After dressing as a sick and weak villain

Seeing that Jiang Yanchi really had murderous intentions, Chu Xie hurriedly checked the data again.

The completion of the plot is 75%.The fit degree of Chuxie is 100%, and the fit degree of Xuchun shepherd is 15%.

15%...

Why did it drop again.

"What will happen if I am directly beaten to death now." Chu Xie hurriedly asked the system.

"If the data value is not up to the standard, you will not be able to get rebirth...Host, you should think of a way, the completion of the plot is a little bit, because Xu Chun shepherd's setting fit is too low...No matter what, you can't die here Ah woo woo..." The system silently turned on the pain relief buff to the maximum for him while crying.

How did I know that Jiang Yanchi's behavior is so unpredictable!

Just die here.

No, no.He is going to be born again.

Chu Xie struggled suddenly, but his body was weak, and the jailer pressed down a little harder and was suppressed back.

"Hmm—" He raised his neck and turned to look at Jiang Yanchi.

You, give me another chance to quibble!

Jiang Yanchi knew that this person had a tongue as bright as a lotus, and his temperament was cunning and cunning, and he could say that he would die if he spoke.

She didn't intend to take off the gag and give him another chance to speak.

Xu Chunmu's whereabouts can be found out slowly after Chu Xie is dealt with.

Thinking of that man, Jiang Yanchi felt a dull pain in his heart, and looked coldly at the jailer putting the stick on, "It's too late to beg for mercy now. Leaving your whole body is already cheap."

Since Chu Xie picked him up from the cold palace three years ago.

In those more than 1000 days and nights, I never had a good day.

He should have died long ago.If I had made this decision earlier, Amu would not...

Chu Xie was only wearing two thin single clothes, but now they were drenched, the snow-white clothes were tightly attached to his body, and the ankles were tied tightly with hemp rope, making his legs look slender and straight.

The thin back was held down by a hand, unable to move at all.

Xiao Xizi hurried over, and whispered in Jiang Yanchi's ear: "The people from Yue State's mansion have already got off their sedan chairs outside Zhao Prison, Your Highness, this..."

"stop."

Jiang Yanchi's eyes remained cold, looking at the thin body in front of him who had no power to fight back.

"What are you doing in a daze, beat yourself to death."

The executioner was in a dilemma, he closed his eyes and lifted the stick high, and threw it at the person with seven or eight percent of his strength.The man's mouth was stuffed to death, and he could only hear whining in pain, his forehead was soaked with sweat, his messy temple hair was tightly pressed against his cheeks, and his black pupils seemed to be soaked in water, shining wetly.

Soon the light dimmed.

The man was weak and didn't take the punishment at all, but after a dozen or so sticks, there were spots of blood oozing out, the strength of the struggle gradually became weaker, and the man passed away completely.

The executioner saw that he was breathing in less air and exhaling more, so he didn't dare to beat him anymore. He observed His Highness the Prince's expression and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, Your Highness... this, I'm afraid it's not good..."

"Why, do you want me to do it myself?!" Jiang Yanchi glanced up and down at the jailer, "You have no guts!"

"Your Highness, you can't beat him anymore, if you beat him again, you'll really die..." The jailer at the side kowtowed his head vigorously on the ground, and refused to do anything else.

Not to mention that the person who was tortured was Chu Xie, who had a lot of power in the government and the public. Just from above, there were several big figures like thunder who greeted him at the same time, and he had to take good care of this person. I am afraid that the lives of my family will follow.

But after a while, Xiao Xizi came stumblingly again: "Your Highness, Your Highness... the Duke of Yue has come in person, the villain can't stop... I can't stop..."

Jiang Yanchi panicked, fisted his hands, his knuckles turned blue.

As if he had made up his mind, he kicked the jailer: "Hurry up and do it!"

The jailer was in a dilemma, so he could only hold the long red-lacquered stick again and lift it up high. Just as he threw the stick a few more times at his leg, which was relatively less seriously injured, he heard a shout: "Stop!"

In the end, he still didn't stop the Duke.

Zhao Yu, Duke of Yue, was escorted by his grandson to Zhao Prison in person. Looking at the messy scene in front of him, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and cut the rope first, helping him down, avoiding being caught behind him. The blood-soaked wound supported the man's arms: "Hurry up, go to the imperial doctor Xuan!"

"Your Highness, it's not clear that this matter was not done by Mr. Chu."

Jiang Yanchi looked at the Duke of Yue, he couldn't let go of his heart, and his voice was very rude: "Whether he did it, the Duke of Yue doesn't know."

The Duke of Yue looked at the little prince with twinkling eyes and a dignified appearance, he was somewhat similar to the Emperor Xuanhe back then, he already had the air of a king at such a young age.

