Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Yan Xingyu had a conversation with him, and Jing Hanzhang saw that he seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time, so he was not willing to embarrass him anymore, so he helped him to lie down.

"Go to sleep."

Yan Xingyu said vaguely, "Okay."

Unlike the vigilance two years ago, Yan Xingyu almost fell into a deep sleep with his eyes closed.

Jing Hanzhang became more and more worried, and tucked the quilt for him, frowning to look for the fish's breath.

It's just that when he agreed to bloodletting to take Buddha's root, Yuxi, who had been trying to get his blood two years ago, refused again.

Jing Hanzhang was stunned, wishing he could pull the fish breath up and shake it: "Why is it useless? You said it was useful before?!"

Yu Xi gritted his teeth tightly, as if restraining something, he said with difficulty: "That happened two years ago, I studied the prescription again during this period, and the root of Buddha mixed with human blood can't be used as medicine at all. "

His reaction was very strange. It didn't seem like bloodletting was useless, but rather... he was threatened by someone and dared not bleed Jing Hanzhang's blood.

Jing Hanzhang looked at him blankly for a while, unable to tell whether Yu Xi's words were true or not.

It was clearly agreed, so why is it suddenly useless?

If his blood is useless, how can Yan Xingyu's heart disease be cured?

For the first time, Jing Hanzhang felt a bone-chilling chill that spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

But before he could think of a good solution, King Rui sent someone to call him over, saying that a secret passage was found deep in the prison of Dali Temple.

This matter is considered a drama. Master Zhewei, who has been stirring up trouble everywhere in the capital city, has plotted against many people in the past two years, including the second prince and King Rui. He was sent to prison together.

Chang Xiao is a well-known dandy in the capital city. He used to roam the capital with Yan Weiming, but then the little idiot Yan Weiming suddenly woke up for some reason, and stopped hanging out with them. Instead, he packed his things and went to the Imperial Academy to study hard.

Chang Xiao is ignorant, obsessed with beauty, even the prime minister dared to think about it back then, even if his father was the minister of the Ministry of Rites, he couldn't stop him from committing suicide like this.

After Chang Xiao was imprisoned, he complained for many days and finally felt hopeless, crying and shouting all day and banging his head against the wall.

Chang Xiao's head is solid, but the wall is indeed hollow. He wants to die but is cowardly, not daring to hit it, just like knocking on a wooden fish.

After banging and banging for a long time, Prison Cheng was so annoyed that he heard something wrong when he came to check.

I asked someone to come over to investigate, only to find that there was a secret passage leading to the outside deep in the prison of Dali Temple.

The prison where Chang Xiao was in was exactly the place where Feng Chenzhou stayed for a month two years ago to avoid the rumored "indiscriminate disaster".

When Jing Hanzhang heard this, he immediately left the mansion and followed King Rui to Dali Temple.

He now finally knows how Feng Chenzhou sneaked out to steal the Xuanyu Token back then, and the most ridiculous thing is that at that time, he was still calling for a thief, deliberately looking for a dead man and a fake Xuanyu Token, and deceived everyone .

The more Jing Hanzhang thought about it, the angrier he became, his fists were hardened.

King Rui has checked the secret passage of the prison, and indeed it can lead to the outside of Dali Temple without being noticed.

Jing Hanzhang immediately rushed to Fengfu with the attendants brought from the northwest.

The Feng mansion was engulfed in flames, leaving only the body of Feng Chenzhou burned beyond recognition by the fire.

Jing Hanzhang stared deeply, and the attendant at the side said: "Your Highness, this... Lord Feng committed suicide in fear of crime?"

"Suicide ghost!" Jing Hanzhang's face was ugly, "If he is scared to commit suicide if something goes wrong, how could he have the courage to dig secret tunnels in Dali Temple?! He is definitely not dead, so go to arrest him and search all over the capital The city wants to find him too!"

"Yes!"

This night caused panic, and Jing Hanzhang returned home exhausted after working in Dali Temple for half the night.

Yan Xingyu was still sleeping soundly with his clothes in his arms, Jing Hanzhang sat there with him for a while, then got up and went back to his bedroom.

His wolfish ambitions are not so obvious yet, since Yan Xingyu has been abducted into the mansion, he didn't make an inch and wanted to share the same bed.

Jing Hanzhang comforted himself that this matter had to be done step by step, and it would be bad if it scared Yan Xingyu, who was suffering from heart disease.

While thinking wildly, Jing Hanzhang went to the next room, and as soon as he opened the door and entered, he smelled a strange fragrance.

He walked in with a frown, and saw that incense was still burning in the room, and a wisp of white smoke floated straight up, and slowly dispersed in mid-air, filling the room little by little.

