After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

Looking at his cold look, Wen Junping's heart tightened a little, he grabbed his clothes and shook his head.

"You can't, he gave you medicine!" He was very weak, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to support himself in his arms.

"Mr. Wen, it is wrong for Xue Ling to be splashed with dirty water like this when you first came here. I stayed up all night to make this soup for the lord. You just overturned the table because you were unhappy. It's okay for me to be wronged, but you can't treat the lord. Disrespectful!"

With tears in Xue Ling's eyes, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and the tears fell down patter, as if she had suffered a great grievance, and no one could believe it.

Wen Junping looked at him, and then at Bei Gongzhi who was full of anger.

"You have to believe me."

"Believe you?" The man sneered, his dark eyes remained calm.

Looking down at the person who was still lying in his arms, a look of disgust appeared in his eyes, and he raised his hand to push Wen Junping away.

Being pushed away without warning, Wen Junping fell to the ground directly, holding the fragments with his hands, his palms were wet with blood.

Enduring the pain, Wen Junping sat up with difficulty and wanted to defend himself, but the man didn't even want to look at him again, so he left.

He no longer trusts him, and doesn't even bother to look at him...Wen Junping's mouth is bitter, what are you doing, humiliating yourself...Put your hands on the ground, stand up, Didn't stand still.

"Slap!" A slap hit his face so hard that Wen Junping, who hadn't recovered from his injuries, staggered backwards and fell to the ground, his elbow hitting the table was excruciatingly painful.

Clutching his arms, he raised his eyes and saw Xue Ling walking towards him, looking down at him.

"Wen Junping, you want to stop me, what do you think you are!"

He leaned over and grabbed Wen Junping's collar.

"You betrayed the prince and eloped with other men. The prince is kind enough not to kill you. Don't come out and make a fool of yourself. You can't beat me."

He raised his lips and smiled charmingly.

"Now, the prince trusts me the most, and the prince loves me the most."

He loosened Wen Junping's skirt, wiped off the non-existent stains on his hands, and then threw the handkerchief on Wen Junping's face fiercely.

"Be acquainted, get out of the palace!"

Wen Junping lowered his head, letting the kerchief stick to his face, and as his lowered head fell to the ground, it was stained with the blood overflowing from his palm, and it was stained red.

Everyone left, leaving him sitting there blankly, with an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Son!"

Mu Chun rushed over, saw that Wen Junping's hand was bleeding, he hurriedly helped him up, sent someone to call the doctor, and hurried to Wanchuan Hospital.

The doctor pulled out the fragments inserted into the palm of his hand, washed the wound and sprinkled the powder. The process was very painful, but Wen Junping remained expressionless, as if the flesh was not his own.

His mind was filled with the man's disgusted eyes and what he said to Xue Ling.

"Beloved" he suddenly muttered the word.

The doctor bandaged the wound and left. Mu Chun, who just came in after boiling the medicine, sighed when he heard the word.

"My lord, don't think too much, even if Xue Ling is favored for a while, the prince still cares about you."

Wen Junping betrayed the lord and the traitor Lin Tianxu left, the lord chased after him with troops, he didn't kill him, and even saved his life, this is enough to explain everything, isn't it?

Looking down at the beautiful patterns on the quilt, Wen Junping pursed his lips. Xue Ling admitted that he is the prince's man today, so his purpose is also very obvious, that is to kill Bei Gongzhi.

He knows this better than anyone else, because he used to be the prince's pawn just like him.

Looking at his thin arm, Wen Junping frowned.

"I'm hungry."

He had to recover as soon as possible, and he couldn't let them succeed.

After serving Wen Junping to eat, drink medicine and go to sleep, Mu Chun left Wanchuan Courtyard and went to the door of Wangfu's study.

"My lord."

"Come in."

Mu Chun bowed his waist. "Young master has fallen asleep."

Holding the brush in his hand, Bei Gong continued to review military affairs, wrote the last stroke, and paused.

"Have a good meal."

"Young master's appetite is particularly good today, there are three full bowls of rice."

"It hurts."

"It's been bandaged, and it's fine."

The man stopped writing and continued.

Mu Chun backed out, returned to Wanchuan Courtyard after reporting as usual, as if nothing had happened.

- Dazzling, another month later, Wen Junping's body has completely recovered.

It is unavoidable to run around the yard every morning, Bei Gongzhi has completely forgotten about him, Wen Junping is also happy, although Xue Ling's matter makes Wen Junping very concerned, but think about Bei Gongzhi's cunning , At the beginning when I tried my best and failed to succeed, I knew that things would not be that simple.

While his body was recovering, his internal strength was also slowly recovering. Wen Junping held a chopstick and flew out with a bang, passing through the ungrown fruit hanging on the tree.

Wen Junping nodded in satisfaction.

Staying in the courtyard all day is not an option, Wen Junping decided to go out to the palace tonight.

He has one thing to do before he leaves.

