MTL - The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou-Chapter 22

At this time, within the imperial city, when the prince’s East Palace is in a suffocating silence, the palace eunuchs serving inside and outside are cold sweats, two battles. The atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

It’s not for anything else, but the famous Ming Dynasty goddess, the cold face Raksha, which shocked hundreds of miles on the border of Mobei, and the prince of the sacred priest who is now the sacred priest, is in the East Palace.

Jing Hao’s body was held with a negative hand, and the voice could not hear a slight bit of emotion. He said: “There is a cloud in the art of war. If you are in the battlefield and wait for the enemy, then you will fight in the battlefield, so the good warrior will People do not want to be human. This sentence means that the first opportunity on the battlefield can be preemptive, and those who delay the fighter will be passive."

In the hand of His Royal Highness, the hand of the Prince Edward shook a golden jade fan, squinting his eyes and squinting his face. He slowly interrupted: "And slow, these tactics are too mysterious, the temple still doesn't understand much, please ask the uncle to be fine." Is it good to break it down?"

Jing Wei asked: "Don't ask the name of the Prince."

Jing Sheng said with a smile: "This temple does not understand every sentence."

In the hall, because of his words, it will be frozen for a moment, and a few courageous little ladies have been scared to the ground, even if they are standing, they have already shaken.

"It turns out that," Jing Hao slightly decapitated.

He turned and walked to the book case, and took out a thick "Ancient Language Annotation Dictionary" and threw it in front of Jing Sheng. "The current qualifications of His Royal Highness Prince Edward should be learned from the basics. It is not suitable for studying the art of war. Send it to the palace, the king will check it word by word, if there is a mistake, the course will double."

Jingsheng’s face changed and asked: “What does this mean for Uncle Huang, I don’t know what the temple is doing wrong, need to be punished by the Emperor?”

Jing Hao said: "His Royal Highness did not do anything wrong."

"that--"

"His Royal Highness is correct, but the King is an acute child," Jing Hao said coldly. "It’s just that I didn’t expect His Royal Highness to be so blunt. If you want to learn the art of war, then according to the rules of the king, if the Prince is not willing to cooperate, It’s also simple. Please ask the emperor to unload the prince’s prince Tai Fu’s post, or to humiliate the king’s name.”

Jing Sheng rose his face and angered: "Yong Prince you -!"

Jing Hao taunted and smiled: "It is too late, and the minister has retired first. Don't forget to copy the "Annotation of the Great Ceremony".

He did not hesitate to turn and left, and he stayed in the East Palace to jump.

......

Su Shi spent a whole afternoon at Jingjing’s site, and the mood change could be summed up as: panic-tension--sleepy-waking up--boring.

When people are extremely bored, they will become more and more courageous. Su Shi uses his own practical actions to prove that this sentence is not only a hole in the wind, but a certain scientific basis!

He pondered that he had come to the world for several days. When he heard the words of Jing Hao, he was embarrassed, resulting in no progress in the mission. He could not continue to fall, he must rise! He wants to conquer the scenery with charm!

The system slapped him mercilessly: "Wait until your legs don't shake."

Su Shi: "..."

This is a normal physiological response!

In order to show his determination, Su Shi took the case and went straight to the backyard, climbing a nearly two-meter-high wall along a tree neck in the corner. Yes, the main hall of the Molin Temple and the back garden of the partial temple are connected together, and only the wall is separated in the middle.

In other words, as long as you turn over this wall, you can sneak into the bedroom of Jingjing without knowing it!

He rides on the wall and is called a passionate feeling, as if the whole world is kneeling at his feet. The palace of the Queen is close to him. When he finds out the temper of this person, he is afraid that he can not find his weakness and break it one by one. ?

Su Shi filled his fist with confidence, as if he had seen the dawn of hope.

A big sweeper of the sweeping woman asked: "Hey old Liu head, do you see if someone is riding on the fence?"

When he said that he was late, Su Shi fell down in a beautiful posture because he was scared. He just fell to the ground with his limbs, and he groaned and licked his mouth. He did not dare to make a sound.

But I heard the old woman say, "How come you haven't seen it? Just saw it."

The old Liu head teased her: "The sky is so dark, don't read it wrong. In the temple, only the new Wang Hao Niangniang is living. I heard that it is the son of Shangshu adults. It is so delicate, and does nothing for climbing trees for no reason. ”

When the two men went farther, the son of the delicate Shangshu adults slowly climbed up from the ground, calmly picking off the weeds on the head and limping into Jingjing’s palace.

