was a little resistant to these grease-smeared girls, he felt that he was a little sorry for Lin Xuanchen to come to this kind of place.

"Yo, little brother, you're still shy!" said one of the open and bold girls, and the others giggled, and the crisp laughter was heard in the ears, and the ears were crisp, and the bones were crisp.

Yinchen furrowed his beautiful silver-gray eyebrows, and slightly used the power of the Demon Crying Slash Fist to push, directly pushing a girl who was squeezing into his arms three or four feet away. The girl let out a slight scream, and the other girls suddenly stopped what they were doing, and looked at this handsome boy with some fear, and I really didn't know why he resisted so much? Didn't he like girls? Like boys? There was something wrong with him? The girls looked at him a little differently.

"I'm a family man. Silver Dust's tone was cold.

"What's wrong with having a family? The men who come here all have families, this is normal!" Zhao Soul didn't understand Yinchen's reaction very much, in this world, which man didn't have three or four wives, and which successful man didn't have thirteen or fourteen wives? Which man who stood at the top of the power didn't have thirty or forty wives? Even the iron-fisted prince who was not close to women like his father was married to the wife of the sixth aunt? Not to mention that men with families occasionally fool around outside, even if they really marry someone into the door, that is also a man's business, and the women in the family must not have any opinions.

"If you still have such thoughts after listening to what I heard last night, then I will obey you. Silver Dust's voice was no longer cold but cold at the moment. In the air, even a faint killing intent began to permeate.

The girls were scared, and they retreated many steps one by one, but it happened that at this time, the old bustard led a group of brightly dressed and exposed, all of them beautiful and fairy-like girls came over, these girls were countless times more beautiful than the "business girls" of the third and fourth lines just now, and their manners were more elegant and generous, of course, they were one or two years older than the little girls, and they showed the mature charm of women. They walked over, standing in a row under the guidance of the old bustard, smiling with powdery faces, beautiful eyes, a pair of slightly variegated water-cut eyes silently looked at Zhao Soul in a dark blue robe, wearing a top-level spiritual jade, but no one glanced at Yinchen, after all, Yinchen's actions just now can be regarded as unairy and elegant, incomprehensible, abrupt and beautiful, these performers do not sell their bodies, even if they are in the Qinglou and the girls with their eyes above the top, how can they use their hot faces to stick to men's cold butts?