After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

Bei Gongzhi looked at the sword in his hand and his eyes trembled slightly!

This is... Zheng Liang's Xuanluan Sword!

"Acting all the way, even stole his sword, Wen Junping, you are so brave!" He grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled out the sword to cut Wen Junping's palm.

Wen Junping closed his eyes, raised his chin, his eyelashes trembled from the wind, and Bei Gongzhi's raised hand froze.

This scene is so familiar, Zheng Liang also looked like this when the siege was broken, and his heart touched him to deceive himself and tell others that he was Zheng Liang, but the reality ruthlessly exposed the lie he was willing to believe.

This man is just a mercenary actor.

He stayed by his side to kill, and everything he did was to achieve himself after all.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him... He kept telling himself, don't be fooled by him!

—Screw teeth!Slashed with a sword.

Just as the sword was slashing towards Wen Junping, Bei Gongzhi panicked and withdrew the sword!

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and a figure flew over to block Wen Junping.

The sword pierced through his chest, he grinned and parted his lips as if he wanted to say something, a mouthful of blood spurted out, spraying Wen Junping all over the face.

Wen Junping trembled suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he screamed.

"Tianxu!!"

Lin Tianxu smiled, his eyes were the same as before, only a brother's pampering and pain, a line of tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, his lips parted and there was no sound, it was said by the shape of his mouth.

"Run."

Wen Junping looked at the sword piercing his chest, his hands trembling and his body was on the verge of falling.

His body was covered with Tianxu's blood... "No! Tianxu!"

He shouted, and punched Bei Gongzhi with red eyes.

"You killed him, you killed Tianxu, I will fight with you!"

He shouted loudly, lost control and had no punches at all, before he got close, he was blocked by Bei Gongzhi's soldiers and horses, the back of his hand was caught and let go, and he was pressed firmly to the ground, his head pressed into the grass.

Bei Gongzhi didn't expect Lin Tianxu to rush out suddenly, he pulled out his sword, Lin Tianxu fell heavily on the ground, motionless.

Looking at Wen Junping who was pinned to the ground and crying loudly, his heart tightened.

"Save the prince!" Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the rumbling warriors of Mogan City came to kill here with an axe.

"My lord, there are also barbarian soldiers behind us. This is an ambush and we have fallen into the trap."

Bei Gongzhi glanced at the crying man, and turned his horse's head around.

"withdraw."

Bei Gongzhi's soldiers and horses left, and Wen Junping was free. He crawled over and hugged Lin Tianxu, tears falling down uncontrollably.

"Tianxu, Tianxu, don't worry, don't worry!"

Lin Tianxu stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his cheek, but in the end he didn't put it down, his gaze gradually became dizzy, he thought of a lot of time with Zheng Liang, he loved to laugh, and faced everything cheerfully , simple and kind.

When did it start, with him in mind?

Since when did it start again, because he is too good, because he met others, because he talked too much about Bei Gong Zhi and made him jealous.So much so that he made mistakes again and again... He wanted to say sorry, but he couldn't say a word. This must be the retribution for doing too much evil.

"Tianxu...we have arrived at the grassland, look, open your eyes and see, I will buy a pasture now, we will feed the cattle and sheep and we will live a peaceful life together, Tianxu Don't die, don't die... In this world, I only have you as a relative..." Relative...It was only at this moment that he realized that he was also a relative in his eyes. very important person.

It is a relative, a relative who is more important than a lover... He is satisfied in this life, but he owes him too much. Be the one who hurt him the most.

"Jun Ping, we are late." You Run jumped off his horse and came over with an apologetic expression.

Wen Junping looked up at him, with tears all over his face, "You Run, go get the doctor, hurry up!"

Hearing the word You Run, Lin Tianxu in his arms suddenly started to twitch violently. He pushed Wen Junping away tremblingly and crawled over to You Run, grabbing his hem fiercely.

No, I can't die, I have to tell Ah Liang the truth, the truth... He dropped his hand heavily, and under You Run's cold gaze, he closed his eyes unwillingly.

"He is dead."

You Run probed his breath to confirm that he was not breathing and looked at Wen Junping. "Congratulations."

"Heaven...Tianxu!"

Wen Junping felt dizzy, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

When Wen Junping woke up again, he had already returned to the imperial palace in Mogan City, looking at the curtains of the mattress, two lines of hot tears flowed out uncontrollably, falling on his ears and wet the pillow towel.

He was five years old that year, and his father recruited many knights, and brought back a famous hero in the world, and behind that hero was a boy five or six years older than him, with a wheat-colored skin and wearing a strong suit With a sword on his back, not to mention how handsome he is.

At that time, he thought, it would be great if he carried a sword on his back like him and walked around the world with the sword.

