Soft-boned beauty, isn't he fragrant?

All the way without a word, Chu Gui couldn't see the face of the man who was walking in front of him, but the other big hand was pinching his wrist, as tight as shackles, but as hot as a red-hot iron.

When we got to the car, apart from a cold "return to the house", the air was still dead silent.

The sound of horseshoes and wheels mingled, but after a while, they all stopped again.

After a while, the coachman came to the window and reported that there was a long queue of vehicles ahead, because those who left the palace today had to be searched carefully, especially those with injuries, no matter where they came from or why, they had all been arrested .

Xiao Qi replied "Got it", and glanced at Chu Gui again, with almost no hesitation, he stretched out his hands and untied his outer robe.

Chu Gui didn't struggle at all, with his head half down, in the bright candlelight inside the car, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a flickering light and shadow.

The guard's clothes were revealed, and the blood hole on his waist could not be covered. Xiao Qi only shrank his pupils slightly, and continued to pick up his clothes with a blank expression.

Chu Gui raised his head and stared at the person. He was stunned for a while, and suddenly he wanted to understand something. There was a slight heat in the corner of his eyes, and he began to actively cooperate.

……

There were too many carriages queuing up to leave the palace, even if someone gave way from time to time, it took almost two sticks of incense before it was Wang An's turn.

The commander of the guards standing here who was ordered to arrest the assassin was called Zhang Quan. He waited patiently for a while under the wall of the car embroidered with the word "An", but he didn't see anyone getting out of the car to pass the inspection. He had no choice but to raise his volume and respectfully He said: "His Royal Highness, please open the car door."

The car door didn't move at all, but the feeling of left and right bumps became more and more violent.

Zhang Quan was a little anxious, looked at the more and more vehicles accumulated behind him, thought about the thunderous anger of the supervisor just now, thought for a while, and finally had the courage to go forward and pull the door.

"squeak"

The door opens as soon as it is pulled, but the scene inside is really hard to describe.

Robes, obscene clothes, accessories and boots were thrown all over the place. The disheveled Wang An was leaning on the back cushion half-recumbent and half-lying. A snow-white body was pinched by his waist, and he was riding sideways on his waist. In the meantime, depending on the situation, it was the time when the battle was fierce.

The two people in the car were obviously startled by the sound of the door opening. Qiqi turned their heads to see that Zhang Quan had just seen the face of the man above him clearly and recognized that it was Wang An's favorite concubine. He was immediately hit on the head by an object. Then a furious voice sounded: "Get out! Don't want your eyes anymore?!"

Zhang Quan took a half step back in a hurry, and quickly stretched out his hand to help close the door. He looked down at the ground, and what hit him was a red brocade sachet with double fish pattern, which was probably worn by someone close to his body.

The charming scene I saw just now immediately swayed back and forth in my mind, I was surprised, contemptuous and envious, and I couldn't taste what it was like for a while.

The two people who were searching on the roof and bottom of the car came together at this time, and shook their heads to indicate that there was nothing wrong. He recalled the look in front of his head again, and the space inside the car was clear at a glance, and there was no third person. The snow-white body seemed to be intact. As for King An, it was even more impossible to be an assassin, so he waved his hand and let him go.

The car had gone a long way, but Zhang Quan still felt that there was a white area in front of his eyes. After the two carriages were released again, the "fuck" that he held in his chest just now yelled happily, and he couldn't help but turned towards the mansion of Prince An's mansion. Xiang Xiang glanced over, wondering if this short journey would be enough for that lecherous prince to play with the car to his heart's content.

Contrary to the picture he imagined, as soon as Wang Nian left the palace gate, the atmosphere inside the car once again condensed into ice.

Chu Gui consciously pulled off his clothes and began to dress, Xiao Qi sat up straight without saying a word, and reached out to touch the teapot on the table.

They left the palace in a hurry, and the hot tea in the car was not ready yet, so he took a deep breath of ice-cold tea, and with a "bang", the teapot was thrown on the table and bounced back, falling to the carpet. A big splash was made.

Chu Gui's movements stopped for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal.

Wang Nian finally stopped at the main entrance of King An's dormitory, Xiao Qi went down first as if the cold wind was passing through, and Chu Gui followed slowly, feeling a little unsure of where to go, when suddenly someone pinched his wrist again and dragged him all the way to the study.

As soon as the door of the secret room was opened and closed, the big hot hand slammed violently, and the questioning fell like freezing raindrops: "What a ghost! What a wild ghost!! Is this your real purpose? ? How refreshing is it for me to step on this springboard?!! How many things do you still keep from me??"

Chu Gui didn't know how to explain, in fact, what could be distinguished?The facts are so clear that they cannot be debated.

Xiao Qi circled around like a trapped animal for a few times, his feverish brain finally came to his senses, and asked: "My emperor...he..." He couldn't continue, but the meaning was very clear.

Chu Gui replied: "I'm not sure, Cui Chenglin has already rushed back before seeing the result, if I stay a little longer, I don't think I need to bother you, my lord, to save you."

This tone made Xiao Qi extremely angry and hated to the extreme. He pinched Chu Gui's shoulders with both hands, and his voice was already gnashing his teeth: "...My lord? Can't you even call me by name? What am I in your heart? Something? Did you ever have a little bit of sincerity towards me?... Tell me!!"

