cannon fodder attack

There was silence in the palace, the maids and eunuchs were all doing their own things with restrained breath, their footsteps were soft, fearing that they would run into some bad luck.

Just now, His Majesty made a big fuss.

When Yan Ling stepped into the imperial study, Xi Chengxu was standing behind the desk, picked up a memorial on the table and threw it at him.

"You are so brave, don't you take me seriously!"

Yan Ling didn't hide, and let the memorial hit him.

He dusted off his clothes, slowly picked up the memorial that fell to the ground, and flipped through it casually.

Xi Chengxu was inexplicably flustered by his attitude, so he frowned and said, "Why don't you explain it?"

Yan Ling finally raised his head and glanced at him, but that glance made Xi Chengxu subconsciously take a step back.

He had never seen the other party show him this look.

Full of coldness and indifference.

Judging from the situation on the day of the hunt, it was obvious that the other party was seriously injured, but now it seemed that not only was nothing happened, but his aura became stronger and stronger.

Yan Ling strolled up to Xi Chengxu, and there was a desk between them.

He flicked the memorial on the table, raised the corners of his lips, and said casually: "Explain what? Explain why I broke into the dungeon? Or explain..."

His tone gradually became lower, as if whispering.

"Why did I support you in the first place?"

Xi Chengxu was taken aback by this sentence, and suddenly wanted to back up but tripped and fell onto the chair.

His face turned pale, but he wanted to speak out, but he just muttered and didn't know what to say.

That's right, he was able to ascend to this position only with the help of Yan Ling. Without him, let alone ascending to the throne, he might be the first to be torn apart by the rest of the imperial brothers.

What he relied on was that Yan Ling liked him.

So he dared to lose his temper at the other party when he didn't like it, and dared to insult the other party in words, just to forgive the other party for not doing anything to him.

Yan Ling approached him and said in a low voice: "I have the ability to help you to the top, so naturally I also have the ability to help others to the top."

Xi Chengxu was startled, and suddenly raised his head to look at him.

Yan Ling looked at his expression carefully, and after a while, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He got up, smoothed his sleeves, glanced at the person who was still sitting on the chair without moving, turned around and went out the door.

The other party didn't like him, not even the slightest bit.

Then why didn't you reject him directly and cleanly?He will not be so low-handed that he will still pester the other party after he expressly refuses.

Walking under the red wall, the court ladies and eunuchs passing by would bow down in a hurry and say hello respectfully when they saw him.

Yan Ling laughed slightly mockingly.

That's right, there are always people who will be tempted by power.

When only Xi Chengxu was left in the imperial study room, he came back to his senses, with a residual panic in his expression.

It was as if something had escaped his grasp.

Xi Chengxu gritted his teeth.

Help others to the top, who to help?Sixth?

Although he sent people to Yan Ling on purpose before, that was just to protect himself, and it didn't mean that the other party wanted to take his place as well.

Thinking of someone who came to see him, a trace of determination flashed in Xi Chengxu's eyes.

……

Xi Ye was lying on the bed, thinking about the plot boredly.

He couldn't turn around for fear of being crushed on his shoulders, so he had to lie flat.

When Yan Ling left, he also heard what the other party said about entering the palace.

He knew that although the protagonist Shou was now disappointed with Scum Gong, it wasn't to the point where he had to drag Scum Gong down.

In the final analysis, it is to let it develop from now on, and stay out of it.

But in this way, once Slag Gong has his own power, the following things will still be the same as the original plot.

At most, the protagonist Shou raised his vigilance against Slag Gong.

Xi Ye sighed leisurely.

He lived in Yan Ling's mansion for a few days, during which time he was taken care of by his servants so that he had good food and clothing.

Xi Ye even felt that he gained a lot of weight.

After being able to move his body easily, Xi Ye began to wander around Yan Ling's mansion, and no one in the dark came out to stop him.

As the residence of the Prince Regent, the building is naturally very grand and spacious.

The zigzag corridors, the exquisite rockery, and the four-cornered gazebo in the center of the pond all show the wealth of the owner.

It's just that the martial arts training ground in the front yard gave the whole palace an indescribably chilling aura.

Before he got close, he heard the sound of a sharp sword piercing the air.

A figure was holding a long sword, and when he swung the sword, he rolled up the residual leaves on the ground, leaving only a shadow.

Xi Ye was watching with relish, when suddenly his eyes froze.

There was a red rope hanging around the man's neck, looming with his movements.

Xi Ye leaned against the tree, and before he could think about it, the silver sword came to him in an instant, with the tip of the sword against his throat.

Xi Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his tone: "Master Yan finally can't help but want to do something to me?"

He stretched out his index finger and gently moved the sword aside.

"It's too cruel to use a sword, I'm afraid of pain."

Yan Ling snorted coldly, put away his sword, glanced at him up and down, pulled his lips and said, "Afraid of the pain and still running around, do you think you are recovering too quickly?"

Xi Ye followed him to the shelf where various weapons were hung, smiled and said, "Master Yan is so stubborn about caring about people."

