The grass is growing and the beards are flying. The festival is grand. The pure white figure comes on stage to pray, hoping for good weather throughout the year.

Burning incense is a thread, serving wine on it, and cows and sheep, fruits and vegetables are also offered. The people on the stage are as pious as they are, and they follow the royal family to burn incense one by one. The spring is so bright. The reciting caressed the spiritual deer beside him. He was originally in a relaxed mood, but when he saw the person who burned incense by the king, he stumbled slightly in his chest.

Although he could come because the spiritual deer recognized the master, he could not interfere in the affairs of Yicheng Fengtian. He could only stand in the distance and watch.

The incense burner was dressed in gorgeous clothes and his clothes were carefully taken care of. There were servants under him. The superior could listen to the teachings of the national teacher and behave majestic. He seemed to be the same person as the person in the mountains and forests at that time. He and him seemed to be people from two worlds.

"Snow, don't eat the grass seeds here. I'll take you to get some fruits and vegetables." Song turned around and held the spirit deer, and found a secluded place to feed the spirit deer in front of him.

Although Linglu is tall, she is docile. Even if she takes some small fruits from his hands, she is still cautious, for fear of hurting him.

Song couldn't help but touch its head, looked at the bright eyes and chuckled: "I really envy you, carefree."

"recite."

A familiar and unfamiliar tone came from behind him. Chan's body stiffened, his fingers tightened slightly several times before turning back. Although he knew that it was difficult for the two of them to return to the past, he was still sad and unforgettable when he saw him.

"The Great Prince." He bowed to the people who came to the court.

"You never called me that before." Wu Jue walked towards him, but the person who was originally very close to him subconsciously took a step back.

"In the past, I didn't know how to chant, and I would not dare to offend again in the future." Song grabbed the reins on Linglu's body and watched the people close by, leaving the sight.

This is the boundary, and it is always difficult to give up farewell to the past, but the past is the past, and it is useless to blindly stick to oneself.

"Do you want to draw a clear line with me?" Wu Jue stopped in front of him, his fists tightened slightly, "Some things are not what you imagined."

He lowered his eyes, his fingers still tightening: "What's that?"

He knew that he had hope for this person after all, and there were countless reasons for persuading himself, but sometimes he would not obey the truth because of the other person's words.

"The battle between royal power is very deep. The more you know, the more difficult it is to get out of this chaos. It's not that I don't want to tell you..." Wu Jue took a deep breath and looked at the person with a slightly red eye circle and said, "But you can't be in the open face. Can you understand?"

Song opened his eyes slightly, but couldn't help but look at his serious expression. The past was intertwined with his humiliation, and then gathered into the person with a frown in front of him: "I don't understand..."

He didn't understand why he couldn't say it. Since he came back here with him, he was naturally willing to bear it together. Whether it was danger or life, what could he say?

"Jue, have you put me in the same position as you?" Song asked directly at him.

Wu Jue reached out to touch him, but when he gently avoided him, he tightened his fingers and said, "I just want to protect you."

"Thank you, the eldest prince." Song did not get the answer he wanted, and seemed to understand that he was not the same person in this person's heart. He was just in a position that was protected by him and could only be protected by him. "No need."

Song tried to lead the spirit deer away, but Wu Jue grabbed his arm: "I'm here to tell you today to stay away from the national teacher."

Song Ben was about to struggle, but he frowned and looked at him: "He has never harmed me."

"It's not just about harming people. You can ascend to the position of national guru at such an age. Do you think he is really holy?" Wu Jue's eyes were a little angry.

"At least he won't force me to do something I don't like." Song looked at him and took a deep breath and said, "At least he never looked down on me, and I was just unclean in your eyes."

Wu Jue looked at him calmly, and when Song broke away his arm, he said, "You trust him more than me."

The steps of reciting stopped and the corners of his lips pursed: "Maybe."

He also didn't understand why the people who had said everything in the past now couldn't say any warm words when they met. They seemed to be giving up, and they seemed to be trying their best to see the other person's emotional changes, as if they could prove that they were important.

But the result is not in hope, nor is it unexpected.

Song held the rope and planned to leave, but heard the person behind him say: "Don't tell anyone about what is happening today, especially the national teacher."

His tone was filled with cold calmness. Song looked back gently, and when he looked at the other person's angry expression that was completely gone, he suddenly felt a little strange, very strange, so unfamiliar that he even felt that the other person was examining him.

"I will keep my mouth shut, you know." Song turned around and left.

Just like when he was chased by pursuers and faced with imprisonment, he did not reveal his position.

At that time, they were all strangers, and his distrust was understandable. Now... he is actually the same as at that time, and has never changed. It's just that he takes it for granted and he imagines it too beautifully.

They really can't go back to the past.

...

The ceremony of worshiping spring was very complete, and the return ceremony was as majestic as ever. Lanyue lived on the carriage, her eyes fell on Song, and she had a little thought in her eyes, but she did not ask.

Although the ceremonial guards are slow, there are always times when they arrive, and they are separated from the palace gates.

Kun moved his ears when he finally put his sword sheath with a long bamboo pole, and his hands shook, and the sword fell down again.

