God does not love the world [unlimited]

Shi Yu watched the two leave and asked, "How long has it been since your father ascended the throne?"

"It's more than half a month." Xiang Yan knelt down, supported his waist and made him sit against the wall, looking straight into his eyes, "Master, can you remove the redundant words?"

Shi Yu coughed twice weakly: "Sheng Yuantang hasn't returned to Beijing yet?"

"The call has been made. On the way back, it is estimated that it will only be a few days."

"Your father has already obtained this country. As his direct heir, you are now the one who is under one person and above ten thousand people. What do you want?"

Xiang Yan frowned slightly.

Shi Yu said softly: "I asked the jailer to bring you a message, half of it was just for gambling. But you really came, which shows that Sheng Yuantang should be of great importance to you. He was sent away by an imperial edict from Emperor Cheng. Strictly speaking, Bianguan is also an official of the former dynasty, but he grew up in the mansion of a general who was loyal to the court with the first emperor. He learned that the master humiliated his ministers and died for the country. Now that the throne has changed, you are worried about your father Are you refusing to let him go, and are you worried that he will find it difficult to do well in the court? Or are you worried that he is dissatisfied with the new emperor, that he would rather die than surrender? Or that even if he passed the emperor's test without incident, he will still create a gap with you?"

In fact, it is very simple, there are three directions, either the focus is on the new emperor as the biological father, or the focus is on Sheng Yuantang as a friend, or the focus is on yourself.

Xiang Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, but clenched his hands unconsciously.

"If the new emperor really doesn't want to let him go, he won't call him back to the capital. He can just send someone to the border gate to give him a cup of dove wine; if he is dissatisfied with the new emperor, he won't agree to come back. Death Mingzhi, no matter how bad it is, directly leads his subordinates to rebel, it is more realistic than going to the palace to play assassination; as for his relationship with you," Shi Yu looked at him quietly, "There are so many old friends around him, if there is no rebellion For one thing, does he really remember who you are?"

What was the emotion that filled that moment, Xiang Yanchao didn't have time to distinguish, and said to Fangfang again: "He remembers."

He was startled: "...Huh?"

"Young master," Shi Yu's eyelashes drooped weakly, and his voice was extremely soft, "If you really want to talk to me in prison, I'm afraid you can only come here."

Xiang Yanzhao frowned: "Master Teacher, is this a threat?"

"No." The fatigue on her body was getting heavier and heavier, Shi Yu barely moved her lips, "I can't hold it anymore."

A hot, salty taste surged from his throat, and a ray of bright red trickled down the corner of his lips.

[Teacher Beauty——! ! ! 】

Xiang Yan subconsciously reached out to catch his limp body, stared at his face in a daze for a moment, then turned around and said, "Come here."

One step faster than the jailer was the accompanying attendant: "Your Highness."

"Call the doctor."

"But……"

"Of course I will explain to my father," Xiang Yanchao got up, "You don't need to ask, just do it."

The attendant lowered his head: "Your subordinate will go now."

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Wu Er picked off the remaining muscle from the eyeball in his hand, and threw it into a glass bottle beside him.

The eyeballs were just removed from the eye sockets of the guards guarding outside the cold palace. Since the other party was too noisy during the process, she simply cut the man's neck first, and waited until the man stopped moving before doing it.The removed eyeballs were slightly elastic, and when they hit the bottom of the bottle, the sound was very slight and crisp, bouncing up and falling down, turning half a circle.

She used the water in the kettle to wash her hands and the silver knife for eye-picking, and then wiped the knife with a paper towel, wiped the kettle clean, and finally wiped her hands clean.

Covering the glass stopper, Wuer carefully picked up the bottle and looked at the lamp next to the jailer for a moment, then put the bottle into the storage compartment of the bracelet.

In the next nine days, once the player enters the game, there are only five item slots. The storage slots are the same as the normal item storage slots and occupy the same space. Not only do you need to spend points to divide the permissions, but also there are things stored in the slots. After that, props cannot be placed.