Yan Ling said with a cold face, "Believe it or not, I will let you try all of these."

Xi Ye glanced over the weapon rack.

Bows, crossbows, spears, sticks, knives, spears...

It's quite complete.

He shrugged his shoulders and walked away slowly.

Yan Ling looked at the back of the other party with a complicated expression.

Let Xi Ye stay in his mansion to recuperate, although it is partly because the other party blocked the arrow for him, so as to prevent the previous situation from happening again, after all, he does not arrive in time every time.

Furthermore, there is also a little selfishness of his.

He became curious about Xi Ye.

But what he was curious about, he didn't know.

Perhaps after that side hall, he gradually began to observe the other party intentionally.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything, but he will make elusive actions.

He once showed his skills in front of Xi Ye, and normal people would be terrified and afraid of it, but the other party not only had a calm expression, but even had the leisure to bet with him.

He didn't hide anything in front of him, and seemed completely unafraid of his investigation.

But he really didn't find out what the power behind the opponent was.

But if he really wanted to find out, Yan Ling couldn't help but look down at the sword in his hand.

Just doing it like this... He somehow didn't want to.

As Xi Ye walked over there, he thought about the scene he had just seen.

There is a red string hanging around the protagonist's neck.

Originally, this was nothing, and decorations were also possible.

But according to Yan Ling's temperament, it doesn't look like he is interested in this kind of jewelry.

Moreover, he intuitively felt that the red rope was not simple.

Will it be...

Xi Ye stopped in his tracks, with a faint guess in his heart.

He had to try it out.

……

In the middle of the night, in the kitchen, Aunt Li was about to close the door.

The regent never eats supper, so they never keep anyone at night.

"Auntie, wait a minute."

Aunt Li looked back in doubt, and saw a strange young man with his eyes bent. The aura on his body seemed unusual.

She suddenly thought that there was a Prince Duan coming to visit the mansion, and it must be the one in front of her.

Xi Ye hurriedly stopped the woman who was about to salute him, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, I just want to borrow the kitchen for a while."

Aunt Li felt a little fond of the gentle His Royal Highness Duan Wang, and asked kindly, "Do you want to make supper? There is no one in the kitchen now. If you don't mind, how about I cook you a bowl of noodles?"

Xi Ye's eyes lit up, he nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie, please trouble Auntie."

Aunt Li waved her hands in fright: "It's only a short while, how dare I take His Highness's thanks!"

Xi Ye stood aside silently, watching Aunt Li skillfully cook the noodles.

To be honest, he didn't come to the kitchen to cook for himself, he just wanted to find out if there were any pastries left, so that he could set up a plate so that he could have an excuse to bring it over to find someone.

But now there is a face.

When the steaming big bowl of noodles sprinkled with scallions was placed in front of his eyes, Xi Ye suddenly regretted it.

... This side is a bit fragrant.

Aunt Li wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Your Highness can use it, be careful of burning."

Xi Ye coughed and said, "I'll go back to the house to eat."

Aunt Li asked enthusiastically: "Do you need a servant to carry it for Your Highness?"

Xi Ye raised his face and shook his head, "No need, Auntie, I can handle it."

After saying goodbye to Aunt Li, he walked towards the study.

According to the protagonist's schedule, the other party should be reading in the study at this time.

"Bang bang—"

Yan Ling frowned lightly, the servants knew his habits and would not bother him at this time.

Except for one person.

"Come in."

Seeing the face in his hand, he paused for a moment with his fingertips holding the book, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

Xi Ye put the noodles on the table and pushed towards him with a smile on his face.

"I'll bring you a supper, can't you see it?"

"It's lucky. When I went, there was an aunt who hadn't left yet."

"This noodle smells old, don't you really want to try it?"

Yan Ling reached out to hold the bowl, preventing it from moving forward, with a half-smile on his face.

"In the middle of the night, His Royal Highness Duan came here specially to deliver supper to the king. No matter how you look at it, it's uneasy and kind?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the bowl of noodles, ignoring the aroma coming from the tip of his nose, and said in a cool tone, "Could it be that the noodles were poisoned?"

Xi Ye walked to Yan Ling's side, bent down suddenly and moved closer to him.

Yan Ling was startled, subconsciously leaned back: "What are you doing?"

Xi Ye moved closer, looking from behind as if he was throwing himself on Yan Ling.

He lightly stroked the other person's left shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You'll know if it's poisoned or not, just take a bite."

Yan Ling's body froze, and the other party seemed to be leaning against him. He couldn't ignore the warm breath in his ear, and he could clearly feel the temperature on his left shoulder through his clothes.

Burning to the apex of the heart.

Xi Ye slightly lowered his head to look at the other party's collar, and the things hanging on the red string were firmly covered under the clothes.

Tsk, just a little bit.

Thinking of this, he touched the other party's neckline with his fingers.

Just about to tear it apart, unexpectedly, the wrist was grabbed the next moment.

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