Is the prince abolished today?

It's the curfew time, and the people outside the palace gate are gradually thinning out.The wind blows across the wide avenue, as soft as a veil, and the rumbling sound of the carriage driving is very clear in the silent night.

The interior of the carriage was not lit, and it was so dark that people’s faces could not be seen clearly. Only the hexagonal palace lantern hung outside the carriage to illuminate and guide the way swayed with the carriage, and some vague light occasionally spilled through the curtains, which just outlined the scenery of sitting upright. The man behind the car window has a handsome and upright posture.

The summer was sweltering, and even the evening wind was weak. Turning out from the palace gate, Mu Yun was covered in sweat during the short journey, and his snow robe was sticky to his body, making him a little uncomfortable.

Mu Yun moved uncomfortably again.From the moment he stepped into the carriage, got into the carriage, and until the carriage door closed, Wei Zhao kept holding him in his arms while holding him in a sitting posture, holding his waist with his wide palms to prevent him from falling, neither speaking nor Lighting the lamp, at present, it seems that there is no plan to put him on the couch.

Mu Yun keenly sensed that the cheap master might have something on his mind, but he was guilty and didn't dare to ask, only dared to probe cautiously.

"What's the matter? But it's uncomfortable?"

Sensing that the boy was moving, Wei Zhao recovered from his contemplation, lowered his head, and met a pair of dark and bright eyes that were slightly startled.Wei Zhao looked at it carefully again, and couldn't laugh or cry immediately.

This little guy, taking advantage of his distraction and not paying attention, actually slipped most of his body to the ground. At this moment, one hand is still quietly supporting the sides of a small table next to him because of his body imbalance.Evidently preparing to escape from himself, he climbed onto the soft couch in front.

Wei Zhao's eyes dimmed imperceptibly.

He knew that they had only known each other for a few days, and many things needed to be done slowly, and many knots needed to be untied slowly. He was not qualified to insert himself into the little guy's life with a strong posture, completely control everything about him, and Unqualified to force the little guy to have unconditional trust in him.After all, the time they spent together was too short, and he didn't have time to do more substantive things for the little guy to prove his heart.

But people who have been in high positions for a long time, who have been in the army for a long time, and walked out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, are used to killing and decisive, but Wei Zhao inevitably has a stronger desire for control and domineering style than ordinary high-ranking people.He couldn't wait to let his little guy give him his whole body and mind, adore him, admire him, regard him as his sky and land, a harbor where he can shelter from wind and rain.So that he can make up for all the regrets of the past so many years.

He even hated himself, why he was so blind, why he didn't recognize this little guy as the one who saved him back then when he just returned to Beijing.Even pushing forward, when the young man lost control of his emotions and stabbed himself with a knife three years ago, why did he only care about the coffin of Lao Shizi, and didn't make a good distinction of the facial features of the young man who was dressed in filial piety?

What made Wei Zhao even more restless and tormented was that under the bombardment of various emotions and screams, he gradually got a glimpse of his own secret thoughts that are not humane...

The signs of the trouble obviously arose before they met each other, but at that time he always had the attitude of watching a play, thinking that the boy was "deliberately seducing him with ulterior motives", and he was able to calmly restrain himself, and even went out of his way to act. Satisfy some secret selfish desire.But after getting to know each other, with more and more physical contact between the two of them, as well as the frequent strange reactions of his body, Wei Zhao often had the illusion of being insane, as if being roasted on a fire.

If you dare to have such dirty thoughts, what is the difference between you and Chunyu puppet Li Tianshi and others.

Wei Zhao often scolds himself like this in his heart.

If you let that innocent little guy know that you have such dirty thoughts for him, how will he treat you as a master.I'm afraid I will be scared and run away.

After several times of self-torture, Wei Zhao often calms down, lumps his emotions and desires into a ball, and locks them all into a black box covered with fifteen large locks.But this is not foolproof, in the dead of night, those eager desires will still unsettledly pry open the locks one after another, sneak out of the box, wander around in his empty heart, and sometimes bite the tip of his heart, Scratch his heart and liver, starting from the thinnest nerve endings, igniting his desires and desires layer by layer.

He has never been a saint, and he can't do the thing of being too forgetful.

So Wei Zhao decided to change his strategy, he wanted to prove that he could really sit still in his sober state, and prove that he was not a lustful Chunyu puppet Li Tianshi and the like.

