The squeamish bag continues to die in the cannon fodder career

The prince is saying that he is dirty.

The words that were supposed to be very insulting, spit out from those delicate and small lips, actually made him feel more excited than ever before.

Yu Qing didn't have much strength, and his physical strength was not good, and whipping people under the scorching sun made him more irritable, and he wanted to find a cool place to rest.

He turned around to leave.

Wei Shengmo hurriedly got up from the ground, reaching out his hand to hug Yu Qing's calf to prevent Yu Qing from leaving, but a cold gaze made him freeze in place again.

He seemed to be under control again.

The prince didn't say a word, didn't even move his lips, he just stood half a step in front of him, turned his head slightly, and looked down coldly.

Just this made him feel uneasy, for fear of offending the prince.

He and the prince looked at each other for a moment, and his voice trembled a little, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.He tried to persuade him to stay: "Your Highness, I'm in so much pain."

Only then did Yu Qing shift his gaze a little.

There were a lot of wounds, but they were not torn apart. He was not strong enough, and at most he cut his clothes, leaving dark red marks on his deep skin.

Part of the whip landed on the gold jewelry, and the hard gold jewelry pulled away the flesh, bringing out a little blood, making the originally innocuous wound look a bit oozing.

Yu Qing didn't like to see blood, he frowned, leaned over, and stretched out his hand to press the wound on Wei Shengmo's chest.

Wei Shengmo's body temperature is very hot, like a ball of fire, and the warm body temperature is set off a little cool.

The soft fingertips rubbed against the edge of the slightly punctured wound, bringing a tingling sensation like an electric current passing through, Wei Shengmo let out a muffled grunt, and Yu Qing stretched out his hand to poke the side of the chest muscle.

The delicate fingers look even fairer under the contrast of the dark skin, the fingers are slender, and there is a little pink at the knuckles.

Wei Shengmo looked down at the delicate and beautiful little white hand, and his breathing became even more chaotic.

He didn't speak, Yu Qing thought he was too painful to speak, seeing his bruises all over, Yu Qing pursed her lips, feeling guilty for being late.

Yu Qing called the palace servants to leave, and his attitude was that he didn't want to care about Wei Shengmo at all, but Wei Shengmo, with his wounds all over his body, stubbornly stopped him, obviously not wanting him to leave.

Looking at these bright and dark eyes, which were still burning, Yu Qingxian was defeated: "I will go to see you tonight."

Only then did Wei Shengmo get out of the way.

Before Yu Qing left, the envoy from the Western Regions took a deep look at Yu Qing, and then spoke to Wei Shengmo in Western Region dialect.

As soon as Yu Qing left, Wei Shengmo changed his face, cold and arrogant, exuding an inherent nobility.

Blood oozes from the wound under his lip, which he bit out when he suppressed the throbbing.

Now the pain was creeping up, and the dark fingertips wiped it on, with some fascination in his eyes, "I'm not going back to the Western Regions, I want to stay here."

"Don't interfere with my decision."

The weather was so hot that Yu Qing remembered that there was a cold spring similar to an air conditioner in the Shenxin Pavilion of the Imperial Palace.

It can be heard from the palace people that no one is allowed to enter without the permission of the high priest, including the current emperor.

It was only then that Yu Qing remembered who the silver-eyed man he had just seen was Wei Shengyin, they had met before, and they were still by the cold spring...

He pursed his lips, no wonder he looked so familiar.

Afraid of the heat, he searched around for palace people to ask where the high priest was, but all the palace people shook their heads: "The high priest left as soon as he came to the banquet, and he didn't let any palace people follow, and the servants didn't know where the high priest went."

After searching around, she couldn't find anyone, but she was sweating all over. Yu Qing thought she might as well go back to the banquet, even if the banquet wasn't so cool, at least there was ice to disperse the cool air.

At worst, let the palace people place more ice around him.

He saw the extravagant palace banquet from a distance, and there were staggered cups of wine while sitting on the table, laughing again and again, and a sudden exclamation sounded from nowhere, followed by a group of people standing up one after another, gathering together in one direction.

"There are assassins!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

If that's all.Originally, the warriors from the Western Regions and the Qing Dynasty were exchanging equestrian skills. Unexpectedly, one of the brown horses suddenly jumped up, its front hoofs raised high, and the envoy from the Western Regions on the horse's back was thrown off violently.

The horse is startled, in

Running around in the already chaotic banquet, the extravagant and tidy seats were trampled into a mess by the hooves of the horses as they clanged.

