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

Top of the Forbidden City.

Ye Gucheng raised his sword, and Ximen Chuuxue also raised the long sword in his hand.

The moonlight was cold, Ye Gucheng's face became paler, the veins on his neck were slightly visible, and his forehead hair was slightly wet - the action of raising the sword seemed to involve his injury, and the pain swept through his body, so that it was exposed.

Ximen Chuuxue was expressionless, as if he didn't realize it.

In the prince's bedroom, Ye Gucheng pulled out his sword, the piercing sword light flashed in the air, but there was more than one sword light.

When he drew his sword, the palace door suddenly opened, the night wind poured into the room, and the curtain fluttered.

Fang Yingkan appeared in the hall under the moonlight, holding the Blood River Sword in his hand.

Blood River Sword has a good name, but it is not a good-looking sword. The spine of the sword is curved, and the tip of the sword is skewed. Compared with the swords that ordinary people know, it is a bit weird; Surging blood.

Although the sword is not good-looking, it is full of evil spirit.

Fang Yingkan's shadow was reflected on the ground, he was wearing a white gauze woven by moonlight, smiling slightly, still showing his sincere and innocent appearance.

Zhang Jinshi was very astonished by the appearance of Fang Yingkan, and after the astonishment, he panicked.

Fang Yingkan should not have appeared here.

Tonight, the officials handed over the affairs of His Royal Highness to Zhang Jinshi, who never received the news that Fang Yingkan was also one of the guards.

Prince Nan's expression also changed.

The calming incense in the temple was scattered by the wind, and the smell became more intense, covering the sky and covering the earth, everywhere.

Fang Yingkan took the scene in front of him into his eyes, glanced past the blue-faced Prince Nan, and stopped on Ye Gucheng who was holding a long sword.

The air was silent for a while, and no one spoke.

It wasn't until Zhang Jinshi's legs went limp and fell to the ground due to the murderous aura pervading in the bedroom, and he made a loud noise, that the silence was broken.

Prince Nan Wang stared at Fang Ying and said, "City Master Ye—"

He looked at Ye Gucheng, and was shocked to realize that the sword in the opponent's hand was aimed at him at some point.

"My lord, let's capture him without a fight."

The son of the Southern Prince couldn't believe it: "Ye Gucheng! Do you know what your actions mean? Your Baiyun City——"

He asked loudly, with bluffing anger, and everyone present stared at him silently, but a soft question interrupted the calm atmosphere.

"What are you doing?"

This soft question is like a stone falling into a deep pool, but the voice of speaking is light and floating, like the spring breeze in March, carrying drizzle, floating in people's hearts.

His Royal Highness, who was supposed to be asleep, sat up at some point, propping his slightly bent right knee, with a lazy posture, but his face was expressionless after seeing this scene, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

No one answered him.

The Anshenxiang in the sleeping hall was still clearly audible, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the people present... Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who should have fallen asleep most because of the Anshenxiang, regained his sobriety.

Zhang Jinshi personally lit the Anshenxiang, and the Anshenxiang came from Nanwang. Ye Gucheng watched Nanwang pass the Anshenxiang to the dark guard with his own eyes, and the two of them were equally shocked.

His Royal Highness did not wait for a response, tilted his head in confusion, and said again: "You guys are very noisy."

Fang Yingwang came back to his senses, he saw Prince Nan and sighed in his heart that he was indeed like the prince, but after seeing Prince Nan's frightened look, he denied his thoughts.

Resemblance is resemblance to oneself, but it is only an appearance.

Now His Royal Highness is expressionless and looks like he is still asleep, but his tone and words cannot be imitated by others.

——has no resemblance to Prince Nan.

Fang Yingkan was full of thoughts in his heart, but smiled on his face and said:

"Your Highness, please wait a moment."

The atmosphere on the top of the Forbidden City is dignified.

The prelude to the decisive battle has already started, but the voice of "Ye Gucheng" seems to be lacking in energy when speaking. After a few words, there is more sweat on the forehead, and the white clothes around the waist are faintly revealing blood.

Zhao Ji looked at it with interest, he was not from the Jianghu, let alone a famous swordsman, he didn't understand and didn't bother to understand the principles of swordsmen, he just wanted to watch the fun at this time.

