[Traveling] Attacking Wife Trick

Outside the room, the snow had already fallen to the ground, and one foot stepped on it, leaving deep and shallow marks.The snowballs on the branches became heavier and heavier, and finally fell down with a "snap", so it became an obvious pothole.

Contrary to this seemingly peaceful scene, what could be considered miserable cries resounded around, and then hovered upwards.

In the ice and snow, Zhao Tingyun was pressed down on a wide and long chair by two people, and the other person held a six-foot long whip and fell on his back one by one.

Standing in front of Zhao Tingyun, Ying Cheng could see the frequency of the whip waving and a painfully distorted face in his eyes, but he didn't show any expression at all, as if he was distracted or focused on watching.

Ning Xiang turned his head and couldn't bear it, Wushuang saw how pitiful Zhao Tingyun was, so he pleaded, "My lord, if this continues, Zhengjun will really be unbearable! He has already lost a lot of blood!"

Of course Yingcheng knew, but he also knew that Zhao Tingyun couldn't die.Although these servants seemed to have hit hard, causing the man's back to be dripping with blood, they were only limited to skin trauma, and they were able to bounce around after a month of care.I don't know how many times better than the kind of skin that is minimally invasive and hurts muscles and bones.

I do hate Zhao Tingyun, but I wouldn't be so stupid as to beat him to death.Throwing the other party to the Ministry of Criminal Justice is the best solution.

Let the group of servants temporarily stop their movements.Yingcheng asked Zhao Tingyun condescendingly, "How, is it okay to be treated like this?"

Zhao Tingyun's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was in pain, but he still stubbornly refused to bow his head, cursing, "Yingcheng, if I'm safe and sound this time, I'll make sure you look good! I'll let the Ji family finish the game! "He was just venting, so he thought of scolding at all, but when the Ji family was mentioned, Yingcheng's eyes became a little colder.

It seems that Zhao Tingyun is really underestimated, and he is still so arrogant.

"If you want to move the Ji family, you have to first ask me if I agree." Ying Cheng leaned over and mocked in his ear, "It's up to you?"

Zhao Tingyun's eyes widened in anger, and he tried to break free from the two servants who were holding his arms with great strength, but it was just a gnat shaking the big tree, which had no effect.

"Today, let me teach you what it means to be obedient, humble and polite."

As soon as Yingcheng finished speaking, the well-informed servant waved his long whip again, and the sound of the wind when the whip was raised was particularly ear-piercing and cold.No matter how arrogant he was before, Zhao Tingyun also cried out in pain at this moment.

Wushuang, who was watching from the side, felt chills, and did not dare to continue persuading him, so he could only act in a hurry.

"Yingcheng...!" Zhao Tingyun's voice changed, "I will never let you go!"

With a sneer, Ying Cheng raised his chin slightly, "Let Mr. Zhao be better."

The servant obeyed his master's order, and as expected, he acted unambiguously.

The whip cut through the flesh, with a faint smell of blood.Even a wedge can't stand a few whips, let alone a weak weapon. Sure enough, after a short time, Zhao Tingyun cried even louder.

Amid the frightening sound of whips, Yingcheng's voice was calm like an illusion, "Mr. Zhao," he said leisurely, "Speak in the future, don't be so outspoken, okay?"

With tears all over Zhao Tingyun's face, he could only nod indiscriminately.

Turning a blind eye to his miserable appearance, Ying Cheng seemed to be describing an insignificant incident, "Do you know where I am wrong?"

"Shouldn't... bully others, shouldn't... embarrass him... shouldn't... be rude to you..." In the end, Zhao Tingyun was at a loss for words.

Signaling the servant to stop, Yingcheng looked coldly at Zhao Tingyun's nearly fainted appearance, knelt down beside him on one knee, and met his eyes.

He saw the tears and grievances in Zhao Tingyun's eyes, as well as - fear.

"You don't feel reconciled?" Yingcheng said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "He was killed by you, and he may not be able to have children in this life."

Zhao Tingyun's eyes widened suddenly, and his first reaction was that the other party was lying!No matter how arrogant and willful he is usually, he himself is a tool, and he naturally knows that as a tool, the most important thing is to extend his heirs.Now this news shocked him so much that he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, it's all thanks to you," Ying Cheng said in a word, "Zhao, Ting, Yun, do you know how much I hate you?"

He got up and wanted to leave, but Zhao Tingyun reached out to pull his sleeve in a hurry. His back was in severe pain, and he swayed and fell off the bench, crying out in pain.

