Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

In the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Feng Chenzhou committed suicide again in fear of crime.

When Jing Hanzhang's personal guard saw the cold corpse, he almost couldn't resist stabbing it.

The jailer guarding Feng Chenzhou next to him had a pale face: "He took poison and committed suicide just by not paying attention."

The personal guard remembered what Jing Hanzhang said when Feng Chenzhou committed suicide last time, and felt that Feng Chenzhou would not die so easily. He drew out his knife and asked tentatively, "How about chopping off his head?"

jailer:"……"

"How can this be so?!" The jailer was full of anger, "Poke more than a dozen knives and it will be done. Why do you have to cut off people's heads? Besides, can your knife do it?"

Personal guard: "..."

The two looked at each other.

Someone had already passed on the news of Feng Chenzhou, half a day later, King Rui's personal soldiers were ordered to come, and said: "Follow the old rules, just throw it in the mass grave."

The jailer hesitated: "Are you not afraid of his fake death?"

King Rui's personal soldiers glanced at him indifferently, and the jailer bowed immediately: "Yes."

Soon, King Rui's men directly dragged away the already stiff body, wrapped it in a straw mat and threw it to a mass grave outside the city.

The mass grave was very unlucky, the attendants left in a hurry after throwing him away, not seeing the man walking slowly in the woods.

Yu Xi leisurely walked over, he is a doctor, he has seen countless corpses, not to mention it is not the first time he has come here, walked to the fresh corpse without changing his face, lifted the straw mat and glanced at it. glance.

Feng Chenzhou's seven orifices were bleeding, his white hair was disheveled, and his death was extremely tragic.

Yu Xi glanced at him in distaste, took out the medicine he had prepared earlier from his sleeve, poked Feng Chenzhou's mouth for a few more needles, and made him swallow it forcefully.

A quarter of an hour later, his already stiff body suddenly trembled, Feng Chenzhou seemed to wake up from a big dream, he clutched his chest and gasped for breath, and came back to life.

Yuxi had already dragged him to the grove next to the mass grave. At this time, he was researching the improved prescription of the fake death medicine. When he heard the movement of Feng Chenzhou, he didn't even look at it. He casually said, "Are you awake?"

Feng Chenzhou panted for a while, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, the dead air on his face dissipated a lot.

"I almost died in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice." Feng Chenzhou cursed while panting, "Jing Hanzhang's personal guard actually wanted to cut off my head, you bastard! If it wasn't for me, how could King Rui be where he is today?"

Yu Xi gave a "tsk" and said, "Stop scolding, aren't you fine now?"

Feng Chenzhou said angrily: "That's my fate!"

Yu Xi said: "That's Xing Yu's supernatural powers, or do you think that the Ministry of Criminal Justice will not investigate and will easily throw such an important witness like you to the mass grave?"

Feng Chenzhou struggled to calm his breath, and he also reacted when he heard this, frowned and said: "Is he really teaming up with King Rui?"

"En." Yu Xi nodded, "The second prince has been arguing that he has nothing to do with Zhewei, but Yan Chenxi found the long-lost Xuanyu Order in his house, he couldn't argue, and now he started to bite. Yu."

Feng Chenzhou's shoulders started to ache when he heard Yan Xingyu's name, he hurriedly said: "I didn't say anything in front of the second prince!"

Yu Xi glanced at him, threw the small bundle beside Feng Chenzhou, and said, "Take the guide and documents, and leave the capital city."

Feng Chenzhou was thrown into a daze: "Why?"

"You can't be caught anymore." Yu Xi said, "Besides, if you stay in the capital and the second prince doesn't kill you, sooner or later Xing Yu will get tired of playing with you and kill you."

Feng Chenzhou stared at Xiaobao for a long time before shaking his head: "I won't go."

Yu Xi looked at him like a fool: "I'm saving you."

"Hasn't he gotten tired of playing with me yet?" Feng Chenzhou plausibly said, "As long as I'm still useful, he won't kill me."

Yu Xi stared at him silently for a while, with an indescribable look on his face: "Feng Chenzhou, you won't..."

Feng Chenzhou didn't say a word.

Yu Xi took a breath, and said in shock, "Have you been tortured crazy by him?"

"I haven't." Feng Chenzhou lowered his head and said vaguely, "I don't want to leave the capital city so easily, I still want to stay here to see who wins and loses in this game. Besides, my sister is still here, I can't leave her alone."

Yu Xi scolded him: "Your sister was trained by you to become a sting guard. She is so capable, you don't need to worry about her at all! Feng Chenzhou, tell me the truth, are you really moved by Xing Yu... Heart?"

Feng Chenzhou stiffened his neck and did not speak.

Yu Xi looked at him in disbelief, and couldn't believe that Feng Chenzhou had been tortured like that by Yan Xingyu for the past two years, yet he was still moved?

Wouldn't this stupid thing confuse the palpitations of fear with the palpitations of love? !

Yu Xi took a deep breath, still unable to bear the tragic end of his friends for many years, and patiently persuaded him: "Then you should also know, Xing Yu and His Highness the Seventh Prince..."

"I don't care." Feng Chenzhou said, "If Jing Hanzhang knows that it is the adults who have disturbed the situation in the capital city for the past two years, maybe he will be separated from the adults, then I will have a chance."

Yuxi: "..."

Feng Chenzhou said clearly: "What Jing Hanzhang likes is the obedient and docile appearance of the lord before he went crazy, but if he sees the way the lord treats other people in private, he will definitely be disillusioned."

Yu Xi looked at Feng Chenzhou immersed in the illusion with a complicated expression, and felt that he was also crazy.

"What do you like about him?"

"I liked his face at first." Feng Chenzhou thought about the first encounter in the prison of Dali Temple, but soon shivered, "Later..."

