I ran away after slacking my apprentice

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Let me start by saying that Murong Yan in this life is most similar to Pluto in some (ahem) habits, but because he is the prince and Ning Jiwei is injured now, he can't Too much, but!Here comes the important point, the next chapter, I have a little surprise for you!Then after a few chapters (shouldn’t take long), I’ll give you a big surprise, eh~~

It was already dusk when Ning Jiwei woke up, and it was only Murong Yan's fault for being too ruthless, so even after resting for a while, Ning Jiwei still felt severe abdominal pain, and it was difficult to even get up.

He struggled to move, and was thinking that if he couldn't bear it, he would at least get out of bed first, but he could barely lift his upper body against the bed, and Murong Yan lifted the curtain and came in.

As soon as he saw Murong Yan's face, Ning Jiwei's expression became a little wary.

He moved his right hand and found that the dislocation of his right hand was no longer that serious. Although it was a bit painful and not enough to kill the person in front of him with one blow, it should be possible to cause serious injuries. When you relax...wait!

Ning Jiwei put his wrist down, but he didn't find the hard feeling in the past. He thought it was his own illusion, but no matter how he searched, the short blade under his wrist still disappeared.

His weapon, gone!

Seeing that Ning Jiwei's expression changed again and again, Murong Yan put aside the medicine he personally brought, and said frankly: "I made it."

"Those things that shouldn't be brought into the mansion, I unloaded them for you. Speaking of which..." Murong Yan sat down in front of Ning Jiwei's bed, with a smile on his face, "Your short blade is really well hidden. It is deep, and tied very complicatedly, it took me a long time to put it together..."

"What are you trying to do!" Ning Jiwei interrupted Murong Yan unbearably.

He didn't understand that such a high-ranking prince clearly guessed his identity, but he didn't send him to the palace to ask for credit, and he killed himself immediately, and even asked a doctor to heal his wounds.

All of this shows that Murong Yan's idea is not simple, but he is just a former prince, so what is there for Murong Yan to plot?

"Because..." Murong Yan was still in a good mood at the moment, and said jokingly: "I like keeping cats."

"What?" Raise what?cat?Ning frowned slightly, and looked sideways with some doubts, but Murong Yan suddenly put away his frivolous look, and brought the medicine bowl to the side instead.

Murong Yan blew a spoonful of medicine and handed it to Ning Jiwei's lips, "Open your mouth, drink up the medicine, and I'll tell you."

After finishing the words, Ning Jiwei did not move, and Murong Yan couldn't help adding, "Don't worry, I never poisoned you."

But in fact, Ning Jiwei is not worried about this. The people around him are under the eaves, and his weapons have been confiscated. Murong Yan wants to kill himself as easy as crushing an ant. Ning Jiwei just feels...

Do you need His Royal Highness to do something like feeding medicine?

But Murong Yan obviously didn't realize this, he raised his hand for a long time, his face gradually lost patience, the spoonful of medicine pressed against it forcefully, forcing Ning Jiwei to open his mouth, and swallowed the medicine like a gulp.

Swallowing too fast, he didn't even have time to feel the bitterness of the bowl of medicine, so Murong Yan stuffed him with a candied fruit.

Ning Jiwei: ...

"Actually, my reason for keeping you in the mansion is very simple." Murong Yan fed Ning Jiwei another glass of water, and seeing with his own eyes that Ning Jiwei's slightly pale complexion had added a hint of rosiness, he continued: "I want to share with you You bet."

Ning Ji slowed down slightly, and said, "What are you betting on?"

Murong Yan's eyes suddenly became colder, like a sharp knife, nailed to Ning Jiwei's face, "Just bet...you can't successfully assassinate the current Holy Majesty."

As soon as those words came out, Ning Jiwei groaned in his mind, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, how could he guess what he was thinking?How can it be!

Originally it was also impossible, after all Murong Yan was not a god, he could only roughly guess that Ning Jiwei's stay in the imperial city was related to the previous dynasty, but revenge or restoration of the country, how to restore revenge, how to restore the country, etc. Murong Yan couldn't guess it.

The reason why he stated his purpose in this way was that he randomly picked a possibility, thinking of defrauding Ning Jiwei, but he didn't expect that when he said it casually, seeing Ning Jiwei's expression, he was really right. up.

Murong Yan couldn't help shaking his head, after all, he was still a little wild cat, even though his claws and fangs were sharp, once he met someone who was scheming, the little wild cat couldn't fight.

Ning Jiwei was too far behind in both mentality and strategy, so how could he assassinate the emperor?