As if sighing, he said, "Why is Your Highness so eager to put him to death? The seal of the country has already been returned to Your Highness."

Why is everyone mentioning the country seal with him.

It's as if Chu Xie only needs to make a little concession to himself, and he should be grateful to Dade and remember it in his heart for the rest of his life.

But in the end, isn't he the one who has the right to interfere in politics!

"Master Zhao." Jiang Yanchi looked sullen, "Is the surname Jiang or Chu in this world?!"

"Your Highness, this is serious." The Duke gave his grandson a wink, told him to take him away first, and then stepped forward to stop His Highness the Crown Prince who wanted to follow, "The current situation is delicate, and His Highness the Crown Prince should not So impatient. Even if you can kill Chu Xie, will you be able to solve all the problems? Can you still sit firmly on the throne... Didn’t you just make a wedding dress for the King of the Mausoleum!"

"But!"

But the evil things that Chu Xie did in the past, should he be exposed lightly just because of his great power?

He clearly knew that he killed his mother, even... Amu, couldn't he kill him?

He had already entered Zhao Prison, and finally fell into his own hands.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

You can put him to death.

Jiang Yanchi looked at the disappearing figure, full of unwillingness.But seeing that Chu Xie's whole body was limp, Zhao Xuan couldn't help it, and kept sliding down.

The son of the Duke of Yue adjusted his posture, almost with his back half on his back, and stepped out of Zhao Prison at a faster pace.

"His Royal Highness, think clearly. Is it a good strategy to trust the Xu family of Zhen Guohou so much... The Xu family is already too powerful in the northern border, and now..."

Xiao Xizi suddenly ran in with a letter in his hand, walked up to Jiang Yanchi, gasped and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness! Marquis of Zhen Guo, the young master of the Xu family has come to Beijing!"

Jiang Yanchi didn't care to listen to Yue Guogong's words, strode over to take the thin piece of paper, read it up and down, and finally got some blood on his face, and let out a long breath.

still alive.

Xu Chunmu is still alive.

It's great that he didn't die at the hands of Chu Xie.

The coldness in the fundus of the eyes turned into a soft light, and even the circles of the eyes turned a light red.

Outside the north gate of Shangjing, Xu Chunmu was stopped outside the city gate to wait as usual because he only brought the official seal but did not get the official amulet.The soldiers guarding the city watched from afar the young man in a long robe standing on horseback. His figure was thin and tall, his body was tall and straight, his skin was like a spring pear, and his red lips were extremely red.

A longbow is behind him, and a red-tasseled gun is tied on the horse's back.Can't hide the delicacy in his eyebrows.

She looks more delicate and pretty than a woman.

Is it someone who can fight? I'm afraid it's not a fake.

The other end discussed for a long time, not knowing whether to let him into the city.He didn't rush, but his expression was cold and solemn, and his inviolable appearance made people feel a little awe.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is fond of this Young Master Xu, and everyone in the capital knows that.

Xu Changling had just taken over the control of the Zhao family's imperial army, and the Xu family was in full swing right now, but he couldn't be neglected easily.

After a while, the city gate opened wide, Xu Chunmu swung his whip with one hand, and drove straight in. Before the layers of wooden stakes at the gate of the city were moved away, he pulled the rein and the horse jumped over, spanning several feet and landed firmly.

The soldiers beside the stake were blown by a gust of wind, and looked at the distant figure with astonishment on their faces.

——Who said just now that this is not like a man who can fight.

Outside the palace city, Jiang Yanchi saw the galloping figure approaching from afar, as if the wind had blown sand into his eyes, which made his nose a little sore.

He also felt a little puzzled that he was so proficient in riding horses.

That was the first time he saw Xu Chunmu's face under the mask.

It turned out that he was born like this.

Clean, elegant and graceful.

If it is true what Xu Changling said, he doesn't look like a marching soldier.

"Your Highness, Wanan." Xu Chunmu took off his dusty ink-colored cloak, and inside he was wearing a crow green brocade uniform, with a few bamboo leaves embroidered on the front, adding a touch of elegance.

It's just that this person's expression is slightly cold, and the mountain looks up.

"How is it? Are you feeling better now?" Jiang Yanchi actually helped him up.

"Ok?"

Xu Chunmu followed the words, "There's nothing wrong with it."

After finishing speaking, he knelt on one knee and cupped his fists to perform the military salute, bowed his head and confessed: "I left my post without authorization and entered Beijing without permission. Please punish me, Your Highness."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Yanchi helped him up again, "It's good that you come, you will stay by my side from now on, I..."

"Dare to ask Your Highness, have you seen His Majesty in the past three years?"

Xu Chunmu obviously didn't intend to make unnecessary pleasantries with him.

