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Yu Songling opened the secret compartment next to the bed, took out a yellowed booklet, brushed the dust on it, and revealed four distorted characters written in cinnabar: Lan Shen Mo Yin.A trace of complexity flashed in Yu Songling's eyes.

Taking advantage of the night, Yu Songling slipped into Chengying's room, saw that he was still awake, and carried him to his own room.After closing the doors and windows, the bedposts were turned regularly, and with a low sound of movement, the bed moved out by the width of one person. Yu Songling led Chengying down the secret passage.

Only Yu Songling and a few of his confidants know about this secret path. Born in the royal family, one must always think about leaving a way out for himself, otherwise it is very likely that he will die without knowing it.Everyone in the world knows that the fourth prince is handsome and talented, but few people know that he has extraordinary accomplishments in martial arts.Just like everyone in the world said that he was the proud son of heaven, and his life must be comfortable and enjoyable, but few people knew that in his childhood, playing and playing were just words in the book.

At the end of the secret road is Yu Songling's secret practice room.Yu Songling put Chengying on the stone bed, and sat down on the stone chair beside him, and opened the book "Lan Shen Mo Yin".Just like the evil name, this secret book is originally a thing of a cult. Because of this, although Yu Songling has learned the above magic song, he rarely uses it.

Yu Songling looked at Chengying who was lying on the stone bed like dead ashes, then looked at the music score, and said to himself: "It took so many years to sharpen a sharp sword, it can't just be destroyed like this." When he raised his hand, he held a jade flute in his hand, gently opened his vermilion lips, and a zigzag flute sounded like complaints slowly.

After a while, the sleeping Chengying frowned tightly, curled up on the stone bed, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and let out a low voice shenyin.The sound of Xiao continued, Chengying's body was already covered with cold sweat, and his hands and feet began to twitch violently.

"Ah!!" With a wail, full of intense pain, Chengying frantically grabbed her body, strangled her throat, and rolled and shouted on the stone bed.Yu Songling, who was used to him being calm and self-sufficient, was taken aback, but he couldn't stop the flute, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted.When the next note ended, Chengying spit out a mouthful of black blood, but his pain didn't seem to ease, and he was already struggling painfully on the stone bed.

"Uh... ah!... ah!!"

"Chengying!" Yu Songling hurried over, turned over and pressed against his body, grabbed his hand to stop his self-harm, "Chengying! Don't hurt yourself! Be quiet!"

"Uh... ah..." Cheng Ying seemed unable to hear his order, and was still howling and struggling like a beast. Not only herself, but even Yu Songling's arm holding him was scratched with bloodstains.

This was the first time in Yu Songling's memory that Cheng Ying didn't obey her orders.

"Chengying! Don't...injure yourself...be sober..." Chengying's strength was so strong that Yu Songling could hardly hold him down. In desperation, he had no choice but to hug him and hook his legs The legs seemed to be attached to his body. The wounds on his body had already been split open, and the wounds on Cheng Ying's body had already split open. The white robe was bright red, and it was unknown whose blood it was.The pain in the body plus some inexplicable pain, I don't know whose heart or eyes flowed into it.

There was something twisting and wriggling in the pool of black blood on the ground, Yu Songling took a closer look and saw that it was a worm as thick as hair.

"This is unfeeling Gu?" Yu Songling said fiercely, full of anger, he threw a flame bomb, and the bodies of those bugs writhed violently in the fire, making a "ZZZ" sound, after a while Then it disappeared.

"Uh... um..." Chengying gradually stopped struggling, and fell asleep from exhaustion. Yu Songling let go of his body, looked at his embarrassed appearance covered in sweat and blood, frowned slightly, and turned the stone wall After turning on the switch on the stone wall, another secret passage extends out, and the end of this secret passage is the Yutang Pond.Yu Songling glanced at Cheng Ying, who seemed to be fished out of the water, and walked into the secret passage with him in his arms.

Yu Songling found that in the past few days, he had encountered the first time in his life one after another. That day he gave someone medicine for the first time, and today he had to serve him a bath for the first time, and the objects were all alone, a servant of his own. .This is indeed both absurd and ridiculous, but at this time Yu Songling is doing something even more absurd: he actually gently took off Chengying's clothes, and he was even more careful at the adhesion between the material and the wound, lest he It hurt Chengying who was sleeping.Several scars on the fair skin are very eye-catching, and each of them seems to be related to Yu Songling.

"You have suffered so many injuries because of me." Yu Songling sighed, "It is much more than I imagined."

Gently wiping Chengying's body with a cloth towel soaked in pool water, he was at his mercy like a puppet with its strings broken, only his warm body temperature could prove that he was still alive.Yu Songling held up Chengying's chin, and quietly looked at the person who had been by her side for seven years. Yu Songling was the prince, so he naturally had a concubine beside him. Of course, there were also many male favorites. For the two beauties He defined the word very highly, but this pair of eyes that read countless people told Yu Songling at this moment that Chengying was definitely worthy of the title of beauty. Putting aside the sword in his hand, Chengying's temperament was not only a little colder, but also very pleasant. People like it.For this idea, Yu Songling himself was surprised, shook his head violently, and threw this absurd idea out of his head: a sword is a sword!He is always a sharp weapon to kill!

"Uh..." Chengying groaned suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes, his vision was not very clear, and the Yutang Pond was already smoggy, yes, there was only a hazy mist in front of him.A figure loomed in the thick fog, and Cheng Ying took a closer look, and it turned out that a man so beautiful that he could be painted was staring at him.

"Am I dead?" Chengying's voice was weak, "Immortal...you look...really like the Fourth Prince..."

[The same person is naturally very similar. 】Yu Songling was about to tell Chengying that he was still alive, but Chengying murmured: "Fourth prince..." Then he tilted his head on Yu Songling's shoulder and passed out again.Yu Songling was stunned for a long time, then gently hugged Chengying's shoulder.

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A little tempted, a little tempted...