I'm a killer with no emotions

"Since you can pretend to be lame, you can also pretend to be dead. It's hard to say whether you're dead or not." When Ning Zhe was mentioned, Ning Yan's tone was as cold and dismissive as ever.

But soon he changed his gentle tone, lowered his head and touched the top of Yunlan's hair, and asked him patiently, "What's the matter, did something happen just now that I don't know about?"

Yun Lan hurriedly lowered her head, "No...no..."

He collected himself, raised his head and smiled at Ning Yan: "Ayan, let's go and see the emperor, if something really happened, Lan'er is afraid that you will be questioned because of it."

Ning Yan snorted coldly, "This person has long been deposed, what qualifications does he have to be called the emperor?"

That's what he said, but he still has Ning Zhe's heart. If it really kills people, Lan'er's illness will be difficult to deal with.

While Ning Yan was thinking, he squatted down and raised his hand to touch Ning Zhe.

As soon as his fingertips touched that person, Ning Yan suddenly paused and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing his reaction, Yunlan suddenly raised her heart, walked two steps quickly behind him, stroked Ning Yan's face with her slender fingers, "Ayan, what's wrong?"

Ning Yan came back to his senses, for some reason, he suddenly felt that the moment Yunlan touched him, he felt a little repulsive in his heart.

No... Yunlan grew up by his side since he was a child, and he was the one who always saw the big one, not to mention Yunlan saved his life, so why would he feel bored?

It must have been influenced by Ning Zhe.

Ning Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and stretched out a finger to detect Ning Zhe's breathing.

A little faint, but not dead.

Oh, it really is playing dead.

There was a look of contempt and disgust in Ning's eyes.

Just as he withdrew his hand and was about to call for someone to drag Ning Zhe away, Ning Zhe suddenly opened his eyes.

A beam of bitter cold flames suddenly shot up from those black pupils, and the soft fingertips flashed like lightning, and quickly stabbed at Yunlan beside him!

Yun Lan exclaimed in shock, and subconsciously took a step back, almost falling.

"Lan'er!" Ning Yan's eyes were cracked, and he was burning with anger, "Ning Zhe! How dare you!!"

He immediately flew forward, protecting Yunlan behind him, and at the same time, he quickly struck out with one palm!

Because the speed was too fast, Ning Zhe's dagger could not be retracted, and it stabbed straight into Ning Yan's shoulder.

At the same time, Ning Yan's merciless slap full of inner strength also slapped Ning Zhe's heart hard!

Ning Zhe suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back, and fell straight to the ground. He tried several times, but he couldn't get up.

Ning Yan's footsteps were unsteady, and he fell into Yunlan's arms.

Yunlan hurriedly supported him, and shouted: "Ayan!"

Ning Yan looked at Ning Zhe, who was struggling in vain, with killing intent in his eyes, gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger stuck on his shoulder with one hand, and comforted Yun Lan with a warm voice, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"How can it be all right!" Yun Lan looked at his blood-soaked shoulder, and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Looking at his pitiful look with moist eyes, Ning Yan couldn't help feeling a little funny.

In the past, he was the one who worried blindly when he saw Yunlan was injured, but Yunlan himself didn't care as if nothing happened, why is it the other way around now.

As soon as this idea came out, Ning Yan froze for a while.

Yunlan was indeed weak, and because of this, he had always protected him very well and never let Yunlan get hurt.

But since, why would he think so?If it wasn't Yunlan who was injured... who was it?

While Ning Yan was contemplating, he heard Yun Lan hastily ordering the guards on both sides: "What are you waiting for! Prepare the carriage and take A Yan back to the mansion to heal his wounds!"

Fang Cai Ning Zhe shot too quickly, the guards didn't react at all, but fortunately the prince didn't have any major accidents, otherwise they would suffer accordingly.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ning Zhe, and asked Yun Lan respectfully: "Young Master Yun, the Emperor..."

"What emperor! You're just a lowly dog ​​slave, I need to teach you what to do!?" Yun Lan's tone was a little sharp.

Ning Yan saw the slightly dark look on his face, and couldn't help frowning.

No... No, that person will not show this expression.

That person always had a sullen face, and there was no joy or anger on his face, but when facing him, he would be very obedient and docile, and even blush cutely.

Thinking of this, Ning Yan couldn't help but look at the boy who was still lying on the ground coughing up blood.

If it is Ning Zhe...

Ning Yan suddenly came back to his senses, startled by his own thoughts, broke out in a cold sweat.

How could he think so?How could a stupid and cruel person like Ning Zhe be the kind-hearted Lan'er?

Ning Yan quickly dismissed this absurd idea, but inexplicably became irritable in his heart, watching the guards drag Ning Zhe up, and took Ning Zhe roughly out of the hall without making a sound.

Yunlan didn't know what was going on in his mind, seeing him staring at Ning Zhe, she couldn't help but said, "Ayan...you keep looking at him, is it because you can't bear it?"

Ning Yan paused, then laughed, "How could it be, I wish he would pay for your life, well, don't think about it."

Ning Yan patted his head, stood up with difficulty while supporting his shoulders, and after hastily treated the wound, he and Yun Lan got into the carriage and returned to the palace.

It looked like he was bleeding a lot, but the injury was actually not serious. On the contrary, Ning Zhe was slapped on the heart by his palm. His life, which was hanging on his breath, was even more precarious now.

Because of Ning Zhe, the guard was scolded for no reason and almost died, so naturally he would not have a good face towards him.

It doesn't matter whether the person is dying or not, he just threw him into the carriage he was riding in, stretched out his foot and kicked it in, "Hmph, if you dare to do something to the prince and Mr. Yun, you deserve it if you die!"

The guards cursed and drove away with the sedan chair in front.

He deliberately swayed the carriage, and Ning Zhe would slam into the wall of the car from time to time, arched his body, and vomited blood one after another.

Soon, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he closed a pair of dark and dead eyes.

……

Deep alley, in a remote mansion.

The handsome man in black was obsessed with making tea in a porcelain bowl, but for some reason, his heart felt like a pinprick, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain.

With a shake of his hand, the celadon cup fell straight to the ground and shattered.

The officer at the side was startled, and hurriedly said, "General, what's wrong?"

Huo Chen stared deeply at the shattered porcelain cup on the ground, and shook his head slightly.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress his beating heart. He always felt that...something beyond his expectations had happened.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the officer continued: "Tianqi's envoy will arrive in a few days. What the subordinates and others mean is to take this opportunity to detain him and force the court to declare war on Tianqi and take back the land of Dayue. I don't know the general... "

Huo Chen wasn't in the mood to listen to this, and with a sullen face, he raised his hand to stop the officer's words.

"Prepare the horse, I'm going to Dingbei Palace."