No matter how distressed you are, you still need to go to school in a routine daily literary center... What Su Jing needs to do now is to follow the rules and hide himself.

It’s not that I have considered the issue of escape, but now my internal strength is too shallow and my martial arts are too weak, so I only have one chance. If I fail, I may not be able to try it for the second time in the future.

Secondly...

Carefully avoided a banana peel that suddenly appeared under his feet.

It's very bizarre. It's obvious that I had nothing at all just now, but why did it suddenly appear when I walked up?

Su Jing looked around and then looked at a vivacious ape on the tree grinning at him...

It will not happen for no reason, but every time there is something bad, it will definitely get involved with Su Jing.

This kind of thing basically happens several times a day.

The cost of obtaining Mingyu Gong was quite high. The terrible bad luck followed him, and it broke out from time to time, making Su Jing feel embarrassed even if he was ready. Therefore, he was sure that before he got enough luck to get rid of this so-called bad luck, even if he could have escaped from Afang Palace safely, he would probably have some unexpected situations halfway and be caught directly!

"You have to practice again and get enough luck."

Su Jing slowly walked towards his corpse mountain villa, with a serious expression, but in his heart he was thinking about when the trial would come again.

Not a few steps...

He stopped.

Not far ahead, on the faint grassland, the girl in black shirt standing against the water, with pale face and black eyes as dark as red stars...

Isn’t it Mo Mengsheng, his teacher during this period?

Su Jing looked around in surprise and saw that there was no one around. The road was always cold. Princes and ministers followed the road to leave the palace, the princes and princes took the road to enter the palace, but Su Jing took the road to the mountain of corpses.

So... she is waiting for me?

The play that Qin Qiong was in his ears was inexplicably heard in Su Jing's mind more than a month ago.

She really asked Xiaoqiong about my traces?

Su Jing was not sure. After all, in the past month, her attitude towards herself was not the same as that of others. Even because she was unwilling to attend classes, the treatment might be worse, but...

Looking at her pure eyes looking at her, Su Jing immediately affirmed that she was waiting for her.

It is not good to avoid it.

Thinking of this, Su Jing walked over slowly and asked, "Sir, are you here to find me?"

Mo Mengsheng said lightly: "There is no classes in Hongwu Palace this afternoon, so I took a break from my busy schedule and waited for you here!"

Are you really waiting for me?

Su Jing asked, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

Mo Mengsheng said, "A month ago, Your Highness Eleventh Highness stood up for me and did not hesitate to punish Your Highness the Second Highness. This is why I feel guilty. I am just a special identity, but I am not convenient to say anything more. I am able to thank Your Highness today. I hope Your Highness will forgive you for your rudeness!"

As he said that, he learned the etiquette of men and bowed to Su Jing to the end.

Su Jing returned the whistle and smiled and said, "In fact, sir, just don't blame me for implicating you. Qin Hai said something, and he has been targeting me from the beginning. Your words were just mistakenly captured by the sub-car."

"Second car?!"

Mo Mengsheng tilted his head in confusion and said, "What is that?"

Only then did Su Jing remember that there was no such thing as chess in this world, and he explained casually: "It's just... Is it just implicated. Is it here to wait for me to thank me if I say it?"

"this……"

Mo Mengsheng hesitated for a while and said, "It's not just thanks, I also want to meet Your Highness."

"Know?!What does it mean?"

"It's not interesting... I once talked to Your Highness Qinglian. Your Highness's real name seems to be called Chu Nan?!"

Su Jing's mouth twitched unconsciously and said, "That's right, it deserves its name. Is there any problem?"

Mo Mengsheng looked at Su Jing, who seemed to be in a gloomy mood, wondering why he suddenly became unhappy, but he still asked: "I heard from His Highness the Princess, you are the prince of the previous dynasty? So you are excluded in the palace?"

“That’s right…”

"Is that so? Then I'll feel relieved."

Mo Mengsheng let out a soft tone.

"What do you mean?"

Su Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you here to find a sense of superiority?"

"No...I don't mean that."

Mo Mengsheng smiled bitterly and said, "I am not very good at chatting. If I offend you, please forgive me. But your highness may not know that I was originally a saint of the Mo family, and my status is only under my Mo family's great master. But three years ago, the Mo family turned into ashes under the iron hoof of the Qin Dynasty Red Dragon Guard. Thirty thousand disciples and ten thousand disciples all died tragically..."

Su Jing said: "I know that you are the only one who survived, and it is said that you have betrayed your master brothers and surrendered to survive."

"It's true!"

Mo Mengsheng smiled bitterly and said, "Confucianism and Mohism are known as the two great schools of various schools. The disciples' theory can also be ranked among the top among the various schools of various schools. I am a saint of the Mohism family and have a lot of friendship with Confucian Master Yan back then. When he was like a brother or a father, he now is in the Jixia Academy, but he ignores me and ignores me... I have tried to visit him several times, but I have been rejected by him."

Su Jing said: "What's the matter?"

Mo Mengsheng said: "I have been in Jixia Academy for three years. Over the past three years, I have left all the essence of my Mohist theories, martial arts books, and even all the secrets that were not passed down by that year in Xiuwenguan... People in the world despise me, insult me, despise me, and contempt me. How can I describe it? Before giving lectures to Your Highness, I only said seventeen sentences in these three years... I was slandered by Qin Hai on the first day. I wanted to fight back, but I haven't spoken for too long. I was clumsy and in a hurry, I couldn't even speak!"

"so what?"

"So... I have experienced this feeling of living in this world but being rejected by everyone in the world for three years. In these three years, life is worse than death, but it is nothing more than this!"

Mo Mengsheng looked at Su Jing calmly, and there was a burning flame deep in his deep pupils. "So... when I was scolded by Qin Hai, when I heard His Highness Qinglian say that in this Afang Palace, there was a person living a life that was the same as me, and he was even more serious than me, and even more after a full twelve years... I was wondering, what kind of person was that, how could he survive such a desperate life without any trouble?"

"Just with it that way."

Su Jing said indifferently, "Where is nothing to do in my heart?" Chu Nan's heart was twisted by torture. In the end, even the only sister who was a little affectionate to him wanted to make her think... It can be seen how much torture this kind of life is for the soul.

but……
Chapter completed!