At this time, no one dared to go up to subdue the horse, just now an arrow was shot from the corner, pointing directly at the emperor seated above, at this time all the guards and ministers were protecting the emperor tightly, no one paid any attention to the horse .

When the horse changed direction and was about to rush to the seat above, everyone felt bad.

Many more hidden arrows were shot at the emperor at the same time, and the crowd was in a hurry, and a fierce horse came galloping, and was about to step over the steps to the top and break through the crowd.

Suddenly, a figure in black clothes flashed out of the corner. This person was extremely agile, and he jumped onto the horse with his long legs.

There was another exclamation from the front: "There are assassins, protect the Holy One!"

The back arrow continued, the fierce horse was still running, Xie Xuanying stood firmly on the horse, her arms stretched out with the posture of drawing the bow, giving her a sense of strength.

The hidden arrow that was about to break through the crowd was broken by another arrow, and everyone stared blankly at the man in black clothes below. His clothes and hair fluttered, his expression was stern and somewhat cold, and his eyes could not stop wandering.

In the end, he drew his longbow towards one place, and the arrow was blown up, and someone fell to the ground.

"The assassin is hiding here!"

The assassin was captured and brought to justice, but the assassin committed suicide by taking poison at the moment of injury. After ensuring that there was no danger, the emperor slowly walked down the steps.

"You saved my life." The emperor looked at Xie Xuanying with extremely complicated eyes, and then sighed, "Tell me, what do you want."

The emperor remembered that Xie Xuanying had been clamoring to leave the palace, but the crown prince refused, and recently it seemed that Xie Xuanying had been given the status of a side concubine.

But Xie Xuanying has the merit of saving her, if Xie Xuanying really wants to leave the East Palace, the emperor will agree.

"No reward is needed." Xie Xuanying was still not used to the usual rhetoric in the palace, and he handed the longbow to the palace people beside him, "It is the greatest grace of the grassroots to be able to serve by His Highness' side."

The emperor looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Why do you pay back the grassroots? Now that you are a side concubine, it's time to change your mouth."

Xie Xuanying was stunned, and then her handsome face turned red, but she still couldn't say what she called herself.

Qiu Zhiruo couldn't find evidence on the assassin, so Hei walked over with a sullen face.Seeing his expression, the emperor knew that he had got nothing, so he asked, "Where is the crown prince?"

The complexion of a group of people changed drastically, and they looked at each other.

Yes, where is the prince?

They all panicked just now, the emperor was protected, and the ministers surrounded the top layer by layer to build a safe place.

They subconsciously thought that the prince was also inside.

But the prince is not here.

Qiu Zhiruo was the most flustered, he couldn't maintain his gentle and polite face at all, he had no manners in front of the emperor, and hurried outside.Xie Xuanying and the others were not much better, and went to look for the prince in a panic.

Just now Qiu Zhiruo had seen it, that assassin was a familiar face in the palace, he was honest and honest, had a good reputation, and was also an old man in the palace.

He turned out to be an assassin.

Today's assassination has a detailed plan at first glance, one will have two, how many assassins like this are lurking in the palace?Are they really going to give up so easily?

The more Qiu Zhiruo thought about it, the more terrifying he became, and the more he thought about it, the tighter his heart tightened, and he finally knew why something was wrong.

If it was a carefully planned assassination, how could he stop so easily?If the target is really the emperor, how could he only send these few assassins?

——Their target is the prince.

The banquet is not far away.

Just as Yu Qing was looking for the high priest, he saw the high priest's person.

Wei Shengyin wore a silver-white robe with flowing cloud patterns on it, and the silver thread faintly flowed under the sunlight, making this snow-like and indifferent face look like a fairy.

He quietly watched the prince not speak, the prince was looked at a little weirdly, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, then lowered his head to look.

Clearly there is nothing.

Wei Shengyin's eyelashes moved slightly, knowing that the prince did not recognize him again, and some depression flowed in his heart.He respectfully called out: "Your Highness."

His voice is very unique, unmistakable, ethereal and far away, as if coming from a distant fairyland, but with some bumps, so the pronunciation is extremely clear.

It was at the same time that he spoke, Yu Qing suddenly raised his head, his little face, which had been tanned pink by the sun, quickly flushed red, and his eyes gradually became angry.

It's a metamorphosis that appeared on the rockery!

Recognized.

Wei Shengyin felt a sense of relief, and finally recognized it.

But he felt extremely sad, even if they had done the most intimate thing, even if they had touched skin to skin and exchanged saliva.Ye, the prince will not remember him.