Wu Shuang hurriedly stepped forward to help him, as if suddenly thinking that Ying Cheng would be very unhappy, she paused for a moment.

Seeing that Yingcheng didn't take another look here, Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, helped Zhao Tingyun up and said, "Are you okay Zhengjun?"

However, Zhao Tingyun was not in the mood to respond, all his thoughts were messed up by Yingcheng's words.Why did things turn out like this, he was really just trying to play tricks on Ji Changxi...how could it be so serious?Although he has been swearing harsh words before, he usually just scolds to relieve his anger.Only now did he fully realize how much trouble he had caused.

There was no way to hide such a big event, but in just a few days, the few people in the palace and the Zhao family got the news.

Zhao Defang was almost pissed off by his son, and on the other hand, he was worried that Yingcheng would really send Zhao Tingyun to the Ministry of Punishment.Although he knew that Zhao Tingyun did something wrong, he didn't want to see his favorite child sent to jail.

At this time, Zhao Defang had already knelt in front of Ying Congyu's hall for most of the day.

In the hall, Ying Cheng and Ying Congyu's expressions were not very good.

"Are you determined to abolish Zhao Tingyun's position as the king?"

"If I let Zhao Tingyun stay in the mansion again, I don't know who will be the next one to be poisoned." Ying Cheng looked at the embarrassing Ninety-Five Supreme on the throne, but still did not choose to compromise.

"The Zhao family was at fault, and you will be fined." Ying Congyu finally persuaded, "Prime Minister Zhao, the elder of the three dynasties, now he is kneeling outside the hall, what does he look like?"

"Father, you care about Prime Minister Zhao, so what about Old General Ji?" Ying Cheng knelt in front of him and said, "You didn't tell Beijiang about this, right? Is what you did fair to the Ji family?"

Ying Congyu didn't speak.

However, Yingcheng understood his thoughts. In Ying Congyu's heart, the powerful Zhao family was naturally more important.Now that Zhao Tingyun was punished, Zhao Defang knelt outside again.Ying Congyu wanted to give them a step down.

What about the Ji family?

Yingcheng didn't tell Zhan Xiao and Ying Congyu: After this incident, Chang Xi might not be able to continue his offspring.

He knew that he absolutely couldn't say it, because it would become an excuse for Ying Congyu to continue using him.

In the end, the two still didn't agree and broke up unhappy.

At this moment, Yingcheng didn't want to see Zhao Defang either, so he walked out through the door on the other side.

He wanted to go back early to see Chang Xi, but then he saw Ying Lan walking towards him.

When the two brothers met, Yingcheng didn't need to pretend anymore, he just showed a helpless wry smile and said, "Brother."

"Don't force yourself if you're not happy, there's no need to be polite in front of me." Naturally, Ying Lan also heard about the matter of Prince Rui's Mansion, and seeing that Ying Cheng was in a bad mood, she accompanied him for a walk in the Changchun Garden.

"Prime Minister Zhao is still kneeling there?"

Ying Cheng hummed softly, "I'm not targeting him."

"Of course I know."

"But Father Jun doesn't know." With a self-deprecating smile, Yingcheng looked up at the light blue sky, "He thinks I'm using Zhao Tingyun's affairs to embarrass the Zhao family. It's embarrassing for him."

"Why do you think so?" Ying Lan frowned disapprovingly, "Everyone knows that Father Jun loves you the most, and you really make him sad."

The rustling wind blew past them, and the flowers in the garden were blown off a few soft petals.

Yingcheng's thin lips moved slightly, and he finally said, "Father Jun loves me because although I am messing around outside, but in front of him, I always obey what I say. Even if I don't like the choice he made for me in my heart, I still won't go violently." Sometimes I wonder if father-in-law really loves me. In fact, he loves me so much that he is just a well-behaved and sensible person." With a shallow sigh, he pronounced the sentence for himself, "Anyone can replace me at any time. .”

He used to think that he was really loved by thousands of people, but after that, Yingcheng found out again and again that it was not the truth.

Family members in this time and space, if you want to ask them if they treat themselves well, the answer is of course yes.

To ask them if they really love themselves, the answer is... unknown.

His face was a little melancholy, but Yingcheng's footsteps did not stop.

Ying Lan, who was one step behind him, paused for a moment with a complicated expression on her face, and then followed Ying Cheng again. "Zhao Tingyun, what are you going to do? Or do you want to send him to the Ministry of Punishment?"

Ying Cheng said calmly, "No matter how I treat Zhao Tingyun, he has a way to clean up the mess." Of course he was referring to Ying Congyu.

