At night, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

There was still a light in Jingyan's house. He sat on a chair, holding a volume of the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" compiled from the parcel of the Scriptures.

According to the usual rules, there shouldn't be any more books in the Taiqing Palace, so as not to read Jing Yan and have a rebellious intention. Emperor Yuande issued a verdict to the Daokou, saying that he would allow the Dian to bring some Buddhist scriptures to the deposed prince when he was delivering things to the government. He ordered him to recite them every day to save the resentful spirits who died in vain because of the Chen family.

A gust of breeze passed by, and the candlelight as big as beans swayed slightly on the window paper, and suddenly became much brighter.

Jing Yan raised his eyes, but in a flash, a man in black leaned down in front of him and knelt down, asking slowly: "What's the important thing?"

The man in black was the secret guard who was placed beside the emperor during his lifetime. He was originally sent by Emperor Yuande to monitor Jing Yan. However, because he was afraid that the relationship would be too close and it was difficult to hide his feet, he agreed to tell him about daily affairs by letter, unless something really happened that needed to be reported. And today he had received the letter, and no matter what, the secret guard should not come again.

The secret guard's voice was low and hoarse, but he couldn't hide his joy. He kowtowed and reported: "I just got the news from outside that the young general was forced to fall off the cliff and did not die. He had contacted people from the southern border."

The young general is named Chen Sang, and is Chen Ming's old son, Jing Yan's uncle. He is nine years older. Because his mother passed away early, his elder sister is like his mother, almost raised by Empress Chen. Chen Sang has been outstanding since childhood. He can follow Chen Ming to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, killing enemies and drinking blood, which is no worse than the soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time. However, because of the Chen family and Emperor Yuande, he was sent to the palace to be a guard for several years, only two years ago.

He left the palace and rushed to the battlefield again, with many military achievements. Last autumn, there was a great chaos in the southern border. Chen Sang volunteered to Ying, and the battle situation was very good, but he died there unexpectedly. Later, the Chen family overturned, and Chen Sang was revealed again. He was defiled and had once colluded with the enemy of the thief leader in the southern border. He was pushed off the cliff because of uneven distribution of spoils. Everyone knows that Chen Sang made a vow when he was five years old to be loyal to the king and the country, and he was indeed dead, but he could not even keep his innocence after his death.

Jing Yan didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he turned a page of Buddhist scriptures. It was the only sound in this quiet dark night.

The secret guard secretly looked up and glanced at Jing Yan with his own eyes.

Jing Yan closed the Buddhist scriptures, and the candlelight not far away jumped in his pupils, as if it was bright and extinguished.

He whispered softly: "Does my uncle plan now from the news from the southern Xinjiang tell me what he is planning? He wants to take revenge, and he has his own arrangements. If so, as usual, if he wants to make trouble for the wronged, he will be killed directly in southern Xinjiang and accompany his grandfather and mother, and there is no need to struggle in this world anymore."

The secret guards shook all over and didn't dare to say anything more. The Chen family was together with more than 100 people, and in the end, there was only one Chen Sang who had recovered from the dead.

Jing Yan smiled again and asked, "Fourteen, what did you say?"

It is said that Empress Chen was very beautiful when she was young and was different from others. When burning incense in the Great Bear Temple, she was praised by the host for the great beauty in the world, but she looked very good at Buddhahood. Jing Yan Xiaomu looked like the Buddha when she smiled slightly, just like the Buddha's expression when she was compassionate.

But he had known for a long time that the prince was not a Buddha, but an evil ghost.

The secret guard was named Xiao Shisi. He was the person who was placed by Empress Chen by the emperor more than ten years ago. At that time, the emperor and Empress were newlywed, and Emperor Yuande had never experienced the failed imperial command. It was a love and a bondage. They were rarely thought of their children. They took advantage of the lack of official duties for a day and went out for a walk in the early spring. On the way, they met a group of gangsters. The secret guards around Emperor Yuande revealed their fortunes and were remembered by Empress Chen. She thought for a long time, but she still did not let go of her guard and found an opportunity to send several orphans who had grown up in the Chen family and were old-fashioned.

