After I died, the sickly prince turned black

At this time, it was obviously impossible to turn around and leave, so You Ziqing had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

"Didn't Your Highness leave already?" You Ziqing felt a dull pain when he saw Zhao Zhen's right shoulder and neck, and subconsciously kept a safe distance.

"Do you remember what Gu said?" Zhao Zhen smiled: "Before Gu thinks it over clearly, I dare to step out of the yard and break your leg."

You Ziqing: "..."

"It seems that Gu is too kind to you, offering you food and drink to the wounded, which makes you so confident." Zhao Zhen walked out the door with his hands behind his hands: "Let's go, take you to a place .”

You Ziqing stood still.

Zhao Zhen stopped and turned his head slightly: "Aren't you leaving?"

"It's getting late..."

Of course You Ziqing refused, but before she could finish her refusal, she heard Zhao Zhen's order.

"take away!"

As soon as the words fell, the two swords swiped across You Ziqing's neck, one left and one right.

Seeing the hidden guards of the Prince's Mansion appearing out of nowhere, You Ziqing blushed.

"Can I go now?" Zhao Zhen's tone was calm.

What else can You Ziqing do?

"Let's go, let's go." You Ziqing raised his hand and pushed the sword on his neck: "But the sword has no eyes, can your Highness let them take it away first?"

Zhao Zhen didn't make things difficult for him, he nodded, and the guard withdrew his sword knowingly.

As soon as he went out, he was bumped into by the trembling Jiu'er.

"Three, third young master..."

You Ziqing didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he said: "I have something to do with the prince, and I have to go out. If my father asks about it later, you can tell the truth."

I thought Zhao Zhen was going to take him back to the Prince's Mansion, but it turned out not to be the dungeon in Biezhuang.

The dungeon was built in a dark room, and as soon as one walked in, a strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.Mixed with the pungent musty smell of the dungeon's damp, it's simply disgusting.

On the two walls of the passageway, there are all kinds of grotesque instruments of torture, all of which are stained with dried blood, and the smell of blood is emitted from those instruments of torture.

Zhao Zhen has been paying attention to You Ziqing's reaction from the corner of his eye since he came in. He brought it here to intimidate him, but he didn't want the other party to frown when he entered the door. worth mentioning.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and asked with raised eyebrows.

afraid?

I have seen more powerful than this, so what are these?

You Ziqing shook his head.

Zhao Zhen glanced at him inexplicably, and continued to lead him inside without saying anything.

The further you go in, the more unpleasant the air is. Not only is the ground damp, but even the walls are covered with water.

Although the dungeons are all damp and dark, the walls are covered with water marks, which is too damp.

You Ziqing was puzzled, and it was only when he got there that he found out that it was an underground dungeon.

Three bloody and disheveled men were imprisoned in the water prison. Except for the upper body hung by shackles, the lower part of the abdomen was soaked in bloody and thick sewage.

At this time, he was in a coma with his head hanging down, unable to see his face clearly, but the moment he saw the person, You Ziqing recognized them. Two of these three people were the person in charge of Xishan Hunting Ground, and one was the assassin who assassinated Zhao Zhen. .

Fortunately for the assassin, You Ziqing's pupils almost quaked when he recognized the two heads of the hunting ground.

These two...

Shouldn't Zhao Ji silence him already?

How would it appear here?

Although he led others to do it in the last life, and this time there was a deviation due to the injury from blocking the sword, but with Zhao Ji's prudence, it is impossible to leave such a hidden danger untreated.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Zhao Zhen cut off the Hu before Zhao Ji made a move.

Yes, Zhao Zhen was seriously injured and comatose in the last life, there was no such thing at all, and this life was unscathed, so it is normal for deviations to occur, and Zhao Zhen is not stupid, since he has already noticed the conspiracy, it is impossible to sit still and do nothing.

But the question is, how did he lock onto the two of them so quickly and cut them off from Zhao Ji in such a short time?

Either it was because Zhao Zhen had arrived at the beginning and kept a close eye on Zhao Ji's movements, or it was the sharpness of the initiative.

It's like Fu Zhixing's greed for ink. To be able to do everything in a particularly short period of time can only be arranged in advance.

But if Zhao Zhen already knew about the assassination in the hunting ground, why didn't he avoid it, but still jumped into the trap instead?

You Ziqing just thought that Zhao Zhen was born again just like himself, but because of this doubt, he overturned it.

More than once, he suspected that Zhao Zhen was reborn, but he couldn't get exact confirmation.

You Ziqing secretly suppressed his impetuous emotions, and took a peek at Zhao Zhen who was beside him, trying to see something, but didn't want the other party to look at him too. After this peek, he was immediately caught.

Their eyes met, You Ziqing blinked guiltyly, and just about to look away, Zhao Zhen pulled her into his arms, pinched his chin and raised his head.

"Hiding for what?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows with a smile, but his smile was cold, which made people shudder: "Still, guilty? Look at this lonely water prison, how about it?"

You Ziqing blinked, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and blurted out: "I'm shy."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"His Highness has been peeping at me intently since I came in. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't bear it."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen's ears and neck began to turn red visible to the naked eye, You Ziqing was amused in his heart, but he put on a shy face and jokingly said, "Your Highness is still hugging me like this."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Stared at by those playful and smiling eyes, my heart felt like it was scalded, and blood rushed straight to my forehead.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhen became a red boy.

No matter how excited the heart was, the reaction was as strong as it was. It was almost as if the action was faster than the brain, and You Ziqing was pushed out directly.

You Ziqing was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground.

I don't know why it happened by coincidence, and there was a click, and my left hand was broken.

You Ziqing: "..."

I really want to scold my mother!

Zhao Zhen didn't know that You Ziqing had a broken bone, and his face darkened when he saw him lying on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"If you don't roll up, will you still be waiting for Gu to pull you?"

You Ziqing didn't respond, his face turned pale and sweated profusely with his back to Zhao Zhen in pain.

Zhao Zhen finally found out that something was wrong with You Ziqing, but suppressed the urge to step forward: "What's wrong with you? You won't fall and cry, right? Do big men want to be such a bitch? Oh, I almost forgot, your heart Isn't Yue man a bitch?"

The poisonous tongue on the mouth is not forgiving, but the eyes indicate the secret guard to help people.

The dark guard knew it, and as soon as he helped You Ziqing up, his expression changed: "Your Highness, Third Young Master You seems to be injured!"

"But I got hurt when I pushed it. Could it be that it was made by a clay figurine?" Zhao Zhen didn't take it seriously at the first sentence, but immediately slapped him in the face with the next sentence: "What's wrong with it?"

"The left hand seems to be broken." The dark guard checked and said.

You Ziqing gritted his teeth: "Master Zhao Zhen!"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"You're a bitch, you bitch!" You Ziqing was in so much pain that he lost all reason, and now he didn't care about whether the prince was not a prince, so he got up and bumped into Zhao Zhen: "I'll You worked hard!"

Rather than slowly cutting flesh with a knife, it is better to have a good time, die early and be reborn early!