The perfect game for personalities

Jiang Fei was imprisoned in the prison.

After the emperor learned that he had stabbed him with a knife privately because of Li Lingjing's favor, he was furious and wanted to execute him immediately, but Li Lingjing issued a death order before he fell into a coma, saying that he would personally deal with Jiang Fei. No one is allowed to touch a hair on him.

Because of this, the emperor could only hold back his anger and ordered people to throw Jiang Fei into the dungeon.

The limbs were tied to the wall, the water flooded to the chest, and the cold air went straight to the bones.

Jiang Fei had undergone long training before becoming Li Lingqin's secret guard, and his body was tougher than ordinary people, but after staying in the water prison for more than half a month, he couldn't stand it anymore, as if even his heart had become cold.

Jiang he didn't know that the dagger was smeared with poison, nor did he know what the consequences of the poison were, and whether there was any antidote.

The guards only asked him where the antidote was when they first threw him into the dungeon, but he really didn't know, and no one showed up after that.

half a month.

Li Lingjing didn't show up in the past half month, which means that he hasn't woken up yet, and he still doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

After another three days, the sound of footsteps finally came from the prison.

Jiang Fei lowered his head, his whole body was cold, he didn't pay attention to catch other movements, he could only vaguely hear the sound of cracks in the world of ice and snow, and a sullen and weak stern sound came in.

When he came back to his senses, he had already fished out of the water prison, but he was still in the sky prison, changed to an ordinary cell, but wrapped in the brocade quilt from the Lingxiao Palace.

The temperature lost by the body is returning, and the palm is held, which is extraordinarily warm.

He opened his eyes and saw Li Lingjing standing beside his bed in the dark and smelly prison cell. Seeing that he woke up, he slowly withdrew his hand.

After not seeing each other for many days, Li Lingjing walked away from the gate of hell again, and she became much thinner, and the outline of her sunken cheeks became sharper, as if she would be cut by this unconcealable hostility just by looking at it.

He stared at Jiang Fei with gloomy eyes, even more terrifying than the hypocritical second prince Jiang Fei saw at first.

But Jiang Fei was sure for no reason that he would not kill himself, or even hurt him.

Jiang Fei curled up his empty palm, sat up by himself, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Your Highness."

I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and I was invaded by the cold again, and even my throat hurt like snowflakes.

The quilt slipped down, and the dirty clothes that had been changed were dry and tidy, but the exposed wrists were traces left by hanging for too long, and the bone was deeply visible in the sunken circle.

Li Lingjing looked away as if being burned.

He stared at Jiang Fei's cold white face like a ghost, and the dull pain that was bleeding from his heart began to be unbearable again.

It was as if the apex of the heart had been ruthlessly gouged out, and the incomplete part was bloody and bloody. Just hearing Jiang Fei's voice, he would suffer another lingering pain.

The newly rescued body was still a little weak, and it was not suitable for standing up. It was the resentment and fury in his chest that supported Li Lingjing to maintain a condescending posture in front of Jiang Fei.

He sucked in the pain silently, and when the pain in his heart subsided, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Fei's throat.

This movement was not fast, if Jiang Fei wanted to hide, he would be able to dodge, but he just sat quietly, allowing Li Lingjing to pinch his lifeline.

That thin white neck was like a narrow piece of light moonlight swallowed up in the darkness, Li Lingjing's eyes were red, staring at his flushed cheeks from suffocation, and said in hatred.

"I already knew that you were Li Lingqin's person, but I was still delusional... delusional fantasies could warm your heart!"

Since becoming an adult, Li Lingjing has rarely had such emotional moments.

He has learned to be quiet, he has learned to hide his true self, and he has learned how to perfectly camouflage in the eyes of the enemy, but now he still can't restrain himself.

Jiang Fei lived in his hinterland, so the dagger that Jiang Fei stabbed at him was a serious injury.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't look calm anymore.

The bent five fingers are like sharp claws, which can break Jiang Fei's neck in a short moment, or use various cruel punishments to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But he put some strength on his palm deliberately, leaving Jiang Fei room to breathe.

