big master, big liar

The god monk of Huguo Temple has passed away. It is rumored that he will not grow old and die, and has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

He once said privately that Ji Yunxi would not live past the age of 12.

So at the age of 12, Ji Yunxi broke through the adulterous relationship between his biological mother Concubine Shu and the prince.

"Good boy, mother concubine won't let you get into trouble." She gently comforted him, her nails dyed bright red Danko gently scratched his skin.

The former concubine Song Shu, even though she was demoted to be a commoner, still dressed herself so exquisitely and beautifully.

The period after that was the most gentle period that Ji Yunxi spent in the palace.

Concubine Shu greeted him with care, gave him soup and medicine, made him snacks with her own hands, and never mentioned the matter of him competing for favor in front of Ji Hui.

He even used his little power in the palace to arrange two young eunuchs by his side.

"Concubine Mu is afraid that you will be bullied again." She explained.

At that time, Ji Yunxi would believe it wholeheartedly no matter what she said.

That was the relative he had been looking forward to for so many years in that lonely courtyard.

Until his body became weaker day by day, it became difficult to even get out of bed and walk.

Until a wind and cold can kill him, every swallowing food becomes difficult.

Even the imperial physicians concluded that the third prince was terminally ill, and every time he asked for his pulse, he trembled, for fear that Ji Yunxi would die by his own hands.

Even Ji Yunxi thought that he was already dead.

Only one young imperial physician was willing to come over.

The imperial doctor's name was Ye Jianqing, and he was smiling every day, as if he had the vitality of a new leaf outside the window.

He is an imperial physician who is loved by the eunuchs and court ladies in the entire Changming Institute, and is the only one who really cares about his illness.

"No...not right." Ye Jianqing pondered while taking his pulse. "Although you were born with heart disease, as you get older, your condition should be better than before. Why is it getting worse?"

Ji Yunxi didn't speak, he thought, this is probably because the sky wants to take him.

He was originally redundant.

He began to miss that yard a long time ago, that person a long time ago.

The one who has died.

Ye Jianqing's expression became more and more wrong. He asked the two young eunuchs around him to prepare water and towels under the pretext of giving needles, but asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, did you... eat something?"

Ji Yunxi was slightly taken aback.

"I suspect that your illness is not caused by heart disease, but a kind of poison." Ye Jianqing knew that even if the imperial physicians in the palace were diagnosed, they would pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"It should be in a very small amount. Only after taking it for a long time will you have the symptoms of heart failure like you."

But the doctor's parents thought that he couldn't look at his patient. A 12-year-old child died for no reason.

The young man on the bed suddenly grabbed the brocade quilt, his eyes that were originally clear were now confused.

"The prescription I gave you this time is to cure heart disease on the surface, but it is actually to detoxify, as long as you know it in your heart." Ye Jianqing was also a little apprehensive, and smiled with his green facial features. "Don't sell me out."

"There is... a box of pastries on the table." The boy's voice was weak and cold.

Ye Jianqing was taken aback, picked up the pastry, sniffed it, squeezed a piece into his mouth, and his expression changed: "Your Highness, this...you can't eat it."

"……I see."

the boy said in a low voice.

Ye Jianqing backed out.

The young man on the bed was pale and weak, with transparent skin, as if he was about to disappear there in the next moment.

But trembling uncontrollably.

His hands clenched the brocade quilt tightly, tears fell from his eye sockets, splashed on the back of his hands, and moistened his skin.

From beginning to end, he was the one who shouldn't exist.

But he... also wants to live.

He also wants to have the care of his relatives.

Even a little bit is fine.

But from the beginning to the end, he had nothing, and in the end even his life was taken away by his relatives.

What did he do wrong?

That day, Ji Yunxi stayed up all night.

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Song Xuan hugged him tightly.

Ji Yunxi could feel his turbulent emotions, and patted his hand lightly: "Brother."

"...Axi." Song Xuan's heart seemed to be blocked by a big rock, which was heavy.

"I'm fine, it's all over."

Yes, it's all over.

Originally he didn't dare and was unwilling to tell anyone about the past, but now with Song Xuan, he felt that he could tell anything.

Because he finally found someone who was willing to take care of him and treat him tenderly.

What was unobtainable at the beginning no matter what, is now in his hands after all.

"Did Ye Jianqing save you?" Song Xuan asked.