This way, from the gate of the palace to the main road, he has already had enough time to drink a cup of tea. He has always been ascetic and innocent, but just now when the young man was quietly rubbing on his leg, Wei Zhao Noticing...he was aroused again.

So when he looked down, even though Wei Zhao didn't notice it himself, there was unavoidable displeasure in his long, dark and narrow phoenix eyes.

Mu Yun thought that his actions had disturbed or irritated Master, who was contemplating important military and political affairs. Mu Yun didn't dare to move for a moment, and maintained the difficult posture of supporting the coffee table with one hand, half of his body slipped to the ground, with his black eyes open, helpless. Taking measures to look at Wei Zhao.

The two breaths were intertwined, and the already stuffy carriage instantly became hotter and stuffier.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes and looked quietly, most of his face was hidden in the dim light and shadow, and the strange color that suddenly appeared in his eyes swayed with the hexagonal palace lantern that fluctuated from time to time.

His eyes naturally fell on the young man's slender and soft waist, and the white marble belt around his waist.

As most of his body fell to the ground, the young man's waist happened to be stuck in his knees, and he bent at an extremely flexible angle to maintain his balance.Wei Zhao couldn't help but recall that in the hot spring of Mingxiu Villa before, after the boy entered the water, his waist and limbs felt as soft as boneless to the touch.This ray of distracting thoughts, like a spark falling into the hot blood, instantly ignited a prairie fire.The familiar hot feeling rises from the lower abdomen again...

"boom--"

The carriage shook violently during the bumps, and the boy lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.Fortunately, there is a thick blanket on the carriage floor, so that it will not make too much noise when it falls.

However, it fell after all.

The young man froze, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"cough."

At this moment, all desires and distracting thoughts were all gone, Wei Zhao cleared his throat in embarrassment, then reached out to pick up the boy, put it on his lap again, and coaxed in a low voice: "Master is distracted, isn't it painful?"

Mu Yun: Humph! !

Mu Yun's eyes trembled, he took a deep breath, and turned his head, not wanting to talk to the cheap master.

Since master cheap has hugged him, he should hold him firmly, how could he let him fall to the ground, it would be too embarrassing to say it.If he wanted to brag, he was too embarrassed to open his mouth, so he had to process and beautify it himself!

Hi!

However, Wei Zhao immediately noticed the boy's left hand which was always hidden behind his back.In the moment of turbulence just now, the boy's snow sleeves fluttered lightly, allowing him to clearly see the blue snake pattern growing like a vine on the boy's left arm.

Sure enough, he fell ill again.

At such a time, I still don't forget to hide my arm, and I still don't forget to hide it from myself.

Driven by a strong desire to control and possess, Wei Zhao finally calmed down, but he was also a little irritable and a little uncontrollable.

Is he so afraid that he knows the truth, that he hates him and hates him as a little monster?He mistrusted him so much!

Then Wei Zhao pinched the boy's chin, forcibly turned the boy's face away, stared seriously at the pair of black eyes that flowed like stars, and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you want to go back to the house all of a sudden? Is there really nothing else to hide from Master?"

Mu Yun was intimidated by Wei Zhao's strong action.The cheap master tonight is really strange.

Mu Yun's heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't figure out whether Wei Zhao had noticed something or was stimulated by other things, but His Royal Highness also had his own plans for the future.

"As the blood line grows longer, the snake pattern will crawl all over His Highness's body like vines... The world cannot tolerate monsters. In this life, His Highness is doomed to live in a dark corner without seeing the light of day."

The words he heard when he was young are deeply engraved in his mind like a curse, and whenever his thoughts loosen, they will crawl out from a certain nerve, beat him over and over again, and remind him.

Mu Yun didn't dare to bet.Master Cheap is also a mortal, not a saint, and has always been obsessed with cleanliness. If he knew that such ugly things would grow on his body, even if he didn't show it on the surface, he would definitely hate him in his heart.

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing and destroy the Great Wall himself.

He wants to solve this trouble by himself, and then find a way to find an antidote to get rid of this ugly mark, and then live happily with cheap master.

So the young man hesitated for a moment, and still followed the original words: "The palace is too boring, I can't sleep well, I didn't want to sneak back without telling Master."

"That's good."

Wei Zhao finally let go and returned to his usual expression.