Zhao Huan kept staring at the blood on the waist of "Ye Gucheng", wondering what he was thinking.

Some people are looking at the swordsman in white, while others are looking at the swordsman in crimson.

Although Ximen Chuuxue seemed to turn a blind eye, ruthless and indifferent, he actually saw everything in his eyes.

Ye Gucheng was his approved opponent, and Ximen Chuuxue wanted a perfect decisive battle, so he made a decision after noticing the blood on Ye Gucheng's waist.

After Ye Gucheng recovered from his injury, he will fight again.

After he said these words, Ye Gucheng's complexion turned paler and he coughed a few times, but he could only watch the figure of Ximen Chuuxue fly away from the roof and fall into the shadows.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the shadow where Ximen Chuuxue disappeared, and heard Wang Lianhua say strangely: "The news of the decisive battle is spreading wildly, and the curtain is so simple...I don't know what this group of people are here for."

Bai Yutang: "Ye Gucheng is so seriously injured, Ximen Chuuxue will not allow a decisive battle in this situation."

This is true.

Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to see his friends duel, and he was powerless to stop it, even if it was only later, it was enough to make him feel relaxed.

Ye Gucheng was still coughing softly, his complexion was comparable to that of Su Mengzhen.

There seemed to be more blood on his waist.

Zhao Ji whispered a few words to Zhuge Zhengwo, and the latter stepped forward and said, "City Master Ye is seriously injured, why not rest in the palace for one night and let the imperial physician diagnose and treat you."

Zhuge Zhengwo is famous all over the world and has a lot of prestige. As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere on the field changed. Ye Gucheng stopped coughing, fell silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Thank you."

The decisive battle was over before it even started, and everyone left the arena in an orderly manner—it stands to reason that they should be angry if they came to the palace to watch the battle in the middle of the night but didn’t succeed, and instead wasted hours waiting for nothing—but in this situation Under the circumstances, no one would be angry, after all, even the officials waited patiently.

The three of Wang Lianhua were at the end, they were waiting for Zhao Jueming.

The young man in crimson clothes did not move for a long time, said a few words to Zhao Ji, turned around and waved to the three of them, telling them to go first.

Wang Lianhua understood: "The officials seem to want to keep him."

Lu Xiaofeng was slightly stunned, but Bai Yutang quickly thought of something, paused, and said: "Since he wants to stay, let's leave."

Wang Lianhua is very sensitive: "Do you know why the officials want to keep him?"

Bai Yutang turned around and left, Wang Lianhua followed behind him and asked, Lu Xiaofeng waved at Zhao Jueming, and followed the two to leave.

They left the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Wang Lianhua was still asking, Bai Yutang was finally overwhelmed, and said briefly: "Zhao Huan...His Royal Highness is about the same age as Zhao Jueming, the officials probably want His Highness to meet him."

The fact that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not recovered from his long illness has spread among the people since years later, but he is located in a deep palace and has nothing to do with the Jianghu affairs. Wang Lianhua and Lu Xiaofeng never cared about it.

Wang Lianhua: "When you get along with the prince, do you always call him by his first name?"

Bai Yutang: "So what?"

Wang Lianhua said inexplicably: "It seems that the prince is a very friendly person."

Bai Yutang did not deny it.

Getting along with Zhao Huan sometimes makes people forget his identity.

Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan walked side by side, Zhuge Zhengwo and Ye Gucheng stood behind them, and the group was walking towards the Yang Palace which is the closest to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

At this time, Zhao Ji should have rested, but now that the decisive battle is over, Zhao Ji still did not go back to rest, and even pretended to be going to accompany Ye Gucheng to heal his injuries.

This made "Ye Gucheng" a little confused.

It is unreasonable for Zhao Jueming to go with him, but now Zhao Ji has to accompany him to heal his wounds...

When "Ye Gucheng" realized something was wrong, he was already surrounded by layers of people, unable to fly.

Ruthlessly pushed the wheelchair out of the shadows, first saluted the officials and Zhuge Zhengwo, and then looked at "Ye Gucheng".

"Your Excellency, please catch me without a fight."

He didn't call City Lord Ye, but "Your Excellency".