"Come on."

Soon, a servant came.

Jing Hanzhang pointed at the incense: "Who ordered this?"

The attendant said: "The people sent by His Majesty are afraid that His Majesty will accept the bed, so they specialize in soothing incense."

Jing Hanzhang was laughed out of anger, and still recognized the bed. Does the emperor still treat him as a three-year-old child? !

He said impatiently, "Move it down for me."

The attendant hurriedly said yes.

After a while, the incense burner was moved out, and Jing Hanzhang opened the window to let the air out for a while, and then he felt better.

He muttered in a low voice: "What kind of ghostly fragrance, it smells greasy, it hasn't..."

The scent of the medicine on Yan Xingyu's body is not so good, what kind of god is he?

Thinking about it, Jing Hanzhang tidied up and frowned.

In the middle of the night, in a drowsy state, Jing Hanzhang finally knew what the incense was for.

He was hot all over, sweating layer after layer, almost soaking the obscene clothes on his body, Jing Hanzhang struggled to wake up, his throat was dry, he propped himself up and sat up to call for someone.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and someone came holding a candle.

Jing Hanzhang thought it was a guard, and was about to ask him to prepare hot water for a bath, when he turned his head and met a beautiful face.

A woman in thin clothes was bathed in candlelight, looking at Jing Hanzhang with watery eyes.

Jing Hanzhang was startled.

The woman walked gracefully to the side of the couch, leaned forward slightly, and exhaled like blue: "Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang looked at her coldly: "Who are you?"

Before the woman could speak, the guards had already rushed in, hurriedly knelt down, and said, "Your Highness, this is the servant girl sent by the palace. Your Majesty said that His Highness is not young, so...it's time to do something. "

Knowing that it was sent by the emperor, Jing Hanzhang's face was more ugly than ever. He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to cut the person in front of him with his sword.

He said coldly: "His Highness does not need to be taught, get out."

The woman was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

The guard was a little embarrassed: "But His Majesty ordered..."

Jing Hanzhang looked darkly, and said indifferently: "Do you want to live to return to the emperor tomorrow, or die here tonight? I have been in the northwest for two years, and I didn't eat sand all day long."

The attendant was startled, and immediately fell to the ground: "This subordinate... this subordinate is guilty."

"Take her away."

Jing Hanzhang closed his eyes. He probably knew that the hotness in his body was not a normal desire, and it would not go away for a while. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and whispered: "Bring some cold water."

"Yes."

Jing Hanzhang said again: "Don't tell anyone what happened tonight."

The guard hesitated for a moment, looked at Jing Hanzhang's cold eyes full of murderous intent, and hurriedly lowered his head: "Obey."

Soon, the cold water was ready, Jing Hanzhang undressed and took a bath with a blank face, cursing in his heart.

I don't know what aphrodisiac was added to the incense, and Jing Hanzhang soaked in cold water until midnight before he could manage to suppress the heat on his body.

Early the next morning, Jing Hanzhang entered the palace with a sullen face, and sent the crying woman back.

The emperor was very happy when Jing Hanzhang returned to Beijing. He rewarded him with many things in the past two days, and that beautiful woman was also one of the rewards.

It's just that he didn't expect that Jing Hanzhang confiscated everything except the beauty.

Because of the fright two years ago, the emperor's body was weakened a lot. He was so angry by Jing Hanzhang, he frowned and said, "It's just a housemaid, what's wrong with teaching you to know the governor?"

He said, and began to scold again: "You are not too young, and you will be crowned this year, that girl from the Feng family is indeed..."

Before the emperor had finished praising Feng Qingling, Jing Hanzhang snorted and lazily said, "I don't know anything about Feng Chenzhou, who dug a secret passage in the prison of Dali Temple yesterday for private reasons, and was also suspected of escaping from prison to steal Xuanyu from the Prince Regent's Palace." Ling, has already absconded in fear of crime. The Feng family is dead long ago, and you still want to point Feng Qingling to me, okay, you ask the Jingzhe Guards to find Feng Qingling and see if they can find her?"

Jing Hanzhang came too early, the emperor just got up and didn't go to court, he didn't know that King Rui and Jing Hanzhang found out about midnight in Dali Temple last night. The matter...is Feng Chenzhou?"

"That's right." Jing Hanzhang put his arms around his arms and dangled his legs, "Feng Chenzhou had already escaped by feigning death last night. Father, it is best for the Jingzhe Guards to catch him quickly. If he is caught, he may be able to follow the vines and know the dormancy." Who is the master of the Zhewei in the capital city?"

The emperor's face darkened.

