Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

It was night, the third prince looked through the account books in the dim candlelight, and said with a sneer, "The five provinces in the Northwest are all places of bitter cold. In seven years, Qu Zehou was able to amass more than 2000 million taels of silver. Not only was the barren land squeezed dry by him, the Even the flesh and blood of the common people were scraped off two layers alive, no wonder they want to rebel!"

Xiao Ze hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands, "Master, this account book is a hot potato. The crown prince bloodbathed the entire Shaanxi officialdom, and killed hundreds of people in a row, all looking for it. If the crown prince knew that it was in your hands, you wouldn't know what to do." What means."

"Not only the prince, but also my good brothers are watching. It's okay, let them grab it, and this king just throws this hot potato out." The third prince smiled and waved his hands.

While talking, Meng Guliang asked to see him outside the account, saying that he wanted to borrow the account book to have a look.

"Master Meng will keep it at your place for safekeeping after reading it, and there is no need to return it to the king." The third prince said warmly.

"It's such an important evidence, I don't dare to do it alone, it's better to put it in the prince's place. The night is deep, the prince should rest early, and the account book will be delivered by the next morning." Meng Guliang bowed and bowed respectfully retreat.

After he went out, the Third Prince stared at the shaking curtain and smiled strangely.

Due to the seriousness of the case, there is a mountain of iron evidence, and the culprit has been sent to prison awaiting trial.Not daring to delay, the two set off for Beijing the next day.

The rebel army haunted the Kunlun Mountains, and the Fifth Prince personally led the troops to send them to the northwest border.On this day, when we reached a plank road in a canyon, the fifth prince loudly ordered the soldiers to be more vigilant. Seeing that they were about to pass through safely, many rebel troops suddenly rushed out from the two highlands and surrounded them. There were dozens of men in black among them. Wielding the shimmering ceremonial knife, he took the brocade box from the third prince's hand.

"No, they want to snatch the account books and protect the prince! Hurry up!" Meng Guliang shouted.

This cry completely exposed the Third Prince dressed in casual clothes, even the rebel army came to attack him, vowing to use the blood of the Tu clan to comfort the poor people who were exploited and died in the five northwestern provinces.

Jia Huan took a dark look at Meng Guliang, drew out the dagger from his waist, and placed it around the Third Prince.In the process of rushing out of the encirclement, it is inevitable that there will be some stumbling, and the man in black is ghostly, erratic, and hidden in the chaos, it is difficult to distinguish. With just a wrong eye, one of them got close to him, without any unnecessary movements. The tip of the knife broke the rope that tied the brocade box, took it and left.

"No, the brocade box was taken away!" Someone shouted.

Jia Huan immediately looked back and saw that the third prince was safe and at ease, and saw that his brows were tightly frowned and his face was ashen, he immediately said to Xiao Ze, "You protect Tu Xiuqi, I'll get the brocade box!" Already leaping into the air, stepping on a person's head and attacking the man in black who snatched the brocade box.

"Huan'er, don't go..." The third prince's call was drowned out by the hoarse shouts of the rebel army.

The young man in the crimson brocade robe was floating above the black crowd, often before he could feel his weight, his toes had passed by lightly, and he was behind the man in black in an instant, and the dagger drew a bright silver streak in the air Light, fingertips hooked on the brocade box, easily snatched away.His figure had already disappeared, and the man in black fell to the ground slowly. His head and body were suddenly broken into two pieces, and hissing blood sprayed the heads and faces of the people around him.

Even on the battlefield, it is a terrible way to die if the head is cut off at the neck.The people around wiped the blood from their faces and howled miserably.Suddenly, an area was vacated in the dark chaos, which was the place where the man in black fell down.

The people in black panicked and surrounded the young man one after another. As soon as they got close, their heads were cut off by his small dagger, and four or five people were killed in the blink of an eye.The red, foggy blood bloomed like fireworks, and ghosts and ghosts avoided wherever it passed.Not only the men in black were terrified, but even the rebellious army was frightened and began to retreat.

Seeing that the brocade box was in his hands, the third prince's expression was not relaxed, but even more dignified. Seeing that all the men in black couldn't do half a move in the young man's hands, his eyes dimmed, and he ordered decisively, "Everyone, go protect Huan'er!" ! Go!"

Xiao Ze looked back at him with hesitation.

"Go! Everyone go to protect Huan'er, don't worry about me!" the third prince sternly reprimanded.

Xiao Ze no longer hesitated, leaving two people to guard his master, and took the rest away.The fifth prince who was fighting roared angrily, "Third brother, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course this king knows!" The third prince smiled bitterly, and swung his sword to kill a rebel army who attacked nearby.