Wei Shengyin lowered his eyes, and said with difficulty: "It's me, Your Highness."

In front of everyone, Yu Qing raised his arm and slapped him, a palm mark was imprinted on his pale and handsome profile, and Wei Shengyin also turned his head away because of this slap.

The servants were dumbfounded, this is the high priest!

After catching the murderer, Yu Qing thought that he would be very happy and would tear him apart to vent his anger, but when he really caught the murderer, his heart felt sour and his eyes became hot.

A slap was not enough for the little prince, so he gave Wei Shengyin a hard push.The man was pushed back half a step, as if he couldn't stand still.

He looked up at the other party quietly, his eyes were full of confusion, wondering why the other party's eyes were wet, and why he looked at him with such a pitiful expression.

The little prince during pregnancy was sensitive, with many complicated emotions intertwined in his chest, and without thinking about saving face, he sobbed and shed tears in public.

It wasn't the first time for him to cry suddenly, when he was in the East Palace some time ago, he always cried several times, but it was the first time for Wei Shengyin to see him like this, so the man instantly panicked and was at a loss what to do.

Wei Shengyin has a stupid mouth, low emotional intelligence, and is not good at dealing with people, let alone how to coax people.He has never been coaxed in his life, so of course he can't speak well.

But the little prince cried so sadly, his little shoulders twitched, and he tried to keep his eyes wide open so that they wouldn't fall off. His beautiful eyes were full of mist, and tears fell out of his eyes like precious stones.

Wei Shengyin pulled the prince into his arms, and patted the prince's back clumsily. The soft and warm body temperature made him stiff, afraid that he might do something wrong, or hug the prince clumsily.

The little prince bit the man's shoulder forcefully, and said angrily, "Bastard!"

"How dare you treat Gu like this, don't you want to live!"

"Gu, Gu, Gu's butt still hurts now!"

"Then I rub it for you?"

A flattering word fell into the prince's ears, and it had a completely different meaning.The little prince's cheeks were pink, and he stared at the man with wide eyes: "You still want to be lonely!?"

"It's not touching, it's rubbing." The man thought for a while, but it was wrong, so he nodded again, "I want to touch too."

"you you--"

Growing up so big, it was the first time Yu Qing met such a shameless person, hugging him in broad daylight, and now flirting with him openly.

What a rogue!

The little prince was crying, and felt tired from standing again. The man held him in his arms tactfully. The little prince put his legs around the man's waist, put his chin on the man's shoulder, and started crying again and again.

The back was still being patted gently, and the man coaxed bluntly in his ear: "Don't cry, don't cry."

The little prince cried even louder, and his tone was also fierce: "Just cry, just cry!"

Who said the prince can't cry!

The little prince felt wronged, what's wrong with the prince crying?Wei Shengyin is the high priest, and he has been blindfolded and has been doing bad things to him.

Wei Shengyin didn't deny Yu Qing's words, he just coaxed people clumsily, but he really didn't know how to coax people. If he carefully considered his words afterward, it would make the situation worse and provoke the little prince to scold him fiercely.

In the end, Weishengyin couldn't think of any coaxing words, so he went back to the starting point and said, "Don't cry, don't cry."

But at this moment, the little prince was tired from crying, his eyes were sore, and his butt hurt. He hugged the man's neck tightly and said fiercely, "You can't do this next time!"

"You can't tie Gu's eyes, and you can't keep Gu from knowing."

"Gu thought he was a bad guy, so he scared Gu."

"And how can you push so hard, I, I can't help it!"

The more he said, the more wronged he was, the thought of

At that time, I couldn't support myself with my small hands, so I could only be hugged, and my face was still burning hot.

The little prince didn't notice at all how strange his words were.

Next time, I thought it was a bad guy, so I had to let him know.Putting together these intermittent words, it is enough to make people think about it, and they are full of joy.

Wei Shengyin couldn't help thinking, could there be another time for them, isn't he a bad person, could it be enough to let the prince know?

There was the soft sobbing of the prince next to his ear, and he was about to ask further questions when his eyes suddenly stopped, and he turned around holding the prince in his arms.

Before Yu Qing had time to react, there were sharp screams and the muffled sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

"The high priest is injured!"

"There are assassins assassinating the prince!"

In addition to the man's cold breath, the tip of the nose was mixed with the disgusting and pungent smell of blood. Yu Qing was stunned by the choking, her small face was a little sluggish because of panic, and there was a silly and ignorant breath.

He touched his hand down almost unconsciously.

Sure enough, he touched a sticky hand, and at the same time, blood dripped on the ground.