Cold River Moon Shadow

"Master, do you really want to bring that living dead back to the master?" A clear and slightly childish voice came into the carriage.

"Of course!" Another pure and hearty voice floated in.

"Master, it's actually not a bad thing for the master to let you take over Jishitang, and the eldest lady of the Liu family is a childhood sweetheart with you, and in terms of appearance, literary talent, and character, isn't it one of the best in ten miles and eight villages? What do you do?" At once……"

"What do you know?"

Listening to the inconclusive conversation outside, the person in the carriage who was called the "living dead" had already woken up from the jolt.

However, if he had the choice between life and death, I believe he would choose the latter without hesitation.

It is better to die than to live like this.

The bloody scene before coma is still vivid in my mind——

He was suspended by stretching his limbs.

The colorless and odorless Qixiao Pill destroyed his internal organs and exhausted his internal strength;

The bloodthirsty sword plucked all the veins in his body, and all the joints were broken;

The cane whip stained with pepper water was swept over his body endlessly;

Every time he passed out from the pain, there would always be a basin of concentrated salt water to keep him awake.

"His Royal Highness, oh, no..." A deep and gloomy voice sounded, and when he raised his head with difficulty, standing in front of him was the executioner wearing a bull mask.

"Yu Wenxuan, I never thought you would have today, right?" The man sneered.

Yu Wenxuan snorted and closed his eyes again.

"My master is still soft-hearted." The man said again, "When you were the crown prince, you provoked the emperor and the officials to dislike our master, yet he even spared your life a lot."

"Yu Wenyang?" Shaking his head with a sneer, Yu Wenxuan replied weakly, "This world, if he really wants to govern...cough cough...the crown prince is for him..."

"Shua"!A whip slammed down: "Bastard! How can our master's name be said from your dog's mouth!"

"Third brother, stop beating." A man wearing a yaksha mask took a few steps forward and held down the hand that was about to swing the whip again, "The master said, I want to spare him, his current If we don't do anything about the injury, we won't live for a few days."

"Hmph!" The executioner snorted coldly, and dropped the whip, "Our master is too kind! But, if we let him go like this, if he doesn't die, won't it leave troubles behind?"

"The master said that he would spare his humble life to watch the master ascend the throne with his own eyes. If he fights like this all day long, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive until that day."

The man wearing the yaksha mask walked up to Yu Wenxuan with an evil smile while talking.

He put his hand into the shredded shirt, and stroked the scar on his chest that was still seeping blood.

Pressing hard with the index finger, he noticed that Yu Wenxuan's body was trembling slightly, and immediately laughed and stretched the index finger sticking with blood to his mouth to lick and lick. The smell of blood seemed to stimulate his spirits:

"Actually, it's better to leave him alone, let the brothers have fun, wait until the task is completed, and then deal with him?"

"No," the executioner shook his head. "When I suggested to the master how to torture him, the master emphasized that other than this, the other methods are up to us. After all, he is of the royal blood, so that method is still considered to be torture." Alright."

"Oh, what a pity." The man wearing the yaksha mask couldn't help shaking his head regretfully.

"Actually," the man executing the sentence gave a strange smile, "after I cripple his voice, he can't speak, he can't write with his hands, and if I destroy his face, even if he is alive, no one will recognize him. Yu Wenxuan. I guess the master should be satisfied with this torture until he dies."

"Kill me..." Hearing the conversation between the two, Yu Wenxuan felt his blood surge: he tortured himself to the point where he was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, and he only breathed a sigh of relief, watching his own brother ascend the throne. , use their so-called means to govern the Tianlin Kingdom?That might as well let him die now!

However, no one would care about his thoughts.When a cup of bitter liquid was forcibly poured into his mouth, Yu Wenxuan suddenly felt a piercing burning sensation in his throat that intensified.He wanted to shout, to shout, to scold, but all he got in return was a hoarse roar like a trapped animal...

Those who wear masks, no, they are all masked ghosts!When a liquid with a pungent smell poured down from the top of his head, Yu Wenxuan passed out from the pain again.

Before fainting, there was only one thought left in his mind:

Do you know what you are doing?

You will destroy Tianlin, you will...

The horseshoes are clattering, the wheels are rolling, and the conversation between the two strange men is still going on...

I'm alive, I'm still alive, Yu Wenxuan murmured in his heart.

In a trance, Yu Wenxuan vaguely recalled: Didn't I get dragged onto the fishing boat by them?Didn't I get put into a fishing net by them?Where is this again?Who are they?

Why do you want to save me?He tried painfully to open his eyes, but where could he open them?The skin on his face seemed to be bitten by poisonous insects, and the pain all over his body became more and more unbearable as he became conscious.

Yu Wenxuan tried to adjust his breathing with a little luck, but the dantian was already empty.

living dead?Yu Wenxuan smiled miserably, what they said was not wrong, the current me is a living-dead-person who can only pant!Feeling pain in his heart, Yu Wenxuan, who didn't argue about things, fell straight from the couch.

