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On the thirty day of the Lunar New Year, heavy snow fell, swirling in the air like cotton wool.

The bustle of traffic and the sound of people are not enough to describe the prosperity of the capital. The usually dark city walls are covered with heavy snow, which is a little less heavy and awe-inspiring.

At midnight last night, the emperor, who had not recovered from a long illness, was critically ill and lost his mind. The prince of the East Palace is currently in charge of the affairs of the court.

Excluding those who died in battle, those who died of illness, and the five princes who died young, including Liu Yan, the three princes who had their own territories had not received the order, and they were not allowed to leave the territory without permission and lead troops into the city.

The gates of the city were heavily guarded, and the soldiers on both sides were waiting sternly, as if facing a big enemy, all of them had cold faces, searching and interrogating the people who came in and out one by one.

The queue was very long, and the city gate was closed in an hour, and no one was allowed to go out or enter. Those who wanted to go home to reunite with their relatives, and those who came back from doing business in other places were very anxious.

They complained in a low voice, but they didn't dare to make any noise.

The guard asked in rough language, "Where did you come from? What are you doing in the city?"

It was a couple who were interrogated. The man had two beards around his mouth, ordinary eyebrows, and a sincere smile on his face. He was well-dressed like a rich man. The woman beside him had a slender waist and willow eyebrows, and her red lips were pursed lightly. With a little blush on her cheeks, she stood obediently beside her husband, with her head lowered, like a charming little lady.

Several other guards glanced at the woman with interest, and some even swallowed, but they dared to think about it, but they didn't dare to do anything.

It's chaotic right now, and everyone has their heads tied to their belts.

"Brother guard, add some food and wine for the Chinese New Year." The man took out a heavy money bag from his sleeve and handed it over, smiling, "Xiaomin and Jiannei just came back from rent collection in the countryside, let's see if we can..."

The leading guard's eyes were still on the woman, he put away the purse pretending nothing happened, and looked at the woman twice, "You look really handsome."

The situation remained so frozen, until the man took out two banknotes, he heard the guard's voice, "Let go!"

The man thanked with a smile, took the woman's hand and walked into the city, still cursing angrily, "The gangsters are getting more and more cunning and lazy, every year the harvest is not as good as every year, and the rent is paid. If you don’t come up, you have to collect it yourself, and if you don’t give them some color next year, I really can’t control it..."

After the process, the expressions on the faces of the couple changed slightly. These two people were none other than Liu Yan and Shen Mo who entered the city in disguise.

What suffered the most was silence. Two days ago Liu Yan came to rescue him alone on horseback. His posture was so domineering and unstoppable, it was like Sun Dasheng stepping on auspicious clouds.

Very well, he was rescued, as for the injuries on his body...

Zhang Yuan couldn't do it, and stopped Leng Wuhen from doing it. In the end, he did it himself in silence. It wasn't the first time he had done this kind of thing, but this time, for better results, he tried his tricks more successfully, but he did it It's a bit harsh, the wound is covered with high-quality medicine, it will still hurt.

Fortunately, I learned from 111 that Liu Yan's trust in him has increased significantly.

Neither Zhang Yuan nor Qiuye knew that there was an agreement between Shen Mo and Leng Wuhen. Shen Mo got the half of the real map for him and became the last stepping stone for him to sit on that chair, but he wanted Leng Wuhen Hen made a promise to let Liu Yan go and give him a way out.

Probably silently knew how many people in the palace had been controlled by Leng Wuhen, and how many Jinyiwei were lurking under his people.

Liu Yan had already lost this battle.

From Shen Mo's point of view, it was nothing more than returning the property to its original owner, and Leng Wuhen was originally the real prince.

Seeing the walking people stop suddenly, Liu Yan turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tighten her legs, pursed her lips silently, "I'm a little urgent to pee."

Liu Yan pursed his lips, stared at him for several seconds, a smile flashed in his eyes, this person was dressed as a woman, and she was quite beautiful.

