After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

There was a strong wind in the mountains, the leaves were rustled by the strong wind, and the horse's hooves sank into the mud, bringing up silt. Wen Junping rode on the horse in a black dress, and the white silk tied around his arms was rattling by the wind.

Arriving at the mountain stream of Mogan Mountain, Wen Junping reined in the reins. Not far away, a train of horses and horses was approaching. Wen Junping's eyes were fixed on a carriage.Wei Wuchang is in there!

Holding his breath and lying in ambush at the height of the mountain stream, Wen Junping pulled out the Xuanluan sword hanging from his waist. Xuanluan is a short sword, which is best at close combat and is very suitable for assassination.

The revenge of the dead city is over today!

"Roll, wheel..." The wheels rolled over the road, and there were more gravel in the mountain stream, and the team slowed down.

At the moment when the wheels entered the mountain stream at a slow speed, a huge stone rolled down from a high place and blocked the road with a bang.

The horse pulling the cart broke free from the rope in shock, and the groom was shaken to the ground by the jolt.

The time has come!

Wen Junping jumped down from the top of the mountain stream, opened the curtain of the car and was about to stab him with a sword but missed.

There was no one in the carriage!

"No, it's a trap!"

The sound of rumbling footsteps came from behind, Wen Junping looked back, he was surrounded by soldiers, and the leader was Yuan Qing, the prince's lackey.

"Let me see who is the person who tried to assassinate Uncle Wei!"

He rode forward, and with just one glance, Yuan Qing's face became strange, astonished, stunned, suddenly enlightened, and furious!

All kinds of emotions distorted into an ugly and hideous face.

"It's you!!"

Wen Junping glanced at it. It seemed that they had already ambushed here, just waiting for him to take the bait.

This news was provided by Bei Gongzhi, could it be!

"Wen Junping, I've noticed something wrong with you before. You're playing tricks on the prince with your eloquent tongue. Let's see how you can argue now!" He pointed his thumb at his nose and raised his chin arrogantly. From Wen Junping's perspective, he could only see Two black nostrils.

"If you fall into my hands today, you are unlucky."

He raised his hand.

"I want to live! Take it!"

Well-equipped soldiers surrounded Wen Junping in a uniform order. The sound of footsteps was like a god of death dragging a chain of souls. A huge shadow wrapped around him, and the sky darkened accordingly.

Wen Junping looked up at the sky, and a drop of rain fell on his face.

"Bei Gongzhi, I mistrusted you after all."

He closed his eyes, then opened them full of determination, raised the sword in his hand and pressed it against his neck.

With so many elite soldiers, even if he spreads his wings, he can't escape. Rather than being caught, it's better to end it by himself and avoid the pain of flesh and blood!

When you squeeze your teeth, your dental muscles tremble and you exert your strength.

"Clap, clap."

Blood dripped on the ground, staining the loose sand.

Wen Junping opened his eyes in astonishment.

The strong wind bulged the robe on the man's body. He was wearing a blue uniform, and half of his hair moved with the wind.

The Xuanluan sword that was about to cut his throat was being tightly grasped by a big palm, the sharp blade was embedded in the flesh, and the blood flowed continuously.

"fool."

The pouring rain fell, and the sound of the rain drowned out the loving and angry words in the man's mouth.

Wen Junping stared at him blankly, his eyes were blurred, maybe it was because of the rainwater pouring into his eyes, the sore pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.

This time, he caught up!

There was a sound of fighting, blood and rain stained the ground red, the man's eyes fell on him until Wen Junping let go of his sword hand.

Bei Gongzhi lifted his chin, grabbed his neck domineeringly, and kissed him!

The blood-stained rain seemed to be on the battlefield of hell, fighting, howling in pain, roaring, the blunt sound of swords piercing into flesh and blood, but he couldn't hear anything.

Only the pounding heartbeat in his chest reminded him that he was still alive.

His eyes were sore from the rain, and he slowly closed them tiredly, and his tense body also softened.

Seeing that the person in his arms didn't respond, Bei Gongzhi was happy at first, thinking that he didn't reject him, until he tasted the fishy sweetness from Wen Junping's articulate, and he suddenly realized something.

His lips left his lips, and he looked at the person in his arms. His face was so pale that he lost all color, and his hands drooped weakly, like a puppet whose strings were cut short in an instant, without any vitality.

"Ah Liang, Ah Liang!!"

He hugged him and jumped onto the horseback, and rushed towards Fengcheng through the fighting army!

War Palace.

Bei Gongzhi walked in quickly holding the unconscious Wen Junping, yelling.

"Call the doctor, hurry up!"

Manager Xu didn't dare to be negligent in calling people and hurried to invite the doctor.

Bei Gongzhi carried the unconscious Wen Junping into the room, untied his drenched clothes, and put on clean ones for him, and was stunned when his eyes fell on the wound on his chest that had recovered and had grown red flesh.

In front of his eyes, he ran up the tower panting, shouting anxiously to be careful, he rushed over to block the stabbing arrows for him, and he fell into his arms and almost died.