"No……"

"Your Highness, do you know what kind of situation your Majesty is in now?"

"Probably...not very good...but except for Chu Xie, no one can..."

Jiang Yanchi's words stopped abruptly.

Suddenly raised his head to look at Xu Chunmu, and asked back: "Your Majesty, you should know better than me, why do you want to ask me?"

"Your Highness is joking. Chunmu has been far away in the north. How do you know about His Majesty's recent situation?" Xu Chunmu looked at the magnificent palace, suddenly thought of something, and asked again, "The Chu family has seized His Majesty. The seal of the country is now In his hands, or in the hands of His Highness?"

The uneasiness in Jiang Yanchi's heart gradually increased.

"In the……"

Xu Chunmu frowned: "Still detained in Chu Xie's hands?"

"In my hand..."

The blood on Jiang Yanchi's face faded little by little. He looked at Xu Chunmu in front of him, and when he heard him say, "Although it's offensive, I still hope that His Highness will hand over the seal of the country to your ministers to see if it's true or false," he pointed blankly. That case.

Xu Chunmu's fair and slender fingers solemnly removed the national seal. Seeing that the broken corner of the top was consistent with the portrait his grandfather had shown him, he said, "It's true. During the Yong'an Rebellion, I, the Xu family, guarded the country. It has been printed for eight years, and it will never be wrong. This is very good."

Fingers, phalanges evenly stop.

The figure is tall and thin.

Like, but not like.

Jiang Yanchi supported his head with his hands, and found that he couldn't remember the outline of A Mu in his memory.

Only by reaching out and grabbing Xu Chunmu's wrist, did he realize that he was not as thin as he imagined.After a tug, the man remained motionless, and asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

this person.

Although gentle but cold, his temper reveals straightness and meaninglessness.

He couldn't remember Amu's eyes.

But he remembered the look in his eyes.

There seemed to be some kind of fragile stubbornness hidden in the tenderness of those eyes.

"You, are you... Xu Chunmu?" Jiang Yanchi asked again.

"Yes. I am the grandson of Zhen Guohou Xu Yi, Xu's Chunmu." Xu Chunmu seemed to have thought of something, and took off the Xu Family Token from his waistband and handed it to the prince. Seeing me, I came here alone again, it is normal for His Highness to be a little suspicious."

meeting me for the first time?

Jiang Yanchi staggered two steps.

No, this is not right.But what was wrong.

'Your Highness, I was sent by the Xu family of Zhen Guohou to assist you. '

'To be honest, I am not an ordinary descendant of the Xu family. My surname is Xu, my first name is Chunmu, and my surname is Yu'an. '

Xu Chunmu walked in and handed over the token. Jiang Yanchi looked at those hands with distinct phalanges, slender and fair.Instead of taking the token, he held his right hand and looked at it.

On the inner side of the index finger and middle finger, there are obviously old calluses left by bowing and shooting arrows for many years, and wielding knives and guns.

Not the hands that taught themselves to pluck the strings.

Xu Chunmu didn't seem to have expected this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly withdrew his hand: "What is your Highness doing?"

Frowning slightly, after a long while, he said: "You have failed His Highness, Chunmu has been uncontrolled at the border since he was a child, and he doesn't know the rules of going to the capital... Other things, I'm afraid, can only disappoint His Highness's love .”

The meaning of the last sentence is very clear.

"Then you don't want to be a princess... but you want to beg the girl you like?" Jiang Yanchi seemed to be testing a bit in his words.

"Chunmu has never had a sweetheart."

Jiang Yanchi was stunned, a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

As if something crashed.

This person is not his Amu.

There was no time to greet Xu Chunmu again, and after a while, Jiang Yanchi returned to the side hall of the East Palace in a daze, his thoughts drifted away, as if he had gone out of his body.

Xiao Xizi called him several times but got no response, so frightened that she almost called the imperial doctor.

"Your Highness, what happened to you, Your Highness..."

"He's not Xu Chunmu. He lied to me." Jiang Yanchi muttered absently.

Thinking about it carefully, he only mentioned his identity twice.One time was to win his own trust, and the other time was to encourage himself to hand in evidence and cut off Chu Xie's back at the Jinhuan Casino.

All with a purpose.

He is not a noble young master at all.

He fabricated his identity to deceive himself in order to dispel his worries and encourage him to seize the opportunity without hesitation.

It was only now that I realized that I knew nothing about that person except for Xu Chunmu's identity.

Know nothing.

He was poisoned ten years ago... But now he is better, could it be, could it be that he didn't survive at all at that time...

The terrible conjecture hit his heart like a heavy hammer, smashing his heart and lungs to pieces.

Jiang Yanchi clutched his heart, almost suffocating.