The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

The moonlight is like practice, and the stars are dotted.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony under the moonlight is dazzling, the night wind howls past, and the clothes are flying.In this situation, it would be interesting to stand still and enjoy the moon.

However, tonight is the night of the decisive battle, and it is destined not to enjoy the moon quietly.

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, shadows of people flocked, shadows of trees whirled, and eyes that seemed to exist and disappeared followed like shadows. The young man in crimson clothes walked slowly under the shadow of the trees without realizing it, and was stopped by someone.

Wuqing looked peaceful: "Young Xia Jue Ming, please go back."

Zhao Huan blinked, and there was a sudden sound of wind, and there were only two people standing silently facing each other in the empty courtyard.

He had walked more than half a circle before and no one stopped him. The only reason to stop him ruthlessly was because his father's penis in the Hall of Supreme Harmony was nearby.

Wuqing and "Zhao Jueming" are not friendly, Zhao Huan thought about this, nodded slightly, turned and walked away.

Just at this time, a call slowly drifted to the ears of the two of them with the wind.

"Ruthless headhunting... Is that young hero Zhao Jueming?"

Zhao Huan paused and turned back in a hurry.

On the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the distance, Zhao Ji, dressed in white uniform, stood on the edge of the roof with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile like moonlight in his eyes under the mask.

After all, Zhao Ji is the king of a country, so he should not easily reveal his true face in front of the people of Jianghu.

Grand Tutor Zhuge stood diagonally behind the official's house, looked at the latter's clasped hands behind his back, and remained silent.

Ruthlessly startled, he glanced sideways at the crimson-clothed youth who turned around, before he could speak, Zhao Ji said again: "You don't have to drive him away, the Jue Ming young man will come up here sooner or later, why don't you come up to accompany me first."

He said the first half of the sentence to Wuqing, but from the beginning to the end, he kept looking at the young man in crimson under the moon, with a warm smile like a spring breeze.

Zhao Huan stepped forward generously: "It's hard to turn down the kindness, thank you officials."

Wuqing and Grand Tutor Zhuge looked at each other vaguely, but they didn't say anything to stop them.

Firstly, the official family seems to be determined, and secondly, Zhao Jueming has nothing to be vigilant about; if Zhao Jueming really has bad intentions, the official family also has Grand Tutor Zhuge by their side.

There is a wooden ladder under the red palace wall that leads directly to the roof. The young man in crimson clothes walked to the bottom of the wall, looked at the wooden ladder, then lifted his foot, and climbed up by grabbing the wooden ladder.

ruthless:……

Grand Tutor Zhuge: ...

This wooden ladder is used by officials, and officials are not skilled in martial arts, so it is most normal to use wooden ladders, but neither Wu Qing nor Grand Tutor Zhuge expected Zhao Jueming to use wooden ladders.

Grand Tutor Zhuge caught a glimpse of Zhao Ji's expression, but he was not at all annoyed at the fact that the official's own wooden ladder was being used by others, instead he poked his head and looked down; Even though he stretched it halfway, he retracted it again, not sure if he was afraid that Gao Xin would feel fear, or he felt that it was not appropriate.

Ruthless is also clearly seen below.

The young man in crimson clothes climbed up to the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhao Ji smiled at him with his hands behind his back, and said, "I heard the name of the young man earlier, and when I saw him today, the young man is really a good-looking talent."

Under the moon, the young man in crimson clothes had eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like cold stars. Hearing this, he smiled slightly, showing a more romantic attitude.The more Zhao Ji looked at it, the more novel it became. He secretly thought that Ah Huan's disguise was very exquisite, and he didn't know when he learned this skill, but there was no trace of the original.

Grand Tutor Zhuge stood by, and when he met Zhao Jueming's gaze, he just nodded slightly, without saying a word; and Zhao Jueming was very in tune with the sudden interest of the officials, speaking gently and calmly, telling his experiences during the journey Come on.

There is more than half a zhang between the official and the young man, which is a very reasonable distance; the conversation is even more ordinary, asking and answering... For some reason, Zhuge Zheng reminded me of my son who was sleeping in the East Palace at the moment. His Royal Highness.

