After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

After winter, it was getting warmer, the ice and snow had just melted, and the misty sky blocked the sun, only letting the sun that was as thin as a tulle shine on the window sill, and lightly sprinkled on the man.

He had just finished washing, and his usually lazy half-twist hair was tied up with a purple gold crown. He was wearing a black embroidered gold-threaded python robe.

At this moment, he was looking down at a book, his eyebrows were frowning, his thick eyelashes were half drooping, and there was a layer of ashes in his eyes, indifferent and cool.

He was not in a hurry to have breakfast, so he gave a cold order. "lay down."

"Mixed vegetable soup has to be drunk while it's hot, otherwise it will lose its flavor."

Wen Junping tried his best to restrain his voice, making it sound stable and calm.

The man frowned even tighter, and dropped the folder in his hand on the table with a snap.

The other servants in the room were so frightened that they knelt down, but Wen Junping was the only one who was still standing.

Bei Gongzhi didn't know why he went crazy, and suddenly swept all the things on the table on the ground, and didn't care whether the gold-embroidered court clothes were wrinkled or not, he just waited for the things to be swept and then kicked over the table, and finally returned Confused, he roared at the scary person in the room.

"Get out, get out of here for me!"

The servants all hurriedly retreated in fright, but Wen Junping stood still, and even insisted on offering him soup.

Seeing that he did not leave, Bei Gongzhi sneered.

"Wen Junping, this king has sent someone to investigate you. You are a person carefully trained by Bei Gongyi, and you were sent to this king's mansion to seduce this king's heart."

He raised his chin, a sneer of contempt.

"How did your master teach it, show me."

Wen Junping's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, and suddenly there was the sound of teeth grinding in the quiet room.

"let me go."

These three words were almost squeezed out between the teeth!

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

After saying this, he was out of breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and spilled most of the soup in his hand.The eye sockets are moist, and the full lips are opened and closed with the breath, and the clove is looming.

The man's eyes dimmed. "Playing hard to get?"

He suddenly grabbed his hair, and the soup bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and he was completely pressed against Wen Junping's chest, with his head facing him in an upturned posture.

Rough palms rubbed against his face, and his lips penetrated into his mouth, firmly holding down the thing that was trying to seduce.

"He didn't hesitate to use his soup to arouse the interest of this king, Bei Gongyi worked very hard." His eyes were indifferent, and his voice was cold, without any fluctuations.

The tip of Wen Junping's tongue was uncomfortably teased for a while, and he mumbled a sentence.

"I fought with you!"

Pulling out the boning knife hidden in the sleeve, he stabbed at the man.

The wrist was held, and Bei Gongzhi stared at the shining boning knife in his hand.

"You want to kill me?!"

The temperature in the room dropped sharply, the man grabbed his hair and threw him away, Wen Junping hit the door panel and rolled on the floor, and the boning knife also fell to the floor with a bang.

He crawled to pick it up, but was stepped on by a boot first.

The man squatted down, lifted his chin, and pressed his cold lips against his ears.

Wen Junping's body froze, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

"This king will not kill you." The man's deep voice sounded in his ear, and for some reason there was a trace of indescribable sadness.

Obviously in this scene...

He let go of her, his eyes were as indifferent as looking at an ant.

"why!"

Wen Junping lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

"Why don't you let the people of Mo Xuecheng go!