Ying Lan also knew it well, but she still held Ying Cheng's shoulders, "I support you, if you really don't like it, then stick to your own ideas. The Zhao family is nothing to be afraid of, don't forget, you Behind him is the entire Ying family."

"Thank you, brother."

Ying Lan just frowned and didn't say a word--in fact, that's fine too, fourth brother, if you abolish Zhao Tingyun's position as the rightful monarch, and send him to the Ministry of Punishment, the Zhao family will be completely disappointed in you.Then I can fight for Zhao Defang's power.As for the support of the Ying family...I'm afraid that once you really do that, your father will dislike you, let alone the Ying family.

However, I hope you must persist in confronting them to the end.In this way, it is not in vain for me to spend a lot of thought on it.

Who let us be born in the emperor's family?There is a saying you are right, anyone can replace you at any time.And me, even more so.

The closer you get to that supreme position, the more you will be targeted.No one can be 100% trusted, including you.

For the next two days, Yingcheng didn't go anywhere, but stayed at home and guarded Chang Xi, almost never leaving her.

Since the poison spread, the other party seldom woke up in the past few days, and even when he woke up sometimes, he fell into a deep sleep without saying a word.

The imperial doctor said that this was because the residual poison in the body had not been completely eliminated. For the current plan, it can only be slowly recuperated by herbs.

Ying Cheng sat by the bed and looked at the man's quiet face. His face was still pale, and he lost a lot of weight. His long eyelashes fell down, and his lips were so pale that it made people feel distressed.

Carefully touching the other's lips with his fingers, Ying Cheng slowly leaned over and kissed Chang Xi.He said softly, "Get well soon."

Leaving from the corner of his lips, just as he was about to straighten up, Chang Xi opened his eyes and looked at him quietly with a little smile.

In an instant, Yingcheng's heart was about to jump out of ecstasy, fearing to disturb the other party, he said softly, "How, do you feel better today?"

"Yeah." Chang Xi was still weak, so his voice was very soft, and Ying Cheng needed to get close to him to hear clearly.

"I had a dream." Chang Xi said, "I dreamed that you were leaving here and came to say goodbye to me..." He gasped a few times, "I was worried that you were going to leave, so I woke up..."

"I'm not going anywhere." Ying Cheng kissed his side face, "I'm right here, right by your side to accompany you."

"I want to sit for a while..."

"The imperial doctor told you to rest more." Ying Cheng disagreed, he didn't want this person to be tired just after a while.

It is rare for Chang Xi to beg him, "Just for a while..."

Originally, he was always responsive to his requests, but now he couldn't bear to let others down. Ying Cheng carefully and slowly helped him up, and hugged him from behind himself.

The half window happened to be open in Ningxiang in the morning, so when I looked over at this moment, I could see the snow scene outside the window.

"It's almost March..." Chang Xi stared out of the window, as if in a trance, and seemed to be admiring everything that had been lost for a long time.

"That's right." Ying Cheng also followed his gaze, "The peach blossoms are about to bloom."

Fingers touched the back of Yingcheng's hand, and then held it, Chang Xi said, "I... want to go back to Northern Xinjiang..."

Because of his illness, under the light, his skin was white and almost transparent, and his long hair was as black as ink, like a fragile and fragile product.

Yingcheng suddenly remembered some old things from the past. The person in his arms was always calm and strong, but sometimes he looked like a child in high spirits.But now, he seems to have been imprisoned in his soul, and has become the source of his own sentimentality.

His eyes were inexplicably sore, and Ying Cheng buried his head in Chang Xi's black hair, and said, "You need to get better soon. When you get better, we will leave right away."

"I..." Chang Xi still wanted to say something, but it was getting darker and darker in front of her eyes, and the feeling of fatigue and fatigue was like waves washing over the rocks, soft and irresistible.He couldn't help falling into a deep sleep again.

The last thing I heard was a very light and shallow sigh.

Ying Cheng was also reluctant to let go of him, so he hugged him for a while longer.

At this time, someone knocked on the door a few times, and then Ning Xiang poked his head in.

Yingcheng put his index finger to his lips, signaling him not to speak loudly.

Ning Xiang understood, walked up to him lightly, and said, "The Ninth Prince of Wei Guo came to the mansion to look for you, and it's in the front hall."

Yue Suchi?

Yingcheng wondered why that person came to Prince Rui's mansion inexplicably, thought for a moment, but could only put Chang Xi on the bed, and covered him tightly with the quilt, and then walked out with Ning Xiang.