I'm a killer with no emotions

A rustling sound suddenly came from the Hall of Stars, and after a while, there was a muffled "plop", which seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Qingluan's expression became tense, and he quickly opened the door and walked in, only to see that the young man who was lying on the couch slipped out at some point, lying sprawled on the ground, with a small red and swollen bump on his forehead.

Qingluan's brows relaxed, and her raised heart immediately relaxed.

He stepped forward and carried the boy back onto the couch.

The boy closed his eyes, breathed steadily, and was sleeping soundly. He slightly opened his soft and red lips, and a stream of crystal clear liquid was slowly overflowing from the corners of his opened lips.

Qingluan moved slightly, leaned down, and kissed him on the lips.

The dry and cold lips gently swept over the young man's fair and tender skin, kissing away the stains around his mouth.

The young man snorted uneasily, moved his lips slightly, and said something vaguely.

Qingluan's eyes flickered, and she turned her ear to his lips, only to hear clearly that he was talking about "candied haws", and even smacked her lips unconsciously, it was so cute and soft.

A smile flashed across Qingluan's originally sinister eyes.

He straightened up, a gleam of light emanated from his fingertips, and lightly tapped the young man's forehead, which quickly returned to its original state.

Qingluan took the young man's hand and checked his pulse again. Yesterday he had cleaned up the residual poison in the young man's body, but he was still worried.

After confirming that the boy was safe and sound, Qingluan put down his hand and touched his fair and tender cheek.

The young man subconsciously rubbed against Qingluan's palm, grabbed Qingluan's skirt with his small hand, and muttered something.

Qingluan stared at him deeply, then slowly stretched out her hand, stroking the young man's neck with her slender fingers.

The smooth touch of the palm made Qingluan's eyes gradually become dangerous. This feeling of controlling the fragility made Qingluan feel fascinated, and his body gradually became excited.

Even when he does fall in love, he's still a diehard, and destruction and destruction excites him immensely.

Qingluan's fingers became tighter and tighter, and the young man gradually began to have difficulty breathing, frowning and panting lightly.

"No...don't..."

The teenager cried and hummed, as if immersed in a nightmare, "Save me...save me..."

No one will come to your rescue, no one will come to your rescue.

Thinking to herself, Qingluan obsessively licked and kissed the boy's forehead.

"don't want......"

The young man's face was pale, he struggled lightly, his fingers grasped Qingluan's skirt indiscriminately, and blurted out: "Qingluan, save me..."

These words made Qingluan's movements suddenly stop.

The madness in Qingluan's eyes gradually faded, and then he saw the young man who almost died under his hands.

The heart twitched suddenly, excruciatingly painful.

Qingluan seemed to be running away, striding out of the Hall of Stars.

After closing the gate of Star Palace, the convulsion in Qingluan's heart gradually calmed down, leaning his back against the door, panting lightly.

He once swore that in this life, he would never be emotional again.Love is a sin, whoever makes him emotional, he will completely get rid of this sin.

But Qingluan suddenly realized that if this evil person was a qin slave, he would have been unable to do anything.

Qingluan's eyes were complicated, and she took a deep look at the carved wooden door behind her eyes, and left with a flick of her sleeves.

Someone was waiting for him in the side hall, and when he came in, he knelt down and called out "His Royal Highness".

It was Feng Lin, the leader of his dark servants.

Qingluan's expression has calmed down, she glanced at him, lifted her robe and sat behind the desk, "Have you found out the purpose of Da Yue's trip?"

"Yes!" Feng Lin lowered his head and said in a low voice, "After entering the city, Huo Chen and Qin Shen moved separately, and Qin Shen secretly went to the second prince's mansion and reached a covenant with the second prince."

Qingluan raised her head from the letter, with a playful smile on her lips: "Covenant?"

Feng Lin said: "Da Yue will do his best to assist the second prince to succeed to the throne, and the second prince will hand over the 30 people on the roster to Dayue."

Qingluan narrowed her eyes, and sneered, "That idiot of the fifth mausoleum, does he think that with Da Yue's help, he can contend against Gu Xiang?"

