The tall and thin man followed Rong Chen closely and jumped into the backyard of Yihongyuan. Several hens at his feet were frightened and ran away clucking.

The backyard of Yihongyuan is full of dilapidated bungalows where servants live. At this time, most of them are busy in the front hall, and there is almost no one there.

The light was dim, and only three or two bungalows had lights.

Under the illumination of the torch, the tall and thin man discovered that the blood-stained path had branched.

One leads to the front hall of Yihongyuan, while the other leads to a small bungalow in front.

The tall and thin man quietly followed the blood trail to the door. He saw that the wooden door was locked, and a chair was placed against the wall. A half-dead hen was hung upside down on the back rail of the chair, with a cut on its neck and a large head. Rushing down, blood was dripping into the copper basin.

Men and women whispered and laughed in the room.

The tall and thin man became suspicious, pierced the window paper with his finger, and looked inside.

Clothes were scattered on the ground in a mess, and a woman was lying on her side on the bed, with her back to him, her shoulders half exposed, and the rest was covered by a floral quilt.

"Oh, damn you, you are really impatient, you can't let me stew the chicken first." The woman smiled sweetly.

The man didn't say anything, he just stretched out his bare arms and held her back, as if kissing her.

It seemed that the blood stains in front of the door were really left by killing the chicken.

Unintentionally watching the man and woman having sex, the tall and lanky man left quickly and followed another trail of blood.

Hearing the footsteps walking away, the woman in the room took a long breath, sat up, and straightened her collar with a slightly red face.

The man also took off one sleeve, probably because he was embarrassed to be bare-armed and wanted to put it on, but this action made him frown.

He gritted his teeth and muffled the moan in his throat.

"Rong Chen, don't... it will leave more blood." The woman dissuaded him.

Rong Chen slowly lay down, with the flying knife still stuck deep in his left back, and the bright red blood had dyed all the surrounding clothes red.

The flickering candlelight reflected on that pale face, and the light sweat on his forehead shimmered. His sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his dark eyes were filled with forbearance and calmness, like a deep pool with no bottom.

"Just now, I offended you."

"Stop talking about that."

The woman pressed the handkerchief on the wound to help him stop the bleeding, but to no avail, the blood still poured out like spring water.

"No, I will find a doctor for you."

She hurriedly got out of bed and was about to run out, but her wrist was grabbed by Rong Chen.

"Yulang, don't go. That person might still be nearby. If you see the doctor coming with the medicine box, you will definitely find Rong."

"But you will die if you do this." Tears welled up in Sanyu's eyes.

Xiaoyu is actually Sanyu.

That day, Sanyu was expelled from the palace and wandered the streets feeling confused.

Soon he was targeted by a group of local ruffians who wanted to capture him and send him to Wang Jun for reward.

He ran away, but the men pursued him and he was forced into a dead end.

Maybe he was too famous and good-looking, so those local gangsters couldn't hold back their itch and pushed him to the ground, wanting to have a taste of it first.

He struggled, but it was useless, and finally gave up, thinking that it would be better to die like this.

At this time, a heroic man fell from the sky.

The man was about the same age as him, but he was very skilled. He beat away the gangsters and killed a few of them.

Seeing the corpse on the ground, Sanyu was frightened and curled up into a ball, his legs shaking so much that he couldn't walk.

The man put his cloak on him and helped him leave the bloody place.

He said his name was Rong Chen, Rong of Tolerance, Chen of Xingchen.

Only then did San Yu realize that besides King Xi, there was someone who could save him in this world.

But he only loves King Xi.

King Xi asked him to leave Bianjing, but how could he want to leave King Xi forever.

That night, Liu Qingyan's persuasion gave him hope again. At least he knew that King Xi didn't really hate him, but he just couldn't take care of him anymore.

But in Bianjing, without the protection of King Xi, there were people everywhere who coveted him.

Actors are untouchables, even if they leave the Jiaofangsi.

He didn't want to become the plaything of the powerful, so he found a place in a brothel, gave Lao Jiu some money, and disguised himself as a woman to hide.

Rong Chen would come over to see him sometimes, to help him deal with some people who bullied him, or to do some work for him, but he was taciturn and never mentioned his identity. Sanyu didn't dare to ask, only knowing that there was a tattoo on his arm. There is a snake tattoo.

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