midnight out of control

, Whether Curtis succeeds or fails, it is beneficial to the king.

If the prince dies and Curtis succeeds in the assassination, then the king will not only remove the threat of the prince, but also arrest Curtis for killing royal family members, which will indirectly implicate Jack's reputation.

Taking a step back, even if Curtis failed in the assassination, it would be tantamount to removing Jack's wings. In short, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, it will be profitable for him, so why not do it.

Curtis's brain was spinning rapidly, and he refused: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't do it. You can remove my post."

"No, Curtis, you saved my son's life. I believe that you can do anything for Jack." The king looked at him, and his words couldn't hide the deep meaning, "You dare to leave without my order." I am very clear about the purpose of returning from the border."

Curtis looked at him silently.

"I heard that on the day of the engagement banquet, the prince left halfway, and he didn't know where he went. The prince's coat was torn and thrown on the floor of the men's bathroom." The king smiled darkly, "I think you know him best. Where did you go that night?"

Curtis became tense for a moment, breathed heavily, and argued loudly: "The rumors are unbelievable, Your Majesty!"

"I don't want to make it too clear!" The king was obviously worn out by his patience, and said loudly: "You think I don't know anything?!"

The king knows everything?But who told the king these things, he thought that only the two of them knew what happened that day... Then he met the princess in the corridor, maybe it was her... When it came to the matter of Jack being under house arrest, Curtis couldn't help but feel worried, his The weakness was threatened by the king in his hands, and he had nothing to do.

He struggled a few times, and had to compromise for Jack: "What do you want me to do?"

The king finally got his way, but Curtis was still too immature, his weakness was Jack, and he was absolutely sure that Curtis would be obedient.

He picked up a silk cloth to wipe his hands, and stuffed the cloth into Curtis' hands: "You are a smart man, in order to preserve Jack's reputation, you should do as I say."

Curtis unfolded the handkerchief, and there was a string of addresses on it. It was in an inconspicuous corner in the suburbs - that was the Prince's hiding place.

Curtis surrendered against his will: "Then I will kill the prince as you ordered."

The king hissed and threatened: "Jack has done too many things wrong, and whether he can get my forgiveness depends entirely on your performance, Curtis."

Curtis took a few breaths and promised, "You will get a satisfactory answer."

The king was noncommittal, closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling him to back down.

Jack sat in the bathroom and heard everything through the phone. He was sweating a lot. The recording on the phone stopped at this moment. He nervously saved the recording, and he was thinking about how to deal with it next.

The king is back, and he knows everything, how will he take revenge on himself?Curtis was coerced by the king, so he took the risk and assassinated the prince.After that, the king would never let him go. He had seen the king's cruelty before, and the deeper fear spread from the bottom of his heart. He was still not strong enough, even though he was over 30 years old, he still lived under the shadow of his father.

The conspiracy with the prince was a failed and childish resistance. Since the king had sent Curtis to kill him, would someone come to kill him.Jack was worried, Curtis, the only one he could trust, could not protect his safety now, what he should do was the right thing to do.

Not only did he want to save himself, but he also wanted to save Curtis. Leaving aside the kingship and throne, even if it was for Curtis, he had to continue fighting.

He couldn't let Curtis die.

When people are facing danger, their brains always work faster than usual.Jack made a decisive decision, wrapped up the phone, turned it off and hid it in the most inconspicuous corner behind the toilet tank, opened the door of the bathroom, and shouted at the guard at the door: "Call the queen! Just say I figured it out!"

The guard looked at him suspiciously.

"Hurry up!!!!" Jack yelled, and the guards fled in all directions, rushing to find the queen like ants on a hot pot.

Jack sat on the sofa, his legs trembling involuntarily due to fear and tension. He raised his hand and gently pressed his trembling knee, trying not to look so excited.

The place where the arm was punctured began to ache again. Jack seemed to be able to hear the sound of the wound growing wildly, and the sound of blood splitting and converging. He raised his left arm uncomfortably. Relaxed, light blue blood vessels looming on the white wrist.

He stared at the vein, anxiously waiting for the queen to arrive.

The queen came in with a smile. She waved the guards to retreat, and asked Jack softly, "I heard you figured it out?"

