[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

"It's you again." Nan Nian pushed away the person who was hugging him, looked at the masked man in front of him, and felt unbelievable, why is it him again?Is he following him?

"Ah."

"Why did you save me? Why didn't you let me die with them?"

Nan Nian was already mentally prepared to die on the battlefield. It would be better to die on the battlefield than to be a deserter.Anyway, there is nothing in this world that he really cares about.

He knew that Ye Jing's saving him was definitely not out of kindness. How kind can a killer be?

"I don't care about their life or death, I only care about you." A sentence that should have been said affectionately came out of Ye Jing's mouth, but it seemed extremely cold.

"Why do you care about me?" Nan Nian knew that this person had no heart at all, maybe this person's heart was not in him at all.

Every time Ye Jing looked at him, it was as if he was looking at others through him, before and now.

Ye Jing suddenly approached Nan Nian, hooked his chin frivolously, and said, "It's a pity to die with this face of yours. It's just right to turn back and become a male favorite."

"You..." Nan Nian became anxious, unable to speak, she shook off Ye Jing's hand, turned around and left.

He's said that before, and he's just teasing him.

Ye Jing looked at Nan Nian's back, and suddenly said: "You have no way out, he can't tolerate you, what are you going back for?"

"I know." Nan Nian was very tired, and his hoarse voice revealed his exhaustion.

He used to be vaguely aware of his fourth brother's hostility towards him, but he didn't care, the hidden guards who followed him every day would settle it for him.

But now, no, just now, those hidden guards who had been with him for three years all died protecting him.

Loyal subordinates and treacherous brothers, ah, he doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky.

After this battle, the fourth younger brother treated him like this and directly pushed him to the edge of the fire pit. He really understood that the emperor has no family affection.

But why didn't he go back and let that man step on the corpses of the soldiers to replace him as the crown prince?

"Ye Jing, thank you." Nan Nian turned around and thanked her, then wanted to go back to the capital of Ming Dynasty.

However, the night scene teleported in front of him, blocking his way.

Ye Jing hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled charmingly, "A thank you is enough? Is your life worth a thank you?"

"Isn't it still worth 20 gold? I'll just pay you back in the future." Nan Nian was a little suspicious that Ye Jing pestered him because of the 20 gold, after all, it was indeed a large sum.

"I'm not short of money, but I'm short of a bed warmer." Ye Jing said ambiguously in Nan Nian's ear, his deep voice was as evocative as spirits.

Nan Nian was a little dazed, and when he realized it, Ye Jing was looking at him and smiling inexplicably.

"I,,, I, you get out of the way! Don't block the way of this palace!"

Nan Nian's face full of embarrassment and anger aroused Ye Jing's bad taste, and he suddenly wanted to make this man cry hard, to see if he would look more like Yun Le when he cried.

"Pfft." Nan Nian vomited a big mouthful of blood because of his shortness of breath and the internal injury in his chest, and some of it splashed on Ye Jing's black robe.

Nan Nian has been holding on just now, he doesn't want to be as embarrassed as before in front of this person, but now he can't hold on at all.

The palm of the hand covering his mouth was full of bright red blood, slowly flowing from his fingers, and there was a kind of fragile coquettishness.

Ye Jing hugged Nan Nian by the waist and went back to An Ye.

With Nan Nian like this, he was almost unsteady when he walked, how could he go back?

That good brother of his wished for him to die, how could he allow him to go back safely?

Chen Jun's prison was set up in a gray tent, with individual iron cages inside, not like cages for people, but like cages for livestock.

Yun Le shrank in one of the huge iron cages, and his wrists and ankles were also shackled.

Yun Le stared at Yang Wei's hand with dull eyes, tightly biting Yang Wei's hand.

Yang Wei became anxious, so he slapped Yun Le with his hands.

Yun Le's left cheek was swollen all of a sudden, and the red palm prints on his pale face clearly showed Yang Wei's atrocities.

Yun Le was lying on the ground, and it was difficult to move.

Yang Wei frantically greeted Yunle one by one.

When the long needle sank into the flesh, Yun Le was in pain and sweated profusely, and his whole body twitched.

Yang Wei's method is much more ruthless than that of Xiao Geli's former nuns.

More than a dozen needles were inserted into Yunle's shoulder, and Yunle was so painful that his consciousness was almost blurred.

Yang Wei took Yun Le's hand again and pressed a bright red fingerprint on the paper.

Seeing Yunle's narrowed eyes, Yang Wei gave Yunle another slap to wake him up.

"Sign your name here, otherwise you will know the consequences, don't toast and not eat fine wine." Yang Wei threatened in a rough voice.

"" Yun Le didn't say a word, and didn't even glance at him.

He won't sign it, absolutely not.

Although Yunle is weak and easy to bully, he will never do what he doesn't want to do. He is also a person with backbone. Although he looks weak, he also has a man's blood in his heart.

Rather die than give up.

Yang Wei was helpless, he couldn't use lynching blatantly, after all, he didn't get Qiao Yu's consent to interrogate the prisoner.

He can't do it too obviously, otherwise it might attract people's suspicion and set him on fire.

Just when Yang Wei was upset, a guard's voice came from the door.

"His Royal Highness King An."

As soon as Yang Wei couldn't hear it well, he hurriedly put the silver needle on the side of the rack.

How can it be so fast?The man clearly told him that Wang An would be in a coma for at least three days, and it was only the second day, why did he wake up?

When Qin Ruoyao came in and saw the scene in front of him, he was so angry that he spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot, staining the moon-white brocade robe with blood red.

His Yunle, the person he held in his palm, lay on the ground with his eyes closed, like a silent rag doll.

Qiao Yu told him that Yun Le was fine, that Yun Le was fine, is this the so-called fine?This is the so-called good?

"You hurt him?" Qin Ruoyao asked in a ghastly tone, which made Yang Weimeng swallow his saliva in fright.

"No, no, I don't, I just want to help the general interrogate this Ming spy."

"Huh!" Qin Ruoyao snorted coldly, "Interrogation? Are you worthy?" On 6.6th, 4000 fan red envelopes, at 10:1002446250 p.m.