And he was still jealous and angry, feeling that he had betrayed him.

He is Zheng Liang, he is Zheng Liang.

Only he can save himself without hesitation. On the surface, he always likes to make fun of him, but he knows clearly in his heart that in his eyes alone, he is not a different kind.

They all knew that Bei Gongzhi was not the emperor's own son, but the offspring of a noble concubine and others. He grew up in humiliation and had never been taken seriously.

Only him...Zheng Liang, in his eyes, he was never an outlier.

Perhaps since then he has already planted the root of love.

But he, who can't even control his own destiny, has any qualifications to talk about love.

The big palm caressed his wound, his eyes were red and misty.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier."

If he knew it was him, he would never let him be so wronged, and he would never let anyone hurt him.

And he was determined not to let him despair to the point of committing suicide again.

The person on the bed didn't give him any response, just fell asleep peacefully like this, his skin wetted by the rain was as white as paper, this kind of whiteness, he had only seen on dead people.

Bei Gongzhi panicked, completely panicked!

He gritted his teeth and pressed his shoulders.

"Ah Liang! You said you wanted to travel around the rivers and lakes and ask me to be your companion, I'll go! You said you want to be a senior brother, and I'll let you do it!"

"Just please, don't leave me..." A drop of crystal clear liquid dripped down, Bei Gongzhi was stunned, what is this?

tears?

It turns out that I will cry too.

"The prince and doctor are here..." Mr. Xu hurried in with the doctor, and when he arrived at the door, he saw the prince crying, even he was too shocked to speak.

Manager Xu was the little eunuch next to the imperial concubine, who later took care of Bei Gongzhi when he grew up. In his memory, this child was born different, and he had never seen him shed tears.

He doesn't even know what emotion is.

The doctor went over to check Wen Junping's pulse, and Bei Gongzhi looked at him worriedly.

"He didn't have a skin wound, it was poisoned."

"What kind of poison has he been poisoned!" Bei Gongzhi's eyes were red.

"This poison is extremely strange, forgive me for my lack of knowledge, I can't see it, and I can't solve it."

The doctor picked up the medicine box and left, "Quack doctor, go to the imperial doctor, go!"

The imperial doctors came one after another, and every one of them gave almost the same answer, that there was no cure.

Outside the door, Xue Ling pursed her lips triumphantly as she watched the imperial physicians busy in and out.

"Let you betray His Highness, this is what will happen to you if you disobey His Highness and betray His Highness!"

"What are you doing here?" Mu Chun appeared behind him.

The seemingly gentle and even thin Mu Chun grabbed his collar. "Since you're here, don't leave."

Throwing him hard into the house.

Mu Chun walked in, knelt on the ground, and pointed at Xue Ling.

"My lord, he may have a way to save Mr. Wen."

Xue Ling's face was dark, and she glared at Mu Chun fiercely, as if she wanted to eat him alive.

With Mu Chun's reminder, Bei Gongzhi remembered that both he and he were sent by the prince... people!

Bei Gongzhi lifted him up. "Tell me how to detoxify him!"

Xue Ling shook her head, her eyes flickering. "I don't know what the prince means..." "Speak!"

Bei Gongzhi lost his patience and strangled his neck fiercely.Xue Ling rolled her eyes and struggled to squeeze out a word between her teeth.

"As long as you share the same bed...you can detoxify."

Bei Gongzhi let go of him, "Speak in detail."

Xue Ling clutched her neck, panting heavily.

"His Royal Highness said that if the time is up and the task is not completed, the poisoned person will be poisoned to death by the poison in his own body! The only way to detoxify is to have intercourse with someone, and after intercourse, another person will inject the poison into your own body."

"What will happen to those who have been drugged?"

"It will be poisoned and killed."

Bei Gongzhi had a sullen face. "Lock him up, and don't allow him to come out without my king's order."

"My lord, let me go, I don't want to die, my lord, my lord!!" Xue Ling was dragged out.

Bei Gongzhi walked into the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the sleeping person on the bed.

"Mu Chun, go out, don't tell anyone about this matter."

Mu Chun's eyes widened. "My lord is going to..." "Get out!"

The gauze curtain was hanging down, obscuring the man's tall and straight back, expressing his determination.

Mu Chun walked out of the room with his head down and closed the door.

The room fell silent, Bei Gongzhi walked to the side of the bed and looked at the person on the bed, touching his eyebrows with his fingers, although he didn't know what happened to him.

Nor did he personally hear him admit his identity.

But everything could not be more clear, he is Zheng Liang.

After all, I owe him, before and now.

^He leaned over and kissed his forehead, his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips, lightly falling on his ear, with a hoarse and gentle voice, smiling "Let's go back to the day when you first came to the palace, finish Belong to our bridal chamber and become a real couple."

He unbuttoned his coat, Wen Junping suddenly frowned as if protesting.

He lovingly rubbed away the frown between his brows.

"Don't be afraid, just leave it to me with peace of mind."

"Alan."

"Alan."

"Ah Liang..."

He didn't know how many times he called it that night, and he couldn't call it enough.