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

The evening wind in May is full of intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and implies a trace of heat that does not belong to spring.The lanterns on the eaves were swayed left and right by the wind, illuminating the beautiful flower clusters and lush trees dimly and dimly.A stray cat from nowhere came out of the shadows, arched its back and stretched its waist, and let out a lazy meowing sound.

Jia Huan played with a small black porcelain bottle, and said slowly, "What are you doing standing outside? Come in."

There was a creaking sound, followed by the crisp sound of the bead curtains shaking. A tall and handsome man stopped in front of the bed, wanting to reach out to touch the wound on the boy's leg, but suddenly felt timid, and the hoarse voice was difficult. Hiding the pain, "Huan'er, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'll be better later." The young man looked up at him, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, "Is the palace banquet over?"

"It's over." The third prince sat down on the edge of the bed, inserted five fingers into the young man's thick black hair and combed slowly, a trace of murderous intent was hidden in his gentle tone, "Don't worry, Huan'er, one day, I will make Lao Jiu into a Dead man!" Kissing the young man's hair, he continued, "Since you can't participate in the imperial examination, I will reserve the number one spot for you, and no one can get my hands on it. Wait another half a year, no, March, after March Re-open Enke, and appoint you to be my No. [-] man. Okay?"

He lowered his head and looked at the young man with expectant and fearful eyes.

"Not good." With his palms covering the man's beating heart, Jia Huan pushed him away inch by inch, with an unprecedented indifference in his tone, "That day, that Tu Xiuqi who was so desperate for me was just a conspiracy, a scheme?"

The third prince's face was miserable and he was speechless.

"I used to trust you so much, admire you, and regard you as my spiritual pillar..." As if recalling the pleasant past, the young man blushed with a smile, "I can safely rely on my back Here you are, I can sleep peacefully by your side, and I can do anything for you. You are the most unique existence in my heart, even surpassing my aunt. I once thought that if you never respond to me, I will never Staying by your side, as an ordinary friend is also a pleasure. If you want to respond, then give me the purest, hottest, and cleanest feelings, because I will return the same feelings."

The smile on his lips turned into a sneer, and he sighed, "But in the end, you turned all my throbbing into a joke..."

"Huan'er, I was wrong." The third prince held the young Weiliang's fingertips firmly, and begged, "Please give me another chance! In my heart, you are also the most unique existence, the most precious, and the least precious. Lost treasure. I can do anything for you too!"

Jia Huan slowly moved closer to distinguish the pain in his eyes.

The breath containing the unique medicinal fragrance blew on his face, the third prince wanted to get close to hug the young man's blushing lips, but he also hoped that he would take the initiative to send a kiss representing forgiveness.The heart was beating too fast and chaotically, and it was throbbing faintly.

The young man finally spoke, but knocked him into the abyss in an instant, "But, I can no longer trust you. Go away." The last three words were slow and firm, and at the same time, he suddenly opened the gap between the two. The dark pupils lost the last ray of light and became indifferent and cold.

This is the look in the eyes of teenagers when they face strangers.Looking at you, but never looking into your eyes.

The third prince's heart ached, he clasped his palm tightly and refused to let go, and silently shouted in his heart: Huan'er, please look at me again!

Jia Huan struggled to get up and said with a sneer, "Are you still leaving? Do you want me to see you off in person?"

The blood-stained gauze looked shocking, the third prince hurriedly let go, carefully pushed him back down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lie down quickly, don't move around, I'll just go!" Walking to the door, he paused and opened his mouth several times , but found that the dry throat could not speak, so he had to slowly and dejectedly disappear into the night.

Jia Huan looked at the shaking bead curtain expressionlessly, and remained still for a long time.

The third prince left Jia's mansion and walked into a dark alley.

"My lord, Mr. Huan..." Seeing the man's regretful expression through the moonlight, Xiao Ze immediately stopped talking and passed the rein silently.

The Third Prince got on his horse, but his foot that was stepping on the stirrup ring suddenly slipped and fell down.

Xiao Ze quickly ran over to help.

The third prince pushed him away, gently patted the restless steed, turned over and jumped up again after a while, but fell down again.

"My lord, step on your subordinates to go up." Xiao Ze half-kneeled, pointing to his knee.

The third prince was silent for a long time before opening his mouth slowly. Xiao Ze was startled by his hoarse voice, "No need, go find a carriage for this prince." When it was time to enter the mansion, it had already been drained.

