Si Tian Guan

    The sedan chair parked on the side of the street was opened a crack, and the people inside waited impatiently.

    The servant was still talking to the person inside at the threshold, leaving only a back view for him.

    After a while, the servant finally came back with a trot, leaned over and said, "Your Highness, Shizi is not at home, neither is Xiao Qu."

    "Who are you bluffing!" Mu Jingzhao shouted, "Where did he go in the morning?"

    "Back to the lord, said that the eldest son went out the day before yesterday, and has not come back until now. Brother Xiao Qu is really not at home."

    "I just came back from the hunting ground, and I don't take a break." Mu Jingzhao became hoarse and said to himself: "It's been more than two days, what is Zhongming doing? Even Xiao Shenzhou Not here, Chongming this beast! Where did you take people to play?"

    Today, the sedan chair was quickly lifted up and turned back and forth along the way, before going out two streets, the sedan chair slowly stopped, and the next person came to the window and whispered : "My lord, it's the prince!"

    Mu Jingzhao lifted the curtain and went out, seeing Liu Chongming coming on horseback not far ahead.

    Liu Chongming, as if he didn't know what he was looking at, got off his horse and cupped his hands: "The lord asked me so early? Do you want to drink?"

    Mu Jingzhao is no longer in the mood to chat with him, his eyes are wide open, and his tongue is knotted: "This...this..."

    Liu Chongming followed his gaze, then looked behind him together, smiled lightly and happily, and shook the rope in his hand: "Is your lord looking at this?"

     Can't stand still.

    Even if he didn't see those eyes, Mu Jingzhao could recognize who he was just from the outline of his body, and he couldn't help being horrified.

    "Chongming, what are you doing! This...isn't this a small sinking boat?"

    Hearing King Ning's voice, Qu Chenzhou seemed to have caught the life-saving straw, struggled to stand up, and pleaded hoarsely: "My lord... help..."

     Before he finished speaking, Liu Chongming sneered.

    The blood splashed when the whip was raised.

    Mu Jingzhao took a step back in fright, only to realize that the whip did not land anywhere else, but only hit Qu Shenzhou's leg.

    Although he didn't know how long Qu Chenzhou was dragged like this, he could only see how his legs were stained with blood, and there was no injury.

    "Chongming, Chongming, look..." He was so panicked that he didn't know whether to help someone, or to intercede first: "How can you do this? What a mistake, how can you be so cruel , if you don't want it, give it to me!"

    "Your Majesty wants it?" Liu Chongming sneered, his hand suddenly forced, he dragged the person to the ground, his toes touched Qu Chenzhou's lower jaw, and asked, "Your Majesty likes this face Is it?"

    "I like it! I like it!"

    Mu Jingzhao raised her eyebrows with joy, and thought that there was some discussion, but she saw Liu Chongming was still smiling, moved his steps, and slowly stepped on Qu Shenzhou's scarred legs.

    "It looks like a fairy, if it really flies away like a fairy, there will be nothing left, why not..."

    Qu Chenzhou fell to the ground, not aware of the pain of the wound being sharpened by the sole of the shoe, he felt the foot suddenly exert force, and a sharp groan rushed out almost immediately, but it twitched like a spasm, painful He opened his mouth in vain, but made no sound.

    "Chongming, don't...give me...why..."

    "Slave...death..."

    He lowered his head and struggled uncontrollably. He didn't know whether he was awake or faint.

    The two above their heads said something, only Liu Chongming's sneer was very clear.

    "I was too indulgent to him before... I should ask him to remember... His life and death are mine..."

    The strength of stepping on his legs was removed, and before Qu Chenzhou could recover from the pain, someone dragged him up from left and right.

    Behind him was King Ning's babble, and in front of him came an unfamiliar voice.

    "Sir!"

    "Well," Liu Chongming's voice was cold and unfamiliar: "Let's start."

