Prostitution

Prince Huaijing's mansion is wider than the prime minister's mansion in the past, and the rear mansion was specially expanded, and a small forest next to the old mansion was converted into a garden in the mansion.

This forest is not big enough but not small either. The oddity lies in the topography. Looking around, the scales of the ancient trees are all the same, and even the branches are almost the same. You have to sigh at the ingenious workmanship of God's creation.

The ancient forest becomes more mysterious and deep at night.

Usually, there are guards patrolling the night every other incense stick in the mansion.

There is a big event to be done tonight, Yuan Cheng ordered in advance to extend the night watch from a stick of incense to half an hour.

"Extinguishing."

With a whisper, the fire was extinguished, and there was no one at arm's length.

In the distance, small pieces of fire danced leisurely, pavilions and small buildings appeared, and a group of night guards passed by.

"My lord, my lord..."

A weak call.

Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows, the punishment room was only fifty steps away, and Wen Wuyu could make a moth out of him.

Let him dig a hole, but volunteered to drag the torture tools.

The night watch has not gone far.

"Wait here for a while." Yuan Cheng panted back to him.

"...It's about to slide down..." Wen Wuyu called for help tremblingly.

Behind the forest house is a slope where fallen leaves are piled up. The fire just went out without warning. Suddenly, he felt as if his eyes were blind. When he was nervous, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground. At this moment, he was picking up the old bark that could be broken at any time with one hand, and the other The hammer in his hand dragged him down mercilessly.

No matter how big it is, even if it rolls down the slope, it won't hurt even a single hair.

"Okay." Yuan Cheng said in a low voice, and stepped towards the direction of the voice.

The torch is lit up.

Yuan Cheng took the hammer, grabbed Wen Wuyu's collar in time at the moment when the old tree's bark broke, lifted him to the tree, looked and looked, and finally shook his head.

Destroying corpses and eradicating traces was suggested by Wen Wuyu. When it comes to serious work, it's just a fake trick that just talks and doesn't practice, and it's useless!

Wen Wuyu glanced back, smiled mischievously, and explained,

"I'm just worried that the sound of flipping down will be too loud and alarm the guards."

The strong man stood hunched over in the three-foot-deep mud pit and dug his head into the dirt.

Yuan Cheng handed over a shovel, staring at him unkindly,

Wen Wuyu silently caught it.

When the pit was seven feet deep, Yuan Cheng yelled to stop.

The three of them transported torture tools to the forest house one after another.The instruments of torture have been dismantled in advance, and now they are just a pile of scrap iron, which is easy to carry.

The only thing tangible is a whip of thorns.

Yuan Cheng waved his hand casually.Wen Wuyu, who was holding a thick iron plate at the side, suddenly tightened his breath. He recognized the whip and whipped him on the stage.

Yuan Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth, expressing that it was a pity to abandon it beyond a smile, he raised his hand towards Wen Wuyu,

"Do you want to play again?"

A strong man weighed ten, his shoulders and necks were heavily burdened, and he hung everything that could be hung on his body. He still had a lot of hands and arms, and he also took care of holding fire and folding lights. Such a powerful talent is really rare. , Gu Zi went ahead.

The room was getting dark, Wen Wuyu retreated to the door, smiling perfunctorily,

"My lord has never been good at this, let's hurry up."

"Who said that?" Yuan Cheng put away his whip, leaned over to pick up an iron rod, "I didn't have time before, so I was too lazy to bother."

Wen Wuyu uttered a few muffled voices to agree, knowing that he could not continue this topic, if the prince really thought about it, he might play more tricks than ordinary people.

Just as the instruments of torture were going into the pit to cover the soil, Yuan Cheng suddenly hissed.

The night watch guards have just passed by, is it possible that there will be another team?Wen Wuyu went to the distant pavilion, but there was no fire for a long time.

"Put out the fire, squat inside and hold your breath." Yuan Cheng hurriedly ordered the strong man.

Wen Wuyu hurriedly turned his head back, and the next moment he suddenly felt his feet step on the ground, a gust of wind blew past his ears, and he stood firmly again, he said in surprise, "My lord..."

"Hold your breath."

"How…"

"Tell you to hold your breath!" Yuan Cheng said in a slightly irritable voice, pressing his face to his chest.

