Chapter 285 The person Luo Jingfeng cares about most

Hearing this name again after such a long time, Zong Jincheng subconsciously rolled his eyes. He could still vividly remember how Luo Jingfeng almost strangled him to death before leaving for the battle.

"Big traitor." said the little devil.

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

Zong Jincheng curled his lips and said, "Does winning a battle make him a good person? He is arrogant and domineering. It's ok for him to bully me, but he also bullies Your Highness and despises the imperial power. He is a great traitor."

The prince remained silent and made no comment.

Zong Jincheng continued to grumble: "Your Highness, you didn't see it at the time. He was especially cruel to his own son. He kicked Luo Chen so far away that I was afraid his intestines would be kicked out. Luo Jingfeng is too cruel. I think he must have no one in the world who cares about him. Oh, yes, he is lonely. He looks lonely."

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

"Ah? Who is it?" Zong Jincheng couldn't imagine that there would be someone who cared about a villain like Luo Jingfeng.

The prince looked into the distance and said in a faint voice: "He has a sister named Luo Shu. They have been dependent on each other since childhood. Later, in order to help him out of trouble, they were given away by their father."

As an outsider, Zong Jincheng was stunned: "There are actually people who are so nice to Luo Jingfeng, what is she thinking? Oh no, their father actually gave his daughter away? This person is not a good person either!"

The prince said softly: "If there is one person in this world that Luo Jingfeng cares about the most, it is Luo Shu. But unfortunately, she is dead."

Zong Jincheng frowned and asked, "Then no one will take care of Luo Jingfeng and he will start to go 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 that His Highness gave me. Next time I see him, I'll hang it around my neck first."

The prince was amused by him and felt like coughing.

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

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

Zong Jincheng felt so distressed that he patted him on the back and asked, "Your Highness, I heard that your martial arts skills were as high as my father's. Why is your body still not healed after being ill for so long?"

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

The prince lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's fate. Gu Dou won't move."

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

The prince's heart softened, his eyes trembled slightly, and he stared at the young boy in front of him without blinking, and asked again: "Jincheng, two years ago I asked you a question, and you couldn't answer it at that time. Now, tell me, can you answer it?"

"Justice and blood, what do you choose?"

It's that question again.

This was a difficult question for the eight-year-old Jin Cheng, and now, it is again placed in front of the ten-year-old Jin Cheng.

"I..." Zong Jincheng was asked.

At the time, he thought that it was just a casual question from His Highness, and he never thought about it again. Now, thinking about it again, he still couldn't make a decision.

He understood more than he did then, and no longer just protected his own shortcomings, but all his chosen relatives were: grandparents, brother, and father. These were 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 all very good. I can't imagine them going against justice. But if there really comes a day when they 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, frankly speaking, I can't do it. I will remove all their power, leave them a life, and live an ordinary life."

When Zong Jincheng said this, he clenched his fingers the whole time. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that he might have to punish his blood relatives in the future... My brothers will definitely not become bad people, definitely not.

The prince felt light all over, as if the burden that had been weighing on him for a year and a half had finally been lifted. He chuckled and said, "That's enough, that's enough."

What a good child...

This way, when Luo Jingfeng comes back, he shouldn't be in trouble.

Zong Jincheng was immediately happy when he received the prince's affirmation. It seemed that he had finally figured out how to solve the problem and did it quite well.

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

"It's cold at night. It will be the same if you come back tomorrow."

Zong Jincheng refused to leave: "Your Highness is so afraid of the cold and yet you still stay here. I won't leave. My body is warm and I can warm your hands."

In fact, he wanted to say that he was pretty good at warming the bed, but His Highness was still the crown prince after all, so he had better not offend Him too much, lest His Highness think he was disrespectful.

"Really, really, look, my hands were so hot, they're still warm now." Zong Jincheng went up to him and touched his hands, which were indeed still warm.

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

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

The guards nearby built a fire for them, and the two of them warmed themselves by it. Zong Jincheng would occasionally tell him about some important matters of the class, and also talked about how he won the debate with Qin Ye. When he got excited, he would even stand up and gesture. The light of the candle shone on the young boy's face, making him look so energetic and lively.

The prince looked at the dancing children with a smile on his face. He was trying hard to remember such a beautiful moment.

Not long after.

Huaishui came running to report: "Your Highness, there is trouble among the people of the disaster area."

The prince put away his smile, his eyes solemn, he stood up and arranged, "No need to say anything, take Jin Cheng 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 bad is going to happen."

Bu Yan finally spoke: "Young Master, you shouldn't have ignored His Highness's advice. I'm afraid you can't leave now."

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

He said truthfully: "But you don't know how to fight, so you'll just cause trouble here."

"You can."

Without saying: “…”

The young master is worthy of being the young master. Just three words can make him furious.