    Qu Chenzhou was dragged all the way back from Shili Pavilion, stumbled, and had completely lost the strength to struggle and resist. When something hits, he wakes up in horror.

    This is the one he is most familiar with since childhood.

    The bench of the Control Division. The slaves whose brand does not fall on their shoulders are greeted with this thing.

    The sound of iron objects stirring and tumbling in the brazier is as terrible as blood boiling in hell.

    "No...don't..."  Qu Chenzhou finally understood what a terrible thing was about to begin.

    That is the fear etched in my bones.

    He struggled desperately, but his legs were quickly tied to the bench, and someone was pressing his shoulders.

    The waist was cold, and the clothes had been lifted.

    "No! Remind! Please...don't..."

     A slap in the face slapped him fiercely: "Presumptuous! Who will allow you to call the prince by name!"

    The burning pain in his cheek, but he couldn't suppress his fear at all - he couldn't lose that birthmark, he needed the shelter there, that was his backbone.

    But before he could scream again, the person in front of him grabbed his hair and pulled it back, and stuck a sackcloth in his mouth.

    "Sir, which word?"

      .

    Qu Chenzhou suddenly tensed his body, straightened his neck desperately, and there was a faint quivering cry in the heart-piercing muffled pain in his throat.

    He can no longer control his lucidity, his past life and present life are confused into a mess, and countless voices stir in his mind as if going crazy, tearing his internal organs.

    —Shen Zhouer, it is my blessing to be favored by you.

    —Shen Zhou, I will treat you better.

    —I promise you, I will save you from being lonely, free from wandering, and free from nothing.

    —Shen Zhouer, wait for me to marry you.

    —trust me, I won't break my word.

    Qu Chenzhou used all his strength to scream, but was blocked into a muffled sound.

    The soldering iron seemed to be rooted on the back of the waist.

    The blindfold was wet, I don't know if it was sweat or tears.

      on the bench.

    A crisp sound is close at hand. It was he who listened to the promises of the two worlds.

    But the sound was fleeting.

    The sound of footsteps approached quickly, and reached out and tore off the jade pendant hanging around his neck.

    "Bitch! You don't deserve it!"

    Qu Chenzhou raised his head feebly, but only heard the sound of the jade pendant shattering on the stone, and the flying fragments slashed on his face, and he could no longer feel the pain.

    The jade bell dinged, I don't know where it went, and there was no trace.

    He desperately tried to open his eyes to see clearly, but finally lowered his head and passed out.

    In autumn and winter, it was late in the morning, before dawn, Liu Chongming went out.

    On the road from the paddock to the capital, he couldn't leave his sister, so even if he was anxious about Baishiyan's whereabouts, he had to rush back first.

    Uncle led the troops out, he and aunt both decided to hide it first, so as not to disturb the morale of the army.

    As soon as he returned to the capital, Baishilei immediately set off to the paddock to find people, and he also dispatched all available personnel.

    Now there is only one aunt in the family, he just takes a look and can't rest assured.

    It was so early, Madam Bai was still sitting by the window, and in such a cold weather, with the window open, she saw Liu Chongming, waved her hand, and smiled calmly.

    Compared with the aunt who is so refreshing on weekdays, this calmness only makes Liu Chongming's nose sour.

    He is a coward, he dare not say that he believed in the wrong person and hurt Shi Yan.

    "Sometimes a gentleman said that Shi Yan has a long life and he will be fine," but his aunt comforted him: "Go do your thing, Shi Yan has news, I will You will be notified."

    In fact, they all prepared for the worst.

    Liu Chongming tried his best to hide his grief, accompanied his aunt to have breakfast, and hugged his cousin who was still in swaddling clothes.

    Before leaving, my aunt stopped him.

    "Chongming, if you've been too busy recently, you don't have to run on both sides. I'm sitting alone, and I can't help but think wildly, ask Shen Zhou to come and accompany me."

