Loved to be silent.

This male protagonist seems to be very defensive, and he is not very easy to communicate.

Fortunately, she still has a good set of ways to deal with such children.

First of all, it is necessary to overpower him in aura.

So, Yan Yue saw the strange woman and smiled.

She didn't rush to answer her question, but raised her steps lightly, and Yan Yue could notice that under the corners of her snow-white cultivator's silver skirt, there were also white embroidered shoes with peony patterns.

Zhong Ai slowly walked to the chair at the table and sat down casually.

Even if it is such a simple action, she has its own flavor of flowing water.

Yan Yue only felt that there was really nothing imperfect in this woman, so perfect that she didn't look like a real person at all.

Also, she's not human at all.

After sitting down slowly, he finally raised his head and looked at Yan Yue from head to toe.

In the end, he was a child, being looked at with such scrutiny, especially when the other party was such an outstanding woman, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhong Qing smiled secretly in his heart, and said in his heart, little guy, see if I can cure you!

She chuckled lightly and said in a soft tone: "Your name is Yan Yue, and your mother was the former master of Chaohuang Palace. Before the age of five, all I received was taught by the prince, right? ”

Yan Yue's complexion changed.

This is his scar, and being told like this is tantamount to being ridiculed by someone tearing apart the scars on his body for many years.

He bit his lip and didn't speak.

Zhong Qing's tone became cold: "Five years of teaching by the prince, what taught you is just such a vulgar revenge?" ”

"Find someone to kill your father, kill the concubine, and kill those who have hurt you and your mother. This kind of thing can be imagined even by a rough person who grew up in the market. ”

"Even if I can help you do that, then what?"

Zhong's voice raised, and it struck Yan Yue's heart little by little: "Then, your other brothers will inherit your father's throne, and that honorable position will be replaced by another person." What about you? The existence of you, the former prince, will always be a thorn in the side of others. Do you think that by that time, your situation will be much better than it is now? ”

"The so-called prince taught, is it such a brainless fool as you?"

Yan Yue opened his mouth slightly, he wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

Those words were just words that came out of his heart on impulse.

No one had ever taught him what was best, he just didn't want to let those people go.

Zhong Qing looked at the child in front of him with a shocked and dazed look, and only felt funny in his heart.

She still had an unfathomable smile on her face, and tapped her fingers on the table: "I won't help you kill, Yan Yue." ”

"You look up."

Yan Yue subconsciously did as she said, and raised her eyes to meet the other party's star-like beautiful eyes.

"I can teach you a subset of scriptures and history, teach you the hegemony of the emperor, teach you the art of war, teach you how to govern the country, and teach you to figure out the ...... of people's hearts."

Her words were soft, like a gust of wind, slowly, little by little, penetrating into Yan Yue's mind.

"These will be your weapons. Yan Yue, make yourself strong, trample the people who have hurt you under your feet, and when you have everything, you will find that those enemies who were once powerful are completely vulnerable. ”