Feeling that the force pressing on his cheek gradually increased, Wu Xiaoming ignored the burning pain and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, please, please speak."
At this time, he no longer had the arrogance and pride he had before.
"The first thing is to bring me all my mother's belongings, especially her favorite earring."
"Yeah!" Wu Xiaoming nodded hurriedly.
"The second thing is that I had a personal maid named Xiao Pei before. I know that after that day, she was imprisoned in Yeting Palace. Bring her here. If I go to Persia, I will take her with me."
Wu Xiaoming agreed in his mouth, but at this moment, there was an extremely resentful thought in his heart: "You just taught me a lesson, right? Then you will never see this Xiao Pei again! I will kill this girl, and then find someone else."
As soon as you shirk the excuse, just say that he died a long time ago, let me see what you can do to me!"
Wu Xiaoming was feeling extremely happy in his heart, thinking about how to torture the maid named Xiao Pei so that he could vent his anger on Chu Yan. At this time, he heard Chu Yan's voice suddenly approaching.
"Eunuch Wu, if I find that Xiao Pei is missing even one hair when he comes back, the third thing I will do is ask you to be executed Ling Chi."
"Hiss—" Wu Xiaoming suddenly took a breath of cold air, and his heart almost slipped out of his large intestine.
The other party actually guessed what I was thinking right away!
At this moment, Wu Xiaoming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. With a bang, he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body was like a cannonball, flying straight up. He hit the wall again and fell.
When he returned to the ground, he felt pain as if his internal organs were splitting apart, making him curl up into a shrimp, with tears and mucus pouring out.
Vaguely, Wu Xiaoming heard the sound of Chu Yan gradually walking away.
"By the way, Eunuch Wu, I don't want to see you again. I really hate your old face."
"Chu Yan!" Wu Xiaoming was so angry that he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. The hatred in his heart could not be washed away even by pouring water from all over the world.
But after a long time, he gradually loosened his fist and let out a sigh of relief.
He probably couldn't avenge this revenge. When facing Chu Yan, Wu Xiaoming only felt that he was an ant, even though the other party had been imprisoned for a full year in the deepest part of this terrifying prison.
time.
The other party did not kill him, not because he did not dare to kill, but because he was too lazy to kill.
He originally thought that he had soared into the sky, but in fact, in the eyes of others, he was still like an ant. When he thought of this, Wu Xiaoming's inner humiliation could not be described in words.
Wearing a black cloak, he walked out of the dark entrance of the Abyss Prison and stood in the sun again. When he breathed, the smell of coldness and corruption was no longer the smell of fresh air, Chu Yan looked up at the sky.
, squinting his eyes.
"Persia's marriage was probably Uslanma's idea. If I destroy your capital, why do you want to save me, or do you want me to owe you a favor for this?"
After pondering for a moment, Chu Yan shook his head and walked down the mountain.
The carriage to pick him up had been waiting for a long time.
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The bright moon hung high, and it was already midnight.
Although Chu Yan was restored to his status as a prince, there was already a newly appointed prince in the East Palace, and his status was sensitive. He would leave the city at dawn and go to Persia. It was not suitable to choose another residence, so he was arranged to live in the palace.
Inside a long-abandoned mansion outside the city.
From walking out of the Abyss Demon Prison to entering the mansion, all he came into contact with was a small official responsible for his trip.
A year ago, no matter where Chu Yan appeared, he would clear the way with a guard of honor, and hundreds of officials would come to see him. The momentum and pomp at that time was probably only matched by the current emperor in the entire Nanyuan County.
It was late summer and early autumn, and at night, there was a hint of coolness in the air. In this unpopular, dark mansion, it was even more chilly and uncomfortable.
In the bedroom, Chu Yan's body was soaked in the hot water of the barrel, his arms were leaning on the edge of the barrel, and he was lost in thought. There was a creak from the door, and a moment later, a soft little face came in.
, timidly said: "Your Highness."
A faint smile appeared on Chu Yan's face.
Instead of the vague smile when facing Wu Xiaoming, his smile now had a touch of warmth.
"Come in, the water is almost cold."
"Yeah!" The girl was startled, hurriedly opened the door and walked in with a bucket of hot water.
When she saw that the water in Chu Yan's wooden barrel was still steaming, the girl couldn't help but pouted her lips and glared at Chu Yan angrily: "Your Highness has lied to me again, the water is obviously still hot."
Through the mist, Chu Yan saw the drunken girl's face.
I haven't seen him for a year. This girl named Xiao Pei looks much thinner and thinner. However, she is taller than Chu Yan remembered, and her body bones are also longer. She is wearing an emerald green skirt.
The skirt seems angry, happy, shy and timid, and the temperament that is ready to blossom and conquer the country has already begun to appear, making people's hearts flutter.
Before this, I probably never thought that when I was eleven years old, when I was pacifying the Northwest Rebellion, the skinny little girl I saved from the rebels would be so graceful and tall now.
"It's really cold. If you don't believe me, try it." Chu Yan suddenly stood up from the barrel.
"Oops!" Xiao Pei's cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, but with the barrel in her hand, she suddenly seemed to be in a hurry.
Chu Yan ignored her, directly stopped her, picked her up, and then the two of them soaked in the hot water together.
Xiao Pei struggled slightly in Chu Yan's arms. Suddenly, he hugged Chu Yan's neck and hugged Chu Yan tightly. His body began to tremble and tears fell down: "Your Highness is back, Xiao Pei
I'm so happy. Xiao Pei always thought that he would never see His Highness again. Xiao Pei thought for a lot of time that if he didn't get any more news from His Highness, he would not live anymore."
Feeling the cold body of the girl in his arms gradually warming up, and listening to the girl whispering softly, Chu Yan gently held her shoulders and remained silent.
At this time, she is the only one who is still willing to be by his side.
The autumn leaves are as cold as ice springs, the large abandoned house, and the small room, an atmosphere called mutual affection is slowly brewing.
After a long time, Xiao Pei exclaimed softly, sat up from Chu Yan's arms, and stammered: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment, the things you asked for before have been delivered, Xiao Pei is here now.
Go get it for you."
The soaked dress clung to her body, outlining the girl's exquisite figure. Feeling Chu Yan's gaze, Xiao Pei's cheeks were as red as fire.
"Go ahead, wipe yourself clean, don't catch a cold." Chu Yan smiled, his eyes still unblinking.
Well, when I rescued her, she was only nine years old and a dry little girl. Now she is fourteen years old.