This prince is a little sweet

The towering Jade Tower caught Xiao Heng's eyes unexpectedly. The fire had just receded a bit, and the sounds of the bandits fighting with the guards of the palace in Kowloon Walled still kept coming and going. Xiao Heng rushed here to die, and at first glance, it was a red-eyed bandit who would kill anyone he saw, but Yulou exuded a faint coldness in this morbid frenzy, as if it was something that people would never be able to touch.

The guards here seem to have been dispatched to other places for emergencies, so the guards are not strict. Xiao Heng easily entered inside, and the chill that hit his face made him curse secretly, Yulou is really a fucking bad place Places, whether they are in Liangzhou or those in Beijing, are more like ghosts than people.

Xiao Heng walked two steps with his hands behind his back, and gradually felt something was wrong, and couldn't help frowning.

The air here is not only cold, but also has a bloody smell, and it seems that you can hear extremely suppressed whimpers from it.According to legend, because Yulou was gifted by Hu Yanyi, ordinary people dare not enter it easily, so King Yu once used it as a hidden private execution room.

Finally Xiao Heng couldn't help but let out a sigh of resignation, he was a little panicked.For so many years, he never regarded himself as a good person. Whether it was the Changping Hou in the past or the current Changping Hou, they were all cold-natured people, and they couldn't remember the bad things of others, so they could easily forgive the late emperor and remember him. Not being kind to others, that's why Xie Yuan was kept in the dark for so many years.

However, year after year, he watched Xie Yuan sit with his own eyes every night in the Dream Pavilion, growing from a small child to the young man he is today.If he was really tortured, probably... Well, Xiao Heng admitted that he didn't dare to think about it.

He whistled softly with some helplessness, and a wooden bird flew out from his sleeve.

The Xiao family has been able to control the clever weapons of the two dynasties for so many years, and there are still two brushes.This wooden bird, named Silk Bird, can remember the smell of people, so that it can find the person it wants to see within a certain range.

Xiao Heng touched the wings of the silk-drawing bird, thinking that there are not many of them, and it hurts a bit.But the pain is the pain, Xiao Heng quickly let go of the silk bird, after thinking about it, he released another silk bird in the opposite direction, and then followed the previous one in the maze-like jade building for seven days. Going forward in many turns, until I was exhausted, I finally came to a stone room. The silk bird chirped twice, and then it shattered like a self-destruct, fell to the ground, and turned into a pile of wood fragments. crumbs.

Xiao Heng looked in through the gap, the light in the stone room was dim, and the atmosphere was gloomy. Sitting at the head was a burly man, who looked a bit cruel that is unique to northern barbarians.As for the person whose hands were tied to the rack, Xiao Heng's breathing stopped suddenly, it was Xie Yuan.

☆、Yungui

The candles flickered on and off, flickering like ghosts.In the stone room, Xie Yuan slowly raised his head, and there seemed to be stars shining in his dark and gloomy eyes.

Xiao Heng held his breath and carefully looked inside.From his angle, Xie Yuan's side face can just be seen, and there are a few striking scars on his original fair skin. Although they are not bloody, they still look like they have suffered a lot punishment.

Xiao Heng couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "If you leave some scars now, and delay your life's event in the future, don't blame me for it."

In the center of the stone room, the burly northern barbarian man who took Xie Yuan away was using a pair of tongs to take out a piece of iron from the brazier of the torture rack. The scorching heat ate into the skin of everyone around him, and the red iron hissed in the air. There was a hissing sound, and the Beiman man looked at the soldering iron appreciatively, as if he had seen something that he was very satisfied with.

He stood up, slowly approached Xie Yuan with the soldering iron, then looked at him inexplicably, sneered, and said: "Little Highness, you probably never thought that one day you would fall into my hands, right? "

Under the dim light, Xie Yuan slowly raised his eyelids. His body is not much stronger than children of the same age. Although he tried his best not to cry out after the previous tortures, the pain felt like bone-piercing pain. As if entering his heart, he continued to attack him, so that in a trance, the outlines of everything around him seemed to become more and more blurred, and he was getting farther and farther away from this world.

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes, forcefully pulled his consciousness away from the confrontation with the pain, and said slowly, "Who... are you?"

The northern barbarian man paced back and forth for a few steps like a bewilderment, and then said in a trembling voice, "Good question! Who am I, and I want to know who I am now!? The original me has long been here. He died 12 years ago, in the calculations of that bitch and the dog emperor."

Xie Yuan's pupils froze slightly, and he looked at the northern barbarian man as if he understood something.After sighing softly, he forcibly pulled out a smile, but at this moment, his smile was not as innocent as before. In this bloody atmosphere, it even looked a little scary.

He gasped slightly, and said slowly: "12 years ago... I know, you are... Yatumu... one of the leaders of the Seventeen Divisions of the Northern Man, right?"

The Beiman man clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, Yatumu, Yatumu, but that is already the original me, and only the original me will believe that Yatumu can bring benefits to my life in the Central Plains." Luck! But now, I understand that this word is only suitable for us Liao people in northern Xinjiang! You Central Plains people are not worthy of it at all!"