Li Lingjing was still expecting, looking forward to Jiang Fei's excuse or begging for mercy. As long as he showed a trace of regret or guilt for his assassination, he would indulge his soft heart and spare Jiang Fei.

But Jiang Fei didn't speak, just coughed.

The corners of his eyes were red from coughing, as if he was crying, and the calm eyes that he looked over extinguished the instant warmth in Li Lingjing's heart.

With a chill in his heart, Li Lingjing slowly let go of his hand, laughed back in anger, and whispered to himself.

"I know that you are loyal to the old master and will kill me, but you are so stupid that you insist on doing it at the banquet."

"So many - so many people have seen it, how can you let me protect you?"

Li Lingjing did not deny that until now, he still wanted to save Jiang Fei.

Even if you drive him out of Beijing and never see him again, you can't just watch him be beheaded.

Just thinking about the person who waited for him in the Lingxiao Palace at night and accompanying him until dawn would become a silent corpse, and thinking that there is no such person as Jiang Fei in the world anymore, Li Lingjing felt that his half life was lost. gone too.

He wanted Jiang Fei to live and live in peace.

Jiang Fei didn't expect that he was still thinking about himself until now, so he couldn't help clenching his fists, enduring the emotion in his heart for a moment.

He pursed his lips, without any expression on his face, looking at Li Lingjing as if looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

"Assassinating the crown prince is a capital offense, please grant me death, Your Highness."

Li Lingqin ordered him to kill Li Lingjing, so he could only kill Li Lingjing, and being manipulated by the puppet Gu at the banquet only advanced this plan.

He will not defend himself in front of Li Lingjing, because he has nothing to explain.

Even without the puppet Gu, he would have killed Li Lingjing, which was bound to break his heart.

Hearing his plain request, Li Lingjing didn't speak for a while.

He backed away slowly, as if he wanted to take a new look at Jiang Fei, and remember the appearance of this person who hurt him the most and the most special, as if he was cutting off the carrion in his heart inch by inch.

After taking a few steps back to the prison door, he shook his head in self-deprecating manner, and murmured sadly to himself without any emotion.

"To this day, I don't even know your name."

But without asking Jiang Fei's name, he turned around and left the cell without looking back.

The dim prison light blurred the tall and indifferent back, Jiang Fei tightly wrapped the thick and warm brocade quilt around her body without saying a word, and lowered her head.

When they met this time, Jiang Fei thought that Li Lingjing had completely disappointed him and would behead him soon.

But Li Lingjing was merciful and did not kill him, but exiled him to a barren land in the south, where he had to walk for several months on rugged mountain roads from the capital.

Jiang Fei and several other prisoners were shackled and guarded by the jailer responsible for escorting the prisoners.

The shackles were heavy, and the pain on the shoulders was unbearable, and the hands were also stiff from the long-term restraint.

They were wearing shabby prison uniforms, and the cloth shoes on their feet were quickly worn out. Stepping on the gravel in the suburbs seemed to be tortured.

Jiang Fei resisted not saying a word, the other prisoners couldn't take it anymore and begged the jailer to rest for a while, the jailer sitting on the horse waved a long whip, urging them viciously not to be lazy.

After leaving the jurisdiction of the capital, they walked for another two or three days, and when it started to rain, they hurriedly hid in a ruined temple to rest.

Several jailers sat around the fire and chatted happily. From time to time, they cursed and asked the prisoners to clean up the ruined temple and bring them straw to keep them warm. Jiang Fei was also ordered to find something to light the fire.

The ruined temple was very small and dark, but he could see at night, so he found some wood behind the statue, and kicked it to a centralized place.

The previous water prison seems to have hurt his body, his internal strength is not strong, and now he is so tired that he can't even break free from the shackles, and can't escape, and it's cold, and he feels very uncomfortable everywhere on his body, and the cold wind blows all over his body cold.

Some rainwater splashed in from the rickety window, Jiang Fei walked over and tried to close it.

