King Yan's Canary

Wen Ruyu didn't expect Prince Yan's Mansion to be so big.

There are 99 turns of pavilions, terraces, towers and corridors, and [-] bends around the mountains and rivers. What is even more surprising is that the tomb of the first emperor of the Kui family was buried in the back mountain of this mansion.

The green underworld flowers and leaves flutter in the wind in front of the tombstone of the imperial mausoleum. There are guards at the gate, and there are statues of turtles and dragons guarding the gate.

Wen Ruyu was amazed at those green leaves, even in the hard rock crevices, they were still full of greenery.

While walking, he asked Xiao Zhen: "What kind of grass is that?"

"Grass?"

Xiao Zhen raised his eyes and squinted over, "It's not some grass! Have you never seen Minghua?"

"Minghua?"

Wen Ruyu's breathing was slightly stagnant, and she raised her eyes suddenly, but her expression was calm: "The kind that blooms in front of the grave, where the flowers and leaves never meet?"

Xiao Zhen's gaze sank, as deep and calm as ice.

"Why, did you think of your little lover again?"

"……no,"

Wen Ruyu changed the subject: "Why is the imperial tomb in your house?"

"Well, the earliest emperor of the Kui family had an indisputable relationship with my thirteenth master of the Xiao family. When they were young, they couldn't be together. When they were old, they built this Yan Wangfu. Unfortunately, they only stayed together for a few months. In time, the thirteenth master passed away. The old emperor Kui didn't want to leave him again, so he built the imperial mausoleum here, and named the descendants of Xiao's family as princes. The thirteenth master loved Minghua very much, so the front yard and backyard were full of plants Ming Hua." Xiao Zhen explained, wondering why the king wanted to explain?

"Fate without confusion?"

Wen Ruyu blinked in confusion, "Is it like you and the emperor?"

Xiao Zhen was shocked, and looked at him sideways: "What do you mean?"

"Xiaoyu can tell that the way you look at him is full of love."

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the pharmacy.

Because there are often casualties in Prince Yan's Mansion, it has its own unique secret medicine.

Especially some Gu, poison, charm/drugs that are specially used to punish prisoners.

Xiao Zhen seemed very annoyed when he found out the secret. He grabbed his arm and pressed him against the door frame. He stared closely at him with dark eyes: "You dare to slander the current emperor? Are you impatient?"

Wen Ruyu didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, she hastily lowered her eyelashes, and was so upset, "Xiaoyu dare not, Xiaoyu just guessed wildly, I hope the prince will forgive me!"

Xiao Zhen frowned slightly, and leaned closer to his cheek, his eyes were deep, "Why do you think that this king will forgive you?"

His breath was too hot, and it fell on Wen Ruyu's fine and fluffy eyelashes, making small feather waves, and he choked on his voice: "Xiaoyu is still valuable to the prince and the emperor."

"Dare to negotiate terms with this king?"

Xiao Zhen tilted his neck, pinched his rash-covered chin with his thumb and forefinger, "Do you really think that if you slept with this king, this king will be rare for you?"

"Xiaoyu didn't expect the prince to be rare..."

Jin Luomi's pupils were filled with tears, Wen Ruyu's vision was slightly blurred, but she said against her heart: "Xiaoyu is willing to serve the prince."

"Willing?" Xiao Zhen laughed: "Didn't you call me a beast a few days ago? Are you willing today?"

"Xiaoyu is already the prince's man. Xiaoyu will be whatever the prince wants Xiaoyu to be. Xiaoyu knows that she is not worthy of the prince, but I will be good and obedient."

Slightly choked up: "...Even if Xiaoyu can't speak anymore, she will play the erhu for the prince to make him happy. I just beg the prince not to punish Xiaoyu, okay? Xiaoyu will also hurt..."

Such a hoarse voice, such a humble but infinitely sinking eyes.

Even though Xiao Zhen's heart was made of iron, it was inevitable that he would still be touched by the red rash on his face.

Staring at those teary eyes for a while, he said quietly: "This king is a person with a dark heart. There is very little sunlight that can penetrate the clouds and shine into my heart."

"So, can Xiaoyu be the sunshine of the prince?"

"No, you are at most a trace of rain."

You are at most a ray of rain, soaked without a trace, thrown away after use, don't even think about occupying any position in this king's heart!

But why is the person in front of him so obedient?

Just because, want to live?

Wen Ruyu nodded obediently, carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, lowered her eyes and whispered: "Xiaoyu understands, Xiaoyu knows what to do."

It doesn't matter if you don't care about it, just like this courtyard full of dark flowers, even if they grow from the same root, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall forever, so they can live well.

After all, sharing the same bed may not necessarily lead to deep affection.

……

The pharmacy is filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells of traditional Chinese medicine, and several drug boys and pharmacist Xi Du are preparing a pair of poison that can kill people's hearts.

Xi Du wore a black eyepatch, and the exposed half of the eye was narrow and long. He grabbed a white mouse with his fingertips, dropped a drop of black medicine into the mouse's mouth, and then threw it into the cage.

At first, the little white mouse was able to play with its little paws up, but after a while, it went crazy, baring its teeth and screaming. As soon as it took a step, its neck lifted, and its stomach burst open a puddle of yellow water with intestines and intestines. Stare small eyes, dead.

Xidu laughed, and told the drug boy: "It's fun, this medicine is called Michelle Half Step Crazy!"

Wen Ruyu was dragged in by Xiao Zhen, just as she saw this scene, she was terrified.

Xiao Zhen laughed with interest: "One-eyed, what new thing have you researched?"

When Xidu saw Xiao Zhen, he didn't salute, but several drug boys saluted and said good luck.

Xidu saw Wen Ruyu whose cheeks were covered with red rashes, his eyes were stunned for a few seconds, and then a ray of light lit up, "Oh, my lord, this is the legendary medicine that can cure the little prince's silence? I was upside down?"

"Go, go, give it to you, can't you spoil it? I haven't played enough yet!" Xiao Zhen said with a cold face, and ordered Yaotong to back down, and put Wen Ruyu on the table.

Wen Ruyu's eyes instantly met the tragic death of the little white mouse, and she closed her eyes in fright.

His body couldn't help trembling, but he didn't dare to resist.

Xi Du put on the blindfold and smiled: "Then what does the prince want to do? Get some flirting agent?"

"Fart flirt, didn't you see the rash on his face?"

"I saw it, I thought the prince did it on purpose."

"Come on, is this king the kind of black-hearted person?"

"Isn't it?"

"Go away, give him medicine."

"Uh, do you want quicker results or slower ones?"

"Is there a difference?"

"If the effect is quick, the skin will rot first, and then heal, but it will be a little painful. If the effect is slow, it will not hurt, but the effect will be slow."

"Slow down, how can King Pippen play when he's rotten?"

"Yes, my lord."

Xidu quickly prepared some sticky Baiyao, wrapped it with a smear stick, and was about to apply it on Wen Ruyu's face.

But Yao Ci was snatched away by Xiao Zhen, "Go aside."

Xi Du was a little shocked: "Yo, the famous Prince Yan, whose ten fingers are covered with blood, do you want to give him the medicine yourself?"

Xiao Zhen raised his eyelids sideways, caught a glimpse of Xi Du still staring at Wen Ruyu, subconsciously blocked his sight with his body, "Isn't it possible?"

Tsk, quite protective of food.

"Okay, why don't I avoid it first? Do you need a chrysanthemum spirit or something?" Xi Du was blocked by him, and moved a little to the other side, looking at Wen Ruyu's round buttocks with his squinting eyes .

The author says:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day