summer day, winter night

The next day, when King Cang woke up and turned his head, he saw Su Wuzhen, his chest was heaving and falling regularly, his face was calm, and there was no more pain, which made the corners of his lips slowly evoke a smile.

Quietly got up, finished washing, Cang Jia was already waiting at the door, when he saw the prince coming out, he followed behind him, and said, "To the prince, yesterday the concubine suggested that some gardens should be built in the courtyard of the prince's mansion."

King Cang paused, turned his head slightly, "What do you think?"

"The dead are gone, let's look at the present." Cang Jia's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched undetectably.

"Okay." King Cang noticed it, but didn't say anything else. Such a request, leaving some emotions behind, was reasonable, "Just, as you said."

After going to court, King Cang went to the imperial study to have an audience.

Eunuch Zheng, the former supervisor of the imperial court, raised the corners of his mouth, and replied with a half-smile: "Your Excellency has just arrived, please wait for a moment, my lord."

A faint smile appeared on his face: "This is the duty of a courtier, not a trouble." After speaking, he moved to a cool place and stood waiting, but his hands in his sleeves had already clenched into fists.

He still recalled the same scene a few years ago, this Eunuch Zheng always nodded and bowed to invite him in, no matter whether there were ministers inside or not, now...

It may take years or decades to build trust, but it often destroys it overnight.

Are people who become emperors suspicious and jealous no matter what their nature is?

The eyes gradually deepened, and the turmoil inside rolled up waves of ridicule, trying to bury the pain in the sky.

By the time he was able to enter the imperial study, it was almost noon, and the summer was so hot that he was standing in the imperial study, beads of sweat still dripping down.

He bowed respectfully and said: "My minister sees Your Majesty."

The emperor didn't even raise his eyes, and waited for him to perform the complete set of etiquette, and then his voice sounded faintly: "Pingshen."

He straightened up.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Su Wuzhen has been poisoned to take care of himself, and I have come to ask for a seven-day holiday for him." He also stared at the ground indifferently, his voice did not fluctuate, and he buried everything deeply in the depths of his eyes.

"Accurate." After the word came out casually, the emperor put the approved memorial aside in his hands, and then looked up, "What else is there for King Cang?"

"Your Majesty," Cang Wang raised his head and looked straight into the emperor's eyes. It seemed that the reason for the two strangers could be seen in this way. "I want to renovate the courtyard in the mansion. I don't know what your Majesty's opinion is?"

When the emperor heard this, he smiled slightly, still in a nonchalant attitude, "The matter in Prince Cang's mansion can be decided by Prince Cang."

Kind words are always a sharp sword that cuts everything.

Taking a deep breath, Cang Zhou Xing's face twitched invisibly, causing the gentleness on the surface to shatter inch by inch. He let out a breath slowly, forcing the corners of his mouth to curl up a little, then bowed his head respectfully, and said every word. Dun: "My minister, follow orders."

With such a relationship, King Cang understood that the emperor was drawing the final conclusion to the two of them, calm enough and ruthless enough.

From the palace to the mansion, King Cang's face was expressionless, but his eyes were terribly deep. The boy driving the carriage could feel the oppressive atmosphere, so that even the sound of the horse's hooves was softer than usual.

"Cang Jia, plant some tall trees in the courtyard," King Cang told Cang Jia after returning to the room, "You can do whatever else you want."

Before Su Wuzhan woke up, King Cang insisted on a jug of wine, went to the tree with blooming purple flowers, sat in front of the stone table, raised the jug, and poured it into his mouth.

So when Su Wuzhen woke up and went to look for Cang Wang, what he saw was the flagon set far away, and Cang Wang looking up at the tree.

In such a beautiful scene, King Cang's astonishing beauty has domineeringly become the center of the whole world in his eyes.It's just that at this moment, this person's body doesn't have the gentleness he is familiar with, it's as cold as a sword drawn out of its sheath.

He bent down to pick up the jug, moved his heavy legs slowly and carefully, and sat beside Cang Wang.

Putting the jug on the table, he said: "The prince's appearance is related to the renovation of the courtyard?"