The support of Xiao Ze and others was dispensable to Jia Huan. He flew high in the air, and blood gushed from the heads of people wherever he passed. At the end, when he came trampling on his toes, the chaotic troops below all hugged their heads and rushed to fight for the way Running wildly, he was so terrified that he even lost his soul.

Seeing this scene, Meng Guliang felt a pity that the master did not win over this talent.

The third prince cut a bloody path, rode his horse and rushed to the end of the plank road.The rebel army wanted to intercept and kill him, but when they saw the young man in red closely following him, they retreated a few feet, not daring to approach him at all.

The fifth prince protects Meng Guliang and breaks out of the siege.

The open official road is in front of you, and under the roadbed is the rolling and roaring Yellow River. In the last ten meters, five meters, two meters... it is about to rush out of the dark and narrow plank road and escape to heaven. A guard guarding the third prince But suddenly he raised a knife across his throat and threatened, "Give me the brocade box, or let his soul go to the west!"

The other guard who stayed behind did not dare to move a little, and looked at Jia Huan with eyes for help.The fifth prince and others who were left far behind watched this scene with tearful eyes.

"Huan'er, don't listen to him." The third prince ordered very calmly.

As long as this person shakes his hands a little, Tu Xiuqi's blood will splatter three feet and his head will fall to the ground!No matter how fast he was, he couldn't be as fast as the moment he gently swiped and pulled.How could Jia Huan not listen to him?Immediately raised the brocade box, said in a deep voice, "I'll count one, two, three, let's exchange chips at the same time, okay?"

The rebellious guard looked at the black-clothed dead man and the fifth prince who were slumped behind him, hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"One, two, three..." The sound of the last word fell, and the two threw out the chips in their hands at the same time.Jia Huan threw the brocade box at the Fifth Prince and the others, but the guards threw the Third Prince into the raging Yellow River.

Jia Huan's heart trembled, and he jumped down without even thinking about it. When he was involved in the turbid vortex, he vaguely heard the hoarse cry of the fifth prince.

The guard was very skillful, grabbed the brocade box, turned two somersaults in the air, landed lightly on the third prince's bloody BMW, and galloped away under the cover of other black-clothed dead men.

The fifth prince's angry eyes were blood red, and he rushed to the bank of the Yellow River, roaring and roaring against the rolling waves.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Meng Guliang and Chang Sui looked at each other with a secret smile in their eyes.

Jia Huan is an expert in escaping for his life.He once crossed the entire strait to avoid being chased and killed. The rushing Yellow River seemed to be mighty, but when it really entered the water, the little whirlpool couldn't help him.

It's just that the river water was too turbid, and it took a lot of effort to find the person. He immediately put his arms around the other person's waist and floated to the surface of the water.

The river was rushing, and when the water broke through, they were already some distance away from the plank road. It was really difficult to carry a grown man upstream. Jia Huan had no choice but to go downstream, and finally landed in a sheltered bay.

The young man was breathing normally, but there was a redness and swelling on his forehead, which should be caused by being hit by driftwood or reef after entering the water.Jia Huan patted his cheek lightly and shouted, "Tu Xiuqi, wake up!"

The young man coughed twice, woke up leisurely, saw a familiar face hanging above his head, and murmured, "Huan'er?"

"It's me. The temperature dropped sharply after nightfall, and our clothes were soaked, so we had to find a place to shelter quickly. Get up!" Jia Huan stretched out his hand to pull him.

But I didn't want the young man to hold his wrist instead, pull him into his arms forcefully, turn over and hold him down, his dark eyes gleamed brightly, "Huan'er, I knew you would never let anything happen to me." So I dared to put I give my life to you!He silently engraved the last sentence in his heart.

The feeling of being trusted by someone wholeheartedly is so wonderful, Jia Huan's heart was full of emotions, and his expression was stunned.

The third prince smiled brightly, lowered his head to enclose his lips and let him suck, the tip of his tongue tightly hooked on his tongue, unwilling to part for a moment, the fierce force made the base of each other's tongues hurt.

This sudden kiss confused Jia Huan, but he quickly recalled it, pressing his palm on the back of the young man's head, not allowing him to leave, nor allowing him to regret, the flexible tongue turned against the guest, lingering at the sensitive points in the young man's mouth Lick, tsk, tsk.

After a while, the two separated breathlessly, staring deeply at each other.

"Kissing a man, do you feel sick?" Qingyue's voice was very hoarse at this moment.

The third prince was silent for a long time, until the young man turned cold and wanted to push himself away, then he rubbed his lips against the other's lips, and whispered with a smile, "I think, I have a little bit of taste!" After saying that, another deep kiss .

The two were tossing and kissing on the beach, eagerly exploring each other's body with both hands, until a wave hit, and they reluctantly separated.