He gave a few instructions, then waved his hand to signal Feng Lin to step back.

After Feng Lin took the order to leave, Qingluan looked down at the information in his hand.

The letter was written by a spy in the Dayue Palace, saying that Dingbei Wang Ningyan and the high priest of Zhanxing Pavilion had left for Tianqi not long ago.

interesting......

Qingluan rubbed her fingertips, her dark green eyes were full of interest.

Just at this moment, the servant knocked on the door and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Your Majesty has suffered another illness."

Qingluan's eyes flickered, and when he walked out of the hall, he saw the head servant in his own hall kneeling beside him with a respectful expression.

Qingluan looked down at him indifferently, "How long have you been waiting?"

The servant didn't know what he meant, so he replied: "It's not long to return to Your Highness, only half a quarter of an hour."

Qingluan raised her slender eyebrows, "So, have you been listening for half an hour?"

The servant suddenly shuddered, and raised his head tremblingly: "Your Highness...what does your Highness mean..."

Qingluan's eyes are cold and deep, and the lines on his stern face are full of sharpness, showing a majestic and noble temperament all the time.

"What do you mean?" Qingluan stared at the waiter, as if looking at a dead person, "I will go to see my father later, so you just take this opportunity to report to Fifth Ling in private. May I ask what you mean by this?"

The servant slammed his head on the ground, and his head was bleeding immediately, "Your Highness! You are wronged! How can this servant have the guts? Your loyalty to Your Highness can be learned from the sun and the moon!"

He climbed up to Qingluan in a few steps, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

As soon as Qingluan flicked his sleeves, a strong wind howled out from the sleeves, blowing the servants violently.

"Oh? Your so-called lesson from the sun and the moon is to persuade Qi Nu and others to frame Qin Nu, wanting to put him to death, and kill him to silence him?"

The servant's pupils shrank, and he couldn't figure out how he had exposed himself when he came up very carefully.

He didn't know that Qingluan used to be a demon, with powerful spirit power. When he conspired with the chess slave that night, Qingluan had already listened to him.

The attendant got up from the ground, forced himself to be calm, and said earnestly: "The Qin slave is a half-demon, with a low status, how can he be worthy of the noble body of His Royal Highness? Slave... The slave is just worried that His Highness will be criticized by others. ...that's why I made such a bad move... I have absolutely no intention of betraying His Highness!"

Qingluan's eyebrow raised a sharp arc, and the murderous aura slowly overflowed from her whole body. She sneered and said, "So, if you kill Gu's zither slave, Gu also needs to thank you?"

The servant looked terrified, "No... dare not..."

Qingluan let out a soft voice, with sharp eyebrows and eyes: "Why don't you dare? I just see you are very brave!"

As soon as he brushed his robe, he gave an order coldly: "Come here, take him down for Gu Gu, and execute him with the death penalty!"

The guards on the left and right were ordered to frame the servant and drag him down.

Qingluan heard the servant's cries and begging for mercy that were getting farther and farther away, and the anger that just gushed out of her heart gradually calmed down.

Originally, he didn't intend to touch the servant, and wanted to keep him and use the fifth mausoleum instead, but when he just thought about the servant's attack on Qin Nu, for some reason, he couldn't restrain the killing intent in his heart .

Qingluan frowned, his figure turned into wisps of black mist, disappeared into the air in an instant, and went to Ganxin Palace where Lord Tianqi lived.

The monarch of the Tianqi Dynasty was ill in bed several years ago, and now His Royal Highness Qingluan handles all affairs of the dynasty.

Compared with the old and frail Tianqi King, Prince Qingluan has even more prestige and power in Tianqi. Most of the entire Tianqi Dynasty is controlled by Qingluan.

The king's heirs are weak, and he had three sons in total. The eldest prince died young, so let's not mention it.The fifth mausoleum of the second prince was born to the emperor's favorite concubine, and he was loved by the emperor since he was a child.

The third prince, Qingluan, is the son of the deposed empress Qing's clan. Because his biological mother was suspected of having an affair with a guard, he was deprived of his imperial surname by Tianqi at birth, and thrown into the cold palace.