Xiao Ze gestured towards the dark void.After a while, an ordinary-looking man drove an inconspicuous carriage, stopped slowly at the entrance of the alley, and waited quietly.

A dim yellow wall lamp was lit in the compartment. Although the space was small, it was very comfortable. There were several plates of delicious pastries and several jugs of good wine on the table.After sitting down, the third prince was stunned for a while, then suddenly picked up the flagon and raised his head to drink wildly, a large amount of wine spilled from the corner of his lips, soaking his clothes.

Xiao Ze looked at him very tangled, not knowing how to dissuade him.

After pouring two jugs of spirits in a row, the third prince leaned back on the soft pillow, covered his face with his hands, and hummed softly, "Sister Qing! Even though it's called Broken Bridge, the bridge was never broken. There are tourists in twos and threes on the bridge pavilion. Frowning at this beautiful lake and mountain, it is not in vain to go down to Emei. Suddenly I saw a young man strolling by the lake, just like Luoyang Road met Pan An by chance. This heart has been working for hundreds of years, but why is there a sudden wave today? ?”

In the past, the intimate scene seemed to be in front of our eyes. The man's hoarse voice was a little choked, and he sang the same sentence over and over again, "Suddenly saw a young man walking by the lake, just like Luoyang Road met Pan An by chance. This heart is dry." The microwave is not widespread, but why is there a sudden wave today? But why is there a sudden wave today..."

The shimmering water slowly overflowed from the man's fingers.It wasn't until this moment that he realized what a pure and passionate feeling he had lost. Even if he exchanged it with the world's most precious treasure, the strongest wine, or the most beautiful woman, it couldn't be replaced!From then on, there was no such a person who could put all his trust, love, and even his soul on him.

"My lord, stop drinking." Xiao Ze pondered for a while, then said softly, "When you succeed in your career in the future, there will be nothing in this world that you can't get, and there is no one you can't get. You don't need to be so sad... "

Inside the hollow wall lamp, a candle flame trembled slightly and made a beeping sound, illuminating the back of the man's hands wet with tears.He didn't move for a long time, and when the severe pain in his heart calmed down a little, he straightened up and opened the curtain of the car, looking at the majestic palace in the moonlight, his dark eyes were burning with frightening ambition.

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When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Jia Huan slowly unwrapped the gauze, took off his clothes, and changed into a set of night clothes.The wound, which was still hideous and terrifying during the day, disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.The mute took out a purse from the drawer and handed it over, as if he had never seen the spectacle.

Jia Huan put the purse to his nose and sniffed it, and said with a light smile, "It smells like urine." The purse was given to him by the Ninth Prince on his own initiative, and now he is looking for someone based on the smell.On the day he left it, he thought it might be useful at some point.

Going into Prince Yiyong's mansion like a ghost, with superhuman eyesight and sense of smell, Jia Huan gradually approached the Ninth Prince, and finally landed on the top of an exquisite small attic, hanging upside down from the eaves, looking at the slightly open rear window.

There is a lotus pond under the window, so there is no need to worry about guards passing by.From under the big lotus leaves came the loud and clear frog sounds one after another, covering up all the sounds.

The Ninth Prince was lying on the table inhaling a pile of white powder, with a distorted expression.A woman with tulle on her shoulders and a graceful figure climbed on his back, gently licked his neck, cruising with her hands, lighting fires everywhere, but was pushed away violently and fell to the ground.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? Who made you angry?" The woman stepped forward on her knees, hugged his thigh and asked timidly.

"You shouldn't ask, it's best not to talk too much!" The Ninth Prince glared at her with red eyes, his face was ferocious like a ghost.

The woman regained her composure, rubbed her cheek against the side of his leg, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, my lord. When you become emperor in the future, you can kill all those who offend you!"

The effect of the medicine was at its peak, and the Ninth Prince became excited. Hearing this, he became even more agitated. He pulled her into his arms, took off his clothes, rushed straight in, and muttered frantically, "You're right, when I become the emperor , smash all the people who offended this king into ten thousand pieces! Tu Xiuqi, Tu Quexi, Tu Weichen (Prince Rui), Jia Huan...not one, not one!"

The woman was knocked to pieces, and she screamed again and again, so she didn't have time to listen to whose name he was chanting, panting and echoed, "It's no fun to smash a corpse into pieces, you have to fry it in a frying pan, steam it in a cannon, or put it in a sea of ​​fire." Roasting is the way... the lord, use your strength, just a little more..."

