The paranoid prince plays me every day

Wen Sui is still in prison, but with Wen Changming's care, his place of residence and food are pretty good.

In fact, the Jin Jiawei who captured him also knew that he was probably innocent, so he didn't make it difficult for him. Wen Changming wanted to take care of it, but they all acquiesced with half-push and half-assed.

But Wen Sui has no appetite and doesn’t eat much. He watches small TV with his back to the prison door every day. He doesn’t understand what Jiang Shixue is doing—Jiang Shixue feeds him pills on time every day. And wiped his body himself.

In fact, Wen Sui wanted to tell Jiang Shixue that there was no need to wipe his body. Strictly speaking, that body was a prop, and props would not excrete or get dirty.

But now that Wen Sui is in prison, he can't tell Jiang Shixue.

But on the third day, Wen Sui realized belatedly that Jiang Shixue might not be saving him.

Since the possibility of saving him has been ruled out, there is only one possibility, the reason he is like this now is because of Jiang Shixue.

Jiang Shixue caught him in the black mist.

After Wen Sui wanted to understand this joint, he was even more belated. He never thought of setting himself up as a detail that would not be affected by drugs. Jiang Shixue took advantage of this loophole!

But how did Jiang Shixue know that he would be drugged?

Wen Sui was very puzzled, but he also knew that it would be useless to think too much. Since Jiang Shixue did such a thing, he might still harbor resentment towards him.

But Wen Sui didn't have the idea of ​​revenge on him at this time, it really is the world of novels, fate is so hard to change!

It's not his fault, Wen Sui thought, it's the world that's wrong!

Now Wen Sui has changed his strategy instead, since Jiang Shixue can't succeed here, he just needs to take care of the cheap.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the body he pinched on the small TV, and felt that the current development is just right?

He could just use this to escape.

Thinking of this, Wen Sui lay down peacefully.

Because of his identity here, the Pingyang Hou Mansion never stood in line, so Wen Sui was released soon.

After Wen Sui was released from prison, he heard that Jiang Shixue killed many people, and the vegetable market was dyed red, covered with snow under Wen Sui's control, and turned into rotten slush.

Although Jiang Shixue blocked the news in various ways, the prophecy Wen Sui said in the hall that day was still spread in a small area.

At least half of the officials were killed or injured that day, and the rest of the officials who were unharmed firmly remembered what the national teacher said. Although the snow did not fall on time the next day, it started to fall on the second day. It is about to melt, but it is still falling, without stopping for a moment. With such a spectacle and Jiang Shixue's succession to the throne, even if the people have not heard the prophecy of the national teacher, they still have murmurs in their hearts.

Jiang Shixue went to court one morning, and many memorials stabbed him in the open and in the dark. After the morning court, he returned to the palace with no expression on his face.

The national teacher who was full of lies is now lying on his dragon bed. Although his heart is not beating, he is still breathing, his skin is still cold, and his eyelashes are still trembling slightly.

He has told countless lies to him, but only this prophecy is true.

Jiang Shixue smiled slightly, pinching the face of the national teacher with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Sir, the snow is heavy today, and the sun is hard to melt... But sir, the throne should be mine, why should I?" let?"

Jiang Shixue gently pinched the face of the body with his fingers. Although the flesh is soft, no matter how he touches it, the pink color cannot be revealed. This kind of skin is like a fake.

Jiang Shixue stared deeply at his face, carefully put his head back on the jade pillow, and adjusted the jade pillow so that he could sleep better.

After doing this, he returned to the desk, his eyes fell on the mobile phone under the book, he paused, and took out the mobile phone.

The screen lights up, and Jiang Shixue has entered the game. He has no nostalgia or obsession with this game, it's just that he finds it interesting because he plays with his husband.

Jiang Shixue sneered, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. He did tasks and activities, and sent the newly received flowers to the account that would never light up.

He was about to exit when he caught a glimpse of his friend out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes sharpened.

It was Wen Sui's account, and it was now online.

But soon, that account was immediately offline.

Jiang Shixue: "..."

He clicked on the other party's homepage and saw that he was online at Chenshi and played four games, one with Han Xin, one with Dongfang Yao, one with Yao and Sagittarius.

Jiang Shixue: "..."

He put down his phone, remained expressionless for a while, then looked down at the homepage again, only to find that the homepage record had been locked.

Jiang Shixue: "..."

He calmly clicked on the offline "lover" among his friends, and it showed that the opponent started the game with Han Xin for 1 minute, that is to say, he turned on stealth and turned off the record, and then restarted the game.

Jiang Shixue: "..."

He put down his phone and strode towards the dragon bed, where he was still there.

Jiang Shixue squeezed the phone, narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and called out, "Sir?"

Naturally there will be no response.

Jiang Shixue stood by the bed for a long time, with a very existential emotion rushing in his chest.

He laughed coldly, and said in a low voice, "Sir, this is the sincerity you gave me."

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