Although the third prince is the eldest son, he was treated coldly by the monarch because of his stupid and shapeless childhood and suspicious bloodlines. Therefore, for several years, the courtiers have never had any hope for this son.

Everyone in the palace thought that Tianqi's future crown prince would be the second prince's fifth mausoleum.

However, things are unpredictable. Ten years ago, the third prince, who had always been stupid, became smart and sharp for no reason. Afterwards, he showed his glory in the court and overwhelmed the second prince everywhere.

Five years ago, the monarch was seriously ill, and the third prince, His Highness Qingluan, was appointed as the crown prince, which made the courtiers who supported the second prince unable to do so.

The fifth mausoleum, who has always regarded himself as the prince, is full of resentment and provokes the prestige of the prince everywhere.

Over the past few years, the fifth mausoleum conspiracy has been defeated several times, and he still does not give up. He relied on the favor of the monarch to do evil, burning, killing, looting, and kidnapping women from good families.

Tianqi's ruling and opposition parties complained a lot, but because of the monarch's favoritism, he was always unable to help him.

When Qingluan arrived at Ganxin Hall, the fifth mausoleum had already arrived, and was blocked by the left and right guards from entering, and lost her temper in a fit of anger.

"My Highness is the Second Prince! How dare you slaves stop me!? If you don't go away, my Highness will let you know what it means to live and die!"

The Second Prince's Fifth Mausoleum was notorious in the Tianqi Dynasty.

So the guards were not afraid of him, and said expressionlessly: "Second Prince, forgive me, His Royal Highness has ordered that His Majesty is seriously ill, and no one is allowed to enter."

"My Highness wants to see Father, when will it be Qingluan's turn to agree!? Father is seriously ill, and His Highness specially sought out an imperial physician to treat him. Get out of here, otherwise who will take care of him if the illness is delayed!?"

The fifth mausoleum said that it was about to break through.

A group of guards behind Qingluan quickly stepped forward, separated the Fifth Mausoleum and others, pushed open the door, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please."

Qingluan walked over without even looking at Wuling.

As the dignified second prince of Tian Qi, the fifth mausoleum was pushed away by a group of lowly guards, how could he swallow this bad breath?

Immediately, he was furious, kicked away the guards, and stabbed Qingluan's back with a sword.

"Why don't you let His Highness visit Father Emperor! Don't deceive people too much!"

Qingluan didn't turn his head back, but he flicked his sleeves, and a powerful wind blade suddenly shot out from his wide sleeve robe with intricate and classical patterns, and went straight to the front door of the fifth mausoleum.

Wu Ling was startled, and immediately withdrew his sword to dodge, but his wrist was still cut with blood dripping from the wind blade.

He yelled in pain, and said angrily: "Qingluan! How dare you do anything to His Highness! If this prince tells Father about this, believe it or not, Father will kill you immediately!"

Qingluan couldn't help laughing, ignored him, and walked straight into Ganxin Palace.

"Second prince, you'd better wait until you can see the father, and then come to Tonggu to talk."

His tone was casual and his expression was relaxed, obviously he didn't pay much attention to the fifth mausoleum.

Fifth Ling clenched his fists and watched him walk into Ganxin Palace, but he himself was blocked by his guards from entering.

"Second Prince, Your Majesty is fine, please go back." A guard said to him.

Even a little guard dared to talk to him like that!

Wu Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his face was as gloomy as water.

An attendant behind him stepped forward tremblingly, and asked tremblingly: "Your Highness...the crown prince does not allow anyone to visit His Majesty, we...what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Fifth Ling asked back with a sullen face, kicked him fiercely, and cursed: "How does my Highness know what to do! Everyone is useless, they know how to flatter all day long, and they don't know what to do at critical moments One can come in handy! What does His Highness want you to do, get lost!"

The attendant rolled on the ground and begged for mercy in pain, "Ouch, Ouch". The fifth mausoleum felt ashamed and kicked him away.

"Qingluan, His Highness will host a banquet tomorrow, but you were not invited! If you dare to come, His Highness will let you come and go!"

