The stars are shining brightly, the night is as dark as ink, and there is a gentle breeze blowing by on the vast lakeshore, blowing the fragrance of rice.
A large stain of bright red blood was very disturbing in the quiet environment. Even the fragrance of the rice was contaminated by the blood. The fresh fragrance mixed with the blood became extremely monstrous, but it was far less than the expression of the man standing with his hands behind his back.
1. Arrogance, conceitedness, coldness, ruthlessness, and many complex expressions merged together. The handsome face that had accumulated royal blood for hundreds of years looked a bit ferocious, and the faint light of the new moon could not dispel the gloom on it.
"You still stubbornly believe that you can kill me?" His contemptuous tone was slightly sarcastic, and his cold eyes were directed at the weak and kneeling man on the ground.
A low chuckle sounded out, whether it was self-deprecating or sarcastic, the sound was like jade, but full of hatred: "Yi Chenxuan, as long as you live, I will not die. Sooner or later, your life will be mine!"
"I've raised you for so many years, and this is how you repay me? Jinyan, you really make me sad..." Yi Chenxuan raised his foot and pressed it against Su Jinyan's chin. Su Jinyan avoided it in disgust, her blue eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
, but could do nothing about this insult. Looking at Su Jinyan's dagger-like eyes, Yi Chenxuan's smile deepened: "Think about it, when you were a child, you were not even as good as a pig or a dog, who brought you back to the palace?
Who gave you food, drink, and who taught you this skill? I spent a lot of time, gold, silver, and energy on you, but you betrayed me and went to help Lao Qi... Ha, you are really born.
Poor bones."
When Su Jinyan mentioned the past, he bit his lower lip and tried to prevent himself from recalling it. However, those unbearable memories completely ignored his wishes and swept over him like a crazily tidal wave.
The fear of being chased around, the inexplicable joy when being led away by a handsomely dressed young man, the despair of falling from bliss to hell when facing a room full of appliances, and the moment when dignity and hope are completely crushed night after night...
...If it weren't for Yi Chenxuan, he might have died in a dirty mud puddle long ago, but he would rather have died more than ten years ago, rather than suffering countless days and nights of pain. Now, all that is left is bone-gnawing hatred.
Looking around at the corpses and broken limbs on the ground, Yi Chenxuan shook his head regretfully: "After you left, I only had a few people left. Although they can't defeat you together, they can always save my life at critical moments.
If they hadn't restrained you just now, how would I have had time to let you taste this long-lost taste? How about it, do you miss me?"
"Besides using despicable and despicable means like poison, what else can you do?" Su Jinyan tried her best to raise her head and stare at the gloating face. Su Jinyan barely supported her body with her trembling arms, biting her bloodless lips until they bled.
, that poisonous name.
After following Yi Chenxuan for many years, Su Jinyan still does not understand all of his poisons, with the exception of the pearl placed in the mouth of a dead person, which means that if you take it, you will be equivalent to death. Su Jinyan naturally understands this poison, because after so many years, he has
He is tortured and restrained by this poison all the time, and even though he hates him deeply, he cannot avenge his hatred. If Yi Chenxuan does not give him the antidote in time, he will be swallowed up by severe pain, and his internal organs will be tortured until his blood and gas are exhausted.
Die from exhaustion.
The funny thing is that even though he knew extremely well about it, he still forgot its existence at the most critical moment. He only blinked and managed to catch Yi Chenxuan's whereabouts and gain an advantage. However, he failed again due to a poisoning attack and became Yi Chenxuan.
The object of being teased and tortured at your feet.
Yi Chenxuan met Su Jinyan's gaze without fear, shook a small bottle in his hand, and threw it onto the blood-stained ground behind him.
"Actually, it's no wonder you're stupid. The poison is not that easy to remove. Although I don't know who helped you live for so long, the poison has penetrated into your skeletal texture. Even I can't completely remove it." Yi Chenxuan removed it from his waist again.
He took out a pill from his bag, shook it in front of Su Jinyan and threw it away a dozen steps away, "Looking at the love you have had for so many years with Cheng Huan, I will let you go this time. The antidote is right there."
, go get it yourself."
Turning her eyes to the pills in the blood and mud, Su Jinyan did not hesitate to crawl forward using her hands and feet, but halfway, Yi Chenxuan stepped on her back and stopped her from moving.
"Why are you so anxious? I have something to ask you." Yi Chenxuan knew that Su Jinyan had no strength to resist him at this time. He knelt down and gently stroked the face that was more delicate than a woman's face with his white palms, "Jinyan,
You should let me understand the reason. Why did you betray me to help Lao Qi? What benefits did he give you that are worth your life? "
Su Jinyan tried to avoid it, but after realizing that her struggle was in vain, she put down her hands and lay down in the mud with all her strength. She closed her eyes lightly with a sneer on her face: "No reason, I just want to kill you."
Yi Chenxuan curled his lips and refused to comment on the obvious lie. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and left.
"Look carefully with those beautiful eyes of yours, and see how Lao Qi was ruined and lost the one he loved. It won't take long for you to understand that not a single one of those who want to kill me will be left, and they will all go to hell."
"Hell..." Su Jinyan muttered to herself.
