Houfu Key Class

After a long time, Zong Jincheng subconsciously rolled his eyes when he heard this name again. The scene when Luo Jingfeng almost strangled him before he went on the expedition was still vivid in his mind.

"The big traitor," said the little devil.

The prince paused and asked: "He has just made great contributions to the court, and the entire court and people are praising him. Why do you evaluate him like this?"

Zong Jincheng curled his lips and said: "Is the one who wins the battle a good person? He is arrogant and domineering. Even if he bullies me, he still bullies His Highness and despises the imperial power. That is a big traitor."

The prince remained silent and did not comment.

Zong Jincheng continued to ramble: "Your Highness, you didn't even see it at the time. He was very cruel to his own son. Luo Chen was kicked out so far by him that I was even afraid that his intestines would be kicked out. Luo Jingfeng He is so cruel, I think he definitely has no one he cares about in the world, oh yes, he is lonely and widowed, he looks lonely. "

The prince's eyelashes trembled slightly and he whispered: "He originally had someone he cared about."

"Ah? Who is it?" Zong Jincheng couldn't imagine that someone like Luo Jingfeng, a traitor, would care about him.

The prince looked into the distance and said in a calm voice: "He had a sister named Luo Shu, who had been dependent on each other since childhood. Later, in order to help him out of trouble, her father gave her away."

As an outsider, Zong Jincheng was stunned: "There are actually people who would be so kind to Luo Jingfeng. What did she think? Oh no, their father actually gave away his daughter? This is not a good person!"

The prince said softly: "If there is anyone in the world that Luo Jingfeng cares about most, it is Luo Shu. But it is a pity that she died."

Zong Jincheng frowned and asked: "Then Luo Jingfeng was left alone and started going crazy everywhere? That would be a disaster."

The prince turned his head and asked softly: "Are you afraid of him?"

Zong Jincheng snorted and said proudly: "I'm not afraid of him. I have the jade pendant given to me by His Highness. Next time I see him, I'll put it around my neck."

The prince was amused by him, and felt a slight urge to cough.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" the little devil asked anxiously.

The prince covered his chest with one hand and stopped him with the other: "It's okay for me, it's just that what you said was so funny, I couldn't help laughing."

Zong Jincheng was heartbroken. While patting him on the back, he asked: "Your Highness, I heard that your martial arts skills were as high as mine. Why are you still not feeling well after being sick for so long?"

Previously, he had suspected that someone had harmed His Highness, and his mother had covered his mouth to tell him not to talk nonsense, but he just didn't understand why a good expert would become like this.

The prince lowered his eyes and said softly: "It's fate, I can't fight alone."

Zong Jincheng grabbed his cold hand and promised: "Don't accept your fate, Your Highness, you still have me, I can help you fight, I want to help you."

The prince's heart softened, his eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the young boy in front of him without blinking, and asked that sentence again: "Jin Cheng, you couldn't answer the question I asked you the year before last. Now, Tell me, can you answer it?"

"Justice or blood, which one do you choose?"

There's that problem again.

It was a question that the eight-year-old Jin Cheng couldn't decide. Now, it was put in front of the ten-year-old Jin Cheng again.

"I..." Zong Jincheng was asked.

At that time, he only said that His Highness asked randomly, and then he never thought about it again. Now that he thinks about it again, it still makes him unable to make a decision.

He knows more than he did then, and no longer only knows how to protect his shortcomings, but all his chosen relatives are: grandfather, grandmother, brother and father, these are all his blood relatives in the world.

"Still can't choose?" the prince asked softly.

The little devil scratched his head and said truthfully: "My relatives are very good. I can't imagine them running counter to justice. But if one day, they really change and do things that harm the people for their own selfish interests. , then I will choose justice. But if you ask me to kill them, to be honest, I will pull out all their power and leave them alive to live an ordinary life."

When Zong Jincheng said this, he clenched his fingers the whole time. He felt very uncomfortable when he thought about what he might do to his blood relatives in the future... Brother and the others will definitely not become bad people, definitely not.

The prince felt light all over, and suddenly felt that the burden that had been weighing on him for a year and a half was finally lifted. He chuckled and said: "This is enough, this is enough."

What a good kid...

In this way, when Luo Jingfeng comes back, he should be able to teach him well.

Zong Jincheng was immediately happy again after receiving the prince's approval. It seemed that he could finally do this question, and he did it quite well.

In the evening, when the prince saw that it was getting dark, he asked Wu Yan to take the little devil back. Zong Jincheng was unwilling and insisted on staying here with his highness.

"It's cold at night, and it will be the same if you come here tomorrow."

Zong Jincheng refused to leave: "His Highness is so afraid of the cold that he still stays here. If I don't leave, my body will be too hot. I can still help His Highness warm his hands."

In fact, he wanted to say that he was quite good at keeping the bed warm, but His Highness was still a prince after all, so he had better not be too offended, lest His Highness think that he was neither big nor small.

"Really, look, my hands are hot. They are still warm to this day." Zong Jincheng came up to touch his hands, and they were indeed still warm.

The weather in early February was no longer as cold as winter, even in the wasteland outside the city.

The prince couldn't resist him, so he gave up.

The guards nearby lit a fire for them, and the two of them sat there to warm themselves. Zong Jincheng would occasionally tell him about the key class, and how he won the debate with Qin Ye. When he got excited, he would stand up and gesture. The candlelight shone on the boy's face, making him look so energetic and lively.

The prince looked at the dancing child, and the smile on his face never fell. He was trying to remember such a beautiful time.

Not long after.

Huaishui hurried over to report: "Your Highness, there are disaster victims making trouble."

The prince put away his smile, his eyes were solemn, he stood up and arranged: "Buyan, take Jincheng into the tent."

"Yes."

Zong Jincheng also wanted to go, but was afraid of causing trouble for His Highness, so he had to follow Buyan, looking back every few steps.

He muttered all the way: "No wonder His Highness insisted on living here, it turns out something could really happen."

Buyan spoke for a rare moment: "Master, you shouldn't have ignored His Highness's advice. Now you want to leave but I'm afraid you can't."

Zong Jincheng snorted and said: "I won't leave even if I can. I want to stay with His Highness."

Buyan said truthfully: "But you don't know how to fight, so you're just causing trouble here."

"You do."

Buyan: "..."

The Master is indeed the Master. Three words can make him so angry.