The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Chang Aman spent the whole night at his desk, filling up the blank papers and writing what he thought was the best ending for the prince.

In the early morning of the second day, the sky was just dawning, and the palace bells rang loudly, and there were waves of death knells in my ears. The bells were so penetrating that they vibrated into the whisper of the heart.

Chang Aman woke up suddenly, stumbled out of the hut, opened the door, the palace was filled with mourning and crying, he grabbed an eunuch by hand, and asked urgently, "Where is the prince?"

This eunuch has been watching over him. In the past, playing around and bullying this little eunuch was one of Chang Aman's few pleasures, but the little eunuch definitely took a look at him, and then pushed him away, "Who are you?"

Chang Aman was taken aback, thinking that the little eunuch was joking again, and stepped forward, "What are you talking about, I am Chang Aman."

"Come on! Come on! There are traitors here pretending to be protons!" Following the call of the little eunuch, the patrolling attendants approached one by one with their knives in hand.

Chang Aman frowned, turned around and rushed into the house. Things were piled up on the desk in a mess. He frantically searched for the pen. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the few pieces of paper he had written last night, and wrote all night. All the written endings disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

"Catch this thief!"

Chang Aman didn't think too much, he took the pen and put it on the paper, and quickly wrote, 'Go to the prince's side. '

The halo circulated, the wind whistled in his ears, everything came to the prince's bedroom as he wished, and a large group of court ladies and eunuchs knelt on the ground in the palace, wearing hemp and mourning.

The prince closed his eyes and lay peacefully in the coffin.

Chang Aman couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that he would fail to change the ending, and he couldn't believe that the prince who laughed at him yesterday was lying stiff in the cold coffin today.

Chang Aman staggered towards the coffin, sat down beside the prince, and whispered in disbelief, "Qian Jian, stop pretending and wake up quickly."

He persistently shook the prince's body, and the kneeling court ladies and eunuchs looked at each other in blank dismay.

"presumptuous!"

Chang Aman turned around and looked back, the emperor walked in wearing a golden robe, his face was very ugly, the chief eunuch next to him shouted at the top of his voice, "What do you villain want to do to His Highness the Crown Prince! Come down quickly and plead guilty, leave a note Whole body!"

The guards with knives surrounded him vigilantly, but they didn't dare to act rashly for fear that he would hurt the prince's body.

Chang'a put all his thoughts on the prince, holding the pen and writing Qian Jian's name over and over again on the palm of his hand in disbelief, but these words would not stay in his palm for long, and would soon disappear.

Chang'a's mind was still blank until he felt a pain in his knee and was forced to kneel in front of the emperor.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Chang Aman faced the pain between his knees, raised his head and explained: "Your Majesty, I am Chang Aman, you have seen me..."

"Your Majesty, it looks like he's a lunatic." The chief eunuch said solemnly, "Young Master Zhang Amman is clearly here, but you villain still dare to impersonate him?"

Chang Aman was slammed on the spot by these words, unable to move, his eyes passed over the emperor, and when he saw a person who looked eight times like him behind him, his pupils flashed in disbelief.

The 'Chang Aman' said calmly: "Your Majesty, this person should be a villain who came to provoke the relationship between the two countries."

Chang Aman was in a daze, and reacted by yelling, "You fart! I am Chang Aman!"

"It seems that he is really a lunatic, Your Majesty, if this person disturbs the peace of the crown prince, why not behead him for public display?"

Chang Aman was stunned for a moment, and broke free from the restraint like a madman, rushed over and grabbed 'Chang Aman' by the collar, and cursed furiously: "Where the hell did you crawl out from! Do you know who I am? How dare you pretend to be me!"

"Let go!"

Everyone stood in front of that 'Chang Aman', and he was pushed to the ground. It seemed that in the eyes of everyone present, he was a lunatic.

Chang Aman fell to the ground, took a deep breath to calm his expression, patted the dust on his body and stood up from the ground, "Your Majesty, you all don't believe me, but I dare say, I can make Qian Jian come back to life."

Whether it worked or not, he wanted to try again.

Chang Aman bent down to pick up a piece of yellowed paper money from the ground, and solemnly wrote Qian Jian's name on the paper money.

After a long time, the silence remained as before, and even the emperor, who still had a trace of trust, lost all his patience, "Okay, drag this lunatic out and beat him to death with sticks."

Chang Aman didn't want to explain, curled up on the ground and wrote the three words "Qianjian" on the paper money over and over again, even if the guards came to capture him one by one, he would not be moved.

"Cough cough..."

A weak cough sounded from the cold coffin, Chang Aman quickly put away the paper money and ran to the coffin.

Lying in the coffin, Qian Jian slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was Chang Aman, and smiled as if waking up from a dream, "Aman..."

Chang Aman let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the prince came back to life. Fortunately, some people still remembered him as Chang Aman.

"Ahem!" A mouthful of warm blood spewed out from the prince's mouth, staining the coffin with blood stains, and then the prince fell heavily and passed out.

"Come on!"

"Pass the imperial physician!"

Everyone rushed up to check the prince's injuries. Chang Aman was squeezed farther and farther away from the coffin, and staggered a step. His ears were filled with noise and buzzing. Chang Aman was rubbing the paper money in his hand, and his eyes were lost for a while.

The imperial doctor said that the prince's life was saved, but because of his heavy injuries and his weakened body, he was afraid that he would not be able to act violently in the future, so riding a horse with a sword must be prohibited.

To put it simply, the prince has become a weak and sickly disabled person.

They were all sighing, only the prince knew that when he died once, it was Chang Aman who wrote him to death, and it was Chang Aman who wrote him alive, because Chang Aman manipulated him with a pen, and he became a full-fledged man. Ten of the waste.

The prince raised his eyes slightly, looked at Chang Aman without saying a word for a long time, then looked at the "Chang Aman" who was not far away, and finally waved to the fake "Chang Aman" in the distance, as gently as before : "Aman, come here."

Chang Aman was startled, and then stood in front of the prince, questioning: "Qian Jian, you clearly called me Aman just now, you obviously remember everything, why are you pretending you don't know me?"

The prince pointed to another 'Chang Aman', looked him in the eyes and said word by word: "He is the Chang Aman, you are a fake."

Chang Aman grabbed the prince's arms in anger, and asked: "Do you know what you are talking about? Now they have forgotten it. Only you can prove that I am Chang Aman. Why don't you say it!"

The prince endured the pain in his hands, and calmly said: "I don't know you."

Chang Aman used more and more force in his hands, gnashing his teeth with red eyes, "You'd better think clearly about the money, I can make you live, and I can also make you die again."

The prince raised his head, "Yes, you can kill whoever you want."

Chang Aman didn't speak any more, looked at the calm and composed prince, and finally let go of his hand, "Okay, you can be your useless prince, and when you declare to the world that I am Chang Aman, I will give you the previous money. Give it back to you."