Prostitution

In the inner courtyard of the deep palace, everyone held their breath tremblingly.

Five or six old imperial physicians knelt in front of the dragon couch to take their pulse in turn, each of them sweating profusely. Finally, they got together to discuss and came to the conclusion that the emperor was overworked and suffered a stroke.

Yuan Cheng stood silently at the end of the crowd.

The third prince was coughing so badly, one leg of the second prince was shaking like he had a stroke, the eldest prince lowered his head, seemingly unable to hold back his grief, but his eyes were wandering around the maids on the left and right.

This day came earlier than he expected, which meant that a life-and-death struggle had really begun.

The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the three lords and nine ministers elected the eldest prince to temporarily manage the government on the spot.

The eldest prince was not a complete loser, so he pretended to be modest and resigned again and again.But before the emperor personally issued an edict, how dare the subordinates dare to make their own claims.Don't compare virtuous talents and learning, just talk about the order of seniority, none other than the eldest prince.

It was almost noon, the sky was high and the clouds were light.

The wind at the end of winter is still bitingly cold, and inside the high walls, the residual wind blows frost, which is especially cold and silent.

Qu Tongyin saw that there was no one around, and the prince had another bad face, so he started talking,

"Why didn't you speak when the eldest prince refused in every possible way?"

"What did you say? Flatter him like you?" Yuan Cheng replied lightly.

Qu Tongyin smiled, touched his nose, and changed to other things,

"This group of people is really interesting. When the emperor just fainted, everyone panicked. When it comes to the transfer of power, they are all alive and well. Look at the eldest prince, he has a way of putting on a show."

"The emperor thinks he is old and strong, and never mentions the matter of establishing an heir. Once he falls, the country will not be settled without a leader. These people will not be confused."

"I just wanted to ask, it was you who proposed to let the First Prince take charge of the government temporarily, why didn't you give me some compliments?"

"I suggested it because that's the only way to do it. It's his job to act."

Yuan Cheng strode like the wind, his eyes were indifferent, making it clear that idlers should stay away and don't want to talk too much.

Qu Tongyin didn't know what to say, so he opened his mouth to speak again.

"Are you finished?" Yuan Cheng suppressed a sentence in advance.

However, Qu Tongyin's eyebrows twitched, and he continued, "It's not over."

His gossip soul was burning, and it was mixed with worries, so he had to hurry up and say a few more words.

"It's true that Mr. Wen didn't intend to harm you, and it's true that he has another purpose, but there's no need to spoil him like this. Enough is enough, I'm afraid it will be you who will regret it one day."

Yuan Cheng sneered against the wind, "Shouldn't he be punished for being a bitch himself? Telling lies and staying up all night, this punishment is considered light."

"Stay overnight and not return? How do you say this?" Qu Tongyin was puzzled. If I remember correctly, Mr. Wen always followed the time limit when he traveled and returned home.

Yuan Cheng took a deep breath and was silent for a moment, he didn't want to mention it again, but he still told the reason.

After listening to it, Qu Tongyin couldn't help but mocked, "How can you be sure that the brothers and sisters are not reunited with old friends to talk at night by candlelight, but something must happen!"

Yuan Cheng stared.

Qu Tongyin covered his mouth and laughed, "Yes, it was a kiss. Didn't you and I kiss before, didn't you go overboard?"

Yuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a while, so he buried his head in the race.

Qu Tongyin secretly laughed uncontrollably,

"Mr. Wen, nine and a half out of ten sentences are false. Why did you let him go then?"

"Naturally, he has other intentions, who would have thought that he would be a lover." Yuan Cheng muttered dissatisfiedly.

I haven't heard about the progress of Mr. Wen from the mouth of the prince for a long time, and he is as keen as the tune, and he grasps the key points at once, and asks in a soft voice,

"What's the purpose?"

Yuan Cheng remained silent.

"Have you found out his identity?" Qu Tongyin asked again.

This was originally a contest between him and Wen Wuyu, and there was no need for others to make suggestions.

After a while, Yuan Cheng opened his mouth,

"Not entirely sure, it may be a descendant of the Wen family."

Qu Tongyin frowned, "Didn't you say..."

"The youngest son of the Wen family stumbled and drowned when he was young, but the drowning time was very short. The person who rescued him was a passing Yunyou, a healthy and unruly four-year-old boy who suddenly had a seizure at night because he drank a few mouthfuls of lake water. Died from a severe disease, this cause of death is too strange."

"But how did the Wen family send the youngest son away early without knowing the foresight?"

"Don't forget that the blood edict is in his hand. There is also that Yunyou."

Qu Tongyin pondered over and over again, but still found it unbelievable. A series of speculations were ambiguous, specious, paradoxical,

"Let's assume for the time being that he is really the young master of the Wen family. Then he is really courageous. He knows that you are taboo about Wen's surname, but he doesn't change it, and approaches you openly."

These words made Yuan Cheng's eyes sharpen suddenly, "In terms of scheming, you and I might feel ashamed. If it wasn't for the surname Wen, I might not have noticed him."

Qu Tongyin was stunned for a while, suddenly fearful in his heart,

He subconsciously agreed with Yuan Cheng's conjecture,

"Why hasn't he attacked you for so long, or did he realize that you knew his identity and didn't dare to act rashly?"

"Because," Yuan Cheng sighed softly, then paused, "he has to save his parents first."

This sentence seemed to have given Qu Tongyin a blow in the head, and he was stunned, "You, what are you talking about? Mr. Wen..."

"Master Wen is not dead," Yuan Cheng didn't know why, and smiled miserably, "There are still a few people on the blood edict who have not been killed by me."

Qu Tongyin was completely stunned, staring straight at Yuan Cheng, "Where are they now?"

The chariot at the gate of the palace waited for a long time.

"Punishment Prison."

Yuan Cheng dropped the four words and stepped into the car without looking back.

The sound of wheels faded away.

A gust of cold wind blew across his face, Qu Tongyin couldn't help shivering.

He finally calmed down, closed his eyes and slapped himself hard.

Sitting on the carriage back home, he suddenly realized that he had never seen Lian Qi today, who never left the prince.