"Yes, mother." Jack calmed down and looked at him sincerely, "I hope it's not too late for me to figure it out."

"It's never too late before he comes back." The queen pulled her son to sit down, "He's already back."

Jack knew about the king's return from Curtis' phone call, and still pretended to be surprised. At this moment, he had to find out what the queen was thinking, and asked, "What should I do?"

The queen has always seen the king's eccentricity towards his daughter, and also knows the king's fear of his mother and child. The princess and the king conspired to deceive themselves, and they have vaguely stood on the opposite side.The only son who can be relied on is restless, and it is difficult to make a big deal, so he wants to help him by himself.

The king has always been ruthless, and the queen is also quite afraid of him.Jack's thoughts are often vacillating, and it is difficult for the queen to put all her chips on Jack. She starts to distrust Jack from the bottom of her heart, and feels that he is not capable of fighting the king.She cares about face more than anyone else, and she doesn't want to be the laughing stock of others because of her son.

If he messed around with Jack, what would happen to him after Jack failed?

The queen thought of the king's snake-like eyes, and shivered slightly. A chill spread from the soles of her feet to the back of her neck.

She needs to figure out what Jack means so she can make sure she continues to support him.After all, she cared more about her own safety than her son's.

"Son, what do you want to do?" The queen took Jack's hand and put it on her lap, trying to talk him through.

Why doesn't Jack know what she thinks in her heart? Over the years, whether his parents have loved him or not, he knows very well in his heart.He knew that the queen had been extremely disappointed in him, that if she was strong, she would be humiliated, and that she was too strong to be easily broken. At this time, she really shouldn't put herself on the opposite side of the king.The best way is to compromise temporarily.

"Mother, I am very guilty of what I have done. I just want to be a good heir." Jack looked a little remorse and grief, "I can only ask my father to forgive this young mistake, and hope to get his forgiveness, I will be a good prince according to his request."

"That's fine." The queen breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved. Jack's begging attitude could make the king let him go. It couldn't be better. She looked at Jack with relief, "Just figure it out, I Go talk to your father, and hope he won't be too disappointed in you."

"I hope he won't be too angry. I really know I'm wrong." Jack looked at the queen aggrievedly, and leaned against her like a little boy.

The queen softened her heart for a moment. After all, she was her own flesh and blood. How could she not love him? She had always felt guilty about Jack's life experience, and she also tried to make up for her son in some way.She also saw Jack's long-term efforts. The king did not approve of Jack, not only because of Jack's orientation, but also because the queen knew it well.

She put her arms around her son, touched the back of his head, and said softly: "Kneel down and beg your father's forgiveness, for my sake, he can't do anything to you."

Trick

Curtis saw the wanted notice while fleeing.He had made preparations long before killing the prince, guessing that the king would not let him go easily, and before doing so, he stuffed all the cash into the trunk of the motorcycle so that he could run away.

He couldn't stop, and drove all night, instead of going on the road, he detoured along the village path to the next town.He didn't dare to be too high-profile. The small town next to the imperial city is famous for its tourism industry. There are many people and miscellaneous people. on the town.He found a dilapidated farmhouse and paid to rent it out, where he had been hiding for several days.

He watches TV every day, trying to find some information.The media are all Jack's people. He saw Jack's arrest warrant on TV and confirmed that Jack was safe and no longer under house arrest. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with his own safety, he cared more about whether Jack was doing well in the palace.

At this moment, he is curled up in the dilapidated hut with two bottles of beer at his feet. He hasn't shaved for a few days, like a homeless man, staring at the TV screen intently while drinking.

On the TV, the little prince Jack was still as graceful as a swan, and he didn't seem to have suffered any grievances, which reassured him a lot.Jack was speaking, the collar of his uniform buttoned to his neck meticulously, as clean and perfect as when he first saw him.Those moist gray-green eyes stared at all sentient beings, and the beautifully shaped lips spit out words: "...Curtis killed royal family members and fled in fear of crime. If anyone provides clues to criminals, I will draw [-] from my personal account as a reward ..."

Curtis watched Jack on TV fascinatedly, and the miss burned like a flame in his heart. He picked up the beer and drank it, and squeezed the can body with his hands.The beer that he drank was slightly hot in his stomach, just like his heart was bubbling with warm foam.

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