After I died, the sickly prince turned black

"Since Your Highness took me to the Biezhuang dungeon, I have been testing, or earlier."

You Ziqing slowly brought up a smile, his eyes twinkled: "What exactly does Your Highness want to test?"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"I think it's tiring to try and test like this. You might as well open the skylight and speak up." You Ziqing paused every word: "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Zhao Zhen squinted his eyes, still looking at You Ziqing without making a sound.

You Ziqing took a deep breath: "Your Highness... when did you come back?"

After asking this question, it is confirmed that Zhao Zhen was reborn.

"The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month." Zhao Zhen paused, and gave You Ziqing a meaningful look: "It's the third birthday, and you said that throwing pots is boring, so you proposed to go to the racecourse to compete in riding and archery. The horse was frightened and fell off the horse alone." .”

You Ziqing: "..."

"You rescued Gu at the critical moment. You didn't directly let Gu fall to death or become disabled, but you also suffered a lot."

Looking back on that day, Zhao Zhen smiled for some reason, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Just because the third brother molested you a few words at that time, you set up an orphan and blamed the third one, killing two birds with one stone."

"Cough!" You Ziqing became more and more guilty as he listened: "The hunting ground..."

"Follow the plan." Zhao Zhen said concisely, and glanced at You Ziqing after a pause: "I originally wanted to turn against the general and take the opportunity to get rid of the sixth child, but I didn't want to have an accident like you."

You Ziqing nodded against Zhao Zhen's intimidating gaze: "That's when I came back."

"When it was on the tree?" Zhao Zhen understood.

"En." You Ziqing nodded.

After that, there was silence.

It wasn't until the carriage was not far from the Imperial Academy that Zhao Zhen asked in a deep voice, "Then why did you come back?"

You Ziqing turned his face away, subconsciously clenched his hands on his knees, but quickly let go, and said in a calm tone, "Dead, the family is ruined, and there is no whole body in death."

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Zhen looked at You Ziqing's delicate and calm profile, but asked something irrelevant.

"It doesn't hurt." The corners of You Ziqing's mouth raised a slight arc: "It's very pleasant."

"Lonely pain." Zhao Zhen looked away: "The poisonous wine enters the throat, like a knife piercing the internal organs, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"I know His Highness hates me to the bone." You Ziqing smiled: "So, I owe you my life, if you want, you can take it, but before that, I have to save my life to collect the debt, please pay me back." Please allow some time, Your Highness."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen frowned deeply.

"Also, it's not as bad as the family. If His Highness is really resentful, then you might as well give me a chance to redeem my relatives."

You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhen: "At that time, I, You Ziqing, will do whatever His Royal Highness will do."

"How to deal with it casually?" Zhao Zhen pulled You Ziqing into his arms, and started to untie his belt: "How about this?"

You Ziqing: "!!"

Pressing Zhao Zhen's hand, You Ziqing stammered anxiously: "Your Highness, Your Highness, no, isn't it not a manly thing?"

"You are not afraid of death, even if I take your life, I can't let go of my resentment. These days, Gu has been thinking about how to make your life worse than death..."

Zhao Zhen was not obsessed with untying his belt, and raised his hand to caress You Ziqing's face: "After much deliberation, the only way to humiliate you is to surround you like a male pet..."

"Your Highness is wrong." You Ziqing was not frightened, but instead smiled, and met Zhao Zhen's suspicious eyes, and said slowly: "Your Highness is handsome and has a good figure. I am greedy for men, and I can prostitute someone like Your Highness for nothing , it’s too late to be happy, why is life better than death, drunk life and dream death are almost the same.”

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Zhao Zhen glared at You Ziqing fiercely, his face turned black, white and red, changing back and forth, and he didn't know if he was angry or ashamed or disgusted.

You Ziqing was very satisfied with Zhao Zhen's reaction, and even put his arm around his neck deliberately, and teased him: "If your highness really wants to have sex with Ziqing, let's not go to the Imperial Academy, so we will go back home, how about it?" ah?"

how is it?

Zhao Zhen wished he could strangle this frivolous romantic in his arms to death!

"Shut up!" If Zhao Zhen hadn't been concerned about You Ziqing's hand, he would have pushed him away: "Go away! Sit down!"

You Ziqing suppressed a smile: "Where do you want to roll and sit? Is it in His Highness's arms?"

"You--Zi--Qing!" Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes suddenly, and threatened with a sneer: "You are not afraid of death, so you don't care about the House of Zhongyi Hou?"

You Ziqing was wronged: "It was His Highness who said he wanted to sleep with me..."

"Get out!" Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth: "Don't force Gu to throw you out of this carriage!"

You Ziqing was overjoyed, and Ma Liu rolled to the side, keeping away from Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen stared at someone who was huddled in a corner, who had succeeded in eating snacks, and was so angry with this nemesis who had been entangled for two lifetimes that his chest hurt.Even if this guy died once, he is still so shameless!

"Your Highness, do you still have some snacks?" You Ziqing picked up a piece of peach blossom cake: "I'll feed you again!"

Zhao Zhen... Close your eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

You Ziqing held back his laughter almost to the point of failure, and after being held back for so many days, it can be regarded as a bad breath.

The carriage quickly stopped at the gate of the Imperial Academy, Zhao Zhen unloaded You Ziqing, turned around and let the coachman leave, rather fleeing.

You Ziqing was so happy that she was in a great mood for the next day.

"Master Xiaoyou has been laughing all day, but is there a happy event?"

The colleague who asked this question was really curious. The story of the sixth prince and the daughter of the Song family had spread widely, but instead of being sad, You Ziqing laughed like a flower. Is this stimulated or stimulated?

Before You Ziqing could answer, another person said: "When I arrived early today, I saw the carriage of the Prince's Mansion."

The man didn't say anything, but everyone present smelled something and looked at You Ziqing with sparkling eyes.

You Ziqing: "..."

"Lord Xiaoyou's arm was injured by Chun Lie?" Suddenly, a person asked.

"Cough!" You Ziqing lowered the corners of his mouth, "No, I just fell yesterday."

Seeing that the time was almost up, You Ziqing had no interest in staying here for people to talk about, so he packed up and left.

But when I went out, I didn't see the carriage of the Prince's Mansion, but I saw Jiu'er standing at the bottom of the steps and looking around.

"Jiu'er!" You Ziqing laughed when he saw the little guy, and quickly walked down the steps: "Why are you here?"

"It was Hou Ye who heard that you were injured and was worried, so he specially asked Jiu'er to serve the third young master."

Jiu'er looked at You Ziqing's splinted and bandaged arm with distressed expression: "It's a good time to come out, why did you get hurt again?"

"Hey, don't mention it, let the donkey's hoof kick it." You Ziqing shook his head, pulled Jiu'er and was about to leave, when there was a sudden snort from behind.

You Ziqing paused and turned his head slowly, suddenly it was Zhao Zhen standing behind with a dark face like a ghost.

You Ziqing: "..."