In short, it is thankless, and it is easy to lose your life at a critical moment.

Wuer put away the glass bottle, put the jug filled with water, and put the leftover napkins into the two compartments respectively. Holding the silver knife, he pushed open the prison door.

The other guards were paralyzed on the ground with broken foot bones, and they were all forced to see the movement she just made. The girl's soles of her shoes slammed on the bluestone ground, as if they were beating drums on people's hearts.

It makes the scalp numb.

Still wearing a pink skirt, Wu Er wobbled all the way to the steps at the end of the bamboo forest.

In the evening, the sky was extremely dark, and the lights on the palace wall were surrounded by flying insects, which made the light that was not considered bright even more indistinct.

At the corner, Xu Xian piled up the grass on the ground, and her messy clothes were covered with mud. She just breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a hand suddenly put on her shoulder.

She suddenly turned around and raised her hand, and swung the wooden stick in her hand, but was held by someone.

Wu Er climbed in after hearing movement outside the fence.

She tilted her head curiously: "What are you playing?"

Xu Xian tried hard twice but failed to pull the wooden stick out of the opponent's hand. When she relaxed, she was trembling all over, her previous calmness was gone, and her eyes were flushed.

Wu Er became even more curious, and was about to speak again, but at this moment, a sentence came from outside: "Are you alright? Then don't let a top player play badly, save some strength for brother!"

Xu Xian opened her eyes wide and stepped back hastily.

No one answered.

Then, a squint-eyed guard walked in, and the first thing he saw was a young girl in a pink skirt in the courtyard, his squinting eyes were almost fixed.

Wu Er looked at him innocently, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother, are you guarding here?"

The guard walked up step by step with the saber in his hand, and greedily looked at the girl's face quickly, not forgetting to be vigilant: "Why are you here?"

Wu Er cautiously approached, like an ignorant and harmless little animal looking for a sense of security, his hands under the wide sleeves of Ruqun were as white as lotus root: "I'm lost."

The guard breathed wildly: "This area is all cold palaces, it's really not easy to tell, but do you want me to take you for a ride? Where are you coming from?"

Wuer repeated: "From where?"

The wooden stick hit the man's head hard from behind her.

There was a muffled sound, and the man's entire consciousness went blank for a moment. Before he could utter a curse, the wooden stick was lifted again and inserted straight into his legs.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The girl squatted down, and said in a low voice, softly: "I came from hell, and I specifically took your life."

"Brother." She said softly, "Do you know which two kinds of eyes in this world I like to keep?"

The guard burst into tears from the pain, unable to speak a word.

Wuer lowered his eyes, his face was still soft and harmless, and his voice was as sweet as honey: "One is beautiful, and the other is that you are like this."

The guard's face was spattered with blood, and his body was spattered with blood, but he was still alive, convulsing unconsciously.

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Wuer made a difficult mistake facing the two fresh eyeballs on the ground.

A glass bottle occupies a grid, and she can only bring at most one glass bottle every time she enters the game, except for cleaning water and paper towels.

Originally, she wanted to use that glass bottle for Shi Yu, but now she couldn't bear it anymore, so she got the attention of the guards outside her palace.

What should we do now?

She hesitated for three seconds, and finally decided to leave the eyes to the passing crows. She raised her skirt and walked out swayingly.

There was a pulling force on her body, she stopped and looked back at the woman behind her.

Xu Xian clutched her skirt and swallowed: "You, can you take me with you?"

"no."

"……why?"

Wu Er pulled back the skirt and smiled softly: "Who made me hate you."

Xu Xian was startled: "Why?"

Wu'er kicked away the weeds that had been piled up by the woman before, revealing the comatose companion on the ground that the guard who had his eyes gouged out shouted before.

"He was bitten off by you." She looked at the woman's sudden change of expression, and said softly, "Sister Xu, next time you see someone coming, remember to put on your skirt first."