……

The carriage stopped in front of the Prince's Mansion, and Wei Zhao carried Mu Yun back to the room all the way, and only left at ease after the boy took a bath and fell asleep.

Before leaving, Wei Zhao deliberately left the accompanying soldiers behind, and ordered: "You stay here tonight, if His Royal Highness has any abnormal behavior, report it to the Marquis immediately."

The soldiers took orders, and as soon as Wei Zhao left, they scattered in all directions, each looking for a hidden place to lie dormant.

Mu Yun did have a big event to do.

But he acted very cautiously, and slept until midnight. When the night was thickest and darkest, he let a servant of his stature pretend to be himself, and continued to read at night by candlelight in the bookstore, while he wrapped himself in a black The cloak quietly went out through the back door.

A very ordinary blue-covered carriage had already parked at the back door. The driver was wearing a bamboo hat, leaving only a thin and pale chin outside.

"The servant has seen His Highness."

A short and thin eunuch came out of the carriage, respectfully welcomed the young man in the cloak into the carriage, got in himself, then closed the door, and told the coachman to set off.

The driver was extremely skilled, and the carriage seemed to have wings, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the night.

At the same time, the top of an old tree nearby swayed, and a black shadow fell silently, looking thoughtfully at the direction the carriage was leaving.

He put his finger on his lips, and blew a short whistle similar to the whistle of some kind of animal, and the other two companions came quickly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has left the mansion in a carriage. I will go after him now. You should go and report to the Marquis immediately!"

Heiying explained clearly and agreed with his companions on how to contact him. Then he tiptoed and disappeared into the night like a ghost.

……

In the western suburbs, in a desolate abandoned house.

Probably because it is backed by a mountain, compared with the sweltering heat in the city, this place is surprisingly cool, and even in the middle of the night, it is even necessary to wrap a quilt to keep out the cold.

The small courtyard is full of wild grass half a person's height, only insects are heard, no people are seen, and there is no breath of life, but there is only one door separated, and the house with a bean lamp is full of murderous aura, and swords are on the verge of breaking out.

A dozen or so masked men in black hid under the roof porch with swords in hand, their eyes fixed on Taoist Xiuyi who was sitting cross-legged under the lamp.The Taoist described it as a bit of a mess, but unexpectedly he was able to hold his breath. Even with two coldly shining swords across his neck, he could still admire the bow-shaped meniscus printed on the window with a calm expression.

When it was getting dark, the wooden door of the house creaked.

The Taoist raised his eyes, looked at the young man who appeared lightly, smiled slightly, and said, "Your Highness, we meet again."

"The poor man knows that one day, His Highness will come to find the poor man."

The Taoist's eyes flashed, and he added with ulterior motives, as if he didn't see the boy's eyes as cold as the moon under the cloak.

However, Mu Yun didn't intend to talk nonsense with him.

The young man drew his sword, the silver sword was like a snake, and directly nailed his skinny right palm to the bluestone ground that had been in disrepair.

"Tell me, where is the green python gall?"

Because of the cartilage powder, Chunyu Gui was powerless and unable to resist at the moment, but even with such a rough method, he didn't even frown.Because he practiced puppet art since he was a child, he has already developed a pair of indestructible hands.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the boy in front of him.

He almost forgot that he was not only the pampered prince, but also the No. [-] killer in Tingting in the past—Wan Ye.

"How can Your Highness be so ruthless to Pindao?"

The Taoist's eyes were full of worry, and there was a hint of delusion in his eyes: "Your Highness, have you forgotten that when His Highness could not survive or die, it was the poor Daoist who risked deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors to save His Highness from purgatory. "

"Your Highness once huddled in Pindao's arms and wept."

"Your Highness once trusted Pindao so much. Could it be that His Highness is going to kill Pindao just because of Pindao's love?"

"Lovely and admiring, everyone has it, how can the poor man control his own heart?"

Mu Yun sneered, his heart twisted for a moment.

His so-called saving him was just taking him from one hell to another.

He will never forget how the person in front of him used his hypocritical face to coax him step by step, approach him, and cheat him of his little trust.He was coaxed by him, and even once wanted to follow him into the mountains to practice.

But just when he really thought he was going to be free, this person gave him a fatal blow and destroyed all his beliefs.

If it wasn't for the purpose of forcing him to find out the whereabouts of the antidote, he really wanted to smash this person into powder immediately!