Looking around at the passing crowd, he didn't let go of his silent hand, but tightened it a little, almost wrapping it in his arms, blocking the collision of those passers-by.

"Be patient, go to the place and solve it."

Queued for a long time outside, coupled with nervousness, the most tragic thing is that I drank two cups of hot tea in a tea shed outside the city, and I will be silent. The forehead is already dripping with sweat, and the makeup on my face is a bit smudged , he touched it with his hand, and it was even more horrible.

Passing through the intricate alleys, as soon as he arrived at his residence, Shen Mo hurried to the toilet.

Looking at the young man's back, Huang Hao who came out said in a low voice, "Master, do you want to..."

Liu Yan raised his hand to interrupt, "Eat and live with him along the way, if he wants to harm me, he won't wait until now."

"But Leng Wuhen, who has always been cruel, didn't stop talking." Huang Hao hesitated to speak, "That groom Zhang Yuan used to be very close to him, but suddenly disappeared. Could there be any secrets in it?"

Without thinking about this question, Liu Yan squinted his phoenix eyes, flickering coldly, "Huang Hao, you said that a person has been dead for ten years, and the one who suddenly appeared was a person or a ghost?"

When did the boy back then have social relations with Leng Wuhen?How to avoid the monstrous fire?If the person he saw that day was really Lan Xi, then who was the corpse that he buried in the ground with his own hands?

And why didn't you recognize him...

Liu Yan's raised eyebrows tightened and then loosened. After many years, it seemed that he was not as excited as he was at first.

Seeing the erratic breath of the man around him, Huang Hao was a little confused, "Master?"

"Go and fetch a basin of warm water." After Liu Yan finished speaking, he stepped into the room, his thin lips curled slightly, as if expecting something.

Huang Hao looked up at the sky, and murmured in a low voice, "The sky is really going to change."

After resolving the comfortable silence, he wandered back and forth at the door, stayed in the front room for a while, chewed his lower lip, and then went into the back room.

Liu Yan, who was lying on the bed, waved, "Come here and take off your clothes."

Shen Mo took off several layers of clothes on his body, and put on an inner shirt, with the front open, revealing the hideous wound on his abdomen, and he walked around the wound with the cold fingertips of the other party.

"It's useless. This king started practicing martial arts at the age of seven. It's been 26 years now. The weapon he uses the most is a dagger." After smearing the medicine on him, Liu Yan said in a casual tone, half a smile, "When a person picks up a dagger Stabbing yourself and stabbing others, the incision of the wound is different, do you agree with this?"

Mo Mo's body paused imperceptibly, and looked down at the corner of his eyes to see that hand with strong knuckles was slowly exerting force, the flat nails pierced into the wound, blood oozing out little by little, he frowned and gasped in pain.

"I thought you didn't know the pain." Liu Yan sneered, but there was no angry expression, as if the anger and murderous aura just now were all illusions.

After applying the medicine to the abdominal wound and changing the gauze, Shen Mo pulled off his inner garment a little, exposing several stab wounds on his shoulders.

After all, it is a medicine that is scarce in the palace. The not deep wounds have already shed the scabs, and only one or two places are still in the scab state. Liu Yan's fingertips ran across the back of his neck, as if provocative.

"Can this king trust you?"

Mo Mo pursed her lips lightly, and replied lightly, "Yes."

With a non-emotional voice from his nasal cavity, Liu Yan took out a small bottle, "This is ten-day powder. After ten days, I must get the antidote from this king, otherwise within a day, the intestines will be pierced and rotten." and die."

Shen Mo raised his eyes, reached out to take it away, poured out a white pill, and swallowed it without any hesitation.

This scene made Liu Yan's eyes flicker, and some color seemed to flash across the bottom of his deep eyes, and the smile on his lips was slightly clear, "Go to sleep."