Then why?

Feng Chenzhou thought about it for a long time, only to realize that what he admired was not Yan Xingyu's cruelty when he treated him.

Compared with Yan Xingyu's cold-blooded ruthlessness in private and the warmth he treated Jing Hanzhang, under such a big difference, Feng Chenzhou was inexplicably sour, and wished he could replace Jing Hanzhang.

The worst thing was that Jing Hanzhang didn't know how special he was in Yan Xingyu's heart, and foolishly thought that the person in his arms was a pure and harmless deer.

Most of Feng Chenzhou's hatred for Jing Hanzhang came from this.

Only then did Feng Chenzhou vaguely realize that what he wanted was Yan Xingyu's slightly different treatment from others. Since he couldn't get the tenderness in front of Jing Hanzhang, he simply made the mistake of making him interested in him.

Yan Xingyu is playful, and prefers to treat human life as a pawn, so Feng Chenzhou follows his mind and gives him what he wants to make fun of.

It is rare for Yan Xingyu to have such a great interest in people. If Jing Hanzhang really abandoned him, then Feng Chenzhou thought that he would be Yan Xingyu's next special treatment target.

After all, he teamed up with Yan Ji and almost killed Jing Hanzhang, and Yan Xingyu didn't even have the heart to kill him.

The self-confidence of Feng Chenzhou fans.

No matter how Yu Xi persuaded him, Feng Chenzhou still refused to leave the capital, and in the end Yu Xi didn't bother to bother him, so he could do it if he wanted to die.

Feng Chenzhou Yirong returned to the capital, and went to Jing Hanzhang's mansion with Yu Xi.

Yu Xi has already started researching Buddha root medicine, Feng Chenzhou volunteered to test the medicine for Yan Xingyu, Yu Xi glanced at him, and let him try the first bowl of Buddha root medicine that he could not determine the dosage as he wished.

Feng Chenzhou drank it all in one gulp, so he didn't get up for more than half a month, and he didn't dare to thump around again.

Jing Hanzhang was young and energetic, and he was alive and kicking within two months of his head injury.

Yan Xingyu's heart disease also slowed down little by little due to the medicinal effect of Buddha's root. By the end of summer, most of the dull pain in his heart had dissipated. Afterwards, as long as the medicine continued to warm him up, his heart disease would be completely cured.

After all, the second prince is the emperor's son. Even if he murdered the prince, he would be grounded for half a year for no other reason. In addition, the second prince suddenly grabbed and bit Yan Xingyu for no reason, which made the already suspicious emperor even more fearful.

Perhaps, the sickly boy was not as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

One afternoon, Yan Xingyu was writing a copybook for Jing Hanzhang, intending to let him practice his handwriting.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, accompanied by the fragrance of lotus leaves, Yan Xingyu focused on nothing else, writing a copybook stroke by stroke with his lowered eyes, feeling as if someone had knocked on the window suddenly.

Yan Xingyu didn't raise his head, and said flatly: "Your Highness, don't make trouble."

Jing Hanzhang, holding a bunch of lotus leaves and lotus flowers, jumped down from the roof, with his red sash hanging on his shoulders, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Wrong, don't call me Your Highness in the future."

Yan Xingyu put down the pen after writing the last stroke, raised his head with a smile, and said kindly, "What should it be called?"

Jing Hanzhang took out an imperial decree from the back of his waist, and said triumphantly, "My name is Wang Ye."

Yan Xingyu was startled: "Your Highness has been crowned king?"

Jing Hanzhang propped up his hands, sat on the window sill with his long legs dangling, squinted his eyes and smiled: "That's right, next month's conferring ceremony will be held with me and the crown ceremony, killing three birds with one stone, three blessings come to the door."

Yan Xingyu was opening the imperial decree to see his title, when he heard the words, he said casually, "What joy is there?"

Jing Hanzhang hooked his hands at him, and said with a smirk: "Come here, the prince will tell you."

Yan Xingyu didn't care about the imperial decree anymore, and hurried to the window lattice.

Jing Hanzhang was sitting on the window sill, two heads taller than Yan Xingyu. When he looked down at him, his eyes seemed like the scorching sun was pouring on the lake, and the sparkling water was like that.

Yan Xingyu raised his head and looked at him eagerly.

Jing Hanzhang coughed dryly, trying to suppress the instinctive embarrassment, and pretended to be calm: "My father... promised to give us a marriage."

Yan Xingyu was stunned.

Jing Hanzhang whispered: "You... you can get married whenever you want, your lord..."

As he spoke, he was stunned for a moment. He always felt that this self-proclaimed weird person asked him to change back to "Your Highness", but he refused. After thinking about it, he had to change the term.

Jing Hanzhang said with a blushing face, "Your Hanzhang... all depends on you."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

After he finished speaking, his face became hot, so he could only frown and fiddle with the lotus in his hand, pretending to be busy to cover up his shyness.

Yan Xingyu looked at him for a while, then leaned forward gently, tiptoed, hugged Jing Hanzhang's neck, and murmured: "I want to marry Your Highness tomorrow."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang felt a little hot all over, coughed and hugged Yan Xingyu in his arms, and reasoned with him.

"Tomorrow is too fast to get ready."

Yan Xingyu leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I don't care about this."

"You don't care, I care." Jing Hanzhang snorted, "I must welcome you to my palace in a splendid manner, and shut up all those who secretly say about you."

The expression on Yan Xingyu's face became more and more gentle: "Okay."

"Then it's settled." Jing Hanzhang jumped down from the window lattice with his arms in his arms, twirled around happily a few times, and said with joy, "I'll ask the national teacher to choose a good and auspicious day, and we will do it on the chosen day."

"it is good."