Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Yan Lin looked at Ning Huaimian, who had fainted completely without making any sound despite the torture, and there was a flash of contempt and disgust in his eyes.

He turned to Yan Er and ordered, "Use medicine to keep him alive. Don't let him die easily."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yan Lin nodded and strode out.

After Yan Lin left, Yan Er looked at Ning Huaimian who was half dead in front of him.

I thought with sympathy, why did he have to offend the prince when he could have offended anyone else? He would suffer the consequences even if he lost several lives.

It would be better to die than to live like this.

Bai Jihei's tears have been falling non-stop since the beginning, and the whole dog is so anxious that he is spinning in circles, like an ant on a hot pot: [Master, I said that Yan Lin is very bad, he is just trying to torture you to death! ! ]

[What should we do, Master? ! Let’s escape! ! ]

Ning Huaimian looked calm: [No rush, if we escape now, everything we have suffered before will be in vain.]

Moreover, this so-called torture is nothing compared to the pain I suffered back then.

It's just that my body is a little weak and can't bear it.

Thinking about it, he looked at Bai Jihei and comforted him: [If you are scared, you can go out and play for a while and come back after it’s over. ]

After all it was crying too loudly in his head.

Baijihei burped and cried: [No, I want to accompany my master. How can I continue to play when my master is suffering here? Wuuwuwu...]

Ning Huaimian: You cried like this, giving me the illusion that I was already dead.

the other side.

Mo Bai, who was following Ning Huaimian to protect him, was suddenly intercepted by a group of men in black.

He finally killed them all, and when he returned, he found that Ning Huaimian had disappeared without a trace, and Xiao Mingzi had fallen to the ground unconscious.

It's over, he thought.

Judging from His Majesty's attitude towards Ning Huaimian, wouldn't he go crazy if he knew?!

Thinking of this, he picked up Xiao Mingzi from the ground and ran towards the palace anxiously.

Mo Yi looked at Mo Bai who was flying past quickly and called out to him, but he didn't respond at all.

Mo Yi hurriedly followed and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"

As he asked, his eyes couldn't help but look at Mo Baishou. Isn't this the little eunuch?

How did it end up in Mo Bai's hands?

Mo Bai threw Xiao Mingzi in his hand to Mo Yi and said, "Something bad has happened. I will go to His Majesty to explain the situation. You take care of him."

Mo Yi stopped, holding Xiao Mingzi, and looked at Mo Bai who disappeared in a short while, muttering: "Something big happened?"

"Could something have happened to Ning Huaimian?!" he said in a shocked tone.

He could only put Xiao Mingzi in his room first, and then quickly use his Qinggong skills to get to the imperial study.

Royal study room.

Mo Bai knelt on the ground with his head down, and scattered around his feet were all the processed memorials.

King Yan closed his eyes and suppressed his panic and anger.

When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his previous command and control.

It was as if the person who had just swept away all the memorials on the table was not him.

When Mo Yi first arrived, he saw this disturbing scene.

He saluted and said: "Your Majesty."

There was no expression on Yan Zhijun's face, but an unknown storm was brewing in his eyes: "Send all the secret guards out to find someone."

He spoke word by word: "Especially Prince Chen's Mansion."

He couldn't think of anyone else with such a bold and arrogant style except that mad dog Yan Lin.

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he and Mo Bai responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

For a time, undercurrents surged throughout the imperial city.

The heavy snow in winter suddenly stopped, and dark clouds covered the entire sky, making people feel inexplicably irritated and suffocated.

…………

Yan Zhijun's face was covered with dark clouds, but his voice was trembling as he asked, "Still haven't found anyone?"

Mo Yi: "Your Majesty, our people secretly swept the palace and found no place where people were hiding."

Yan Zhijun snorted coldly, stood up, his back straight, his eyes filled with endless madness and murderous intent, like a Shura from hell: "Order the commander of the imperial guards to dispatch the imperial guards and surround Prince Chen's mansion!"

"Not a fly allowed to fly out."

He didn't believe that Prince Chen's Mansion would be so simple.

Since doing it secretly doesn’t work, let’s do it openly.

Mo Yi was startled: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Prince Chen's Mansion.

Yan Lin had just washed off the smell of blood on his body and sat in the study, opening the letter sent by Xiao Qingran.

"Thank you for the help from Brother Yan Lin and his men along the way. I have arrived safely. I wonder if Brother Yan Lin is okay now? By the way, I am a little curious about Ning Huaimian's condition. Brother Yan Lin, can you tell me and satisfy my curiosity?"

After Yan Lin finished reading, his expression was somewhat mysterious, and he immediately picked up his pen and wrote:

"I am fine, but Ning Huaimian's life or death is unknown."

After writing it, he asked Yan Yi to send someone to deliver it.

Then he sat in the chair, looking at the envelope on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ah Ran, are you concerned about me, or do you want to hear news about Ning Huaimian from me?

So, have you also been seduced by that bitch Ning Huaimian?

As expected, Ning Huaimian should not be allowed to die so easily.

Otherwise, how can he eliminate the hatred in his heart?

A few moments.

After delivering the letter, Yan Yi suddenly opened the door recklessly: "Prince, this is bad! His Majesty has ordered the imperial guards to surround the entire palace!!"

"The door of the mansion has been knocked open by them."

"What did you say?!" Yan Lin stood up with a cold face and stepped out: "Gather all the people in the mansion and follow me."

I didn't expect that the King of Yan could achieve such a level.

How charming is Ning Huaimian?

Are all of you blind?

Outside.

The Lord of Yan stood in front of the imperial guards, his face stern and his breath rising: "Prince Chen Yan Lin is so ambitious and he is protecting the traitor. He deserves death. Listen to my orders, arrest Prince Chen and search Prince Chen's mansion."

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

Even if today there are corpses everywhere and the world is stained with blood.

He also wants to find the person.

"Yes!!"

For a moment, swords clashed and wailing was heard everywhere.

The people who came over after hearing the noise were discussing in low voices not far away, and their serious tone seemed as if they were discussing some national affairs.

Almost all the people in Prince Chen's Mansion were killed when Yan Lin arrived late.

When Lord Yan saw him, his eyes were filled with sinisterness and bloodthirstiness.

He stood around the corpse, looking at Yan Lin from afar through the crowd.

The white robe was stained with bright red blood. The sharp contrast between white and red gave people a strong sense of impact.

He just raised his hand to ask the imperial guards to stop.

His tone was cold and ruthless: "Lord Chen, do you choose to hand the person over, or..."

"Choose to die?"

The last word "death" carried with it a cold murderous intent.

Facing his threat, Yan Lin took his time.

He glanced at the chaotic scene, pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, are you talking about the traitor who ran into my palace? I arrested him and tortured him myself."

He said leisurely: "Now I don't know whether I am alive or dead."

As he said this, he looked at Yan Yi and said, "Go and bring the traitor out so that His Majesty can confirm it."

Yan Yi accepted the order and was about to leave.

"stop."

Yan Yi paused and looked at Yan Lin.