It was pitch black outside the window, only the falling rainwater turned into falling silver lines. Occasionally, thunder flashed across the sky in the distance, reflecting the entire night sky as bright as day.

In this snow-white light, there is a slight shadow suddenly.

Jiang Fei frowned, thinking that she had misread.

He wanted to get closer, and vigilantly checked out the window for any abnormalities, but the jailer saw that he had been hiding behind the Buddha statue and couldn't come out, so he came to look for someone suspiciously, and drove him back fiercely with a whip.

The long whip hit his arm, Jiang Fei withdrew his gaze from the window, turned back silently.

It was late at night, and the jailers and prisoners slept together alive in the ruined temple.

Jiang Fei was exhausted after walking all day, but it was too cold at night, his teeth were chattering, even if he curled up desperately, he couldn't feel any warmth, and the shackles were still on his shoulders, and his hands were tied, which was really tormenting.

The jailer who guarded the prisoners at night yawned, his eyes drooping.

The rain was too heavy tonight, and it looked like it would last the whole night, and the area around the ruined temple was empty, and the prisoners couldn't get out at all, so the guards gradually let down their vigilance.

The sound of burning firewood and the occasional snorting of horses were covered by the sound of overturning rain outside. Jiang Fei found a place to sit and rest, closed his eyes, and listened to the mixed breathing of people around him.

He seemed to hear a strange rustling sound, but it was so weak that he couldn't hear it clearly, so he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until something cold and slippery was wrapped around his ankle that he suddenly realized that he had heard correctly.

It was the sound of a snake crawling across the ground.

He got up suddenly to wake up the jailer and the prisoners. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sleeping prisoners around him had been strangled by snakes that came out of nowhere, and their fearful cries were trapped in the cold body of the snake. .

Jiang Fei glanced at their wide eyes stiffly, then looked at the jailer, and the other party did the same.

At some point in time, the ruined temple was covered with snakes, silently strangling several lives to death.

Jiang Fei got up abruptly, kicked away the bound feet, and ran out immediately.

He stepped on several snakes, and the soft touch made his scalp tingle. He held his breath and did not dare to let out any panic screams, only hoping that the snakes would not find him.

It was a good thing that the snakes didn't chase in his direction, but Jiang Fei understood why immediately.

As soon as he ran out of the ruined temple, he bumped into a tall figure who suddenly stood in front of him.

The other party seemed to have been waiting outside for him to throw himself into a trap, blocking his way like an iron wall, and he didn't move when he was hit, but Jiang Fei fell back after being hit.

The shackles were so heavy that even his hands were tied. When he couldn't stand firmly for a while, he would fall to the ground.

The waist tightened, it turned out that the other party grabbed his waist with quick eyes and hands, frowned at his shackles, and held it, but broke it abruptly with brute force.

The broken shackles were thrown on the ground, the thunder was rolling, the night sky suddenly brightened, and Jiang Fei could see the other party's face clearly.

Ajeji.

Azheji, who should have returned to the foreign race a long time ago, still stayed near the capital for some reason, and he didn't know how to find him, but the moment they looked at each other, Jiang Fei knew his purpose.

At that time, Azheji said that he would take Jiang Fei back as a gift to his younger brother.

Later Li Lingjing found Jiang Fei in his house, and Azheji returned empty-handed.

Jiang Fei thought he was just joking, only then did he realize that he was serious, and even at the risk of disobedience, he did not hesitate to stay for many days and successfully caught himself.

The hands that had just regained their freedom were still a little dull, and before he had time to run into the rain, Azhe picked him up neatly.

Satisfied, Azheji held the lost and recovered gift, whistled triumphantly towards the snakes in the ruined temple, and said loudly.

"Go home!"

In the middle of the night, a new group of people ushered in the dead silent ruined temple.

The dark guards in night clothes looked at the corpses all over the ground, and after careful inspection, their faces were extremely ugly.

The master asked them to take Jiang Fei back, but now, Jiang Fei is missing.

The author has something to say: I promise, Xiaofeifei will only eat happiness and not suffer in the future!