Compared with the sting guards left behind by the regent, Jing Hanzhang's work as a room servant is nothing short of trivial.

The emperor waved his hand casually: "Let's go, let's do what you like, I don't care."

Jing Hanzhang pretended to thank you, and walked away with a smile on his face.

Jing Hanzhang consciously solved the matter of the house maid, he was in a good mood, he almost forgot about Feng Chenzhou, and on the way back to the house, he went to buy fried crispy fish and candied fruit.

When he leisurely returned home, Yan Xingyu had already woken up, and was drinking medicine obediently with his eyes downcast.

For some reason, Yu Xi's face was so ugly that he said, "...there is no Buddha rooted in the capital, how many times do I have to say it before you believe it?! It's just bloodletting..."

Yan Xingyu heard Jing Hanzhang's recognizable footsteps, and immediately put the medicine bowl in his hand into Yu Xi's hand, and said, "Go."

Yuxi: "..."

Yu Xi was so angry that he shook his sleeves and left, angrily said: "I don't care if you die or not!"

As soon as Jing Hanzhang entered the door, he was sprayed with fish's breath, and immediately scolded him when he heard this: "What do you mean you can't die, is the bad luck in the morning not bad luck?!"

Yu Xi was too lazy to talk to these two mentally ill people, so he ran away pressing his chest.

Jing Hanzhang was still shouting from behind: "Take this back to me! Did you hear that?!"

Yu Xi ignored him and soon disappeared.

Jing Hanzhang had no choice but to enter the room with his mouth curled up.

Yan Xingyu was secretly putting on the clothes that he had been holding all night, when he saw Jing Hanzhang coming in, he rolled his eyes.

As soon as Jing Hanzhang saw him, he was in a good mood. After chewing the last bite of the crispy fish, he handed the candied fruit box to Yan Xingyu.

"Did you just drink medicine? That's right, eat a candied fruit."

Yan Xingyu slept for too long, but he was in good spirits today, so he stretched out his hand and squeezed a candied fruit.

Jing Hanzhang thought he wanted to eat by himself, but Yan Xingyu raised his head and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jing Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, biting the candied fruit, his face turned red.

He muttered softly: "I have hands, if I want to eat, I can take it myself."

Having said that, he still squeezed one back and forth and sent it to Yan Xingyu's lips.

Yan Xingyu rushed forward to grab the candied fruit, and his soft lips accidentally touched Jing Hanzhang's fingertips, causing Jing Hanzhang to shiver uncontrollably.

Then, his face turned even redder.

Jing Hanzhang was secretly happy, when he heard Yan Xingyu ask vaguely while eating candied fruit: "Your Highness, I heard that a woman came out of your room last night."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang was so frightened that he almost choked on the candied fruit, his eyes widened in shock: "I didn't!"

Yan Xingyu's tone was very casual, but it made Jing Hanzhang's hair stand on end in fright.

Yan Xingyu looked at him suspiciously: "Your Highness, nothing?"

Jing Hanzhang was still in shock, afraid that Yan Xingyu might misunderstand, but when he calmed down and looked at Yan Xingyu's eyes, he found that there was no blame or disgust as he imagined, but it was the same as two years ago, all Jing Hanzhang couldn't bear to see him as pure as snow.

Then why is he asking such vague and ambiguous questions?

Jing Hanzhang was so scared that he almost jumped out of the window.

Jing Hanzhang wanted to hug his head and groan, he was in extreme pain: "Yan Xingyu, in the past two years... Has no one taught you something? Are you stupid for copying Buddhist scriptures? Do you really want to see through the world with a pure heart and few desires? Become a monk?"

Yan Xingyu is nineteen years old, it seems that he really doesn't understand anything about love.

Facing such a person, Jing Hanzhang felt that even a little thought in his mind would be a great sin.

Yan Xingyu was full of curiosity: "Teach me what?"

The life he lived in Xiangfu was no different from that in Hanruo Temple. He copied books and chanted Buddhism all day long, even outsiders were rarely seen.

Jing Hanzhang couldn't speak, he just wanted to wash his dirty self in the bucket of cold water again, as if he was worthy of talking to the pure deer.

However, this kind of Yan Xingyu made Jing Hanzhang a little relieved, at least when he was not in the capital city, Yan Ji did not deliberately stuff people into the deer house like the emperor did.

After all, Yan Xingyu was already this old, and someone else would have already married a wife and had children.

Seeing Jing Hanzhang like this, Yan Xingyu thought for a while, and felt that since Jing Hanzhang said that, then what kind of "thing" is this, he must be able to do it himself.

"What do I want to learn?" Yan Xingyu said seriously without knowing what he said, "If your Highness doesn't mind, you can teach me."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."