Your Majesty doesn't know

The sky is light, the birds are tired, and the setting sun leans against the railing.

Sheng Ling walked into an inn with He Zichen on his back, asked for a room, ordered the innkeeper to prepare food and hot water, put He Zichen on the bed, and sat on the side watching him silently.

This face is too familiar.

In the past three years, he has traced it countless times in the cave of Wuwang Peak, and he is so familiar with it that he can still see this face in his mind when he closes his eyes, even the small brown mole between his eyebrows is clear.

But since he woke up, it seems that he hasn't looked at him so seriously for a long time.

Many people said that He Zichen was born well and was garish since he was a child. He Zichen himself often boasted, but Sheng Ling couldn't see it.Except for a little attention when they met for the first time, every glance after that, regardless of beauty or ugliness, he only knew that this was He Zichen's face.

This person is also too familiar.

Even though there seemed to be no excessive communication between the two when they were young, even he himself thought that the relationship between them could only maintain that kind of insipid relationship for about a lifetime, but occasionally when he calmed down and thought about it, he discovered something about that person I remember every drop clearly.

The first time I saw He Zichen was in the garden of the palace.At that time, he and his master had just returned to the palace and were planning to meet the monarch, but on the way they ran into He Zichen who was sneaking out to play.

Sheng Ling silently watched the child in bright brocade clothes with red lips and white teeth talking to himself while walking, showing a naive and sly smile from time to time. The grasshopper couldn't help but pounce on it again, as if everything was full of life.

Sheng Ling didn't know the joy of those ordinary things, so he was so focused that he didn't even see him and Shizun standing here.

However, that guy... looks really naughty, just like those annoying people, huh.

"It seems that Sheng Ling likes the young master very much. He is indeed a cute child." As he thought so, Master's laughing voice rang in his ears, Sheng Ling's heart jumped, and his cheeks turned red instantly. Hastily bowed his head.

He thought in a panic, he knew that the guy who pulled flowers and grass and caught grasshoppers really didn't look cute at all, just like his brothers who had fun all day long, he didn't like such people... quietly raised Glancing over there, he thought compromisingly, well, maybe he likes it a little, a little.

He raised his head to look at the master, and pointed at the child, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Does Sheng Ling want to ask the young master's name?" The master can always see through his mind at a glance, but he doesn't tell him, "This... let him tell you himself."

Soon, Sheng Ling saw the child who was about his own age for the second time. At that time, he was drawing with his first friend when the little boy suddenly rushed in from the outside and rushed towards a baby swallow to hug him. Master.

"...I missed you for 49 days plus 48 nights." The child said to the master like this, the clear and clear childish voice was deliberately softened, and it sounded a little cute.

The corners of Sheng Ling's mouth curled up, a little wanting to laugh, but he felt a little disdainful in his heart, a liar, this is simply flattery.But more envy, he has never taken the initiative to hug his master.

As for the young master, he only saw Shizun in his eyes, and didn't see him at all. Even after they played together, the guy named Chenchen never noticed him.For Sheng Ling, who was still young at the time and longed for playmates, he was a little disappointed.

He likes and cherishes the eldest son very much, but in his heart he has been secretly hoping that the younger son can talk to him a few more words. This obscure and awkward little thought probably has not been discovered by anyone except the master, including himself.

But when He Zichen started to talk to him frequently, he couldn't be happy at all. Sheng Ling felt that He Zichen must hate him, otherwise why would he always bully him, obviously it's not like that to Ziyang.

He began to feel a little uneasy, not knowing what made him annoying, and he became more careful from then on.

But as time went by, the little boy's self-esteem was exposed like a stone in the water, and he couldn't bear this kind of "treating him differently". He knew that he had done nothing wrong, so why did he have to bear He Zichen's dislike ?

Anyway, he also hated He Zichen very much, if he was hated, he would be hated, but don't even think about making trouble for him.

So, I learned to ignore, fight back, and fight back. Gradually, it seemed that my heart really became weak, and I no longer felt anxious or cared.

This kind of mentality has been reincarnated countless times, and every time he feels that he really no longer cares about it, He Zichen will open his heart with a small matter.

This process was repeated over and over again, but each time it was more profound, and each time made him more happy or sad, like a grinding rope being gently rubbed round and round, and finally broke with a "squeak" one day.

Sheng Ling compromised.

He thought that he and He Zichen really had little friendship, but after thinking about it for a while, he found that from the first meeting, everything related to He Zichen was right in front of his eyes.There are some gentle emotions in my heart, like a little sweet sorrow, which makes people unable to produce a little fighting spirit.

Let him go, let him go, it doesn't matter.

Sheng Ling hung his hand above He Zichen, wanting to touch his cheek, paused for a moment, but finally withdrew his hand.

He stared at He Zichen with quiet eyes and a slight frown.

What happened in these years, from Ziyang's death, to the catastrophe of the Star Picking Tower, to the frequent appearance of demonic energy, Zichen's departure from the soul, and now this journey seems to be out of order, but he always feels that there is something wrong with it. Connected, only one line connects them in series.

...Someone led them to Shili Guipo with the method of getting lost and crossing the road. They must be trying to use the remnants of the heroic soul of Shili Guipo to achieve some purpose...

The Yin soldiers of Shili Guipo are neither ghosts nor evil, they can't be superseded or killed, and they don't have the threat of Zichen's dragon energy, so they are really suitable to deal with them... And among the three of them, He Zichen is the one who suffers. He has the greatest influence, so what "that person" really has to deal with is... He Zichen.

He Ziyang also said that someone wanted to kill He Zichen, but there was always something wrong with it, it seemed that it was not as simple as just wanting to kill He Zichen.

Zichen Lihun, Shili Guipo... Sheng Ling thought for a while, and seemed to find a common point between these two things.

If the main messenger of these two incidents is the same person, then his purpose seems to be to let He Zichen...separate his soul from his body.

The two methods adopted were only aimed at He Zichen's soul, but had no effect on his physical body.What the person behind the scene wants is either his body or his soul. That person seems to be more interested in He Zichen's soul, which makes Sheng Ling a little puzzled. It's more worth plotting.

Among them, there must be something he didn't figure out.