The prince is shameless

Taking advantage of Wen Xing's stunned moment, Xie Yi easily pried open his teeth and invaded his mouth fiercely.

It's not so much a kiss as a punishment.

A predatory punishment.

When the two tongues got entangled, Wen Xing finally came to his senses, and pushed Xie Yi away with all his might.

"What are you doing!"

Wen Xing wiped his lips with the back of his hand, trying to relieve the slight pain there.

However, Xie Yi interpreted his actions as disgust, but he was not annoyed, showing a strange smile.

"What is Lone doing? As you can see."

It's been more than ten years, why should he keep suppressing it?

"Just now is just the beginning, Ah Xing can't take it anymore?"

The emotion in Xie Yi's eyes became more and more distorted, and the kindly disguise was torn to pieces by him himself, like a wild beast that finally bared its fangs to its prey.

Dangerous.

Wen Xing's hairs stood on end, he lacked relevant experience and didn't realize what Xie Yi was saying for a while.

Xie Yi's sense of coercion was too strong, Wen Xing couldn't help shrinking back.

Seeing Wen Xing's appearance, Xie Yi chuckled lightly, his smile was full of chill.

He leaned close to Wen Xing's ear and said in a low voice: "If I said, I still want to touch and kiss every inch of your skin, want to invade your body little by little, and take you completely as my own... How do you feel?"

The blunt and lewd words sprayed into the ear along with the warm breath, and Wen Xing's already exploded mind became more and more chaotic.

So far, what else does he not understand?

Xie Yi is clearly... plotting to do something wrong!

From Wen Xing's point of view, Xie Yi's thinking was too deviant.The two of them are obviously men, how could Xie Yi have such rebellious thoughts!

In a panic, Wen Xing ignored etiquette, hurriedly struggled to escape from Xie Yi's restraint, and shouted in desperation: "Your Highness, you are stunned!"

"I'm not dazed!"

Xie Yi's attitude was rough, and he clasped Wen Xing's shoulder tightly, fearing that he would completely disappear from his sight in the next moment.

"It's hard to live a new life, how can you bear to let me watch you die!"

A basin of cold water was placed under his head, drenching Wen Xing's body with a freezing cold.

Live again?

He stopped struggling, and his mind disturbed by Xie Yi's perverted possessiveness gathered in one place again.

The wandering gaze condensed shock, resentment, and humiliation, all of which were mixed together and gradually turned into hatred.

"You said... to live again?"

Wen Xing's voice trembled slightly, he didn't know whether it was from anger or shock.

Xie Yi knew that he was extremely angry and slipped his words, but what he said was like water being poured out, there was absolutely no reason to take it back.

Relying on this moment, Xie Yi calmed down a little bit, slightly loosened his grip on Wen Xing, but still did not let go.

"I was sorry for you in the previous life, but why can't you give me a chance?"

opportunity?

Wen Xing suddenly smiled.

Laugh at your stupidity.

He pushed Xie Yi away without hesitation, completely abandoning etiquette.

"Because what you owe me is a life!"

Loud.

Facing Wen Xing's hateful eyes, Xie Yi fell silent.

What Wen Xing said was true, Xie Yi owed him a whole life.If there is no rebirth this time, how can he repay it?

"Your Highness." Wen Xing took a deep breath of air, forced back the surging emotions, and lowered his voice, "I beg you, please let me go."

Xie Yi seemed to hear some joke and couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was full of bitterness and unwillingness.

He sat on the ground, put one hand on his bent knee, and stared closely at Wen Xing, who had a gloomy complexion.

"Gu let you go? But if Gu Ruo let you go, who will let Gu go!"

"Your Highness, stop being obsessed with your obsession." Wen Xing lowered his head, picking up the precarious distance between the monarch and his subjects, as if he didn't want to take another look at Xie Yi.

He was never used to letting his emotions flow out like Xie Yi at this moment, he slowly got up and bowed, took a breath tremblingly, and said in a voice as light as white water: "The guilty minister still has important things to do, Retire."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left without waiting for Xie Yi's consent.

"stop!"

An angry shout came from behind, Wen Xing only froze for a moment, and then continued to leave without looking back.

In less than a day, he has experienced too much.

He also wanted to cry, to shout, to question.

But he knew he couldn't.

He didn't know when and why Xie Yi had such twisted feelings towards him, but he knew that he couldn't bear this feeling.

Also unwilling to accept.

Wen Xing lowered his eyes, wiped his lips fiercely again, and slowly left the East Palace with heavy steps.

Where can he go next?

A heavy sense of powerlessness permeated his heart, and after walking not far from the Eastern Palace, Wen Xing finally couldn't suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat, and spit out a mouthful of old blood with a "wow".

"Cough cough..."

Slight stinging pain accompanied by the smell of blood, Wen Xing covered his mouth, as if trying to block out the sound of coughing, so as not to call anyone's attention.

"Mr. Wen, do you want to call the imperial physician?"

Among the few people sent by Emperor Anlong, one of them saw that he was really uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but asked worriedly.

The East Palace is the prince's residence, and these little guards are not allowed to enter at will without permission, so they only vaguely heard a quarrel in the East Palace, and they don't know what they are arguing about.