"Woo..." Sensing the movement in the carriage, Shen Han hurriedly motioned for Shen Ming to stop the carriage, while he jumped up the curtain and walked in quickly, "Are you awake?"

Feeling his body being lifted up by a pair of warm hands, although he couldn't see things, Yu Wenxuan still turned his head instinctively. After 18 years of being the crown prince, the way he looks today, being seen by others, has no place to blaspheme. Royal dignity.

"What's your name? Why did you suffer such a serious injury?" With Shen Ming's help, Shen Han managed to pick up Yu Wenxuan and put him back on the couch.

"My young master asked you something!" Seeing Yu Wenxuan's silence, Shen Ming had no choice but to lose patience, "You man, we saved your life, why didn't you answer the young master's question?"

Yu Wenxuan wanted to die with all his heart, and thought to himself: If no one comes to rescue me, I will be relieved after staying like this for three or five days.Such a great favor is not worth mentioning.

Seeing Yu Wenxuan clenched his teeth and remained silent, Shen Han deliberately smiled and said, "Boy, I picked you up from a fishing net. If I hadn't discovered you, you would have died a long time ago."

"Uh, uh." Yu Wenxuan breathed heavily, expressing dissatisfaction.

"Although you look ugly like this," Shen Han looked at it carefully, "However, this young master doesn't dislike it. So you can hear clearly, since I saved you, then you are my young master's, here you go There are two paths: either make a promise with your body, or treat yourself like a cow. Say, which one do you choose?"

"Hmph, hum!" Yu Wenxuan's voice became more and more angry.

"Are you dumb? Well, let's not talk about this for now. Since you don't want to tell me your real name, let me give you a name."

Seeing the trembling body of the person in his arms, Shen Han felt amused: "I picked you up from the fishing net by the river, do you call it Jiang Xiaoyu or Jiang Xiaoxia?"

Yu Wenxuan struggled and shook his head.

"Don't like it?" Shen Han paused, "Yes, your whole body is broken, and you look like a puddle of mud. How about calling you 'Jiangniba'?"

"You..." Yu Wenxuan couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped out a word angrily, but his throat had been eroded by the venom, except for the severe pain, he couldn't help him to say anything else.

"What? Yin? Jiangyin?" Shen Han didn't hear clearly, and heard "you" as "Yin", "No, no, the word 'Yin' is too unlucky. In this way, I will take a homonym and call you 'Jiang' How about Yin? The hermit by the river, the hermit on the river, um, yes, it’s called Jiang Yin!"

"Hmm..." Yu Wenxuan tilted his head helplessly, thinking: Jiang Yin is always better than those fish, shrimp, and mud, so he simply stopped struggling.

"Ah Ming, bring some water." Shen Han leaned over to inspect Yu Wenxuan's injuries, and ordered.

"Yes." Shen Ming replied, and turned around to get it. When he came back, he saw his young master actually hugged the "living dead" in his arms, as if to help him, and he pouted unconsciously, "Young master, you I don't think he is picky, let him go."

"Picky?" Shen Han smiled, "You think he's picky, but I treat him like a treasure!"

"What did you say? Treat him as a treasure?" Shen Ming was completely lost in the fog.

"Yeah, he looks like this now, unless God Da Luo can save his life." Shen Han said proudly, "No matter how good my father's medical skills are, he can't cure the disease if he can cure it! I lost to him 99 times. Secondly, the appointment is just around the corner, and God actually gave me such an opportunity, tell me, if he is not a baby, what is it?"

"Hmph!" Shen Ming snorted unconvinced, handed the water bottle to Shen Han, and said, "Master, I didn't mean you, you are too willful."

"Hey, brat, if you dare to say that this young master is capricious, be careful that I will break your spine!" Shen Han feigned anger, flipped off the lid of the pot, and tried to feed Yu Wenxuan some water.

Yu Wenxuan was determined to die, but now he was rescued by someone meddling for no reason, and he still took him as a bet, as a treasure, and his heart was bitter, and he felt that Shen Han was feeding him water, and even more so. Ignoring it, she pursed her lips even more tightly.

"Huh, is there really someone who wants to die?" Shen Han grew up in the hospital since he was a child, and he is used to seeing patients dying and struggling to survive, but now Yu Wenxuan is the No. .I feel curious and interesting in my heart.

"I really don't believe it." Shen Han pinched the acupoint on Yu Wenxuan's jaw with his hands around Yu Wenxuan's neck as he spoke, a burst of soreness and numbness hit Yu Wenxuan, and Yu Wenxuan opened his mouth involuntarily, and the cool liquid entered, Yu Wenxuan couldn't help it He coughed.

Seeing this, Shen Han quickly put down the water bottle, and comforted Yu Wenxuan's chest: "You can't die, at least you can live a few more days, and dying at the hands of my father will be a big favor to me."

Hearing this, Yu Wenxuan fainted from anger...

The author has something to say: Alas, Yu Wenxuan—Jiang Yin, truly felt what it means to "beg to die".