Lying on the ground to gather some strength, when the severe pain in her internal organs intensified again, Su Jinyan desperately crawled forward, touched the pills with dirty blood, and swallowed them wholeheartedly. The sky that had just rained was clear and clean, and the ground
A haggard and withered reflection was reflected in the water. Su Jinyan stared at the reflection for a long time without moving.
He is a human being, but his life is worse than that of a pig or a dog; he has martial arts skills, but he cannot even kill an ordinary person.
Shouldn't this kind of life be ended long ago?
Crawling at the bottom of darkness and filth to survive requires a lot of endurance. Half of this endurance comes from hatred and a strong desire for revenge, and the other half is a reason that few people know. The pain subsided, and Su Jinyan lay on the ground looking at the sky.
The stars twinkled, as if the man's eyes were looking at him for the first time, full of compassion, but without superior pity or sympathy.
"help me."
He still remembered that he was the one who stretched out his hand first, tightly grasping the corner of the man's clothes and begging.
In fact, he was not sure that the person would save him. Compared with him who was wearing a tattered skirt and covered in blood and flesh, that person was really an unreachable existence. He was noble and bright, and was the envy of many people.
How could anyone stoop down to help a foreign slave?
A strange thing happened when he was desperate. The man stopped and squatted in front of him without bending down. He put his warm palm on his forehead. His clean and gorgeous sleeves were soaked by the rain on the ground and stained black.
.
"Send him to the Imperial Physician's Mansion and let him fend for himself. It's the same thing if you save someone who is incapable of surviving."
You can't wait for someone to save you from the sea of misery, nor can you hope that someone will realize that you have to struggle on your own if you want to live, right? Su Jinyan clearly remembers that she was only nine years old when she first thought about such a profound question.
The man was not much older, but he had mature and tolerant eyes with bright eyes.
It was the first time that he couldn't stand Yi Chenxuan's torture and fled from the Yaoheng Palace. It was the first time that he abandoned his dignity and crouched like a waste in the pouring rain and asked for help. It was also the first time that he met that man, cold and handsome, indifferent and dazzling.
For Su Jinyan, that was the beginning of life becoming meaningful. From then on, she firmly remembered a person's name and identity and endured all the inhuman torture, just to help that person fulfill his wish and see him reveal his true self.
Despite his smile, only he still remembered the first encounter. From beginning to end, the man didn't even say a word to him.
Yi Chen, the seventh prince of Dayao, Yi Chen.
Because of him, life finally has meaning.
She closed her eyes tiredly, her body aching and weak as the pain gradually subsided. Su Jinyan knew that she would not die after taking the antidote, and she also understood that Yi Chenxuan's cruel nature would not allow him to die now. The demon-like man wanted him to see it with his own eyes
Watch Yi Chen collapse, and then easily destroy his will.
Then live on. It doesn't matter if you fail once, a hundred times, or ten thousand times, as long as there is still a chance.
For the sake of that person's success, he had to work harder.
It was already the afternoon of the next day when the Yaojun army discovered a pile of corpses and a pool of blood three miles outside the camp. Yi Chenxuan, who was supposed to be in the military camp, disappeared without a trace, leaving only a handwritten letter instructing the four old generals to continue the siege of the Zhao capital.
, and at the same time called on the soldiers to be calm and not to force the prince to make decisions too much.
Of course, this "call" will achieve no results and will only intensify conflicts.
The war between Yao and Zhao has been going on for nearly a month. Zhao's losses have been minimal, while Yao's casualties have exceeded 6,000, including more than 1,370 elite soldiers of the imperial capital. This makes the Yao army, which rarely suffers defeats, angry. At the cusp of the storm
The only person who remained motionless was Prince Dayao. Although Emperor Yao's imperial edict had arrived, the person who should make the choice had been procrastinating and refused to express his attitude. Yi Chen's inaction made the officers and soldiers of the Yao army very dissatisfied.
The unfamiliar soldiers encouraged and provoked, and a team of about a hundred people surrounded the tent where Yi Chen lived. They all held swords and halberds, and their faces were full of fierceness.
"Whose life is not life? Why should we die for the woman His Royal Highness likes?"
"Is a woman who surrendered to the enemy and treason worthy of such protection? Has His Highness the Crown Prince completely forgotten all the promises he made to the people?"
"Either write a letter of divorce or hand over the crown prince position to someone else. We don't want a man who is indifferent to watching soldiers die to be crown prince!"
Noises and curses surrounded the tent. No matter how hard Qiao Erhe tried to persuade him, the angry soldiers refused to leave, insisting on forcing Yi Chen to give a reply. The riot lasted for about half an hour, and the onlookers became more and more angry.
As they came closer, the curtain was suddenly opened. Yi Chen, who was neatly dressed in red clothes and silver armor, held his helmet in one hand and walked out of the tent calmly.
"What would you do if the person being protected in the city was your wife?" He asked in a calm tone, turning the noise into silence in an instant. When you see the troublemaker, you look at me and I don't know how to answer you.
Yi Chen moved his lips and raised a quiet smile: "Qi Ge is a wife worthy of my pride. She has never done anything to regret Yao Guo, let alone me. I will never write a divorce letter in this life.
Plant something. You can scold or beat you all you want. I will shoulder the responsibility of a husband to protect his wife, and I will also do what a prince should do. If I want to attack the city, I am willing to be a vanguard general, and I will not regret being wrapped in horse leather and stained with blood.