The alarm in Ling Chao's mind sounded, asking him to stop the conversation in time.

What does "you can feel at ease when you use your own people"?

My uncle Rong's man is either the confidant left by the late emperor for his posthumous son or the helper who is the current emperor to buy for his younger brother.

If even these people are not at ease...

Ling Chao dared not think deeply.

At this time, King Rong suddenly asked him: "...How did you know that lady?"

"That lady?"

The sound of cold that could shed ice slags made Ling Chaowu excited and instantly came to his senses.

"My uncle refers to Pei Ye? She, I don't know her even if I don't fight... Although I'm a little strange, I'm quite capable..."

The most important thing is to be able to do it!!!

What other sand tables have been created these two days to help him review the details of each battle and analyze the tactics.

There was no urine throughout the whole process, and Ling Chao was fascinated by the sound of his memory.

Under her guidance, she made rapid progress in just a short period of time.

Court struggles are like killing people without blood, while confrontations on the battlefield carry a different aesthetic of violence.

In the face of real skills, Ling Chao can tolerate her minor problems such as rudeness, rudeness, violence and poor temper.

"...Don't worry, uncle, she is not a bad person. I have learned a lot during the time I met her and have made great progress."

Ling Chao couldn't help but sigh that his uncle is indeed one of the few good tempers in the royal family.

Ling Chao felt so comfortable with his nephew who had few interactions on weekdays.

"Have you learned a lot?"

Ling Chao said: "Yes, my uncle will give you ten thousand hearts!"

The boy was much shorter than his uncle's, and the light was dim around him, so he naturally missed his uncle's cold expression without any waves.

He sent King Rong to his residence and instructed his servants to take good care of him. Then he carried the lantern back to his bedroom.

The high ponytail tied with a red brocade hair rope swayed left and right with the boy's steps, as if even the black hair was filled with pleasure.

"Prince, Sanlangjun has gone far."

The servant whispered to King Rong. After he knew that King Rong was blind, he developed the ability to listen to and defend the position. There was no need to remind Ling Chao to go away, but he was so scared that he was caught outside the door. At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter to himself that his prince had been careless about anything since he was a child. When did he have such a good relationship with Emperor Rouhui Chang's son? He was still standing outside the door and watching the young man leave?

It's really strange...

The servant lowered his hands respectfully to his side, lowered his eyebrows and looked smoothly.

Therefore, I didn't see the playful expression on my prince's face.

He seemed to be asking the servant, and seemed to be just talking to himself...

"How about this Ling Chao?"

The servant was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Sanlang is from a noble family and treats the prince respectfully. It looks good."

King Rong frowned slightly, and his godless eyes fell on the servant.

"Do you think he can bear the great responsibility?"

The servant was confused when asked and hesitated for a long time.

"This, this Sanlangjun is such a good background, so he can naturally bear the...a great task?"

Don't ask!

Ask a question means you have a good background and you can do anything.

King Rong shook his head and laughed.

He also knew that the servant could not hear useful answers here.

"...ah...go back to the house first...I'll think about this issue..."

The servant was still confused.

Why is it abnormal for his own prince to come to Tianmen Academy?

Ling Chao, who had no idea at all, returned to the dormitory.

As soon as I opened the paper door, I saw my roommate sitting upright in the tea hall with his head hanging down. Half of his face was illuminated by the candlelight, which made Ling Chao tremble.

He said carefully: "Lang Hao...Is anyone here to check today?"

Don't qwq

I was caught and fined twice after committing a curfew and hitting the rounds and was deducted points and fined again. This was too miserable.

But Lang Hao seemed to be immersed in his own world, frowning and his expression became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

Ling Chao couldn't help but grab the brown whip hanging around his waist to gain some sense of security.

Lang Hao turned his head when he heard the movement and found out that his roommate was back in a daze.

Seeing Ling Chao Rulin's cautious appearance when he was in a great enemy, he couldn't help but pull the corner of his stiff mouth.

When we first met, where did the arrogant and domineering playboy who was not afraid of heaven or earth?

After getting familiar with it, I realized that this person is tough on the outside and cowardly on the inside.

“No one checked the rounds.”

Ling Chao breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

"That's good... not right!" Ling Chao came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, pointed his hand at his roommate, and was aggressive. The red dress looked particularly bright under the arrogance, as if a ball of burning flames. "If you didn't have a round, why are you looking gloomy and scary?"

Lang Hao looked at Ling Chao and couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.

For a playboy like Ling Chao, the big thing that falls into the sky—

I guess he was punished by the master and beaten by Pei Ye?

In his mind, there was probably no such concern as "a great disaster" or "a whole family of extermination".

“…Nothing…just distracted and thought about something…”

Lang Hao turned his head, unwilling to be too close to this roommate, nor unwilling to talk about his pressure.

Ling Chao couldn't help but mutter: "Look at how you looked just now, I thought your enemy had come to the door..."

Under the servant's service, he took a shower and changed clothes, rubbed his sore arms and crawled into the quilt, and then covered his head with the quilt - he knew that there were ghosts in the world, and he could only fall asleep by wrapping it into a silkworm. Before he could feel sleepy, he heard his roommate shouting at him.

"What are you doing? Tell me quickly, I'm going to get up early tomorrow-"

Lang Hao was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ling Chao to respond.

“…I received a letter from home at noon…”

He expressed this with great difficulty, and was still fighting between heaven and man in his heart.

"Letters from Home?" Ling Chao rolled towards the door a few times, reached out and pushed it away, poked out a head, "What letters from Home?"

"…Someone framed his father for colluding with the enemy Yan Huoluo..."

The letter from the family was written by a married sister, so that Lang Hao could escape from Chaoxia as soon as possible.

Judging from the meaning of my sister's letter, it seems that someone wants to put all the unfavorable responsibility of the war on Lang Hao's adoptive father, but what is he capable of?

My adoptive father is just a small official who assists in transporting grain. How can he resist the failure of the entire battle situation?

This is heart-killing!

According to family letters, it is extremely difficult for my father to escape this time, and if the crime is confirmed, it will involve the entire clan.

The colleagues who are always friends stand by and watch, afraid of getting into trouble.

"...But my father has been honest and loyal all his life, how could he do such a thing?"

For the sake of his family, Lang Hao made a lot of psychological preparations before asking Ling Chao to come to his head - although he felt that there was little hope for this way out.

Ling Chao woke up when he heard the previous sentence and was completely sleepy.

"...Why didn't you say it earlier?"

He sat up with a carp and hurriedly grabbed the clothes and put them on.

"...Hurry, change your clothes and go to see my uncle!"

Ling Chao didn't even have the qualifications to participate in politics, even if he could ask for the emperor, he would not have the channel to send the letter as soon as possible.

And there happened to be someone who was more suitable for him to come forward than him.

"You're helping me now?"

Lang Hao was stunned.
Chapter completed!