After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

When it was getting dark, Bei Gongzhi came back from the palace. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, he saw the guards bowing their heads and whispering to each other. When Bei Gongzhi walked to the door, he found that the prince had arrived. He was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

Although it seemed unusual to walk all the way in, it always made him feel that something was wrong.

After entering the inner courtyard, one could smell the smell of meat boiled with added ingredients at the door, and from a distance one could see a man bending over to work in the room.

He was wearing a white apron, his sleeves were rolled up to reveal his white arms, and he was concentrating on arranging the dishes neatly.

The candlestick flickered, and the orange-red light cast a layer of warmth on the boy's side face. Looking from afar, he felt that the years were peaceful.

In a trance, dreaming back to the hut in the mountains, overlapping with the busy figure of the young man.

"My lord is back."

He looked up and saw him, with a smile on his face, his raised phoenix eyes narrowed into slits, his lips raised in a nice curve, and dimples printed on his palm-sized face.

"It's been a busy day, so you're hungry."

He walked over to take the sword in the man's hand, and put it on the sword stand.

Executive Bei Gong glanced at the table, which was full of color and fragrance.

"It's all prepared by you."

He sits down.

Wen Junping served a bowl of soup to him.

"It is my honor to prepare dinner for the prince."

Bei Gongzhi looked at his skirt subconsciously, but he was dressed neatly today, and looked away at the soup in the bowl.

"What kind of soup is this?"

"Rabbit broth, my lord, eat more." He certainly wouldn't say that these are great tonics!

"Your cooking skills were taught by the prince?" He looked into his eyes meaningfully, not letting go of any changes in his eyes.

"It's just greedy, so I have done a lot of research on eating, and I'm just self-study."

"Do you still remember Lin Tianxu in the Beiying dungeon?"

"Huh?" His Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his eyes to hide the panic in his eyes.

"This king asked him to kill an old general among the remnants." He stared at Wen Junping, and continued: "In the end, he really brought the head to this king, and said he would be my dog. , this is all your credit."

Wen Junping's heart trembled!He tried his best to control his expression, and pulled out a smile that seemed innocent and even had a hint of joy.

"It's what I should do to relieve the prince's worries."

The man squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to tear off this hypocritical human skin to see through it.

"This king has always given rewards for his merits. You persuaded Lin Tianxu to use him to solve his troubles. The rewards that should be given to you will not be less, come here."

Manager Xu walked over with his waist bowed.

"Reward him with a box of jewels and 500 taels of gold. The Wanchuan Courtyard has been empty, so I will also reward him."

……

"Congratulations, Mr. Wen, congratulations, Mr. Wen."

Mu Chun, who came to pack Wen Junping's things, was overjoyed, but Wen Junping sat at the table, full of thoughts.

"Young Master Wen?"

Wen Junping came back to his senses, Mu Chun had packed up all his things.

"Mr. Wen should be happy." Mu Chun saw that he was not happy, so he explained to him: "Wanchuan Courtyard is the backyard of the palace."

Wen Junping let out a casual sigh, feeling a little dazed.

"The backyard has always been the residence of the family members. The prince's letting the son move into the Wanchuan courtyard is equivalent to acknowledging the identity of Mr. Wen's husband and wife."

Wen Junping twitched the corner of his mouth reluctantly.

Acknowledge his identity as a husband and wife?

how ridiculous...

"Everything has been packed, Mr. Wen should rest early."

Mu Chun left and closed the door for him before leaving.

Wen Junping looked at the room. Although it was not as exquisite as Bei Gongzhi's bedroom, it was much better than his other items. It was neatly tidied and covered with new satin bedding. There was a dressing table, carved tables and chairs, and a large bedroom. Wardrobe, a small bathroom is blocked behind the screen, in which there are wooden barrels and barrels for bathing.

After confirming that the person was gone, Wen Junping sat on the bed with his eyes downcast, completely missing the innocent smiling face in front of people.

The long eyelashes covered the slight redness of the eye circles, and the hands on the knees tightened to grab the wrinkle of the trousers, patter, a drop of tears dripped down, and the fingers trembled slightly.

Even though he tried his best to convince himself to accept the reality, when he heard Bei Gongzhi say that Lin Tianxu killed the old general, his disguise collapsed!

Blame, pain, annoyance, despair, hatred.

A lot of emotions almost wrapped him tightly, almost suffocating him.

"Bei Gongzhi!"

That night, Wen Junping could not sleep peacefully.

The next day, Bei Gongzhi got up early, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Junping standing at the door, holding a steaming bowl of sliced ​​noodles in his hand.

Bei Gongzhi walked past him without even looking.

The man had gone far away, seeing him still standing, Manager Xu kindly reminded him.

"My lord won't be eating in the mansion today, so you don't need to prepare."

Wen Junping responded with a cry and walked towards the kitchen with the sliced ​​noodles in hand, and poured all the sliced ​​noodles into the slop bucket without any leftovers.

"How could such a good sliced ​​noodles be ruined?" Chef Li passed by, feeling very distressed when he saw this scene.

"My lord won't eat." Wen Junping's voice was very low, as if he had been hungry for several days and had no strength to speak.

Relying on nourishing him, and then seducing him?

How ridiculous!He has had enough!

"My lord won't eat it, we can eat it, what a delicious bullwhip noodles..." Chef Li didn't finish his sentence.

Wen Junping turned around and left with a cold face. While walking, he angrily tore off his apron and threw it on the ground.

Wen Junping's behavior in the past few days has dispelled the suspicion of other people in the palace. The prince ordered him to go to Wanchuan Hospital yesterday is the best proof.

His identity has been recognized, and naturally no one will stop him if he wants to leave the palace.

After leaving the palace, Wen Junping crossed the street.

He was going to find Lin Tianxu. He grew up with Lin Tianxu. He knew that he had a habit of drinking a glass of rice wine when he got up early in the morning. He said that rice wine exorcised evil spirits and warmed up.

Therefore, if he could come out of Beiying, he would definitely go for a drink.

Seeing a banner with the word rice wine written on it in the distance, Wen Junping decided to try his luck.

Walking into the restaurant and scanning the crowd, he failed to find him, but instead attracted the attention of the drinkers.

"Beauty, so delicate."

At some point behind him stood a big man, reeking of alcohol, and rushed towards him.

"A night with the young master, the benefits are indispensable to you."

The drunk man was very strong, and with Wen Junping's current body, he couldn't break free at all, and was only carried on his shoulder with one hand.

"Let him go."

A cold voice came from upstairs, and after the sound of rattling downstairs, a person came into his eyes.

He is dressed in soft armor, with hair standing upright, wheat-colored skin, thick black sword eyebrows, deep eyes, and lips that are neither thin nor thick under the high bridge of the nose.

"I'll count to three and die if I don't let go."

"One" he walked down the stairs, drawing his sword as he walked.

"Second" the black eyes have no fluctuations, like an ancient well without waves, but they are full of evil spirits.

The "three" people had come close, the sword light swept across, and the head of the drunk fell down.