Fifth Ling snorted angrily, said a harsh word coldly, and strode away from the palace.

Qingluan listened to the movement outside the hall, turned her eyes back to the dragon couch, looked at the old man on the couch, who was dying, and said with a smile, "Father, did you see it? This is your beloved prince, so stupid Distressed."

Emperor Yong'an raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at him, trembling with anger: "Get out... get out!"

"I heard that my father was seriously ill, so my son came here to visit him, but my father was so cruel, he trampled my son's filial piety on the soles of his feet, it really made my son sad..."

"Are you sad!? Why are you so sad! The widow has fallen into such a state, isn't it you who did it yourself! You forged the imperial decree, ruined Ling'er's future, and became the prince yourself! Imprisoned here, fooling the government and the public to bring disaster to the world! It's really audacious!"

The smile on the corners of Qingluan's lips deepened, she looked at him contemptuously, and said lightly: "So what? If I had known today, why bother, father, you deserve it."

Emperor Yong'an stared, furious, and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Nizi...Nizi!!"

"You pretended to be sick this time, but you secretly sent someone to look for the fifth mausoleum, and wanted him to rescue you, but father, you don't even look at this palace, who is the master now. Since father is not clear-headed, Then never wake up again."

Qingluan sneered, and walked to Emperor Yong'an's bed, a black-red light radiated slightly from his fingertips, rushing into Emperor Yong'an's head.

"what!"

Emperor Yong'an suddenly screamed, his whole body twitched, foaming at the mouth, his eyes gradually became cloudy and dazed.

Qingluan squinted her sullen dark green eyes, and coldly glanced at the shivering servant standing by, "Don't let people die."

The servant knelt on the ground with a "plop", trembling with fear, and replied tremblingly: "The servant knows...the servant knows..."

Qingluan left Ganxin Hall expressionlessly.

The guard followed behind him and asked, "Your Highness, are you going back to the palace?"

Qingluan wanted to nod at first, but suddenly thought of something, stopped and frowned slightly.

"Your Highness?" The guard didn't know why.

Qingluan rubbed her fingertips, looked at the palace wall not far away and frowned in thought, as if hesitating.

After a while, he loosened his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I have to go out of the palace alone, so I don't need to follow."

"...As ordered."

The guard responded, looked at the back of His Royal Highness going away, scratched his head, always felt that when His Royal Highness spoke just now, his tone was terribly gentle.

......

Hall of Stars.

The luminous pearls adorned on the gauze tent slowly emitted a shimmer, and lightly fell on the charming face of the young man on the couch, making him look even more beautiful and attractive, as if he had come from a deep mountain into the world, specially sucking A spirited goblin.

However, if someone can look into his quiet and deep pupils, they will definitely be attracted by those mysterious and quiet pupils like black abysses, and instead ignore his overly good-looking appearance.

Ning Zhe opened his eyes and lay motionless on the couch.

When Qingluan left, he thought he was asleep, but he wasn't.

When Qingluan wanted to strangle him to death, Ning Zhe was already awake.

Ning Zhe's perception of danger has always been slow, and he can only feel the killing intent that is too strong.

Qingluan really wanted to kill him at that time, if he hadn't called him, he would already be a corpse at this moment.

Ning Zhe touched his neck, feeling a burning pain.

At this moment, the window of the Hall of Stars was broken open, a masked man in black rushed in, rolled to the ground, and Tong Ning stared wide-eyed.

Ning Zhe blinked and said, "You..."

The man in black stared at him, rushed forward, and tightly covered Ning Zhe's mouth.

Ning Zhe struggled and said "Oh", the man in black said coldly: "Shut up! Otherwise I will kill you immediately!"

He was lying on Ning Zhe's body, and he was only focused on covering Ning Zhe's mouth tightly, so he didn't see that Ning Zhekong's hand had already reached the back of his neck, and a sharp cold light was shining between his fingers. with.

Just as the thin blade between Ning Zhe's fingers was about to fall, there were suddenly many chaotic footsteps outside the hall.

"There are assassins! Catch the assassins!"

"How, did you find it!?"

"I clearly saw him coming this way, why didn't he..."