Maybe the young man in Jiang Yi and the officials talking and laughing at Yan Yan are too harmonious, and maybe the young man is about the same age as His Highness the Crown Prince...

And the one who should have stood here, shoulder to shoulder with the officials, was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The full moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the cold moonlight is shining on the earth. Because of the glazed tiles of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, this place is also extremely dazzling.

In the East Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince curled up in the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep, his face was pale, and his breathing was steady but weak.

Zhang Jinshi was guarding outside His Royal Highness's bed, he was uneasy, but he couldn't stop his excitement, so he had to rely on the silver key in his hand to stabilize his mind.

He looked at the young prince on the bed through the indistinct curtain.

His Royal Highness is not very well.

Zhang Jinshi thought.

After being treated coldly by the officials for more than ten years, he was once favored and named the crown prince, but after only a few years, he fell ill again.

At the beginning, he was indeed instructed by King Nan to poison His Highness the Crown Prince, but long before he poisoned him, His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly fell ill...At that time, just in case, Zhang Jinshi still poisoned the Crown Prince, but now Whether the prince's prolonged illness was caused by the poison, even he couldn't tell.

But never mind.

It is enough that the future "His Royal Highness" will be in good health.

Standing in the dark bedroom with the heavy silver in his sleeves, Zhang Jin breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lu Xiaofeng met Ximen Chuuxue in the small palace next to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. His friend was ready for the upcoming decisive battle with a determination that no one could stop.

After a brief meeting, Lu Xiaofeng returned to the original place with an unspeakably heavy heart.

Miss Yunhuai, played by Wang Lianhua, stands opposite Bai Yutang, and in the center of the two is the ruthless head catcher sitting in a wheelchair.

Zhao Jueming didn't come back for a long time, when Lu Xiaofeng saw Wuqing coming here, his eyebrows twitched suddenly, he stepped forward and bowed to the latter.

Wuqing was entrusted by Zhao Jueming to come to explain to the three people, Lu Xiaofeng was a step behind him, but it was a coincidence; he returned Lu Xiaofeng's salute, and left Zhao Jueming behind by the officials. The officials talked about heart-to-heart talks.

The three people had different reactions and mixed emotions, but without exception, they all sighed for Zhao Jueming's popularity.

Wu Qing just came here to convey this matter, and after informing the three of them, he nodded slightly and left without hesitation.

As the night gets darker, there is a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus as the night wind blows, looming; the full moon hangs high, and there is silence outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and everyone is waiting for the decisive battle to come.

At three o'clock in Haishi, those who were invited were allowed to climb to the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The people who could be invited were all extraordinary people, so Zhao Ji naturally didn't prepare wooden ladders for them, instead, he was very interested in watching people show their talents and ascend to the top of the Forbidden Peak with great interest.

At the end of the roof, Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan stood side by side, but they didn't seem overly familiar - Taifu Zhuge was standing obliquely behind the two of them. In order to prevent revealing the truth, Zhao Ji tried his best to restrain himself and not make him appear overly happy.

Zhao Huan was not worried at all, he was as calm as before.In the eyes of Grand Tutor Zhuge, he is neither flattered nor surprised; but in Zhao Ji's eyes, this is Ah Huan himself.

In the dream, the two passed away 20 years apart. Zhao Ji didn't know what his son had gone through, but the few years after waking up from the dream were enough for him to understand that Ah Huan was no longer the Ah Huan who was trapped in the Five Kingdoms City with him back then.

Zhao Ji's tolerance for Zhao Huan is far beyond ordinary people, and so is the tacit understanding between the two.

Bai Yutang and others leaped to the top of the Forbidden City, and the figures of the three people on the roof were so conspicuous that they could be seen at a glance.

The young swordsman who climbed to the top of the Forbidden City early waved to the friends who appeared one by one, as naturally and generously as when they met on the street, making the waved people feel like the other party is the owner of the Forbidden Top illusion.

Zhao Ji looked at Lu Xiaofeng and Wang Lianhua curiously, and the two who he was watching followed Bai Yutang to bow to him from a distance, then put away their hands together, and stood silently in place.

The two sides were far apart, Zhao Ji's eyes wandered around the girl in Xingyi, then drifted to the young man in Jiangyi beside him, and said, "That... is Miss Yunhuai?"