    He was stagnant in his chest, then turned around after a long while, and replied with a smile: "Shen Zhou has been sick these days. When he is well, I will ask him to come and see you."

    Then, as if fleeing, got into the carriage.

    Fortunately, on the side of the elder sister in the palace, the father was willing to take the initiative to take the initiative to take care of him secretly, and then he received a secret letter from Mu Jingchen.

    With the movements of Concubine Xian and Jingchen, there is no need to worry about my sister.

    Fang Wuyang lent the man from the dark hall to him to prop up the facade. It should not be a problem within a few months, and by that time, the whereabouts of Shi Yan should also be known.

    Not long after the carriage passed, it stopped in front of Camp Splendid.

    Liao Guangming died, but none of the major and minor events in the Camp Splendid stopped.

    The emperor seemed to casually mention it and asked him, an idler, to come and help him deal with it.

    Since he took the first step in the Camp Splendid, there have been new considerations in the eyes of countless people around him—although he didn’t say it clearly, everyone knew that the next owner of Camp Splendid would be who is it.

    Liu Chongming is not short of money and means. With Xu Ziwen working in Jinxiu Camp for so many days, he knows who should stay, who should be kept, and who should be driven out.

    It was all right.

    Just when Xu Ziwen quietly sent him a few special secret letters, he couldn't help but red eyes.

    Ling He sits firmly in the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He used to be so stubborn and uncompromising, but now he is a lot more sophisticated in the eyes of outsiders. .

    Rong Jiu'an was very talented. He used to be aloof and indifferent.

    I don't know how many people watch him go up and down as if they are watching the fun, and take it as a joke.

    As if a mass of mud smugly swallowed the beautiful jade.

    These two people stand in different positions, but they also encapsulate all the intricate links and clues of all aspects of China in these secret letters.

    Even Jiang Xingzhi, who was beside King Qi, seemed impatient but delivered the message in detail.

    The letter mentions

    —Ren Rui successfully captured the heads of dozens of former Liequ residents in the paddock, which won the emperor's praise, but he was most aware of the indiscriminate killing of innocent people under the command of King Qi.

    —Unfortunately, he did not see the appearance of those old people, nor did he ask for more clues from King Qi.

    —Ren Rui is at the time of the spring breeze. If Liu Chongming can take this opportunity to dig out what King Qi has done in the past, it is likely to be an important step to overthrow King Qi.

    Liu Chongming read these secret letters repeatedly, Ling He, Rong Jiu'an, Jiang Xingzhi, Fang Wuyang, and even Jingchen... All these people are because of one person, standing by his side.

    He didn't want to think about it, and couldn't help but think, that person once worked so hard for him, once died for him, he shouldn't hate him, but he can't help but hate him.

    Such a bright and magnificent viper had already corroded him.

    They may really be wrongs in the past life, Qu Chenzhou also really hates him, hates him so much, so much love and reluctance, and then takes everything mercilessly .

    Leave him an empty shell that can't think, wish he could smash himself.

    Liu Chongming knew that he should settle down, and found a clue in these many intertwined and complicated clues, but every word seemed to write the name of Qu Chenzhou, all of which were indifferent to Qu Chenzhou A passionate, sly, mocking face.

    And Shiraishiyan's **** corpse.

    Maybe it was just one step away. He stared blankly at his shadow on the desk, and his face was wet.

    He was just one step away from going crazy.

    In a daze, I don't know how the day went, and I don't know when I left the Camp Splendid, only that when I returned to the other courtyard, the lanterns outside the door were already lit.

    Red and festive.

    Liu Chongming walked into the inner courtyard, and the steward brought the clothes that he had prepared. He stretched out his hand and wore such bright colors for the first time.

    The big day should be red.

    The bedroom is also full of festive colors, from the table and chairs to the mattress, a new look.

    Two bowl-sized red candles make the cold winter gentle.

    Someone was waiting for him on the bed.

    The author has something to say:    Come early tomorrow, between six and seven, you understand