The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

Xiao Yan was speechless as he watched the opponent whispering like a lunatic. His hand suddenly tightened his grip on the sword blade, and the sword instantly pierced his flesh. He pushed the blade forward, while Xiao Qiyang kept shaking his head and retreating, murmuring: "Don't Force me, don’t force me..."

Until Xiao Qiyang leaned on the dragon chair and was forced to sit directly on it, staring at him blankly.

Xiao Yanyu took a deep breath and stabbed the sword blade into his chest. Blood instantly sprayed on Xiao Qiyang's face and the dragon chair, but the other party didn't even scream in pain.

Xiao Qiyang's pupils were shaking and he lost his voice: "..."

Xiao Yanyu breathed out, smiled and kept moving forward. The sword blade slowly pierced him, but he was not in a hurry to die, but kept talking, "Ninth brother, do you know?"

"You are very beautiful, like a little sun, you are around me every day. You are as flamboyant as a cat. Sometimes when you feel wronged, you come to me as soon as possible and say, 'Fifth brother, they bullied me again.' talk."

"Every time, it's useless for me to say I dislike you, but I teach you a lesson."

"At first, I ignored you because you were the son of the queen. But I had such a deep impression on you, haha... because you made a fool of yourself on the first day..."

...

a decade ago.

In front of the cold palace, Xiao Yanyu was dressed simply and had a gloomy face. He looked at the dilapidated houses and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. Suddenly his stomach growled with hunger.

He held his stomach tightly, pursed his lips, looked at the weeds on the ground and swallowed. Seeing that there was no one around, he thought about going forward and grabbing a few.

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound from behind.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Xiao Yanyu turned around nervously and saw a Fuwa dumpling in red lying on the ground, with his face smashed on the ground. The bun in his hand rolled forward and was stained with dust.

Xiao Qiyang stretched out his little hand and said quickly: "I'm fine! I'm used to falling! But don't look at me, because I have a nosebleed."

Xiao Yanyu: "..."

"Wait for me to wipe it!" Xiao Qiyang put his head in his hands, took out a handkerchief and quickly wiped the nosebleed, but because he fell to the ground, the blood flowed more and more.

Xiao Yanyu had no choice but to step forward and help him up. Although he didn't know who this silly boy was, he was so silly that it was in his eyes.

"Head up."

"Oh." Xiao Qiyang raised his head obediently, but did not wait for the other party to wipe it for him. He looked doubtfully: "Aren't you going to wipe it for me?"

"I tell you to look up." Xiao Yanyu said impatiently.

"Oh..." Xiao Qiyang pouted and raised his head again, but did not wait to wipe it.

Xiao Yanyu hugged her chest, looked at him funny, and said, "Am I familiar with you? Instead of asking me to wipe it for you, it's better to stop bleeding once it's gone."

Xiao Qiyang suddenly felt aggrieved. He wiped it with a handkerchief and pointed at the steamed buns on the ground, saying: "Here you eat! I saw that you were staring at the imperial dining room and not leaving, with a 'foodie' look in your eyes." , I know you are greedy!"

"I was also hungry, but only the steamed buns were ready in the kitchen at that time. I originally brought four steamed buns, but because I was so unlucky... one was taken away by a dog, and the other tripped while passing by a pond. The fish is gone, and I’ll give you one more.”

Xiao Yanyu, who had been suppressing laughter, was stunned when he heard this, "For someone?"

"At that time, a servant helped me up. Seeing his kindness, I gave him steamed buns as a tip!" The more Xiao Qiyang thought about it, the more he felt that he was kind-hearted and knew how to repay kindness, so he was enjoying himself there.

But Xiao Yanyu was speechless. Who is a smart person who gives steamed buns as a tip?

Xiao Qiyang said helplessly: "You saw the last one, it rolled on the ground and couldn't be eaten..."

As soon as he finished speaking, both of their stomachs growled.

Xiao Qiyang was okay, he patted his belly and signaled, "Stop barking!"

But Xiao Yanyu turned red, it was so embarrassing.

When the scene finally changed, two young children were squatting at the door of Leng Palace, holding the steamed buns and dusting them off. Xiao Yanyu divided them in half and gave the extra to Xiao Qiyang.

Xiao Qiyang quickly took it and said, "Wow, all the dust on it is gone. You made it so clean!"

Xiao Yanyu quickly took a bite of the steamed bun which was still warm and said, "I'm used to it."

Xiao Qiyang also took a bite and chewed it without disgust.

This surprised Xiao Yanyu, "You don't dress simply and you are used to eating steamed buns?"

"Of course!" Xiao Qiyang said proudly: "I am a foodie, there is nothing in heaven or earth that I cannot eat!"

Xiao Yanyu thought for a moment, "Why are you so unlucky?"

Xiao Qiyang suddenly felt lonely, "I don't know... maybe it's innate."

It was rare to see this blustering silly boy sad, so Xiao Yanyu stopped asking and changed the subject: "Which concubine are you the son of? Who is the eldest?"

"Old nine! Nine is a good number. In the little books outside, nine is basically the protagonist, hehe." Xiao Qiyang patted his chest and looked at the sky, already imagining flying freely in the air.

He didn't notice at all that Xiao Yanyu's smile gradually disappeared, and the joy in his eyes cooled down. He said "oh", turned away and stopped talking, chewing on the bun like wax.

The Ninth Prince, Xiao Qiyang.He was born with a strange phenomenon and was rumored to be unknown. Few people in the entire palace liked to play with him.

It was the Queen's child, the son of her mother-killing enemy.

...

In the main hall, Xiao Yanyu came closer, and the sword blade was gradually about to pierce his chest. His hands were stained with blood, and he touched Xiao Qiyang's cheek, rubbed the blood on it, and murmured: "And that time I taught you archery... You are obviously so stupid, but I took the trouble to teach you over and over again...it's so awesome that you still call me Fifth Brother stupidly."

...

When I was about fifteen years old.

Xiao Yanyu was tall and tall, with sharp eyes. He raised his bow and arrow, aimed at the target accurately, and shot out suddenly, "Swish——"

Hit the bullseye!

But Xiao Yanyu was not happy, because he was looking forward to shooting through the target, but unfortunately he was not strong enough and had to practice again.

He started to shoot the second arrow, and just as he was about to shoot it, suddenly there was an exclamation from beside him, "Fifth brother is awesome! I want to learn too!"

The peaceful environment was suddenly shattered by the noise. Xiao Yanyu was so frightened that he lost his balance. The arrow flew away and landed three meters away.

"..."

And the culprit became disappointed, "Huh? Fifth brother, is your archery skill random?"

Xiao Yanyu took a deep breath, looked back at Xiao Qiyang, and said: "Ninth brother, remember to bring a sealing sticker next time you come. If you don't speak, you will be mute."

"Hmm!" Xiao Qiyang covered his mouth tightly, nodded repeatedly, raised his finger and pointed at the bow and arrow, then pointed at himself, with starry eyes.

"I won't teach you." Xiao Yanyu narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, "You can find a place to play in the mud quietly by yourself."

"But I just came here after playing!" Xiao Qiyang shook his head and opened his outer robe, revealing the dirty clothes underneath, as if a pig had rolled around.

Xiao Yanyu took a deep breath and almost ran out of breath, "Then why don't you continue to stay in the mud? Then you don't have to appear in front of me, and you don't have to dirty my eyes."

Xiao Qiyang said angrily: "Xiao Yanyu! Are you scolding me!?"

Xiao Yanyu frowned: "No matter how big or small, I call you Fifth Brother."