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Chapter 50 The little liar lies again

"I, I said, it's Ma Chaoyang!"

Chang Wenting was in excruciating pain. The long arrow kept spinning in his eyes, and his entire eyeball had been shattered by the long arrow. The pain made him feel dizzy and about to faint.

After Chang Wenting explained everything about the Guanzhou Dam, Xiao Fengan sent someone forward to take the person under custody.

"Your Highness, your injury."

He looked at the injuries on Chu Yan's body and said something. Chu Yan raised his hand to indicate that it was okay. This injury could not kill him.

"Ask the people behind them. Ma Chaoyang cannot handle such a big game by himself."

Chu Yan closed his eyes and said that after Cui Ying gave him the book of travels on mountains and seas, he had already thought of what happened next, so he sent a letter to Ying Dong at that time and asked Ying Dong to prepare a countermeasure.

This prevented the flooding of Guanzhou from happening.

It's just that the wave of assassins encountered during the investigation were well-trained and deadly in their moves, and they didn't look like someone like Chang Wenting, a idiot like him, would arrange for them.

It doesn't matter whether it's the ruthless King Rui, King Liang who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, or Emperor Qi who wishes he could die in Dongyi Kingdom, everyone wants his life.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I have found someone!"

Wei Qicai came over in the rain and was shocked when he saw the injuries on Chu Yan's body. Then he hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"It doesn't matter, just leave the person to Xiao Fengan."

As early as when he came to Guanzhou, Chu Yan sent a letter to Wei Qicai. Wei Qicai was a loyal minister and had met Chu Yan. There was no need to hide it from him, so Chu Yan arranged other things for him.

Wei Qicai nodded and watched Chu Yan go out.

Cheng Chong held the umbrella above his head. Chu Yan paused, and then took out a clean handkerchief from his arms. He took it from Cui Ying. Rather than taking it, it was better to say that it was his own handkerchief. Robbed.

Thinking of her expression of being angry but afraid to speak, Chu Yan found it a bit funny.

"Your Highness, there is something."

Cheng Chong looked at the smile on Chu Yan's face, and then thought about the letter from the secret guard just now. He hesitated to speak. When Chu Yan saw his appearance, his smile dropped: "Say."

"Miss Cui was taken away by Cui Xu."

"Your Highness!"

Blood sprayed on the steps. The last moment Chu Yan's sight disappeared, he could only hear Cheng Chong's panicked voice and Xiao Fengan's hurried footsteps.

She was always like this, always wanting to run as far away as possible, as long as she didn't stay by his side, she would go anywhere.

Little liar, lied to him again.
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The rain was pattering outside the window, and the wick inside the house was burning and making a faint sound. Cui Ying sat on the edge of the bed with her head propped up. Fortunately, she was back here again, otherwise she would not have dared to think about the consequences.

When she returned to the small courtyard, Cheng Chong was looking for her with the black-armored guards. Only then did she realize that the chaos in the government office was just a cover-up, and it was just to lure out those people.

Chang Wenting was sacked, the cancer in Guanzhou was uprooted by Chu Xan, and many people involved in this matter could not escape.

But Cui Ying didn't expect Chu Yan's injuries to be so serious. She had never seen him lying here, looking so fragile.

When she turned her head to look at Chu Yan lying on the bed, the man also opened his eyes. When he saw Cui Ying, his eyes became clear for a moment. Before Cui Ying could react, he took Cui Ying's hand and pulled her away. Got to bed.

The bead curtain on the bed swayed with his movements. He supported her neck with one hand, then opened his mouth and bit her collarbone. Cui Ying screamed in pain.

"fraud."

Two very light words, like feathers, brushed across her ears. He closed his eyes and buried his head on her chest, smelling the delicious jasmine fragrance on her body, and felt at ease.

No one knew that in the dream, he experienced those things again. He was abandoned by everyone, his mother abandoned him, and he didn't want him. Even Cui Ying, the only person he could hold, didn't want him.

No, maybe, he has never been able to hold her, like wind, mist, and dust, even if he holds his hand tightly, it will drift away from his fingers.

"Cui Ying, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Don't leave anymore."

Chu Xan called her name with infinite affection, and Cui Ying felt the force biting his collarbone gradually weaken. He lay back down again, eyes closed tightly, as if the scene that just happened was just a dream. She stood up and stood beside the bed, reached out and touched his forehead. Fortunately, there was no fever.

Thinking of what he just said that was almost gibbering, Cui Ying laughed at herself: "His Highness will never give me what I want."

It was just a use, and she took everything on her.

Cui Ying wanted to leave, but Chu Yan held her hand and refused to let go. In desperation, Cui Ying had to sit down again. She was so angry that she reached out and pinched his face. This time, he did not resist.

The warmth in the interlocked palms dispelled a lot of the haze in Chu Yan's dream.

The little boy stood in the Zichen Hall, listening to him say, "Chu Yan, I hate you so much." '

He didn't understand, wasn't the person in front of him his father?
Didn’t Empress Zhao say that the emperor’s father loved his mother and the queen the most, and he also loved himself the most?

But why did he say that he hated himself? Xiao Chuyan didn't understand why he heard the word hate from his father's mouth.

Later, he was sent to the Dongyi Kingdom as a hostage of the defeated country. The people of the Dongyi Kingdom took pleasure in humiliating him all day long. He lived the most embarrassing ten years, without dignity, like a dog.

'Only those who don't want them will be sent as protons. '

'You killed your mother, and your father doesn't love you at all. '

'Chu Yan, you are a bitch who has a mother but not a mother. '

'What are you looking at, mad dog. '

No matter how much he wanted to forget, these words would always come out and linger in his ears. He, Chu Yan, was just a mad dog.

Cui Ying watched Chu Yan's brows frowning more and more, and he tightened his grip on her hand. She was woken up by the force. Seeing how uneasy he looked even in his sleep, Cui Ying endured her sleepiness and approached him.

She reached out and patted him gently, humming intermittent songs.

The candlelight in the room swayed, reflecting her on the wall. She opened her eyes to look at him for a moment and then closed them again. The girl leaned next to him, her movements as gentle as if he were some fragile treasure.

It was at this moment that Chu Yan woke up. He looked down and saw the hands of the two of them holding each other. He saw her eyes closed and humming a song.

That was the first time, except for the virtuous concubine who had taken care of him since childhood, that someone had coaxed him with such a child-like song.

He was never anyone's treasure, and no one wanted to love him for a long time.

But at this moment, she was willing to hold him in her hands and become the loved one for once.

"If lies can come true, I would rather be deceived by you for the rest of my life."

It's a pity that dreams wake up when dawn comes. What's false will always be false and can never become true.

Chu Yan raised his hand and landed on Cui Ying's head. She was best behaved only when she was asleep.

When Cui Ying woke up the next day, for some reason, she was lying next to Chu Yan, with her hand still on the wound on his chest. She hurriedly got up, but accidentally pressed his wound.

The man groaned, opened his eyes and looked at the instigator: "Yingying feels lonely and has lived for too long?"

Cui Ying looked at the oozing blood and didn't care about anything else. She lifted the quilt and was about to get out: "I'm going to get medicine for His Highness."

The corners of Chu Yan's lips curled up, and he took the person into his arms again and closed his eyes: "If you can't die, just sleep a little longer."

"But His Highness's injury."

"If Yingying can't sleep, do you do something else?"

After he finished speaking, Cui Ying stopped moving and slept with Chu Yan until midnight.

　"No one loves me for a long time, and I have never been anyone's treasure. Loving is hard, and being loved is even harder."

　　I won’t scold you today, bitch man.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)