But he didn't care about the sword, but instead leaped on the window next to the stairs and looked out, looking at the vast team outside the palace, bared his teeth, jumped down the window and continued to reach his sword. If the master discovered it, he and the python would have to be chopped, especially him!

But at this time, the more anxious he was, the more he was, the more he was so busy that the rope tied to the end of the bamboo pole loosened and fell down without waiting for him to drag it back.

Kun: "…"

The car stopped in the holy land. Lianyue stepped on the stool and got out of the car, then came down, and stood quietly.

Lianyue looked at him and said, "Today, you should take Linglu back and rest first."

"Yes, thank you for the national master." Song raised his eyes and looked at him, bowed, turned around and took Linglu away.

Lianyue ordered the servants to pack up their belongings and carts and chase them away, only Qian followed behind him.

"The state of reciting is not right." Qian said, "Do you need to go and find out what happened?"

"No, it's nothing more than meeting the eldest prince." Lianyue entered the tower and planned to give him a bath, but turned to the stairs. "And it was a disagreement, which saved me a lot of trouble."

The sound of the carriage had disappeared, but the sound of climbing the tower was getting closer and closer. Kun could almost sweat quickly. When he finally tied the rope and put it out again, he heard the sound of the sword slashing on the ground.

God is really going to kill him!

Kun gritted his teeth and dragged his eyes out, jutting downstairs from time to time, and sweating began to appear on his back when he saw the white clothes.

[Host, Lele is back.] 1314 said.

But its words came out. The person who was originally sitting cross-legged in bed opened his eyes, transformed his body, and his five fingers disappeared instantly. An extremely tiny dragon was buried in the quilt. After rushing in it a few times, the barrier around slowly disappeared.

Lanyue's voice came over: "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" Kun held the bamboo pole in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, "No, I didn't do anything."

Lanyue looked up at the tools in his hand, and then looked at the bed covered with brocade quilt, and the tip of the black snake's tail was just taken back.

Kun glanced up with his eyes, and when he looked at the rope trap on the bamboo pole, he flashed in his mind: "I, I didn't want to get that snake, really!"

He really didn't think so!

But the posture of holding a bamboo pole in the left hand and holding a sword in the right hand. Plus the snake...

Kun's eyes widened when he looked at the couch. The snake was originally slumped on the couch, but now he even lifted the quilt and got in!

This is simply an obvious evidence of crime. As expected, snakes are all sinister and cunning.

Lanyue's expression was subtle, and her eyes swept across his sword sheath, and both of them were a little silent.

Qian said, "Master, he has neither the courage nor the heart nor the brain."

When he heard the previous comment, Kun still nodded repeatedly until he glared at the last comment, and silently withdrew his eyes to the master: "Master, I really don't think so."

"What Qian said makes sense." Lianyue climbed up to the high platform and said, "Tell me, what happened specifically, you say everything, I won't punish you."

"Yes." Kun bowed his fists, "When I got back here, I found that python. No, I found Xuan lying on the master's couch. I felt it was not good. What's so fun about this python? I just wanted to touch the tip of his tail..."

His voice was ups and downs. Lan Yue looked back at him, stopped by the couch and looked at the quilt above. When she lifted it, she looked at the snake protruding from it and smiled: "It's only spring, don't rush to warm my bed."

The snake on the bed was pitch black and as thick as the arms. Ordinary people must be frightened when they saw it. However, Lanyue touched its head and said, "Are you having fun?"

"...It was originally without a quilt, it must have been intentional when the owner came back." Kun muttered as he looked at the scene.

"You can't even play Xuan, don't you need to reflect on yourself?" Lianyue looked at Kun and said.

Kun: "…"

Zongque was kneaded and climbed up his shoulders along the arm of the man sitting beside the couch. Kun looked at the black python that was spitting out the snake letter and said, "Master, look, it still sticks its tongue at me!"

Lanyue took a deep breath and asked, "What abnormal movements are there in the tower today?"

"Nothing happens." Kun replied seriously and recalled carefully, "There is something."

"Say." Lianyue said.

"My spirit bead suddenly turned into powder." Kun said.

Lianyue tried to get up, but found that one side of her body was a little heavy. He looked at the snake pressing on her shoulder and said, "I'm dead, go down first."

Zongque climbed down from his shoulders, and Lianyue stood up and walked to the place where Kun pointed.

[Host, why don’t Lele discover it?!] 1314 is rolling around, so the cute host appears mainly, and it is definitely not the treatment you are now.

[Will be played to death.] Zongque said.

Although he once appeared in front of him in his childhood posture, he showed a kind side at that time, at most he touched his face and head. If he had such a bad temperament now, it would not be necessary.

1314 thinks there seems to be a little reason: [But Lele still can find it.]

For example, the spirit bead that was broken into Mo'er is a clue.

Zongque didn't say anything. This matter could be hidden for a while. Although it is impossible to hide it forever, it will not be exposed at least now.

Lanyue squatted and picked up the powder on the ground and put it on her fingertips to see. The spirit beads would break because the spiritual energy was sucked away and all of them were sucked in an instant.

"Master, what happened?" Kun asked as he looked at his somewhat serious expression.

Lanyue stood up and walked to the spirit beast egg next to the bamboo basket. The egg was not affected, and the vitality of the spiritual energy was not consumed.
To be continued...