The prince is shameless

In the cold and silent dungeon, a few strands of candlelight flickered on and off, faintly scattered on Wen Xing's scarred body.

"Criminal Wen Xing, can you admit your mistake?"

A sharp voice broke the silence of the room.

Wen Xing lazily raised his eyelids, his eyes that always seemed to have a three-point smile on weekdays were cold.He tugged at the corner of his blood-stained mouth with difficulty and sneered.

"It wasn't something I did, why should I admit it?"

Perhaps because of prolonged torture, his voice was so hoarse that the two people opposite him could barely hear what he was saying.

The eunuch seemed to have nothing to do with him, and turned around to ask the man hidden in the darkness behind him for instructions.

And Wen Xing leaned against the cold wall and closed his eyes, directly ignoring the two of them.

Bursts of chills spread to Wen Xing's whole body through the scars that had not yet fully healed, but he seemed to have no feeling, slowly opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, looking at the jumping candle flame expressionlessly.

It's been almost a year since that man ascended the throne, right?

A familiar bright yellow figure appeared in Wen Xing's mind.

When he was ten years old, he was called by the first emperor to accompany the prince to study, and he stayed with the prince for more than ten years.

One year ago, the first emperor passed away, and the crown prince ascended the throne as Emperor Yuanqing.

As a celebrity beside Emperor Yuan Qing, Wen Xing had expected that he would be targeted.When he was framed for corruption, he considered himself innocent, and waited for Emperor Yuanqing's thorough investigation in the prison with peace of mind.

But what he waited for was daily torture to extract a confession.

A trace of self-mockery flashed across Wen Xing's eyes.Those detained in the prison were either relatives of the emperor or felons of the imperial court. He did not believe that without the acquiescence of Emperor Yuanqing, they would dare to abuse their power to execute him.

If he refuses to let go, then the next step is to disappear, right?

It's just that he really didn't expect that the friendship of more than ten years is so fragile.

On the other side, the eunuch seemed to have finished discussing with the man behind him, and walked towards Wen Xing step by step with a tray in his hand, with pity in his eyes.

There was only a small and exquisite porcelain cup on the tray, but Wen Xing had already guessed what it was.

He moved his stiff body and propped up his broken body with bloody hands.A sharp pain swept over him, but it was not worth one ten-thousandth of the dull pain in his heart.

It is said that the king's heart is changeable, but he didn't expect it to change so quickly.Ten years of sincerity, in the end, is not as good as a joke.

Wen Xing stood up staggeringly, staggered and almost fell again, but fortunately he held on in time, but the wound on the palm of his hand that had been scabbed open again, which was excruciatingly painful.

For more than ten years, he hadn't been in such a mess for a long time.

The feeling of sadness suddenly came from his heart, Wen Xing pulled the corners of his mouth again, and smiled bitterly silently.

The trembling hand gradually approached the porcelain cup until the fingertips touched a trace of warm coolness.Just like that person, he looks gentle and clear, but in fact he is not heartless or ungrateful.

Wen Xing closed his eyes, no longer hesitated, raised the porcelain cup and drank it down.

"Snapped--"

The porcelain cup that was flawless and clean a moment ago fell to the blood-stained ground, and his body was smashed to pieces.

Wen Xing fell powerlessly to the ground, only vaguely seeing the man stepping out of the shadows and looking down at him.

"What is the deep affection between the monarch and his ministers, but that's all."

The viscera seemed to be ruthlessly mixed together by a sharp knife, Wen Xing had no way to refute this sarcastic remark vaguely.

Yeah, it's really nothing more than that... that's all.

Although very unwilling, Wen Xing finally closed his eyes little by little.

In the dark dungeon, a few strands of candlelight flickered from time to time, but they couldn't bring much light.

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In the plain room, Wen Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Second Young Master, are you awake?" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stood not far away, with one hand still on the window sash that was not fully opened, "Did Yun Nian disturb you?"

Wen Xing looked at the boy who called himself Yun Nian in a daze for a moment, then he pursed his lips and smiled, got up and said, "It's nothing. What time is it?"

Yun Nian opened the other half of the window and replied: "It's time to go back to Second Young Master. The hot water is ready, Second Young Master, do you want to wash up?"

Wen Xing nodded lightly, lifted the thin quilt and stood up from the bed, walked slowly to the bronze mirror and sat down.

Yun Nian familiarly picked up the wooden comb on the table and began to comb Wen Xing's hair.

Quietness returned to the small room.

Wen Xing looked at himself in the bronze mirror, who was no more than ten years old at most, and it had been two days since he was reborn, and he still couldn't believe it.

In his previous life, he drank poisonous wine with the intention of dying, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying intact in his small room, and his figure had shrunk a lot.

At that time, he was stunned for a long time, and Yun Nian was so anxious that he ran to find a doctor before finally recovering.

Although it is ridiculous to live again, since he has such an opportunity, he must live a better life than his previous life so that this life is not in vain.

Recalling the scenes of his past life that he always dreamed about these two days and nights, Wen Xing secretly let out a sigh of relief.

At least, stay away from that person's life.

"Second Young Master?" Yun Nian suddenly called out in a low voice.

"Huh?" Wen Xing came back to his senses, his eyes turned sideways, and a nasal sound returned.

