The emperor is as beautiful as jade

Chapter 14 The Truth

Through the thin hole in the crack of the rockery, Xiao Lin saw a scene he will never forget in his life.In astonishment, he almost cried out.

In the opposite corner, Xiao Zhiyi's white clothes fluttered, and he stood with bare hands. His smooth black hair was not curled up like in the daytime, but let it hang freely, like a waterfall fluttering gently in the breeze.

The face is like a crown of jade, the makeup is exquisite, and the temperament of the whole body is definitely not comparable to the rouge and vulgar fans in the world.Xiao Zhiyi possessed a peerless beauty, with every frown and frown, he was as glamorous as a fairy in the sky.

Beside an inconspicuous small tree, Xiao Zhiyi stood quietly, with his head lowered, he couldn't see his expression clearly.But judging from his stubbornly pursed thin lips, he must be in a bad mood.

Xiao Lin's heart shuddered violently, as if the heavenly and magnificent scene was in front of him, and he couldn't move his eyes any longer.The black eyes suddenly turned deep, locked tightly on the beauty emperor uncle, and his heart was pounding nervously.

Uncle Huang, so beautiful, how could a man be so beautiful...

Although Xiao Lin didn't have any thoughts that he shouldn't have, after all, he was still so amazed by Xiao Zhiyi, he hid behind the rockery in a daze.

In the next second, Xiao Zhiyi's actions startled Xiao Lin, who was peeping at the beautiful scenery, and then a deep heartache came like a surging wave——

On the other side of the rockery, Xiao Zhiyi suddenly raised his head, a look of sadness appeared on his handsome and elegant face, as if tears had flowed down not long ago.Leaves a faint trace of water.

He slowly raised his hand, gently brushing the green leaves, one by one, as if he was touching the most precious thing, so cherished, so dignified.

A low voice came to my ears: "Xiaoyi...Xiaoyi...Xiaoyi..."

Xiao Yi is his nickname.I don't know who ever called him that.Xiao Zhiyi, who is now the Supreme Ninth Five Emperor, how many people dare to call him that?

He no longer hears others calling his name, and only hears panicked "Emperor", will he miss the sorrow?

Xiao Zhiyi's bright red thin lips were not loose or tight, but the stubbornness in the past now reveals a deep loneliness and loneliness.In the charming fox eyes, the water waves are full of longing and moving.

Seeing this scene and hearing this call, Xiao Lin felt a sharp pain in his heart.He didn't know what happened to him either.He would actually feel that Xiao Zhiyi at this moment is very sad, very... fragile?

The black pupils darkened, Xiao Lin blinked his red eyes, and stared at Xiao Zhiyi's slightly thin back without blinking.

In my mind, I can't help but think of Su Dongpo's poems from the previous dynasty: I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold to be high.

Such a slender and thin body, standing in the summer night breeze, the skirts fluttering, and the ink hair dancing.Such an honorable position, sitting alone on a dragon chair, above ten thousand people, admired through the ages.

It's too cold to be high, it's too cold to be high...

Xiao Lin felt that his nose was a little sore, and his heart was so warm and cold that he wanted to shiver.Could it be that the emperor's uncle spent this day alone in previous years?

Hiding in a small corner of the imperial garden where no one was paying attention, facing a small tree without any emotion, with lonely and deep eyes, streaming crystal clear and stubborn tears, calling out his name in a low voice?

Today, what day is it?What is the special meaning?

Xiao Lin wept.For many years, he had not shed tears, but at this moment, Xiao Lin found that he could not control his emotions.Soreness, swelling, pain.

Xiao Lin suddenly felt that maybe the distance between him and Xiao Zhiyi was not very far.Only then did he remember that Xiao Zhiyi was only eight years younger than him.Although he has no father or mother, he still has the uncle Xiao Zhiyi.

But what about Xiao Zhiyi?Who else is beside him?Who else can he rely on?When he is tired and weak.

For a moment, the grown up Xiao Lin really wanted to go forward and gently hugged the uncle who was still calling his name to a small tree.Tell him, don't be sad, and him.

But it was only a momentary thought, Xiao Lin didn't have the guts to really disturb Xiao Zhiyi at this moment.Such a noble and arrogant uncle found out that he was peeping, so why not just send him to the execution ground!

Taking another deep look at Xiao Zhiyi who was alone and sad, Xiao Lin wiped his eyes and prepared to leave, not wanting Xiao Zhiyi to discover his existence.

But who would have thought that at this moment, Xiao Lin, who had just turned around, was about to leave, when he brushed a thorny tree with sharp hooks unnoticed, causing him to reflexively yell "Ah"...

"Who is here?!" Xiao Zhiyi called out in shock from the other side of the rockery.

Xiao Lin was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.Without even thinking about it, he quickly clutched the scratched back of his hand and ran away in a panic.Just kidding, if the uncle finds him, he will be ready to die in the Punishment Division!

Xiao Lin ran in a hurry with a guilty conscience, he didn't even know when the jade fan on his body fell from his arms and landed on the side of the rockery.

Behind him, Xiao Zhiyi quickly appeared. Although no one was seen, he caught sight of a jade fan.Picking it up and looking at it, anger rolled in his eyes immediately.On the jade fan, there are handwritings belonging to King Xiao-"Jun Wang" in three ink characters, which are bold and unrestrained.

Holding the jade fan tightly, Xiao Zhiyi's handsome face was icy cold, staring at the path ahead with gritted teeth, ashamed and indignant as if he wanted to kill someone.

This brat, how dare he—how dare he!Ahhh!He will never let him go!

"Ah!" Xiao Lin, who fled back to the palace in a hurry, sneezed loudly at the gate of Jingzhang Palace.Touching his nose, he quickly went in and got into the bed.It seems that Prince Yu was also quite surprised this time.