After that, he often went to play with him with the small wooden sword made by his father. He laughed at him several times and said he was a child. He was not convinced and rushed over with the wooden sword. Tianxu pulled out the sword and cut him wooden sword.

He burst into tears, but he didn't try to coax him. His father said that he would not buy it if he made it again, and he kept crying and crying without eating dinner.

Until night, Tianxu came in through the window and handed him a note.

"I, Lin Tianxu, don't bully the weak, I will pay you back your sword, but I'm penniless now, so I'll write you an IOU, remember it first."

He stopped crying and took the note, which said, "Lin Tianxu owes Zheng Liang a sword today, and he will definitely return it in the future."

"I want a real sword like yours." He was crying with snot bubbles.

"it is good."

"The kind that is very powerful, stronger than your sword."

"According to your."

"and also."

"Why do you have so many things?"

He blushed. "I am hungry."

"I can't stand children the most, let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen to steal food."

"Steal?"

"Shh, my father doesn't allow me to eat at night, saying that it will affect my practice."

After that, stealing food at night became their secret, and because of this secret, they became friends who talked about everything.

One tall and one short sat on the roof, dangling their calves.

"Tianxu, you are so powerful, what are you going to do in the future, become a hero!" He looked at him with bright eyes, and only one sentence was missing, if you want to be a hero, bring me along.

Tianxu said. "Being a hero has to eat. A copper coin can't beat a hero. You, a young master who has never been cold or hungry, can't understand. I don't want to be a hero. I want to go to the grassland, raise a flock of sheep, and then raise sheep." A horse, I have a pasture that belongs to me, and in my spare time, I graze sheep and lie on the grass for a day, and when I feel like riding a horse, it’s so cool.”

"It sounds amazing, so I'm going too."

He smiled, with the hoarseness of a teenager's voice changing in his laughter.

"I'll take you with me from now on, let's go together."

"Okay, okay, that's it!"

Wen Junping closed his eyes, turned over and hugged the bedding, sobbing.

He would rather he deceived himself to run away and spend his money to spend his days in luxury than to die in front of him like this.

"Jun Ping."

The door of the room was pushed open, You Run walked in and sat by the bed.

"I've already buried him according to the specifications of a warrior in Morgan City, and his spirit in heaven doesn't want you to be so sad for him."

Wen Junping hugged the quilt tightly and said nothing.

"You have to cheer up, Morgan City needs you, and I need you too."

Seeing that he didn't speak, he picked him up by the waist and walked towards the dining table step by step.

"I have someone prepare your favorite food, eat as much as you want."

"You Run." Wen Junping looked at him, his red and swollen eyes glistened with mist.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't be self-righteous and think that I can persuade Bei Gongzhi. I overestimated my position in his heart. In his eyes, I am just a lowly male favorite. If you wave it, you will recruit him." Then go, I shouldn't have disobeyed you, I shouldn't have gone alone, I killed Tianxu, I killed him!"

"this is not your fault."

He gently poured the collapsed Wen Junping into his arms.

"My fault, my fault, my fault..." He cried loudly, tears wet You Run's clothes.

You Run, who hugged Wen Junping, sneered arrogantly like a victor.

Bei Gongzhi withdrew his troops and returned to Siliang City, sitting in the military tent, looking at Xuanluan in his hand.

Why is Xuan Luan in his hands? What is the relationship between him and Lin Tianxu? He held the sword with a frown and walked countless steps back and forth in the military tent.

"Wen Junping, in order to seduce this king, you colluded with Lin Tianxu to forge Zheng Liang's words and deeds, you lied to this king, you betrayed this king, you deserve to die!"

He muttered in his mouth, but there were countless voices in his heart questioning himself to find a suitable reason to convince him that he was Zheng Liang, not Wen Junping, no!

"My lord, I have something to report."

Mu Li was outside the tent, his eyes were complicated, the prince no longer trusted him, and he did not take him there this time, knowing that Lin Tianxu died under the sword of the prince, he couldn't help it, he had to come and explain everything he said.

Because only he knew how much Wen Junping had tried to save him.

If he really wanted to betray, if he really wanted to kill the prince, then why did he go out of his way to save him.

From being the most suspicious of Wen Junping in the past to now firmly believing that he will not betray.

Mu Li was also alienated by the prince, so much so that now he doesn't want to hear a word from him.

Even if he risked his life now, he must meet the prince and tell the truth.

"This matter concerns Wen Junping, please listen to me!"

There was a moment of silence in the military tent, and a cold sentence came out.

"Come in."

Mu Li walked in, knelt down on one knee, and clasped his fists.

Bei Gongzhi sat in front of the table, resting his forehead with his hands, his whole body was in the shadows, holding the blood-stained Xuanluan sword in his hand.

"Say."