He thought with a sigh of relief that everything is not going well today, or it is a quick fix.

As soon as the door was opened, he felt a cool breeze blowing over the back, this familiar ominous premonition!

There were only a few faint candlesticks in the house. Compared with the lights in the temple, the palace looked gloomy and deserted. It was like Jingjing, which made people feel cold and guilty from the bottom of their hearts.

He picked up a candlestick on the table and went inside. The more he walked, the more he felt wrong.

If the temple is a small luxury house with hardcover luxury villas, then this is the ordinary two-bedroom and one-bedroom affordable suite. The gap is not too clear. With the current status and prestige of Jingjing, is it necessary to grieve yourself? Or does he like this simple and unpretentious style?

Su Shi told the system: "Is it the kind of man who lives in the world of martial arts, but who is eager to cultivate the wind in the past? What a strange attribute!"

system:"……"

What Su Shi just wanted to say, suddenly caught something on his ankle, and suddenly fell to the ground, the candlestick in his hand was extinguished because of the violent impact.

He reached out and groped on the ground. It seemed to be a slender chain. It was very strong. I didn't know what the material was. It had a deep chill on it, as if it could invade the bone marrow. He subconsciously threw the thing away, fingertips. It still retains the strange cold touch.

Why is there such a thing in Jing’s house? And still at the bedside...

He didn't have time to think about it, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure slowly approached. He couldn't see the other person's appearance in the dark, but he knew that this person was a sight.

The ancient black waves of the ancient wells, even at night, are cold and cold.

Jing Hao did not approach him directly, but turned a corner and lit the lights in the room, and soon the dark room was filled with soft light.

Su Shi does not feel warm, he instincts what terrible things will happen next.

At this time, he sat down on the ground, wearing a huge red dress in the morning, a messy black long hair scattered on his shoulders, bright full lips like the full moon in May, a pair of innocent water Wang Wang’s round eyes stared at the scene, with imperceptible prayers.

He whispered: "I, I am hungry, I want to eat, but nobody cares about me, I just look over the wall, but I have not found it here..."

Su Shi said to himself, Jing Hao did not give him a little bit of response, calmly lit the last candle light.

He went to Susie and looked at him in a condescending manner, slowly saying: "This king heard that you lost your memory, and your brain is not alive."

Su Shi didn't say anything, because a fool wouldn't admit that he was stupid, so he just blinked blindly.

"In fact, it's really good or fake. The king doesn't care about this." He slowly said: "What the king wants is just a person who will never leave and will not betray."

"..." Dad you really have a pursuit!

In front of Su Shi, Jing Hao Xu Xuan picked up a strand of hair on his shoulder and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. He said, "I should have picked you up in person today, but I was temporarily dragged by some things. Are you angry?"

Su Shiba shook his head and shook his head, like a little squirrel.

pissed off? He dares it!

Jing Hao’s deep black sputum leaked a smile, although it was very shallow, but he could see that he was in a good mood at this time.

He stared at Su Shi's slick eyes and whispered: "This king has a gift for you."

Without waiting for Su Shi to answer, he had already taken his hand and opened the long sleeves of Su Shi, revealing the slender and white wrist. The last time he was in Shangshufu, the scars left by his bullying were still faintly visible.

He raised an eyebrow and asked: "Is it still hurting?"

Su Shi nodded, and the squat was full of fear, struggling to recover his hand, but he was firmly grasped and unable to move.

So I whispered: "Bad man, why bully me, it hurts, the last time it hurts... the husband..."

Jing Hao’s movements were slightly stunned. I only felt that my heart was scratched by the lightness, and it was slightly itchy.

He looked at Su Shi and asked: "Whoever teaches you."

Su Shi honestly replied: "...the mother taught, she said that the other people call you the five kings, but I want to call you, husband."

Jing Hao hangs his eyelashes, and gently licks his lips and says: "The nerd, so I sold your mother. If she knew it, she was afraid of dying."

Su Shi, a simple and ignorant look, carefully retracted his hand, but was pulled into his arms by Jing Jing, and then suddenly a cold on his wrist, already has a silver bracelet.

It was the connection with the chain that had previously collapsed Su Shi, and the chill of the wind rushed into his body.

Jing Hao took his wrist and looked at it for a moment, saying: "It's a good fit."

Su Shi wants to cry without tears, but on the face is ignorantly looking at Jing Hao, in exchange for a gentle kiss.

"In this way, you can't run anymore," he said.