"This is secondary." King Cang lowered his head, and rubbed the pattern on the flagon with his strong fingers, "The main thing is that these courtyards used to be places for the emperor's secret military training. But now, this king, there is no Qualified to train troops for the emperor."

Su Wuxuan nodded and said, "Could you please say, 'Where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world'?"

"Then..." King Cang looked at him, "Young Master Su, if I say, 'Where is there no grass at the end of the world', what do you think?"

Su Wuxi smiled, "It's just a word of consolation, it depends on how you can resolve it."

"Master Su, you can indeed be called my confidant." King Cang laughed.At this time, even his smile was full of sharpness.

And inexplicably, what this kind of smile brings to Su Wuzhen is endless warmth.

"Since Mr. Su is awake, let me go with the king to see the mastermind behind the poisoning." Speaking of the poisoner, King Cang smiled slowly, with a strange and dangerous meaning in his eyes. It gives people the illusion of slowly churning up the monstrous black mist.

Su Wuzhan nodded happily, and the smile evoked by such a happy smile, although very shallow, was exactly the same as that of King Cang.

The dark prison of the Cang Palace is not underground, but in the outskirts.

Su Wuzhan followed King Cang, went out of the city gate, and entered a manor. In the backyard of the manor, there was a cliff not far away. Even in this season, you can see the clouds and mist gathering and dispersing under the cliff.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, even though Su Wuzhen was bolder than others, his legs were a little soft. After all, he was a scholar, not to mention that he was weak at this time, even when he walked normally, he needed help from time to time.

He looked at King Cang.

The wind at the edge of the cliff was very strong, and the robes of King Cang fluttered, and the dark hair danced wantonly, giving him a different kind of arrogance.

King Cang raised his eyebrows, "Shall I carry you down?"

What else can you do, His Royal Highness Cang, please remove that rising tone.

With an arm around Su Wuxie's waist and a little breath, King Cang landed directly on the destination - the stone platform among the strange rocks without the help of anything.

Only then did Su Wuxi dare to open his eyes, and looked around, there was only fog, and he was in it, as if among the clouds in the sky.

"Follow me." Cang Wang nodded.

Su Wuxi followed closely behind.

There are five steps and one lamp in the cave, and the air is filled with the fragrance of damp and cold grass and trees. Such a secret place does not feel oppressive at all.

After passing a bright stone hall, we arrived at the dark prison.There is only a little bit of dim light here, and you can vaguely see standing iron pillars separating the cells. The austere atmosphere is accompanied by a thick bloody smell, and Su Wuzhen can't help but stop and hold his breath.

"The third cell on the right." King Cang's deep voice echoed in the silent space, "Do you want to go in?"

Su Wuxi raised his steps and walked in first, his steps were difficult but powerful.

Through the iron bars, Su Wuzhen saw a person huddled in the depths of the cell, that person happened to be in the shadow, and only a vague outline could be seen.

"He's a Beijing official, seventh rank. He's from the same Jinshi background as you." King Cang came over and opened the chain, "He paid a lot of money to buy a killer to poison him.

King Cang pushed open the door and looked at Su Wuzhen, "Go in?"

"I'm not interested in such a person." Su Wuzhen shrugged, looked at the person who was always huddled together, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Is there someone behind him?"

Cang Wang nodded, nodded and signaled to go out, saying that he was about to close the prison door, but the person in the dark suddenly moved, he seemed to press his forearm, and all he could see was the ejected object flying towards Cang Wang.

At the same time as the sound of piercing the sky, the object was also held in the palm of King Cang's hand.

"It's a short arrow." Cang Wang hooked his lips, and the content of the smile was bloodier and darker than this dark prison.

He strode into the cell, and the person in the dark finally raised his head, allowing Su Wuxi outside to see his face clearly.This is a very mediocre face. What really hits people's hearts is the ferocity of his face and the fierceness of his eyes.

Although this person and Su Wuxie both came from a Jinshi background, after all, after a few years, all they can remember is a vague sense of familiarity, and now this sense of familiarity is even more dispelled by his madness.

The King Cang inside squeezed his arm fiercely, rolled up his dirty black sleeves, and then, when seeing the scene in front of him clearly, King Cang's pupils shrank suddenly.