Grand Tutor Zhuge's eyebrows twitched.

Zhao Huan: "Yes."

Zhao Ji: "...is that the thousand-faced son?"

Zhao Huan: "Yes."

Zhao Ji's gaze drifted involuntarily to the Xingyi girl in the distance.

Although Zhuge Taifu couldn't see the expression on the official's face, he could sense the indescribable subtlety of the other party's long silence; Zhao Huan couldn't see it either, but he would have misunderstood the meaning.

"If the officials want to get to know Ah Huai, they can invite her here."

Zhao Ji hurriedly dismissed his son's thoughts: "No need! I...just have a look."

The art of disguise is exquisite, Zhao Ji has heard of it for a long time, but Wang Lianhua still surprised him... When the girl in Xingyi showed up just now, she behaved gracefully, but she didn't show the slightest masculinity.

Zhao Ji would rather watch from afar than face to face with that young man with thousands of faces.

And, more importantly,...

Zhao Ji: "Young Hero Jue Ming, are you Huan Yun and Miss Yun Huai as... Ah Huai?"

Zhao Huan nodded as a matter of course, he didn't think it was strange at all—he called Yu Tianbao A Tian, ​​and Yun Huai A Huai. If Wang Lianhua wanted to, he could even call the other party A Huai.

……

Zhao Ji is in a complicated mood.

Zhao Ji hesitated to speak.

Zhao Ji wanted to say, how decent is Cheng!

After thinking about it, Zhao Jiming was silent for a moment, then changed the subject.

The night is dark, the moon is as big as a cake, the audience has arrived, only the two protagonists of the decisive battle have not yet arrived.

People in Bianjing such as Su Mengzhen and Di Feijing were all invited to come here. It stands to reason that those who can receive invitations to appear here are all famous people in the world; Naturally, it's not surprising here - what's strange is that the other party is standing beside the official, looking friendly.

Su Mengzhen glanced at the officials and young people in the distance, then tilted her head slightly, passed the girl in Xingyi, and looked back at the top of the Forbidden City.

Ximen Chuuxue appeared with his sword.

Dressed in white clothes, Lie Li's expression is as cold as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, as his name suggests, the atmosphere around him is icy cold.

The top of the Forbidden City was extremely quiet, it seemed that everyone held their breath involuntarily for the upcoming decisive battle.

Ye Gucheng came slowly, his eyes were like cold stars, his face was pale... even his lips were pale.

The rumors in Bianjing seem to be true.

Zhao Jueming fought Ye Gucheng, and both were injured.But now, it seems that Ye Gucheng's injury is more serious.

Someone quietly looked at the crimson-clothed swordsman who stood silently, but the young man who was watched looked indifferent and did not make any reaction.

Ye Gucheng never gave the slightest look to anyone, only his opponent, Ximen Chuuxue.

Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, he didn't know who to look at.

He simply looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The full moon shines on the palace, and under the moonlight, everything has nowhere to hide.

Bathed in the same moonlight, an uninvited guest came to the prince's bedroom.

The night wind poured into the room from the wide open window, the curtain beside the bed swayed slightly in the wind, and the fragrance of tranquilizing incense swayed and floated out of the window, but the guards outside the hall didn't notice it.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes to be quiet, and the officials always let him go. Even if the Crown Prince thinks about things that are considered inappropriate by others, the Crown Prince can get what he wants.

There is only one person who can serve His Highness the Crown Prince nearby at night.

Tonight, the officials were very worried about the prince, so they sent the "very trustworthy" Zhang Jinshi to take care of His Royal Highness.

Standing by the window, Zhang Jinshi looked at the sword fairy dressed in white in awe, and called out in a low voice, "City Lord Ye."

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, but didn't speak.

His Royal Highness is still sleeping, breathing steadily and softly, he is unaware of what is happening outside.

There was a man standing outside the window, his face was similar to Zhao Huan's.

Prince Nan Wang stood outside the window, looked at the scene inside the house, and said softly:

"City Lord Ye."

The two consecutively called him City Lord Ye, both urging and threatening.

Ye Gucheng slowly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.