Ning Zhe paused slightly, his pupils turned slightly, and looked at the man in black who was pressing on him.

The man in black was staring nervously at the outside of the hall with a pair of bright eyes. Blood was flowing from his shoulders, staining Ning Zhe's snow-white inner coat red.

Even though he pressed Ning Zhe, he still supported Ning Zhe with his injured shoulder tremblingly, and didn't hurt him.

Ning Zhe's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a while, he shook his fingers lightly, and the thin blade between his fingers shattered slightly, turning into dots of light and dissipating.

The man in black noticed that Ning Zhe moved, turned his head and warned in a deep voice: "Don't move!"

Ning Zhe blinked, indicating that he understood.

"You are smarter than your master!" The man in black snorted coldly, his bright eyes seemed to be shining, shining with a captivating light.

Ning Zhe stared at him quietly, without speaking.

"Master Qin!"

The palace door was suddenly slammed loudly.

"Young Master Qin, an assassin has broken in! Are you okay!?" The guard raised his voice to ask outside.

The man in black was startled, and a look of panic flashed quickly in his eyes.

Ning Zhe blinked slightly, his eyebrows slightly curved.

The man in black suddenly realized his gaffe, and forced himself to calmly say angrily, "What are you laughing at! Let him go!"

He put the dagger against Ning Zhe's neck, and threatened in a cold voice: "If you let him find out about Ben...find my tracks, I will make you unable to eat! If you are willing to cooperate obediently, I will spare you One life, how about it?"

Ning Zhe had his mouth covered by him, unable to speak, so he blinked.

The man in black seemed to think that he agreed too easily, and looked at him suspiciously, "Don't try to lie to me and lure them to rescue you, you can see whether my knife is faster or theirs!"

"Young Master Qin! Why don't you speak, Young Master Qin?"

Seeing that Ning Zhe remained silent, the guard was a little worried, and said, "Your subordinate has the guts to go in."

Then the palace door creaked and was gradually pushed open.

The pupils of the man in black shrank sharply, and he couldn't care whether Ning Zhe had lied to him, so he could only act like a dead horse doctor, and immediately let go of his hand covering Ning Zhe's mouth, urgently urging: "Quick!"

Ning Zhe suddenly took a breath of fresh air, coughed twice, and said weakly: "Don't... come in..."

The guard paused, "Young Master Qin?"

"I..." Ning Zhe thought for a while, and said, "I'm taking a bath...without clothes..."

A soft and coquettish voice faintly came from the hall, the guards suddenly blushed when they thought of the pale but alluring young man, and hurriedly closed the hall door.

"This subordinate is reckless, please forgive me, Mr. Qin."

Ning Zhe was pressed to the throat with a dagger by the man in black, and said lightly: "It's nothing."

The guard said: "An assassin broke in, didn't you disturb Mr. Qin?"

In fact, he wanted to ask him directly if he had seen the assassin, but for some reason, the moment he blurted out, he changed his words to a gentler one.

"No." The youthful soft and calm voice came out, inexplicably touching the apex of people's hearts.

The guard blushed a little more, and took his leave after saluting.

Seeing his distraught appearance, the few subordinates behind him all looked like they had seen a ghost.

The guard let out a low cough, regained his composure, and said angrily, "Who said that the assassin was in the palace of Mr. Qin? How could Mr. Qin cover up the assassin, you idiots!"

Several subordinates were obedient and did not dare to answer.

The guard raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up and catch the assassin! If Young Master Qin is accidentally injured, how will you explain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!?"

A group of guards dispersed in response to the sound, and went to arrest them everywhere.

In the hall, the man in black heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps going away, his whole body went limp, and he lay on Ning Zhe's body.

"I can't see that you are a little slave, but Qingluan really values ​​you so much. The outside of the palace is heavily guarded, comparable to Qianxin Palace."

Ning Zhe crawled out from under him, pushed him, and said, "The person is gone, you can go."

The man in black sneered, grabbed his neck and pressed him on the couch, and said with a grinning smile, "Let's go? My Highness managed to sneak into your Star Palace, how could he go?"