The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Even though the emperor had neglected the prince, the birthday banquet was still held on the same scale as in previous years. The ministers gave blessings and gifts to the prince one after another, and then there was drinking, singing, dancing, and drinking.

Song Jiu knelt down and sat aside. The clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat and stuck tightly to his skin, which was very uncomfortable.

Diagonally in front of him, the prince was drinking wine and chatting with the princess beside him, but his eyes inadvertently drifted towards him, signaling frequently.

How to do?

Song Jiu reached out and touched the medicine bag inside his long sleeve, feeling extremely anxious in his heart.

"Fourth brother, can you show me your face by playing chess?" The prince put down his wine glass and asked the fourth prince with a smile.

Some ministers echoed: "I think back then, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince was very skilled at chess, so it would be nice to try it out."

It was rare to relax. The emperor on the dragon throne was obviously in a good mood. He laughed heartily, waved his long sleeves, and the eunuch took out a gilded brocade box.

"Just in time, I found a pair of jade chess pieces carved from thousands-year-old cold jade a few days ago. You two brothers will have a competition in chess. The winner will get this good chess piece."

The great eunuch placed a square brocade box on the table. After opening the lid, the round and round jade chess pieces were sleeping neatly, seeming to emit a faint cold light, elegant and distant, making people feel as calm as water.

It is truly authentic.

The veteran who knew chess had already seen the value of this jade chess piece and was amazed.

After the chessboard was placed, the two of them took their seats one by one.

The prince had an arrogant temperament. He had won the last competition very easily. Naturally, he looked down on his fourth brother, so he thought of taking this opportunity to humiliate him in front of the ministers and dampen his fourth brother's spirit.

It is also to establish authority and let the ministers who have been wandering in their minds recently see who is the real heir.

Do things neatly? Got the old immortal's attention?

So what.

The prince smiled coldly, "Today I will let you taste the taste of ruin."

The palace was very quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the chess game between the two.

Qin Han put down the chess piece, his expression was particularly calm, and he even turned his head slightly during the gap.

He tapped the empty tea cup with his finger.

Song Jiu got the signal and took a few steps forward to pick up the porcelain cup. When he turned around to add tea, there was a heavy thumping sound behind him, which seemed to remind someone that it was time to take action.

His body couldn't stop shaking.

A strong gaze appeared from nowhere, staring at his every move.

Song Jiu knew that it was the prince's spy, used to monitor him.

Obviously, the prince couldn't trust him.

Song Jiu sprinkled medicine into the tea and walked back with the tea tremblingly.

Gritting your teeth and tripping over yourself on the other foot as you approach the board.

There was a loud "bang", and his forehead hit the corner of the chessboard. Blood suddenly surged and flowed all over the floor. The scalding tea happened to be poured on the prince.

The prince cursed and stood up. Some unknown chess pieces fell from his sleeves to the ground, and the beads fell on the jade plate. The sound was very clear and sweet.

At that moment, the whole place was dead silent.

The ministers silently withdrew their gazes, lowering their gazes and not looking at external affairs. The emperor on the throne had a gloomy face, with faint signs of anger.

There are two reasons.

Firstly, the sight of blood at the prince's birthday party was an ominous sign. Secondly, the dignified heir actually cheated on a trivial matter such as playing chess, which made the whole world laughable.

Song Jiu had a severe headache, his left eye was soaked in blood and he couldn't see clearly.

He vaguely felt someone covering his wound, trying to stop the flowing blood.

He curled up on the ground and raised his head with difficulty, and his master's face came into view. That face was very cold, unfamiliar, and scary.

Why is the master angry? Are you blaming him for disturbing the joy of playing chess?

The thought of his master blaming himself made him feel so uncomfortable, as if his head had been split open with an axe, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Song Jiu was a little confused and instinctively stepped back to avoid the man's hand.

Then he felt a biting cold air hit him, like falling into an ice cellar.

The emperor's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Such a disaster happened to a perfectly good banquet, which was really disappointing.

On the dragon throne, the emperor could no longer suppress his anger and waved his hand: "Come here! Press down this daring slave and punish him with a hundred sticks."

"Xiaojiu didn't mean it. Father, please think twice..."

With a headache that was about to explode, Song Jiu felt like he was going to die. He vaguely heard a familiar voice begging for mercy for him.

It was his master who was interceding for him.

Song Jiu smiled, not regretting anything he had done. He closed his eyes and fell into endless darkness.

……

Song Jiu woke up from severe pain.

My head felt like it had been struck by lightning, it hurt and was numb.

Is he going to die? Otherwise, why would he see His Highness, who has always been gentle, turn out to be as cold as frost, with an icy look on his face, like a ruthless living king of hell?

"Smile... just smile."

Song Jiu stretched out his hand with difficulty and wanted to touch His Highness's face, but the man pinched him and took the initiative to move closer to the handsome face.

The man rubbed his palm, his dark eyes watery: "Be good, don't move around, I just bandaged it, be careful of the wound splitting."

"Your Highness...Why don't you look...unhappy? Smile more...smile." The young man's voice was very weak, and his thin body seemed like it might fall apart if the wind blew.

But it was this frail figure who resolutely chose to stand on his side, even if he seemed powerless, even if he seemed to have nothing.

In the corner of the carriage, the box of jade chess pieces made of tens of thousands of years of cold jade was emitting a soft shimmer, dispelling some of the darkness.

The young man seemed to have discovered the cold light in the darkness.

The lips are pale.

Pulling out a smile.

"Your Highness is so... so impressive. He actually won." After saying this, Song Jiu could no longer hold on and passed out from the pain.

The night is silent, and unknown things are growing crazily.

The man looked at the face quietly, and stroked the figure inch by inch with his fingertips, wiping away the beads of sweat caused by the pain of the young man.

How could there be such a stupid person who would rather break his head than drug him, a false person?

This is a difficult problem that Qin Han, who grew up surrounded by conspiracies and intrigues, may never be able to figure out.

I've given you a chance, but if you don't leave, you can only be mine from now on. You are not allowed to go anywhere, you can only stay by my side.

The beast tore off its disguise at this moment and tightly imprisoned its prey, drawing the ground as a prison.

The man stared at this face for a long time and was silent for a long time.

"Ying Yi, advance the plan."

In the darkness, a voice broke the dead silence around them. The voice was hoarse and rough, as if it was squeezed out of the throat, and it seemed like the anger and hatred of witnessing the murder of the entire family.

The dim light in the carriage suddenly flickered, flickering on and off, and a terrifying pressure burst out, filling the small space.

The man whispered instructions into the air.

The handsome face is half light and half dark, like an evil ghost from hell, ruthlessly cannibalizing human flesh.

In a secret place, a certain figure took orders, used top-notch Qinggong and rushed to the harem.