Xu Xian is not an ordinary woman, and with her control ability in midfield, she is not a character who will panic when encountering troubles. At the beginning, Wu Er climbed over the wall and saw her hiding the corpse is the best proof.

So why not dress it up?

Isn't it convenient to use your body as a bargaining chip to sniff out news?

This kind of matter cannot stand being discussed in the open, Xu Xian's face became hot with shame.

Wuer twirled the silver knife between his fingers, and left with brisk steps.

■

It rained heavily at night.

The imperial doctor worked half the night under the pressure of the crown prince, and finally managed to lower the wounded man's frighteningly high body temperature, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked out of the room.

Xiang Yanchao was sitting on the bench in the hall, looking away from the heavy rain outside the window: "How?"

"The injury has been stabilized." The imperial doctor bent down and said, "As long as I can wake up smoothly, I will be fine."

Xiang Yanchao put the teacup in front of him on the tray: "Is this innocence based on being a normal person, or is it based on being able to live?"

The imperial physician bowed his head, his hands trembling unconsciously: "Your Highness..."

"I understand." Xiang Yan said, "Go down."

The servant at the side only opened his mouth when he saw the person leaving: "Your Highness, it's almost time to be ugly, don't you go to bed?"

Xiang Yanchao: "Can't sleep."

The servant held back for a while, but couldn't help it: "Your Highness, why do you want to save him?"

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what kind of Gu his Highness was, but he went to the prison and brought back a former minister, a sinner who was doomed to die.

Xiang Yan got up and walked out of the room, and pushed open the door: "If you are the one who went into the prison, can you think of a way for me to be willing to take you out to escape this death?"

The boy's face changed drastically: "Your Highness, this servant is loyal to you!"

Xiang Yan turned his head flatly: "Do you know why he can do it now?"

Boy: "?"

Xiang Yanchao: "Because he is smarter than you."

Servant: "..."

Although he didn't understand a word, he just felt that he was being ridiculed by his master.

[Translate, because you are stupid hahahahaha. 】

[So is there a big guy to explain?I've been thinking all night, why on earth did he save Shiyu?Even if his son is now the crown prince because of his father, he is not qualified to control who his father wants to kill, right? 】

[It's very simple, remember what they talked about before?Sheng Yuantang has so many friends but he still remembers that Xiang Yanchao's words are rarely inconspicuous, why?Shi Yu obviously stopped here on purpose, Xiang Yanchao wanted to know, Shi Yu couldn't die, otherwise who would he ask? 】

[But he doesn't think about the consequences at all?There are tens of thousands of emperor's heirs, and disobedience will not be exchanged? 】

[Three possibilities, either his father is willing to pamper him, or he has his father's handle in his own hand, or else, Shi Meiren still has backhands who are useless. 】

[Low ranks play intimidation, high ranks play aggressive. 】

Xiang Yanchao didn't go in, he just glanced at the door from a distance and went back to the bedroom.

The heavy rain continued until the early hours of the morning.

A bird with a bright red beak landed on the window lattice, stretched its neck to look inside for a while, shook its head and flapped its wings twice.

Then, a hand came out of the window, the knuckles pale.

Shi Yu had just woken up, and his body didn't have much strength yet, but it didn't hinder the movement of the uninjured hand.

He has always liked these animals, such as the stray cats and dogs downstairs in the community, and this bird in front of him is no exception.The bird fluttered through the window and landed on the edge of the bed without his making a sound.

For a moment, it came closer.

Another moment, and it came a little closer.

Then, it moved closer, rubbing his fingers carefully, with a proud posture, but an honest body, and the touch was transmitted to the cold joints of humans through the feathers.

Warm and soft, and real.

Shi Yu thought, as expected, she survived.

The little animal was dissatisfied with his ecstasy, and was about to protest when he opened his mouth, but a servant ran in just in time and shouted, "Your Highness—"

Its feathers exploded and it almost fell off the edge of the bed.

The young man ran into the courtyard next door: "General Sheng has returned to court!"