Chapter 37 Are you relieved to see how miserable I am?

Troubled as it was, the daily routine of going to school at the Xiuwen Museum was still necessary... What Su Jing needed to do now was to follow the rules and hide himself.

It's not that I haven't considered escaping, but first of all, my internal strength is too shallow and my martial arts is too weak. I only have one chance. If I fail, I'm afraid I won't die if I try a second time in the future.

Secondly...

He carefully avoided a banana peel that suddenly appeared at his feet.

It was very strange. There was nothing there just now, so why did it suddenly appear when I walked there?

Su Jing looked around, then looked at a smart-eyed ape on the tree grinning at him...

It won't happen for no reason, but every time something bad happens, it will definitely get involved with Su Jing.

This kind of thing basically happens several times every day.

The cost of obtaining the Ming Yu Gong was quite high. Terrible bad luck followed him all the time, and it broke out from time to time. Even if Su Jing was well prepared, he would still be in a state of embarrassment. Therefore, he was sure that he would get rid of it after getting enough luck points. Before this so-called bad luck, even if he could have escaped from Afang Palace safely, some unexpected situation would have occurred along the way and he would have been captured directly!

"You have to practice it again to get enough luck points."

Su Jing walked slowly to his Corpse Mountain Villa, with a serious look on his face, but in his heart he was thinking about when the trial would come again.

Not even a few steps away...

He stopped.

Not far ahead, on the green grass, stood a girl in a black shirt by the water. Her face was pale, and her eyes were as dark as stars...

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

Su Jing looked around in surprise. There was no one else around. This road was always deserted. The princes and ministers took the road out of the palace, and the princesses and princes took the road into the palace. Only Su Jing took the road. The road to Corpse Mountain.

So...she is waiting for me?

Su Jing's mind echoed inexplicably the joke Qin Qiong said to her ear more than a month ago.

Did she really ask Xiaoqiong about my whereabouts?

Su Jing was not sure. After all, in the past month, her attitude towards her was no different from that of others. Even because she was not in the mood to go to class, her treatment might be even worse, but...

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

It's not good to avoid it.

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

Mo Mengsheng said calmly: "There are no classes in Hongwu Hall 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: "Months ago, His Highness Eleven stood up for me and did not hesitate to offend His Highness Two. This led to the disaster of being injured later. I feel guilty in my heart. It's just that I have a special status and it is inconvenient to say anything. Today I was able to tell His Highness Thank you, I'm sorry for the disrespect, Your Highness!"

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

Su Jing returned the half salute and said with a smile: "Actually, sir, just don't blame me for getting you involved. That guy Qin Hai had something in his words. He was targeting me from the beginning. Your words were just mistaken for the passenger car."

"Vice car?!"

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

Su Jing then remembered that there is no such thing as chess in this world, and explained casually: "It's just... that I was implicated. Sir, are you here specifically to wait for my thanks?"

"this……"

Mo Mengsheng hesitated for a while and said: "It's not just about thanking you, I also want to get to know His Highness."

"Know?! What do you mean?"

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

The corner of Su Jing's mouth twitched unconsciously and said: "Yes, it is worthy of the name. Is there any problem?"

Mo Mengsheng looked at Su Jing, who seemed to be in a gloomy mood all of a sudden, and wondered why he suddenly became unhappy, but still asked: "I heard that Your Highness the Princess said that Your Highness is the prince of the previous dynasty? So you suffered so much in the palace?" Excluded?”

"That's right..."

"Really? Then I'll be relieved."

Mo Mengsheng sighed softly.

"What on earth do you mean?"

Su Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you here to feel superior to me?"

"No...that's not what I meant."

Mo Mengsheng smiled bitterly and said: "I'm not very good at chatting. If I offend you, please forgive me. But your Highness may not know that I am a saint of the Mo family, and my status is only lower than that of my great son. Years ago, the Mo family was reduced to ashes under the iron hooves of the Red Dragon Guard of the Qin Dynasty, and all 30,000 disciples and 100,000 disciples died tragically..."

Su Jingdao: "I know that you are the only one who survived, and it is said that you betrayed your fellow disciples and surrendered to survive."

"Indeed!"

Mo Mengsheng smiled bitterly and said: "Confucianism and Mohism are known as the two most prominent schools of thought. Disciples' theory can also be ranked at the forefront among hundreds of schools of thought. I am a Mohist saint, and I also had a good relationship with Confucian Yan Fuzi back then. Master Yan is like a brother and a father to me, but now, while we are in Jixia Academy, he turns a blind eye to me and turns a deaf ear... I tried to visit him several times, but he always turned me away. "

Su Jingdao: "What then?"

Mo Mengsheng said: "I have been in Jixia Academy for three years. During these three years, I have left many of the essence of my Mo family's theories, martial arts classics, and even various unpublished secrets in the Xiuwen Hall. Within... The world despises me and ignores me, humiliates me and despises me. How can I describe the feeling of it in one sentence? Before giving lectures to His Highnesses, I only said a total of seventeen sentences in the past three years... …I was slandered like that by Qin Hai on the first day. I wanted to fight back, but I haven’t spoken for so long. I was so clumsy that I couldn’t even speak in a hurry!”

"so what?"

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

Mo Mengsheng looked at Su Jing steadily, with a burning flame in the depths of his deep pupils, "So... when I was scolded by Qin Hai, when I heard His Highness Qinglian say, It is said that in this Afang Palace, there is a person who lives a life that is the same as mine, and he is even worse than me, and it has been a full twelve years... I was thinking, what kind of person is that? , How did he survive such a desperate life for twelve years without incident? "

"That's how I got through it."

Su Jing said nonchalantly, where is the meaning of peace and quiet in his heart? Chu Nan's mind was distorted by being tortured all his life. In the end, he even wanted to take advantage of his sister, the only one who still had some affection for him... This shows how much torture this kind of life is to the soul.

but……

Su Jing looked Mo Mengsheng up and down and said speechlessly: "You really don't look for a sense of superiority in me emotionally, you look for a sense of balance, right?! Seeing that my life is worse than yours, you just Don’t worry, right?”

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