The Ninth Prince laughed wildly, and made more troubles, wanting to pierce the girl through, grabbed her hair and ordered, "Call me, Your Majesty, hurry up, call out!"

While panting delicately, the woman called out to the emperor, not afraid of outsiders listening.

Jia Huan watched all this indifferently, until the fierce battle between the two came to an end, a few servants brought a large bucket of hot soup into the house, bowed and retreated, and then quickly threw a black pill into it.

The pill rolled silently to the foot of the table, and instantly dissipated into a wisp of smoke and dust. The two who were about to get up to wash their hands fell together, and they didn't know who they were.

Jia Huan jumped into the room on tiptoe, sat on the edge of the bed and patted the gray face of the Ninth Prince, nonchalantly considering how he died, with a strange but pleasant smile on his lips.

A moment later, he drew out the dagger and drew a line of blood on the Ninth Prince's white and tender neck. When the blade touched the slightly trembling carotid artery, he suddenly changed his mind, walked behind the screen, took off all his clothes, and walked back to the bed with bare feet side……

Half an hour later, the boy stepped into the tub, slowly and methodically washing the blood stains on his body, and when he stepped out, the tub had turned into a pool of blood, emitting a disgusting smell.The young man took out a green pill and rubbed it in his palms. The paste was finely applied on the surface of the skin. After making sure that there was nothing missing from the whole body, he walked behind the screen to get dressed, and then went out through the window, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye. .

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In the early morning of the next day, Prince Yiyong's Mansion.

The Ninth Prince rolled over and sat up while rubbing his aching temples, and suddenly felt that his palms were very sticky, and when he looked closely, his eye sockets were about to burst.I saw that the side concubine who was still panting last night had died stiffly this morning. What was even more frightening was that her belly had been cut open, her internal organs were taken out and thrown into his arms, and even a piece of intestine Dragging and hanging on his neck, it feels cold and slippery to the touch. The stench of feces mixed with the sweetness of blood rushes into the nostrils and reaches the brain, which is unstoppably reminiscent of the [-]th hell.

As far as the eye can see, red blood is everywhere, a large piece, a large pile, a large pool...on the bed, on the bed curtain, on the brocade quilt, on the ground, on the wall...everywhere.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." A series of screams gushed out from the Ninth Prince's throat, overturning the roof and breaking through the sky.He wanted to tear off the intestines on his neck, but found that it had been twisted several times, and was tied in a tight knot.

Not minding his bowels anymore, the Ninth Prince struggled to break free from the pile of flesh and blood. Just as he jumped out of the bed, he fell down due to a large piece of wet, slippery and sticky blood on the ground. Not only the mouth and nose, but also the eye sockets and ears were soaked in blood.

The thick fishy smell is everywhere, and the glaring bright red is everywhere. Even the most daring person in the world cannot resist such horror, such cruelty, and such terrifying bloodthirsty stimulation.

The Ninth Prince managed to get up, but his feet were too weak to walk, and he vomited while crying.

The big girl who pushed open the door and broke in screamed in fright, her shrill voice could pierce one's eardrums, and then she rolled her eyes and passed out.The guards who arrived afterward looked at all this dumbfounded, then turned their faces away and vomited continuously.Everyone blocked the door, but no one dared to step into this hellish room.

In the end, it was the Ninth Prince who tried his best to crawl out. As soon as he climbed out of the threshold, he rolled a few times, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, and then began to vomit crazily, almost vomiting all the gall.

"Yi, Prince Yiyong was assassinated, hurry up to the palace and report to the emperor! Hurry up!" The chief guard spoke weakly after vomiting a round, glanced at the blood-soaked Ninth Prince with a string of intestines hanging around his neck, and began to retch again.

The deputy agreed, covering his mouth and nose, lifted his heavy legs, staggered away, and ran wildly out of the attic.

"You take the prince back to the front yard to take a bath, and find an imperial doctor by the way." The chief guard pointed to several subordinates and then pointed to a weeping girl, "Go to the back yard and inform the concubine."

Several people took their orders.After the Ninth Prince had been washed clean, and he could clearly see the word 'bastard' carved on his forehead with a dagger, it would be too late to chase back the guards who entered the palace to report.

After hearing the guard's detailed description, the emperor was terrified by the existence of such a cruel and bloodthirsty figure in Beijing. He immediately appointed the Minister of Dali Temple and Prince Jin to investigate the case strictly, and said that even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would find the murderer. come out.