The voice next to my ear seemed to be extremely bewitching, piercing through the eardrums and entangled in my mind, sleepiness swept up, I yawned silently, hummed, blinked my eyes, lay on my side on the bed, and fell asleep after a while .

Covering the young man's neck with his hand, he rubbed it slowly, then moved it to his lips, stroking his thumb back and forth, Liu Yan leaned over, pressed his lips against his, pinched his jaw with his hand, slipped his tongue in, sucking the breath in his mouth , doing the actions that I have been doing late at night for the past few days.

Liu Yan didn't withdraw until he kissed the young man's lips red and swollen, the tip of his tongue licked off the silver thread at the corner of his mouth, something was suppressed in his deep voice.

"Everyone wants to get that thing, what do you want from me?"

After taking a nap, it was noon when Shen Mo woke up. He sat up and touched the edge of his mouth. It was a little dry, probably because of the weather.

Putting on his coat and going out, seeing the scene in front of him, Rao, who has always been calm and self-possessed, was stunned.

The demon prince, who usually acts cynically, rolled up his sleeves and stared sullenly at the rooster that was in danger, and there was something suspicious like chicken droppings on the hem of his clothes.

He stretched out his hand to grab the big cock's feet, but the other cock flew away with flapping wings.

"I don't believe it anymore." Liu Yan's face was cold, the true energy in his body was circulating, his palms became claws, and he slapped out with a thick palm force.

The chicken shed collapsed and the rooster was fine.

Standing there, Liu Yan, dressed in a bright red robe, had a lot of snow slag splashed on him. His face was dark. If his eyes could be substantiated, the "cuckoo" rooster would have died a long time ago.

Silence couldn't stand it anymore, and he glanced at a certain prince with dumbfounded eyes.

"I come."

A high math teacher spent a few minutes with the restless big rooster, picked up stones on the ground and threw it at it, the rooster got angry and wanted to pounce on him and peck him with its beak, at this moment, Mo Mo subconsciously shouted, "Liu Yan, grab the chicken quickly."

Liu Yan, who was waiting to see the joke, was weird for a moment when he heard the name, and went over in silence, taking advantage of the unexpected, and grabbed the rooster's wings on both sides.

Huang Hao was not there, Shen Mo didn't ask anything, including what they were doing in the capital, his mission target was Liu Yan, and other people's affairs had nothing to do with him.

He is also very sure about the side missions. What he said to Li Wanshu before leaving should be enough for her to think about it for a while, and there are many partners who are not well-developed in IQ, etc.

The killing of the chicken went smoothly. Liu Yan, who had killed countless people, picked up the kitchen knife and slashed the chicken's neck, blood gushed out. He looked up, feeling a sense of accomplishment at that moment.

At noon, half a cup of tea time passed, and the two of them who had made the kitchen a mess sat on the table, looking at a large bowl of chicken soup with green onions floating in it.

"Actually, I'm not hungry." The fishy smell wafted through his nose, and the corners of Shen Mo's mouth twitched slightly, "Why don't you try it first?"

Sweeping his gaze over the black unknown objects on the surface of the chicken soup, Liu Yan shook his head, "I'm not hungry either."

Shen Mo frowned, seeing light snow drifting outside again, he was very hungry, hesitated for a while, picked up a spoon, scooped up some soup and put it in a bowl, and lightly sipped it under Liu Liuyan's eyes that looked over intentionally or unintentionally Take a sip.

"Well, it tastes very good, my lord, you can try it."

"Really?" Staring at the young man, seeing the satisfied expression on his face, Liu Yan dubiously took a spoon and drank it.

puff----

Seeing that Liu Yan vomited, she also vomited after enduring the silence that could not be swallowed.

Just as the two of them poured the bowl of chicken soup into the pot to cook it again, a courtyard somewhere in the suburbs was surrounded by swords and swords, blood stained the snow on the ground, and there were screams everywhere. The prince was brutally murdered.

Born in the emperor's family, brotherly love is just a fantasy.