"Why are you so surprised?" Murong Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "When you attacked me today, you should have thought that your purpose would be discovered by me sooner or later."

The words were straightforward, as if mocking Ning Jiwei's overwhelmed responsibility in a disguised form, Ning Jiwei couldn't help averting his gaze, his ups and downs were completely suppressed by him, and he said: "What's the bet?"

Being relieved so quickly, it seems that the little wild cat is not indestructible, Murong Yan smiled appreciatively, and he whispered: "If I win, you will give me yourself."

Murong Yan leaned closer, the breath was on Ning Jiwei's face, hot and hot, he said very sincerely: "I want... your heart."

Ning had a slight feeling... His Royal Highness must be crazy, or his brain is broken, but the sincerity in his eyes is really not to be ignored, and Ning could not help but look away, "Then what if I win?" ?”

In the final analysis, it is impossible for Ning Jiwei to allow himself to lose, since he can't lose, then Murong Yan won't get everything he wants, it's just a joke!

Murong Yan's eyes dimmed a bit from Ning Jiwei's obvious evasive action, and he said: "If you win, you can do whatever you want, including my life."

"You..." Ning Ji felt a sting in his throat, but he couldn't say anything further. He felt that His Royal Highness might not only be a lunatic, but also a desperate gambler!

Facing Ning Jiwei's surprise, Murong Yan didn't care much, and said: "But you are too weak now, I'm afraid you will die at the hands of the guards if you can't even enter the palace, for the sake of fairness, I can Teach you until you have the ability to complete this bet."

To personally teach an outsider to assassinate his own father...

Ning was slightly shocked and felt it was ridiculous, "You are really... crazy."

Just at this time, a voice came from outside the door. It turned out that Cong Qing was begging to see him outside the door.

Murong Yan turned around, "You rest well, I will come to see you later."

His fingertips could barely touch the door, and when he was about to push the door open, Ning Jiwei said calmly, "The emperor of the dynasty is your father after all, and now you bet with me that if there is such a day, I will enter the palace." Assassinate the emperor, you...would you really sit idly by for the sake of a bet?"

Murong Yan pushed open the door, the light was dull at dusk, and the sunset glow fell from the sky, reflected in his eyes, causing a gentle but persistent slanting shadow, he said: "Yes."

The door was closed immediately, and the figures of the two outside the door gradually drifted away.

Following Murong Yan's footsteps, Cong Qing finally spoke in a long corridor: "Your Highness, the hidden guards have been assembled, but this subordinate doesn't understand, why does Your Highness suddenly want to train a team from the hidden guards? "

When Cong Qing asked that question, the two of them were about to reach the exit of the corridor, and looked out along the exit of the corridor, which was the direction of the main entrance of the Prince's Mansion, which was not facing the street, secluded and far away from dust and smoke.

In the past, when the former dynasty was still alive, the foot of the imperial city was still prosperous, but there were very few secluded places. People at that time were talking about something, the border was in chaos, and the city was lost.The previous dynasty closed the gates of the imperial city and forced the generals to fight outside, thinking that the imperial city would be able to escape the catastrophe if it was closed.

But as everyone knows, if you retreat again and again, you will be in an abyss.

If the new emperor hadn't ascended the throne and brought this aging dynasty back on track with his own hands, I'm afraid that the war would spread, and even the prosperity at the foot of the imperial city would cease to exist.

Ning Jiwei was born in the royal family of the former dynasty, and he was so well protected by the former dynasty that he couldn't see the sufferings of the world, so he took it for granted that his son's unfilial piety was too much, and if he couldn't take revenge, he was unfilial to the extreme.

But if Ning Jiwei could take a look with his own eyes, all this might be different.

Murong Yan is in a high position, and he has seen too many fearful eyes. He knows people like Ning Jiwei very well. Let's do it, after all, he is a Mingjun.

Even if Mingjun has hatred for Xiaojia, he has kindness for the world.

So... Murong Yan was certain that Ning Jiwei could not win this gamble.

But if there was a day when Murong Yan really misjudged the person, then... a disobedient little wild cat, since it is not familiar with it, there is no point in keeping it.

Murong Yan stopped at the end of the long corridor and looked into the distance, "Those dark guards were allowed by the emperor to be raised by the palace, and they are considered to be ordered by the court. That being the case, if one day the rebels assassinate the Holy One, they... should be exterminated Rebel."

"By the way..." As the twilight gradually faded to the west, Murong Yan looked away, "What's the matter with Mr. Cen?"