Things were as expected by Fu Tingshen. In the next few nights, he still dreamed of continuous dreams every night.

Two days ago, the Crown Prince did not have much interaction with the national teacher. Every time they met, they just greeted each other, which was very cold.

Take one of them as an example. When the crown prince came out of the imperial study, he happened to meet the oncoming national master.

"Hello, Your Highness, Prince." The National Master nodded to the prince coldly.

"Hello, the national teacher." The crown prince nodded to the national teacher coldly.

Then the two of them walked in the wrong direction and left each in the opposite direction.

"Your Highness..." The little eunuch who was following the crown prince was a little embarrassed when he saw this situation and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Say." The crown prince did not move his eyebrows, letting the eunuch say something.

"It is inappropriate that you are so cold with the National Master." The little eunuch thought for a while and spoke.

This little eunuch was a confidant who grew up with the crown prince and served the crown prince since childhood.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I wouldn't say such a sentence without being disrespectful.

"Why is it inappropriate?" The crown prince disagreed with the words of the little eunuch.

"The National Master is very famous in the Nanyuan Kingdom, and in the future, you must need the help of the National Master." The little eunuch persuaded me carefully.

Not only do you know how to tell the world, but also ask about the opinions of the National Master's Mansion first, from marriage to marriage, or to going to fight to get into the territory.

Ask for good or bad luck, calculate good times, and be able to pass away... Which one lacks the shadow of the National Master's Mansion?

If the Crown Prince is incompatible with the national teacher, it may shake the foundation of the Nanyuan Kingdom.

"This is now, not necessarily in the future!" The crown prince seemed a little unhappy and said this.

"What?" The little eunuch didn't recall it for a moment. What did your highness reconcile?

"Nothing." At this time, the crown prince also felt that he had just said something wrong, but fortunately, he was surrounded by his own people, so he simply revealed this page directly.

Then the crown prince took his men straight to the East Palace.

Seeing all this, Fu Tingshen just wanted to grab the so-called crown prince's collar and beat this unknown person up.

Why should he look down on his little guy so outstanding?

Forget it, he was so cold to the little guy and couldn't even look at the little guy in his dream.

If he hadn't been just a bystander in the sect and could only see the perspective of this bullshit prince, Fu Tingshen would have really wanted to be with the national teacher all the time.

Time flies in the dream, the forms in the palace are unpredictable, and in a short while, Nanyuan Kingdom responded to the prediction of the national teacher—

"The hexagram shows bad luck, and Nanyuan is attacked from both sides and back, and may be in chaos."

War broke out in the border, and the generals guarding the border were slightly insufficient, and they retreated step by step.

The crown prince was ordered to lead troops to fight in person.

On the day the crown prince left the city, the emperor personally went out to see him off. In addition, the national teacher was also among them.

The moment he set off, Fu Tingshen could hear a conversation between the national master and the servants beside him in a trance-

"Sir." The attendant looked up at the national master who was standing half a step in front of him.

"Hmm?" The national master turned his head slightly and signaled that the attendant could say something directly.

"Didn't you tell me a divination for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a few days ago?" The attendant asked carefully, his hands full of cold sweat, and his expression was very nervous.

"It's a divination, but our prince, you don't believe in these strange powers and chaos." The national master admitted it very frankly, but when he said the next half sentence, he was a little sarcastic in his words.

Looking at the prince's back as he walked away, the expression on his face was a little complicated.

It seems regretful, it seems compassion...

For a moment, Fu Tingshen couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Soon, the national teacher withdrew his gaze and turned around and left.

In a daze, Fu Tingshen seemed to be able to slowly disappear into the cold wind, the words "It has nothing to do with me".

Later, Fu Tingshen's perspective returned to the crown prince.

He watched the crown prince rush to the border day and night, saw the crown prince boosting morale at the border, and watched the crown prince kill the enemy on the battlefield...

The fallen corpses were accumulated more and more, the ground was covered with thick blood, and there seemed to be a fishy smell in the air...

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Li Xingchen's confused voice sounded in Fu Tingshen's ears, with a blur that had not yet woken up, and a hint of softness.

At this time, Fu Tingshen realized that he had left the dream at some point.

He even forgot about when he woke up from his dream.

If it weren't for Li Xingchen's inquiry, he would have even been immersed in the battlefield and felt like he was killing people.

"It's nothing, I've had a dream," suppressed the thoughts in my heart, Fu Tingshen answered in a low voice, glanced at the clock on the bedside table, "It's still early, keep going."