Putting on night clothes and a mask, Wen Junping jumped onto the roof and left the palace.

Jumping from one roof to another, Wen Junping's body is as light as a swallow. Although it is not as good as his previous body, he can still display [-]% of his strength.After finding the destination, Wen Junping jumped off the roof and leaned his back against the wall to look into the window.

This is Lord Feng's residence. He was the one who won the war on behalf of the emperor. After that, he was promoted and promoted.

Wen Junping trusted his subordinates too much in his last life, and his youthful nature was too playful and neglected government affairs, so many things were kept in the dark.

Now, after learning the truth and knowing that Bei Gongzhi wanted to save him and not kill him, he wanted to know the truth of the matter more and more, about Miecheng, and who wanted to kill him.

He must avenge the destruction of the city.

Master Feng was about to go to bed, when he heard the creaking sound of the window opening, he got up and looked out suspiciously, the gauze curtain was shaking under the night, and there was no one there.He got up to close the window, and just as he closed it, a sharp dagger was pressed against his neck.

"If you want to live, don't move."

The voice was hoarse on purpose.

"Who are you!" After all, Master Feng is an envoy who has seen the world, so he was not fooled.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to answer my question." Wen Junping narrowed his eyes, and the dagger on his neck got closer. "Speak up if you have something to say." Seeing the dagger sneak into the flesh, Master Feng couldn't calm down anymore, and his voice began to tremble.

"Who ordered the massacre of Mo Xuecheng?" Wen Junping asked.

"What do you ask this for? It was almost half a year ago."

"Say!" His hands tightened a little.

"A strong man with no eyes and a sword is careful, I say, I say."

Lord Feng recalled for a moment and said: "It was ordered by the emperor, but this memorial was written by Uncle Guo."

"Dare to ask the strong man, what is your relationship with Mo Xuecheng?" He turned his eyes to the back to see who it was, and a knife hand fell, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

Wen Junping left the mansion, stood on the roof and looked down.

"Uncle Guo... Mo Xuecheng has no worries and no complaints with them, why put us to death!"

"Sir?"

Mu Chun's voice came from the door, and Wen Junping opened his eyes only to realize that he had overslept.Rubbing her eyes, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Mu Toon, what's the matter?"

Mu Chun kept winking, Wen Junping's hair was messed up, and his clothes were loose, looking lazy and sloppy.On weekdays, he tidied up well, except for his sloppy appearance today.

Mu Chun's mouth is _open_he, that mouth shape means to say. "The prince is here."

Wen Junping froze for a moment, looked behind him, and saw Bei Gongzhi walking towards him, Mu Chun pushed aside, and the two looked at each other.

Wen Junping looked down at his loose and untied clothes, his shoulders were slumped, his chest was white, his hair was like a chicken coop, his bangs were flying out of sleep, because he came back too late last night and went to bed in the morning , so she slept extraordinarily deeply, with a string of saliva still on the corners of her lips.

This look is definitely not good-looking!

"Bang!" He closed the door.

"wait for me a bit."

It's not that Wen Junping cares about his own attire, but that the night clothes and mask that he took off last night are still on the bedside.

He picked up the clothes and stuffed them under the bed, washed his face, put on his clothes, casually scratched his hair with his fingers, and opened the door.

Bei Gongzhi walked in, and glanced at his messy mattress lightly.

"Clean it up, my king will live here today."

"Huh?" Wen Junping blinked.

"Live with me? Doesn't the lord have an actor? Why don't you invite him to accompany you? My place is a mess. I'm afraid the lord is not used to sleeping. Besides, I..."

The man frowned, raised his hand to pinch his noisy mouth, his handsome face moved closer to him, his phoenix eyes narrowed.

"Wen Junping, if you dare to say one more word, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Bei Gongzhi looked into his eyes, moved his eyes down, and landed on his fair neck, and couldn't help thinking of what Lin Tianxu said. "He's already mine, and he's lying in bed and can't get up."

Anger was burning in his heart, and the hand that pinched his chin became more intense.

Wen Junping was in so much pain that tears flowed out.

Putting his hands on his chest to try to push him away, this action seemed to touch his sore spot, Bei Gongzhi's eyes were red, he strangled his neck, dragged and pressed him on the bed.

"Boom!" Wen Junping groaned in pain.

The moment he cried out the pain in his mouth, the man's cold lips pressed against him.

Immediately afterwards, like a beast, he swept his lips and teeth, ravaging the sweetness, wishing to swallow him into his stomach.

The breathing between the noses became more and more heavy, and the suffocation of lack of oxygen made his consciousness on the verge of freeing.

With his hands on his chest, there was only one thought in his mind.

"No!" He struggled to say these two words while the man was asking for a kiss, put his hands on his face, and pushed him away with hands and feet.

Bei Gongzhi was stunned, looking at the person holding the clothes on the corner of the bed, his face was full of surprise and anger.

"You don't want to?!"