Wen Wuyu didn't know that he was standing on the branch of an ancient tree that was half a foot high in the sky.His heart was beating violently, but his mouth and nose were tightly covered, and it was difficult to breathe out. Gradually, his brain began to swell, and he was dizzy and dizzy.

Around half a stick of incense, he had auditory hallucinations, and the sound of footsteps stepping on fallen leaves could be clearly heard from far and near.

"The palace is the palace, even the walls are ten feet higher than other people's houses." One person teased in a low voice.

"Shut up, it's a big taboo to bring you in." Another person retorted, his voice much closer.

Suddenly, the forest returned to dead silence.

In the darkness, the strong man suddenly stood up straight, and swept out with a hammer.

Wen Wuyu was caught off guard and stepped on the air again. Fortunately, he was finally able to catch his breath. He fell to the ground and crawled around, trying to find a place to lean on.

The strong man dealt with the intruder with brute force, and the opponent stopped inexplicably after less than one move.

"Lian Yi? I'm Lian Qi!"

"Lian Qi?" The strong man followed, the voice sounded like Lian Qi, and when he polished the fire, it was indeed him.

Looking again, another uninvited guest was strangled by the prince, and one hand was held behind his back.

"Brother..." Wen Wuyu's eyes were no longer blind, panting heavily, he leaned against the ancient tree and moved up.

"Wuyu..." Xie Wancheng smiled miserably. If the prince behind him was a little harder, his arm would be dislocated immediately.It's really embarrassing to be caught with half a move.

Before Wen Wuyu could plead for mercy, Yuan Cheng let go and pushed him away with a cold face.

"Master." Lian Qi's face turned blue, he quickly knelt down and lowered his head, "This subordinate is guilty, please punish me, Master."

Wen Wuyu stayed on the spot.Fearing that he might be wrong, the prince backhandedly took his brother's life.

Yuan Cheng considers himself a reasonable person, so he doesn't know what everyone is afraid of.

As for Lian Qi's crime, of course it is justifiable, he was worried about the palace, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to explain to Xie Wancheng, so after weighing it over and over again, he came up with this bad policy.

Xie Wancheng has been around the world for many years, so he is considered to be a smart person. Last time, he was negligent in guarding against it. If he let the tiger go back to the mountain, it would be like disappearing into the sea. It will be very difficult to find him again.

It was Xie Wancheng's idea to visit the palace together at night, relatively speaking, he actually wanted to see Wen Wuyu more.

The atmosphere froze for a while, Yuan Cheng dragged Wen Wuyu away,

"Lean Qi come with me."

Lian Qi stood up and followed.

Xie Wancheng, who was ignored, had to wait there, admiring the rough filling of the pit by the five majors and the third.

in the library.

Yuan Cheng took out a stack of rice paper and handed it to Lian Qi,

"Give it to shopkeeper He, and let him build it as it is within half a month."

"Of order." Lian Qi took the rice paper and stuffed it into his bosom.

Wen Wuyu raised his eyes and stared at the ground again, only saw a few pieces of paper, and couldn't even tell the pictures from the words on them.

"Also, remind Mr. Liu and tell him to keep his mouth shut."

"Yes."

"You don't need to follow me anymore, if you are bored outside, then it's up to you. Wen Qu, go and say something, his master is very good."

As Yuan Cheng said, he took the cool tea on the table and brought it to Wen Wuyu.

Wen Wuyu responded with a bright smile appropriately,

"Yes, I wish him a lot of money and good luck."

Then he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. The tea was refreshing and just quenched his thirst.

Yuan Cheng half-closed his eyes with a smile, "Go after you write it down, and help Lian Yi bury the soil before leaving."

Lian Qi agreed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

If he had come back a few hours earlier, the prince would have given up his burden long ago.

"Have been busy for half a night, are you tired?" Yuan Cheng took him by his side and walked towards Xiaozhu behind the study.

"It's really tiring."

"May I give you a shoulder squeeze later?"

"Then how dare you bother the prince."

"It doesn't matter, you can count how many things you have moved."

"...not much, not very little..."

Wen Wuyu answered every sentence, and always felt that the prince was hiding a knife in his smile.

He has figured it out, compared with Lian Qi's martial arts, senior brother's martial arts is still to be judged, at least the difference is not much, otherwise, with senior brother's temper, it is impossible to let others hold him hostage.But compared with the prince, he is completely insignificant.

Now that he is in the palace, he doesn't dare to annoy the prince with one more nonsense.