He was originally fair and handsome, and when he was not angry, the little smile in his black eyes was like shining stars, making people unable to help but want to get close to him.

Even if he is only ten years old, he can give people a feeling of being dependable.

But in Yun Nian's view, this kind of Wen Xing is too mature, and he doesn't look like a child at the age of being playful and active.

Even though she looked mature a few days ago, she still can see the childishness.

"Second Young Master, are you really alright?" Yun Nian put down the wooden comb in his hand, and looked at Wen Xing worriedly, "Since you woke up from a nightmare two days ago, Yun Nian feels that you have become different."

Wen Xing blinked, and said vaguely: "Really? I don't think there's any change."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and unconsciously flicked a string of bracelets on his left wrist with his right hand—this was a small movement he would occasionally do when he felt uncomfortable.

How could Yun Nian believe Wen Xing's prevarication?But he is a servant after all, and he is not qualified to ask so many questions, so he has no choice but to let him go.

Wen Xing's eyes flickered when he got away with it, and he chuckled and led the topic to some trivial daily matters.

Although Yun Nian is a well-behaved boy, he is not particularly afraid of Wen Xing, and is also very talkative. It didn't take long for Wen Xing to temporarily forget about Wen Xing's change.

After grooming, Yun Nian resigned to serve breakfast.

"Wait," Wen Xing remembered a very important matter, and quickly got up to call Yun Nian, "What year is it today?"

Yun Nian, who was about to retreat, replied, "The seventh day of March in Anlong's 11th year."

Such a short sentence was like a pair of invisible hands, pushing Wen Xing almost unable to stand.

On the seventh day of March in the 11th year of Anlong, isn't it the day when he was called into the palace to be the prince's companion in his previous life?

Even though he was young back then, he only wanted to be an official, so he nodded and agreed without saying a word.But now he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes again, he planned to find a reason to push it down, but he didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.

It would be good if he thought of asking Yun Nian the date a day or two earlier.

"Second Young Master?" Xu Shi saw that Wen Xing's expression was not right, so Yun Nian called out softly again.

Wen Xing recovered from his helplessness, waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and ordered, "There's no need to serve breakfast, I'll go out to eat. If my mother sends someone to look for me later, tell her that I'm not here—" —Let’s say I went to find Fei Qing.”

Fei Qing is Wen Xing's good friend since he was a child. In his previous life, after he entered the palace, he gradually lost contact with him due to various restrictions. He just wanted to find an opportunity to find him.

Although Yun Nian felt it was strange, he didn't ask any more questions, and stepped back to deal with his own breakfast issue after a short answer.

Wen Xing didn't stay in the mansion too much, Yun Nian just left with his front foot, and he followed him out.

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The streets of Zhang'an City are still as familiar as they were at the beginning. After entering the palace in his previous life, he agreed to his parents' advice and lived directly in the palace. It seems that he hasn't visited Zhang'an City for several years.

The current reigning emperor is Emperor Anlong. Although he followed the traditional policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, he would not interfere too much with the development of commerce.

Therefore, Zhang'an City, as the capital city, is still very active in trade, and is no longer restricted by the city, and there are some large and small shops everywhere.

When Wen Xing passed by an early morning shop, he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"Hey, it's Wen Xing?" It was a woman who didn't look like she was in her thirties, holding something wrapped in oiled paper in her hand, "Surely I haven't had breakfast so early, right? This is for you. "

As she spoke, she handed the things in her hands to Wen Xing.

As a family of generals, the Wen family has great prestige in the hearts of the people, and Wen Xing has always shown himself to be well-behaved and peaceful, so he is quite popular among the people in the city.

Wen Xing was in a trance for another moment because of the delicate mood of seeing his old friend again.He barely suppressed his inner emotions, smiled slightly, took the oiled paper bag and said softly: "Thank you, Mei Niang."

Mei Niang waved her hands with a smile, and asked again: "Are you going to find Fei Qing?"

Mei Niang's breakfast shop is opening on the only way from Wen's to Fei's, every time Wen Xing or Fei Qing pass by here, nine times out of ten they want to find each other to play.

Wen Xing didn't deny it, nodded slightly, and returned a nasal sound.

"That's a coincidence. Fei Qing is having breakfast inside." Meiniang continued to wrap a bun in the oil paper, and said cheerfully, "Shall I call him out for you?"

Wen Xing wanted to nod his head to thank him, but he turned a corner when he spoke, "Forget it, I have nothing to look for him."

After all, counting his previous life, he hadn't had a good chat with Fei Qing for more than ten years, and he really didn't know what to say when they met for the first time.

Mei Niang didn't know the entanglement in his heart, thought that the two had a conflict, and asked, "Is it because the Holy Majesty called you into the palace?"

As soon as her words fell, Wen Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked in surprise, "You also know about this?"

Mei Niang didn't think it was such a strange thing, she smiled and said, "Isn't that so? I just heard about it yesterday!"

This unintentional sentence was like an awl, piercing Wen Xing's heart.

As long as the purpose and metaphor can be known to ordinary people first, it must be announced to the world.

In this way, he was left with only two choices - either to disobey the emperor's order and embarrass the emperor; or to accept it obediently and become that person's companion again.

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