Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

The guard at the gate changed at night, and Qi Yanxing had already taken care of it. When he saw that he was wearing a man wrapped in a pure white cloak, he didn't ask. Let's go, Mr. Xing will bring people to interrogate, and now they are all inside."

Qi Yanxing hesitated for a moment, then looked back at Ming Wanzhao, saw him nodding his head slightly, and said: "Then wait."

The jailer responded, took the two of them into the resting place and waited.

After waiting for more than an hour, after a while, Xing Ye led the people away in a hurry, and the jailer quietly led Qi Yanxing and the man who couldn't see clearly into the cell, and after opening the door, he knew what was going on. out to guard.

Anxi was lying on the ground covered in blood, the prison uniform could not see the original color, and his white hair was clotted with blood. He heard the sound of the prison door being opened, and looked up with difficulty, and saw a moon The young emperor who was standing in front of him suddenly froze.

Ming Wanzhao walked very slowly, entered the cell step by step, squatted in front of An Xi, and said softly: "Uncle Huang died at your hands, and Father Emperor also died at your hands. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes, so ...Old Chitose, don't blame me."

The violent look in his eyes is completely different from the madness and the soft tone. It is crazy and cold, like the bloody veins growing on the pure white flowers and leaves, which makes people's hearts tremble.

After being tortured, Anxi's limbs were paralyzed in a strange arc, and she couldn't even turn over. She maintained the posture of being thrown back into the cell, but tried to shrink back in fear when facing Ming Wanzhao.

His eyes were full of fear.

As early as the day when Lu's gave up, An Xi knew that he would not end well, but he never expected that day to come so soon. After being tortured all day, he didn't want to die, but was even more afraid of death .

Who wouldn't want to live if they could live?Anxi became cowardly, and didn't even dare to say a word to Ming Wanzhao: kill him if you want.

Ming Wanzhao saw his shrinking and fear, and smiled more happily, "Eunuch An, there is not much room on your body for me to attack, but these two moves are good."

An Xi said sharply, "Ming Wanzhao!"

Ming Wanzhao chuckled, and took out a sleeve arrow from his sleeve. The arrow was sharp and glowing with a cold black color. The sharp point of the arrow was wrapped in cold wind and pierced Anxi's wide-open eyes fiercely, screaming in an instant. Shot together with the blood.

Ming Wanzhao pulled out the sleeve arrow, and the splashed blood fell on the pure white cloak. Without realizing it, he aimed at An Xi's other eye and said softly, "Don't worry, this arrow has quenched the poison." Poison, it won't hurt for long."

Anxi panicked in a hoarse voice: "No... no no!"

The blood dripping from the corners of his eyes was already purple-black, the poison on this arrow was exactly the poison in the poisonous wine he had given to Ming Rongzhou, and in the cycle of cause and effect, it finally got retribution on himself.

When Lu Yunchuan rushed to Qihua Hall, there was only Bai Tan guarding the door of the hall.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Lu Yunchuan said in a deep voice.

Bai Tan knelt down to salute, and replied: "Master Bing, His Majesty left a message, we will talk about everything when he comes back."

Lu Yunchuan didn't know whether to be angry or laugh when he heard this, so he nodded and stood in the courtyard, "OK, then I'll wait here."

This time, wait until the middle of the night.

Ming Wanzhao's hooded cloak was stained with blood, he took it off after passing through the palace gate and asked Qi Yanxing to throw it away. His white clothes were not stained with dust, and he wore a short knife inlaid with coral beads on his waist. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the man standing in the courtyard. The tall figure, the moonlight fell on his brows, and his condensed gaze became even more indifferent.

Ming Wanzhao stopped suddenly, smiled at him and said, "Why are you waiting here? Go in and sit down."

Lu Yunchuan really laughed out of anger this time.

The little emperor came back under the moonlight, his body was clean, and he still wore the short knife he gave him around his waist, and he was familiar with him as if he was an old friend, but he didn't see him.

"Take the knife I gave you." Lu Yunchuan put his fingertips on his waist, and asked in a lazy voice, "What did you do?"

Ming Wanzhao smiled very faintly, walked forward dignifiedly, and the moment he passed by him, he laughed softly, "Aren't knives just for killing people? What else can they do?"

Lu Yunchuan's brown eyes were filled with dark gloom for an instant, he turned around and grabbed the man's slender and fair wrist, his hands were slightly cool, as if holding a piece of jade.

"That knife is precious, it's not for His Majesty to kill someone."

Lu Yunchuan said clearly that he felt like a beast whose territory had been offended.

He thought he was close to Ming Wanzhao, walked to him, thought he was accepted by this innocent and innocent little emperor, but in the end, he was nothing more than a knife used to kill people.

Ming Wanzhao let him hold it, and was silent for a while, then turned his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and said softly: "Brother Lu, why are you so angry?"

Lu Yunchuan was called out by Brother Lu, and his throat suddenly became thirsty, for no reason at all.

However, the little emperor just laughed, and spoke softly and slowly, in his usual gentle tone, "Are you angry with Ah Zhao?"

Lu Yunchuan sneered: "I dare not."

Ming Wanzhao narrowed his eyes to look at his clenched wrist, and said with a smile, "It's like this in the palace, every brick and every tile hides murderous intentions, brother Lu, the emperor took the drug to kill the child and threatened Lu, and Ming just wanted to kill her." I am the only prince left, and I must win the game he laid down with his life."

He looked at Lu Yunchuan with picturesque eyes and no hostility, "I have no retreat, but you have."

Lu Yunchuan only felt that he was talking about his fate in an extremely calm tone, and he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or accepted his fate.

Ming Wanzhao exerted a little force and pulled his wrist back. He rolled up his sleeves in a very dignified manner, and said in a soft voice: "If the knife is in my hand, it will naturally be mine. If the knife is in someone else's hand, I will There is nothing you can do if you want to use it.”

"You are right." Lu Yunchuan let go of his hand, and sniffed the faint fragrance of Buddha on the little emperor's body. If he didn't know that he came from prison, he might have thought that this person was going to pay respects to the Buddha. went in."

"Absurd, the ability to save one's life." Ming Wanzhao looked at him with a smile on his face, "It's just a matter of necessity, and you came to Beijing to ask for something. he."

"Brother Lu, why are you so angry, what you and I want are the same."

Lu Yunchuan squinted his eyes. Tonight, he saw Ming Wanzhao who was completely different from the past. He still had that charming appearance. After losing his innocence, even if he killed someone, he was still a young man as clean as glass.He said slowly: "How does Your Majesty know what I want?"

Ming Wanzhao suddenly stopped talking.

He needed an ally, and he offered an olive branch to Lu Yunchuan, but Lu Yunchuan obviously felt that it was not enough.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and in this silent confrontation, Ming Wan Zhaoxu clenched his knuckles, empty-handed.

Ming Wanzhao was silent for a while, he probably knew what Lu Yunchuan wanted, after a long time, he said softly: "When Yijing is settled down, I will let you go back to Lingxi."