Under the dim candlelight, the person in front of him tightly pursed his thin lips, and the expression on his pale face was gone. He seemed to be a puppet without soul, standing here unconsciously with only his physical body, letting him live and die. snatch.

With a sudden push with both hands, he turned around and opened the door of the secret room, ordering in his mouth: "Wu Ming, take him to the dark prison!"

After finishing speaking, without looking back, he left the study like the wind, not knowing where he was going.

Wuming appeared with a dazed expression, wondering what kind of tricks these two people used after returning from the palace, how could they be inseparable like glue in the afternoon, and they were going to the dark prison at night?

Besides, if he really wants to be taken to the dark prison, won't this person escape?If he really escaped, how could he fight and catch him?

"... Young Master Chu?" He asked in disbelief.

The person in front of me didn't know if he heard it, and stood there motionless for a while, and seemed to finally come back to his senses, with a very broken smile on his face, and softly replied: "Listen to him, let's go, go and see you What does the prison chief look like?"

The so-called dark prison is just below the secret room. Wuming opened a stone door on the wall, and the deep staircase winds down in the darkness, and it is impossible to see where the end is.

Chu Gui became the most cooperative prisoner in history, obediently followed behind the escort, and walked down a distance of about 30 meters, before he saw several cells surrounded by iron bars and stone walls.

I don't know what the original intention of this place was, and maybe he was the first prisoner. It is said to be a prison cell, but it is actually a simple stone room with beds, tables and chairs. Apart from being extremely simple, there is nothing dirty or dirty about it. smell.

He didn't pick and choose, just walked into a room and sat down, then closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

The sound of footsteps and the sound of closing the lock came one after another. After the surroundings were completely quiet, Chu Gui opened his eyes again. He couldn't see anything. It was really dark enough.

Before he could fully adapt to the darkness, Wuming returned in a hurry. This time, he brought clean water, wound medicine, and a change of clothes. He didn't have the heart to extinguish the candle, and put it on the table. No one was there.

Chu Gui held the medicine bottle in his hand, knowing who ordered it to be delivered, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow, and he knew that he was going to kill his close relatives, so this person was saved first For myself, I don’t want to be fierce on the surface, but what about the reality?But he was still thinking about his injury.

How can this tough-mouthed and soft-hearted posture look like a ruthless family member?

Moving the candlestick closer, he untied his clothes and began to examine himself. It was a palm-wide long and thin wound with extremely smooth edges and a deep incision. He was sure that no weapon had come close to him. It could only be the wind blowing. What's more, it can only be Cui Chenglin who has not met face to face.

He couldn't help but feel another heavy drop in his heart, before the person arrives, his vigor is already so strong, can his so-called three-pronged approach really work?

The needles are scattered. This time, the machine has installed twelve pieces. The position of the heart taken by the soft thorns, even if it is a little bit off in the end, Wu Jinsi added force when he let go, and it is conceivable that the whole one will appear as a sickle. With a large cross-section, Qiushui is the last guarantee. That throw has exhausted all his internal strength, plus the weight of the sword itself, it should be the first to stab the target's neck first.

After thinking about it, I felt that there was nothing missing, but when I turned my head and looked at the wound on my waist, I couldn't say that I was completely sure, so I could only force myself to suppress my doubts, focus on the immediate moment, and start to deal with the wound.

He couldn't live up to Xiao Qi's wishes, the ointment still had to be applied.

Above his head, Xiao Qi blasted the third sandbag tonight in the Martial Arts Hall. Black iron sand flowed out along the hole, raising a cloud of dust.

The anger finally dissipated, and he looked back at Wuming who had come back to his life, and asked in a deep voice, "Any news?"

Wuming: "Yes, Your Majesty... the body is fine, but it is said that the morning court was suspended for five days due to excessive shock."

Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but regretted that he left too hastily at that time. Now it seems that his elder brother was assassinated and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he left the palace immediately and was still on the royal chariot. From an ethical point of view, they all seem too perverse and a bit deliberate.According to his cautious and timid character in the past, it should be more reasonable to shrink back and hide in the queen mother's team.

But how could I have thought of so much at that time?

When Man Yuan called for the assassination of the emperor, he had a very ominous premonition, because Chu Gui was not by his side, and he went to a toilet room for more than two cups of tea, and then contacted him about his abnormal state these days, what else could he not understand?

After a little guessing, there is an answer. His enemies of extermination are not only Jianghuai Ren and Wan Fengbao, I am afraid that the emperor brother should be the source.

And this is also his ultimate goal of getting close to himself.

"boom"

With another punch, the already broken sandbag was completely broken into two pieces, and the black sand inside fell into a pile on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi moved some steps away, and finally felt the burning pain coming from his knuckles. He lifted it up a little, and then put it down indifferently.

No matter how painful the hand was, it was not as painful as the pain in the heart. The pain was so painful that I couldn't speak, but I couldn't find the wound, and I couldn't even try to save myself or apply medicine to heal the wound.

Can anyone tell him what he is going to do with that man?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-1111:06:13~2021-09-1122:48:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep water torpedo: 1 Mufu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mufu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!