"Get up, let's quickly find a place to light a fire and dry our wet clothes. Otherwise, the temperature will drop below zero at night, and we will freeze to death." Jia Huan drew circles on the young man's strong chest with his fingertips.Although it is the end of March, the cold spring has not yet passed, and the cold is no less than the cold winter months.

"I can't bear to get up." The third prince took a breath, and held the boy's troublesome hand.

"Then let's hug him and freeze to death." Jia Huan raised his eyebrows and put his arms around his thin waist.

"Okay." The third prince smiled lowly, and really lay on the boy's body and did not move.

The two embraced silently, until another wave hit, they helped each other get up and walked towards the forest.After walking for less than half an hour, seeing that it was getting dark, I found a dilapidated house, which contained a bow with a broken string, some arrows, some pieces of rabbit skin eaten away by moths, a pile of ashes, and a black mouth. The thick iron pot and a pile of straw should be the temporary foothold built by the hunter.

The medicines, silver taels, fire pockets, flint and other things in Jia Huan's arms were all washed away by the flood, only the dagger stuck in his boot was safe.He found a piece of dry wood, drilled a small hole, stuffed dry grass and rubbed it with a stick.

"Let me do the rough work, you rest." The third prince pushed the wet hair sticking to the side of the young man's cheeks behind his ears, with an indescribably gentle tone.

"Why, just a few kisses, and you see me as a woman?" Jia Huan raised his eyebrows and stared at him.

"Take you as the one you love. It doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman." The third prince smiled lowly while leaning closer to peck his fiery red lips.The kiss after waking up shattered the barriers he had set for himself, and the desire suppressed in his heart surged like a tide.His gaze, thoughts, touch, everything revolves around the boy.

A weak electric current rushed through his heart, Jia Huan opened his lips and smiled, and pressed the back of his head hard, deepening the kiss.The two were entangled again and were inseparable.

"I think there is no need to light a fire, as long as we hug each other, we will never freeze to death." After finally separating, the third prince panted and laughed.

"Are you suggesting that the two of us go to bed?" Jia Huan licked his cochlea, his voice hoarse, "That's your illusion, in fact, your body temperature is dangerously low now. Get up, you light a fire, I'll go find something to eat of."

The third prince didn't answer, he tightly tightened his grip on his waist, and bit his Adam's apple until a series of red marks were printed on him, then he sat up satisfied and rubbed the grass clippings with a stick.

Jia Huan leaned over to kiss him on the cheek and went out to look for food.

Mo's palms started to burn, and the grass clippings finally emitted green smoke. The third prince hurriedly moved the sparks to the dry branches, and carefully blew them on fire.Not long after, Jia Huan came in with a pile of wood.

"This is the food for the two of us tonight?" The third prince picked up a piece of wood and flipped through it.

"This is the food for the two of us." Jia Huan pointed to a small hole in the wood, cut it open with a dagger, and picked out a plump white bug that was still wriggling.

"I remembered the scene when we first met." The third prince didn't dislike it at all, but instead showed nostalgic look, roasted the bugs on the fire, put them in his mouth to chew after they were browned, and smiled, "It's delicious , a little sweet. You can try one too." Pick out a worm in the same way, bake it and send it to the young man's slightly parted lips.

Jia Huan sticks out his tongue, and while taking away the food, it also wraps around his fingertips, sucking gently.

The third prince's eyes were dark, and he held the back of his head and kissed him deeply again.The two of them are like young children who are obsessed with the latest game. A word, a look, and a touch can all be intertwined.

After a long time, Jia Huan stroked the red, swollen and numb corners of his lips, and continued to pick and eat worms.

The fire burned hotter and hotter, and the house gradually warmed up, and white mist evaporated from the drenched clothes.Jia Huan found two bamboo poles, put them beside the fire, and put the clothes on them to bake.

The boy's delicate and pale skin is engraved with colorful bodhi, and the eerie skeleton and deadly poisonous spider are half hidden in the holy flowers. It is clearly a strange and terrifying picture scroll, but it reveals a suffocating allure.The third prince's breathing became heavier suddenly, and he walked over step by step, hugged him from behind, and licked those petals, stamens, leaves, even skeletons and poisonous spiders with his hot lips and nimble tongue...

A faint salty taste permeates the tip of the tongue, implying the unique body fragrance of teenagers.Just by tasting the smell of his skin, the third prince felt that reason was going away from him, leaving only a violently burning body.

The young man raised his head to pant, hugged his neck and kissed his dry lips.The flame flickered, and the two blurry silhouettes printed on the wall slowly merged into one.

The author has something to say: The third master's first time is definitely not the third's.