She thought that if her affection with Emperor Yuande remained unchanged in the next ten years, she would tell the other party about this and apologize in person.

But Emperor Yuande was unable to survive for two years because of her and the Chen family’s wishes.

Most of the children who died during the process of growing up were not left, among which Xiao Shisi was the highest grade and often accompanied the emperor. Last autumn, when Jing Yan was fourteen, the border was in a hurry. Some people colluded with foreign thieves in the southern border, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil, and the people were already living in poverty. At that time, Chen Ming had already put down his military power not long ago and was at home to support his elderly care. After hearing this news, he asked to go to war when he was in court, but was rejected by Emperor Yuande for his old age and sickness, and no longer allowed the Chen family to be infected with military power.

Xiao Shisi risked his life to get the real news about southern Xinjiang from the emperor, which is much worse than reporting now. Because it is too important, he personally reported to the queen.

When the queen saw the grief, she couldn't bear it. She wanted Chen Sang to go to war against the emperor's will and quell the war. At that time, the relationship between the emperor and the Chen family was already very tense, and it was only after the revocation of military power to ease, but the queen was still willing to do this again, which really made Xiao Shisi relieved.

He saw the prince coming from the small Buddhist temple. The cloak he took off was soaked with sandalwood, with a slight curling atmosphere of fireworks.

Jing Yan glanced at the secret letter he handed over, but refused to allow Chen Sang to ask for the order again. The queen asked him, and Jing Yan pointed to the secret letter and said, "If you ask for the order again, you will indeed be approved. But by this time next year, there will be no Chen family again."

Empress Chen didn't know that the situation was so bad, nor did she know that Emperor Yuande was cruel, and she was still thinking about Nanjiang. She looked at him and smiled bitterly, "You don't look like the Chen family."

The prince has been calm and restrained since childhood, which is unpredictable. Empress Chen sometimes feels that he looks very much like Emperor Yuande when he was young, but he is even deeper.

Jing Yan was fourteen years old at that time. He only smiled slightly when he heard this, "My son is not surnamed Chen. Besides, all sentient beings suffer, what does it have to do with the lonely?"

From then on, Xiao Shisi knew that his master was an evil ghost, and he neither sympathized with sentient beings nor survived disasters. He was a sharp knife, and the blade was always external, just to hurt people.

Over the years, Qiao Yu is the only exception.

Even Queen Chen didn't know what he thought about Qiao Yu.

After Xiao Shisi left, Jing Yan turned over a few more pages of Buddhist scriptures, but he was not very calm. He seemed to have thought for a moment, picked up the lantern and headed towards the side hall.

Jing Yan opened the door and the lights were indeed bright. He walked to the bedside, and there was no curtain around him. He could see Qiao Yu who had fallen asleep early at a glance. He raised his head, his cheeks were slightly red, his mouth was open, and his saliva was flowing, and he looked innocent and cute.

He was spoiled and soft, never wary, and was a little selfish, but he was always willing to share it with his prince.

There has never been a child like Qiao Yu in the palace. Perhaps every child is born kind, but before he grows up here, he has long lost his innocence.

Qiao Yu is very unique, he shines in the dark.

This was the first time Jing Yan saw it three years ago, as if he had seen a little sun.

Jing Yan bent down slightly, and his fingertips carefully depicted Qiao Yu's smooth and plump forehead, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, lips, and finally slid along the pointed chin to a thin and small neck that could be held by one hand.

He is so fragile. As long as he exerts a little force, the light on his body will disappear in this world.

Suddenly, Qiao Yu frowned. Maybe because she was uncomfortable, she thought there was a mosquito on her neck. She slapped Jing Yan's back with a "splash". She was very ignorant of the superiority and inferiority of the upper and lower parts.

Jing Yan smiled, gently took out the little rabbit that Qiao Yu was holding in his arms and stuffed it under the pillow, put the little feet exposed outside back into the quilt, looked at the candlelight again, and then left with the lantern.

He knew that he didn't want to extinguish the light.
Chapter completed!