On the bed, the room was dark with the candles blown out.Xiao Lin opened his big bright eyes, Xiao Zhiyi's face flashed over and over again in his mind, with faint tears.Heart, thumping still.

Forbearing, stubborn, proud, withdrawn, fragile, sad... which one is the real Xiao Zhiyi?Xiao Lin was deeply confused.

That night, Xiao Lin had a big dream, and the dream was full of Xiao Zhiyi's figure and expression.He even dreamed of the rare smile that Xiao Zhiyi showed him when he was eight years old.

Qingqingxiuxiu, overwhelming country and city, when he smiled slightly, Xiao Lin was so surprised that he was already drunk, and he couldn't help laughing in his sleep.

Uh, no matter how you look at it, Duke Xiao is also very stupid, isn't he?

On the second day, Xiao Lin came to the Imperial Study Room in an uneasy mood, and studied with Taifu Ji.Xiao Zhiyi didn't know why he went to court for a long time this morning, and he came to the imperial study to read books after a long time.

Xiao Lin was reviewing the text, feeling puzzled in his heart.What's going on, the emperor usually sits on the seat in front of the imperial study room at this time, why hasn't he come today?

Xiao Lin woke up this morning with his right eyelid twitching non-stop, probably because of a guilty conscience, now he is so nervous that he can't calm down and focus on the text at all.

After a long time, Xiao Zhiyi was long overdue in wearing the imperial robe.With a sullen handsome face, he sat down on his seat without saying a word, and picked up a volume of poetry to read.

Xiao Lin secretly looked at Xiao Zhiyi's expression, seeing that there seemed to be nothing wrong with him as usual, so he let go of his heart slightly.

Fortunately, Uncle Huang didn't notice him!Xiao Lin heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and was ready to concentrate on listening to Taifu Ji's explanation of the book.At this time, Xiao Zhiyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Teacher Ji, you go out first." The tone was cold, "King Yujun, come to me with a book of poems."

Xiao Lin was startled, thinking that Xiao Zhiyi was going to spot-check his homework, he couldn't help complaining secretly.Taifu Ji gave Xiao Lin a sympathetic look and went out, and there were only Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhiyi in the imperial study.

"Yes, Uncle Huang." Xiao Lin stood up bravely, walked up to Xiao Zhiyi, and tightly squeezed the hand holding the poem book.

Uneasy, Xiao Lin is not like his father, Xiao Zhili, who is versatile in both civil and military affairs. He only likes martial arts, not literature.Every time Xiao Zhiyi randomly checks his homework, it is no less than a kind of torture to him.

Xiao Zhiyi glanced at Xiao Lin coldly, snorted, and stretched out his hand: "The book is for me."

Xiao Lin did the same, Xiao Zhiyi flipped through casually, his indifferent look seemed very leisurely, but Xiao Lin was sensitive to find that Xiao Zhiyi today is different from the past.He seemed more irritable.

Xiao Lin wailed in his heart: It's over, he might be doomed today.

Sure enough, Xiao Zhiyi raised his slender eyebrows, and said in a clear and clear voice: "The article 'The way of the university lies in Ming Mingde', you learned it from Master Ji, right? Now recite it to me?"

Xiao Zhiyi's face was cold, his brows were furrowed again, as if to say: Xiao Lin, if you can't keep your back up, you will die!

Xiao Lin broke out in a cold sweat, his heart fluttered.No matter how you look at it today, the emperor seems to be looking for faults!There is no way, the poor His Royal Highness can only honestly look at his back.

Fortunately, he had just learned this article from Taifu Ji, so even if he didn't like it, he still had some impressions.

"The way of great learning lies in Ming Mingde, being close to the people, and stopping at the ultimate good. After knowing and stopping, there is steadiness, after steadiness, there is tranquility, after tranquility, one can be at peace, after being at ease, one can worry, and after worrying, one can gain. Things have their roots and their ends, and things have their own Always. Knowing the sequence is the shortest way. In ancient times, those who wanted to make their virtue known to the world first ruled their country. Those who wanted to rule their country first ordered their families. Those who wanted to order their families first cultivated their bodies. Those who want to rectify their minds first. Those who want to rectify their minds..."

Oops!I forgot the words!Xiao Lin's heart beat faster, and he racked his brains trying to think back: "Those who want to straighten their hearts... those who want to straighten their hearts..." What is behind it! ?

Xiao Linjun, the elder with a droopy face, buried his head in cold sweat.It's over, it's over, he's dead now.The emperor's uncle is usually so strict with him, but this time he failed to recite the text, so he will not punish him to death!

"Uncle, Xiao Lin made a mistake, Xiao Lin couldn't memorize it, please punish him..." Huh, he hates poetry books, he really hates poetry books!

Xiao Linshi lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Zhiyi again, and anxiously waiting for Xiao Zhiyi's punishment.

However, Xiao Zhiyi was out of Xiao Lin's budget, and asked gently: "Don't worry, think about it carefully, what should those who want to correct their hearts do?"

The emperor's uncle's tone was too gentle, Xiao Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered an old saying: If you are courteous without reason, you are either treacherous or deceitful.cry!

Xiao Lin lifted up the hem of his brocade clothes wisely, kowtowed, and said pitifully, "Uncle Emperor, if you are angry, you should just speak up, Xiao Lin is willing to accept your punishment."

Very good, what the little nephew said is straightforward enough, and honest enough.

Xiao Zhiyi's feigned gentleness faded instantly, his fox eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and squeezed the poem scroll in his hand.Staring at the boy with an innocent face in the hall, the wind blowing beside him was frighteningly cold.

Poor Xiao Lin, because of an unintentional... er, well, then it was a deliberate peep, and I don't know how to be punished by the iceberg beauty emperor uncle?

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