When Wen Xing came out again, he looked depressed.

Wen Xing had no intention of letting others know of his condition, and upon hearing this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the guard who made the sound, but the itching and tingling in his throat were intertwined, making it difficult to even speak for a while.

Blood flowed down the fingers, and Wen Xing coughed for a while before recovering.

The wrist of the poor kind-hearted little guard was also reddened by him.

"Sorry." With a hoarse voice, Wen Xing opened his hands lightly, "It's just a matter of rushing, so there's no need to call the imperial doctor."

He raised the corner of his blood-stained mouth, showing a pale smile, and there was not much brilliance in his eyes.

The little guard gets close to Fei Qing on weekdays, and meets Wen Xing from time to time, so he has a good impression of this gentle prince as a companion.Seeing this, he couldn't help feeling sad for a while, and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say any words of comfort.

It's useless to say anything about the death penalty.

Sensing the mood of the little guard, Wen Xing didn't express anything.He put away the dispensable arc of his mouth, and said lightly: "I plan to go back to Wenfu, please continue to follow."

While arresting Wen Guang and Xu Yuning, Emperor Anlong issued an order to confiscate the house.All of Wen's family property will be confiscated.

The order to confiscate the house had only been issued for a few hours, and now he might be able to take a last look at Wen's residence if he rushed over.

The little guard turned his head around strangely a few times, and when he heard the words, his eyes were slightly red, and he said righteously: "Mr. Wen, you can go anyway, and my subordinates will definitely protect you on the way."

It sounds like going up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire.

Once Wen Xing's heavy heart was disturbed by this simple little guard, it was relieved a lot.He calmed down and thanked in a low voice.

Wet blood quietly gathered together along Wen Xing's fingertips, and fell heavily, bursting into a fleeting flower of blood.

He nonchalantly took out his handkerchief to wipe off the blood, and was about to go to Wen Mansion slowly - in fact, according to his speed, he might be escorted back to prison before reaching Wen Mansion.

Left and right he himself just mentioned it casually, not in a hurry, and walked slowly.

But as soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, Wen Xing learned that someone was waiting for him here early.

To be on the safe side, let the little guard go to find out the identity of the person who came.

Seeing the little guard walking to the sedan chair and asking a few words in a low voice, Wen Xing said softly, "Who is it?"

"There are two people in total, one is Fei Qing, and the other seems to be an ordinary scholar." The little guard replied dutifully, "They hope you can come to the sedan chair to have a talk."

Since when did Fei Qing get in touch with the scholar?

Wen Xing thanked the little guard in a daze, and when he walked to the sedan chair, he saw the "scholar" who opened the curtain from inside.

It's Yun Nian.

Most of them came for this matter.

Wen Xing concluded the cause and effect, stood in front of the sedan chair and hesitated for a moment, then went in anyway.

I don't know where Yun Nian got the sedan chair, it's not too big or too small, it's just right for three men.

Just as Wen Xing sat down in the sedan chair, he saw two people facing each other with sad faces.He smiled indifferently and said, "Why, are you waiting for me here just to practice it for me with a sad face?"

"Wen Xing, how can you be so calm!" Fei Qing had a look of hatred for iron, as if Wen Xing was of no use if he was in a hurry.

The curve of Wen Xing's mouth, which was already dispensable, gradually became shallower, and he didn't answer.

Fei Qing also knew that she had said something nonsense, but she was still angry, and when she was about to stand up, she was held down by Yun Nian beside her.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fei, don't forget the purpose of our trip."

The calm temperament is exactly the same as Wen Xing.

Wen Xing also calmed down and asked, "So what's the purpose of you coming to see me this time?"

In view of Fei Qing's impulsiveness and straightforwardness, Yun Nian was afraid that his words would become more chaotic, so he hurriedly replied before he could speak: "We have found a way to save you."

"Can you save me?" Wen Xing was surprised, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

How can I save them if they intend to rebel?

Hijacking car?

Isn't that rushing to die!

Wen Xing immediately frowned, suppressed the strangeness in his throat and said in a low voice: "No, I can't let you take risks."

Yun Nian knew that he was thinking about it, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that. Do you remember that Mr. Fei came to you on your 15th birthday?"

Fei Qing knew that Wen Xing's status in the family was not very good, so every time he was born, he would specially ask him out to celebrate his birthday, but Shufa spent that year with him in Wen's residence.

Wen Xing remembered that Fei Qing was unhappy almost the whole time, and even joked that he disliked the Wen family.

"Remember. What happened?"

Yun Nian said solemnly: "The reason why Mr. Fei was so unhappy on his birthday was that he accidentally saw Mrs. Wen going to the backyard of Wen's mansion with a sacrifice."

It's not right no matter how you think about it, it's my son's birthday, but my mother has to offer incense to others.

Fei Qing was also dissatisfied because of this.

"We didn't think too much about it at that time, but according to a rumor I heard unconsciously when I went to the border later, it seemed that things were not that simple."

"The person Mrs. Wen went to worship at that time was the real second son of the Wen family—'Wen Xing'."

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