After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

Pushed violently from the back, Wen Junping fell into the carriage, and the goal was a dragon embroidered with gold. Looking up along the hem of the bright yellow gold embroidered clothes, Wen Junping's heart trembled.

The man wears half a bundle of hair and wears a purple gold crown, leaving a tuft of bangs hanging straight on his forehead. His narrow eyebrows and eyes carry a bit of lazy charm and inherent nobility, and his tall hooked nose is slightly hooked. mean.

Why didn't Wen Junping know him!

This man is the owner of this body, the Beigong Yi who poisoned him and threatened Yuanshen to marry Beigong Zhi!

Bei Gongyi stretched out her hand in front of him indifferently, motioning for him to kiss the back of her hand. To be able to enjoy this kind of treatment in the Prince's Mansion is a gift that every plaything dreams of.

His hands were hanging, but Wen Junping only looked at him in surprise, and didn't come up to him like a puppy.

"Think you have a new master and forget your identity?"

Wen Junping suppressed his body's instinctive fear of this man.

Do you know about dog training? Some dog trainers will use fear and food rewards to achieve the purpose of dog training, so that the dog will be afraid and obey as soon as he sees him, and hope to get food from the owner and try his best to please.

In this body, he could feel a similar fear and absolute obedience.

The scenes that flashed through his mind clearly told him that if he offended this man, he would have to experience unbearable pain.

Bei Gongyi seems to be licentious and not doing business properly, but she is actually extremely cruel and vicious!

"Your Highness, what do you want from me?" He suppressed the trembling in his heart and the almost uncontrollable fear in his body.

"I heard that you were favored by Bei Gongzhi last night?"

Wen Junping pretended to be panicked and grabbed his sleeve, while Bei Gongyi grabbed his wrist, feeling the pulse and knowing that the poison was still inside.

Bei Gongyi lifted his arm, seeing that the Shou Gongsha he personally ordered for him was still there, her smiling face froze for a moment.

"He didn't touch you!"

"Beigong is very scheming. He knows that I am sent by the prince, so he won't trust me."

Wen Junping lowered his head, pretending to be Wen Junping speaking softly.

There was silence in the carriage, and he chuckled after a long time.

"No problem." He raised his chin with his hand, looked at his eyes like the blue waves of the lake, and reached out to touch his slender and slightly curly eyelashes, as if caressing a good product.

"Bengong has sent many playthings over these years, but you are the only one who has survived until now."

"Hahahaha." He laughed loudly, this laughter only made Wen Junping's hair stand on end.

"Fun, fun!"

"Bei Gongzhi will actually act with a male actor, and let everyone in the city know that he favors you."

A magnified face approached, and he held his face with both hands until it was almost deformed.

"I heard that you helped him persuade the remnants of Mo Xuecheng to surrender?"

"...I just want to live." Wen Junping uttered these words indistinctly from his deformed mouth.

A strange expression flashed across Bei Gongyi's face, Wen Junping never dared to speak in front of him, being obedient was no different from a puppet without a soul.

But now, his mind is very clear.

He let go of him, wiped his fingers with a silk handkerchief, and said casually.

"Let Bei Gongzhi take you to Qingming Mountain tomorrow."

After speaking, the eunuch who was waiting outside dragged him out and fell off the carriage.

The carriage moved away, raising a drop of dust.

Wen Junping frowned looking at his worn out palms.

When they returned to the palace, it was already dusk.

As soon as he came in, a black shadow rushed up.

"Mr. Wen, where have you been? You scared me to death."

It is wood toon.

"I went to see a doctor with a sore throat, and got lost when I came back, so I was delayed until now." Wen Junping explained.

"My lord came back early today, son, please go there quickly." Mu Chun reminded.

Wen Junping realized that something was wrong, he hurriedly picked up the hem of his clothes and walked towards the main courtyard.

As soon as he entered the main courtyard, he saw that the candles were burning inside, and Bei Gongzhi was standing in the living room with his back to the door, holding something in his hand, which looked like a sword.

"Why don't you come in when you're outside the door."

Wen Junping swallowed, and bravely walked in.

Wen Junping breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the door without feeling murderous aura from him.

Looking up at his back, he dazed for a moment, overlapped with the young man practicing sword in the mountain stream, a set of moves was obviously perfect, but he would never be satisfied, at that time he saw The same is true of the back.

The lonely shadow is lonely... as if he is alone in the whole world.

Wen Junping shook his head, thinking about what to do.

"Running out early in the morning, angry?"

"Don't dare." He lowered his head and rolled his eyes secretly.

What, slap a sweet date?

He doesn't like that.

"Chef Li risked his life to find Ben Wang and said that you wanted him not to punish you for the sake of his health."

Bei Gongzhi turned around, and the things in his hand fell into Wen Junping's eyes.

This is a sword about three feet long. The hilt is tightly wrapped with animal leather, and the scabbard is also made of animal skin. There are some patterns carved on it. It looks like two people. The style of painting is a little rough and even childish. .

Wen Junping was shocked because it was his sword!

This sword is named Xuan Luan, it was an adult gift given to him by his master when he was an adult, because it seemed that he was ridiculed for being used by a woman, so he wrapped the hilt with animal skin and made an animal skin scabbard himself .

At that time, I was very high-spirited, and I thought it was not a big deal to play with Bei Gongzhi, so I carved the two people on the scabbard.

He still vaguely remembered that he left with a stinky face, and disappeared for a while after that.

He was still thinking about whether he had gone too far, and wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to him, but received the news that his father was dying, and left Lishan in a hurry to inherit the city left by his father.

Memories welled up in his mind, he couldn't help stepping forward, reaching out his hand to grab Xuan Luan, but he retracted it just as he was about to touch it.

"You know this sword?" Bei Gongzhi narrowed his eyes.

Wen Junping lowered his eyes and smiled wryly. "It just feels small and delicate."

"Don't underestimate it, it is the best sword in the world."

"Huh?" Wen Junping was stunned.

"It's a pity that his master is no longer there."

Under the candlelight, the man's eyelashes drooped, the shadows covered the expression in his eyes, and the sharp-edged face was dyed with a touch of softness under the candlelight.

The corner of Wen Junping's mouth was bitter. "he died……"

Under the shadows, the man's eyes flickered, and his hand holding the sword tightened a little.

"Tomorrow, the king is going to Qingming Mountain, and you will go with me."

"Yes."

Wen Junping walked to the door, his tense body relaxed, and his face was covered with cold sweat!

The crown prince asked him to take him to Qingming Mountain, so he wanted to take him. Is it a coincidence?

Or, what did he know!