It is only five o'clock in the morning now. Even if Li Xingchen goes to bed early and gets up early, this time is a little earlier.

Not to mention that the little guy's work and schedule has become a little less regular these days.

Li Xingchen, who was originally worried and was ready to continue to fall asleep, woke up instantly when he heard the "dream".

"What dream?" asked subconsciously.

It’s no wonder that Li Xingchen had such an idea. After seeing the small notes in the study, Li Xingchen’s sensitivity to the word “Dream” is no less than that of Fu Tingshen.

"...Nothing, I have forgotten it." For some reason, Fu Tingshen subconsciously concealed it.

"So, then go to bed." Li Xingchen did not doubt that he had him, because it could be seen from the past notes that it seemed that it was normal for the uncle to forget what happened in his dream after he woke up.

"Um."

Feeling the little guy who was sleeping beside him, Fu Tingshen, who was about to get up and get out of bed, thought about it and lay back again, stretched out his hand and took the little guy directly into his arms.

Perhaps it was Li Xingchen who was in a deep sleep that affected Fu Tingshen. Not long after lying down, Fu Tingshen also fell asleep.

But this time, I never dreamed of any scenes again.

When the two woke up again, it was already bright.

"It seems like this kind of life is a bit too decadent?" Feeling the sunshine shining outside the window, Li Xingchen raised his hand and blocked his eyes.

"No, if you want to, you can be more decadent." Fu Tingshen glanced at the time. It was only less than nine o'clock, so what a decadent one is?

Some students want to sleep until noon after the exam.

"Well? If I really become decadent, won't you despise me?" Putting down your arm, the National Normal University beat him up on the spot, looking at the man who was changing clothes.

"Don't worry, no," Fu Tingshen stuck the last button and rubbed the little guy's head.

Perhaps because she was just awake, Li Xingchen's face was still a bit sleepy, and with this messy hairstyle, she looked lazy and sexy.

In addition, I have been with Fu Tingshen and Hu Tian and Earth these days, and there seems to be a sense of elegance all over my body, which makes people feel moved.

Naturally, it also aroused some of Fu Tingshen's little thoughts. He didn't rub his head enough, so he just possessed himself on the little guy's lips and kissed him.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet!" Feeling the man's series of actions, the National Master touched his lips, a little annoyed.

"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Fu Tingshen said indifferently. Perhaps because he just stole a fragrance, the corners of his lips began to rise wildly.

"How dare you dislike me?" Li Xingchen hummed softly, feeling unscrupulous as he was arrogant and arrogant.

"The breakfast is ready, don't forget to eat later..." Fu Tingshen was completely indifferent to Li Xingchen's "warning", and showed a very doting expression and whispered to the order.

At the same time, I didn't forget to pick up the watch beside me, put it on my wrist, and pull the tie beside me casually.

Before he started moving, he felt a pulling force coming from the other end of the tie. Looking along the tie, he could see a slender and white hand, which was Li Xingchen.

Fu Tingshen raised his eyebrows and simply loosened the tie in his hand. What is the little guy trying to do?

"I'll help you." Li Xingchen got up and sat on the bed, and began to study the tie in his hand.

Since Li Xingchen took the initiative to propose it, Fu Tingshen naturally would not refuse.

But Li Xingchen, who was sitting on the bed, was much shorter than Fu Tingshen. Fu Tingshen simply bent down and waited for Li Xingchen's movements.

After casually putting the tie around the uncle's neck, Li Xingchen found that the uncle's movement might be a little uncomfortable.

He reached out and pushed Fu Tingshen's shoulder, causing the man to straighten his upper body, then got up and kneeled on the bed.

The height is almost the same now.

When he played the role of Forensic Bo in "Seven Days Chasing the Murder", Li Xingchen also learned to wear a tie.

But it’s a bit different to beating yourself and others.

So after tied up and dismantled it, and after repeated twice, the tie could barely be able to see it.

"Okay!" After reaching out to sort it out, Li Xingchen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like "finished".

But soon, Li Xingchen discovered that this time the tie could be seen, but it seemed a bit crooked?

"Uh...why should you take it off yourself?" Li Xingchen felt a little embarrassed as he looked at the man looking at the tie in front of the mirror.

Who knows that his dignified Nanyuan State Master would actually be in a Waterloo in the matter of wearing a tie?

"No need, it looks pretty good." Fu Tingshen expressed his rejection by holding the little guy's hand that reached out to take off his bow tie.
To be continued...