"No... no, maybe he saved me."

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Ye Jianqing prescribed the antidote for him, but it was of no use.

He found that his medicine tasted exactly the same as the original one.

He finally realized that he had never taken the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, and the two eunuchs sent by his mother would exchange all the medicines.

To ensure that all the food and drink he eats are his reminders.

What a thoughtful preparation.

Ji Yunxi laughed softly.

If you want to survive, it is not a problem that can be solved with a few doses of decoction.

He always has to figure it out for himself.

Until a certain day, the day when concubine Shu was supposed to visit him.

The eunuch told her that she caught a cold in the cold palace and couldn't come.

Ji Yunxi knew that such a day was usually a day when the crown prince and Concubine Shu had a secret meeting, otherwise Concubine Shu would never give up the opportunity to greet her and ask for her life.

Sending off two young eunuchs, he wrote a letter, begging the maid to send him to the Imperial Hospital and hand it over to Ye Jianqing.

Not a word of that letter was true.

He said that someone had secretly informed that there might be gangster assassins in his mother's cold palace, and his mother was also threatened by gangsters. He was worried about his mother's safety and asked Ye Jianqing for help.

He was sick in bed, and this was a matter of life and death. Ye Jianqing didn't think too much about it, and if he really believed his words, he asked for instructions on the matter, and the guards went there.

Ji Yunxi thought that even if they would not break through the prince's scandal, they would still find that the prince appeared in Concubine Shu's cold palace inexplicably.

However, he still underestimated Ji Yunyi's ruthlessness.

Or, at that time, he couldn't think of it at all.

When everyone arrived at Lanpei Palace, the gate of the palace did not open for a long time. When the door opened, what everyone saw was Concubine Shu's body hanging on the beam with a belt, and Ji Yunyi who looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

"I just went to the palace to pay my respects on a routine basis. On the way, I bumped into a palace lady and said in a panic that something serious happened here. Please help me."

Ji Yunyi glanced at them sullenly. "After I came here, I realized that it was the Song family who committed suicide by hanging himself."

Everyone knows the doubts about it.

But no one is willing to explore and poke.

The Holy One is all about alchemy and doesn't care about the harem, and Ji Yunyi is the most honorable person in this palace.

The incident passed peacefully.

After Ji Yunxi heard it, a crack finally appeared on his already expressionless face.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Ye Jianqing looked at him: "Your Highness...you..."

"I used you," Ji Yunxi said quietly. "You, escape at night."

Ye Jianqing was taken aback: "What?"

"Ji Yunyi will find out about you sooner or later." Ji Yunxi laughed softly. "He will definitely kill you."

"Why?" Ye Jianqing entered the palace not long ago, and was not used to the twists and turns here.

"Because, there is a secret here." Ji Yunxi smiled happily. "My mother and concubine committed adultery with the prince."

"I want to use you and get rid of both of them."

"Because of this, he killed his biological mother."

Ye Jianqing discovered for the first time that Ji Yunxi had perfectly inherited her mother's beauty, especially when she smiled, her beauty was almost sharp and frightening.

"So, you are the one who corresponded with me and the one who reported the abnormality of Lanpei Palace. Ji Yunyi won't believe that you don't know about it. For this secret, you must die."

"Let's go, don't have any contact with your family, resign from office, feign death, hide your name, or escape to anywhere." Ji Yunxi said quietly. "You can no longer be Ye Jianqing."

Ye Jianqing looked at the young man in front of him: "Your Highness, what about you?"

"I will live." Ji Yunxi's body was still weak, but his eyes were mocking. "I want to live."

Even in this rotten and suffocating quagmire, he no longer looks like a human being.

He also wants to live.

"You can hate me, I owe you that."

"Your Highness, take care." Ye Jianqing only said that.

He doesn't hate this pale boy, he only hates this place that eats people.

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"Ye Jianqing is Clearance?"

"Yes, Ye Jianqing is Clear Space."

Song Xuan closed his eyes softly: "So, it's not an accident that those bandits are eyeing Wuyun Temple."

"I don't know." Ji Yunxi said softly. "The bandits are dead, and there is no proof of death."

"But...their bandit leader had contact with princeling officials during his lifetime."

This matter may only be known to those who are already in hell.

However, the source of the tragedy of Jing Kong really came from Ji Yunxi.

And Jue Yuan knew it too.