"Ye Gucheng" twitched slightly, wanting to fight again at the end, swiped his sword and slashed, Zhao Ji was shocked, jumped back two steps, Zhao Huan raised his sword to meet——

Two cold lights flashed, the sound of collision was deafening, the long sword fell to the ground, and the man pretending to be Ye Gucheng stared at Zhao Huan coldly.

The young man in crimson who was being stared at slowly put the Qiushuang sword back into the scabbard, and looked at him: "Don't look at me like that, you are not as good as City Lord Ye, of course you can't beat me."

Men don't speak.

Zhao Huan commented again: "But you are also a talent."

As for what kind of talent it is, Zhao Huan did not say it.

Zhao Ji waved his hand, the man was tapped on the acupoints, and then was escorted away by the arresters of the Shenhou Mansion; Cold Blood glanced at Zhao Jueming who was beside the official from a distance, and left with the arresters together with Tie Shou.

Wu Qing and Zhuge Zheng stayed with me.

Zhao Ji deliberated, and tried to say something that fit the current scene and identity, and said to Zhao Huan: "Young Xia Jueming... Would you like to stay and have a look?"

Zhuge gave me a good meal, feeling a little surprised by Zhao Ji's decision.

Zhao Jueming asked: "... Is it okay if I stay?"

Zhao Ji looked at Zhuge Zhengwo, his eyes showed the intention of asking, the latter thought for a while, nodded and said: "This is a big matter, please young man to keep everything that happens after that secret."

Zhao Jueming nodded: "I understand. I just want to know why City Lord Ye is a fake and where is the real City Lord Ye—even if he leaves the palace, he will never mention this to anyone."

His promise was very earnest. Zhuge Zheng, Wu Qing, and I understood that Zhao Jueming was a man who kept his promises, so we relaxed slightly; Don't tell him that."

Zhao Jueming was stunned by this thoughtless addition, and nodded hesitantly.

"No matter who it is, I will not reveal it."

Several people reached a consensus, and Zhao Ji led Zhao Huan to walk happily to the imperial study immediately.

Wuqing and Zhuge looked at each other and followed silently.

Royal study.

Fang Yingkan stood side by side with Ye Gucheng, while Nanwang Shizi and Zhang Jinshi stood on the same side with the fake city lord. Two of them were ashen-faced, and one paled in panic.

The counterfeit has been peeled off, revealing an ordinary face that no one has ever seen before.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood by the desk staring at the empty space in a daze.

The face of the prince of the Southern Prince was so similar to him, but His Royal Highness did not react at all. When he changed into clothes and came to the imperial study with Fang Yingkan and others, he also looked plain.

He didn't seem to wake up, and he kept his eyes down and distracted while waiting for the work on the top of the Forbidden City in the imperial study.

When Leng Xue stepped into the imperial study room, he was really shocked to see His Highness the Crown Prince, but the latter smiled at him, and then started to be dazed again.

When Zhao Ji entered the room, he was not surprised when he saw the prince. Instead, he softly blamed him for not sitting down, and his words showed his fatherly heart.

Leng Xue stood outside the door, Zhao Huan nodded towards him, passed him by, crossed the threshold, and stood by the door.

Most people were surprised by Zhao Jueming's appearance.

Zhao Ji spoke at the right time, and said cordially to His Royal Highness, "That young man is Zhao Jueming. Ah Huan said that he has admired him for a long time, so I invited him here."

His Royal Highness looked at the young man in crimson clothes by the door, his eyes were slightly bright, and he smiled at the latter: "I have admired your name for a long time."

The young man in crimson clothes was half a beat behind, and nodded in response in a daze.

He felt something was wrong.

The puppet prince followed his gaze like a shadow, and after Zhao Ji spoke, with a legitimate reason, the puppet would stare at Zhao Huan from time to time.

The system said: [The fledgling plot plus trust in the owner... You are the first person it sees when it opens its eyes, and its behavior pattern and thinking logic are established according to your template.One word, I like you. 】

Zhao Huan spent at most an hour face-to-face with the puppet. He slipped out of the palace after everything had been arranged. He really didn't know that the puppet still had this problem.

But harmless.

Zhao Huan thought deeply.

In this way, the friendship between "Zhao Jueming" and His Royal Highness seems to be more logical.