This prince is a little sweet

The branding iron that was still spitting out the tongue of fire "slapped" on the body of a jailer holding a torture tool. The man's skin immediately turned black, and he screamed in pain.

The soldering iron was blown away, and Yatumu finally sensed a hint of danger keenly. Without saying a word, he quickly drew out his saber and shouted, "Who! Come out!"

Xiao Heng walked in slowly with his hands behind his back, and he threw a hidden weapon, and the knife in Ya Tumu's hand was cut in half in an instant.

Xiao Heng smiled and said: "Brother, I think you've been talking to yourself there for a long time, isn't it time to come out and wake you up?"

Although Ya Tumu wanted to take revenge like crazy at this moment, he still knew that saving his life should be the first priority.His intuition told him that this person in front of him was definitely not an easy guy, and he was very difficult to deal with. He didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he waved to the jailers who had been guarding Xie Yuan, and said: "Come on, come on!"

Xiao Heng didn't pay attention to the people who were quickly surrounding him and wanted to form a circle. He just bent his fingers and put them to his lips and whistled. The clear and crisp birdsong echoed. Flying into the stone room, he provocatively said "Ah" twice.

A group of soldiers in Xuanjia military uniform followed closely behind, quickly picked up the guns, and surrounded the people in the stone room.

Before Ya Tumu could be astonished, he felt that his body was suddenly empty.

Wei Xuan's sword had already sliced ​​across his legs with lightning speed, and turned to his neck.

As for Wei Xuan himself, without a drop of blood, Wei Wei stood still and clasped his fists to Xiao Heng and Xie Yuan respectively, saying: "Master Hou, Your Highness, I am late."

All this seemed to happen in an instant, and before Xie Yuan could react, the situation changed drastically.

The corner of his mouth finally couldn't help a bitter smile, it turned out that this place where he needed to figure out how to escape, in the eyes of Xiao Heng now, was as insignificant as a feather.

That's right, when Xie Yuan saw Xie Jing, he always wore green clothes, either admiring the flowers, or playing chess, as if he didn't need to do anything, and he didn't seem to care about everything.

And if he is Marquis Changping, all this can be explained.

As far as Marquis Changping is concerned, there are everything in this vast world, what else is there that he wants but can't get, and how many things are worth his distraction?

Perhaps, in his eyes, he was just as big as a gravel. When he thought of it, he would occasionally ask a few words, and when he couldn't think of it, he would forget it.

At this time, Xiao Heng looked at Xie Yuan's eyes, and actually felt a little bad.However, in his heart, he was pretending to settle accounts with King Yu, pretending to end up with Yatumu, and pretending to coax Xie Yuan well, which was a bit confusing.

Unable to think of an answer, Xiao Heng quickly cut the ropes on the torture rack, and then, as if resigned to his fate, he pulled Xie Yuan over without saying a word, pressed his head to his chest, and said softly: "Ah Yuan, Sorry, I am late."

☆, ten years

The moment he saw Xie Yuan's eyes looking at him, Xiao Heng already knew that Xie Yuan already understood everything without him needing to say anything more.

The intuition of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds is always accurate and terrifying. They often doubt everything in the world, but retain a sincere trust.But it is this kind of specious attitude that can see through the layers of camouflage of people and reach the depths of the heart.

Under those eyes, Xiao Heng felt that he had nothing to hide.

Ten years ago, he personally made the promise of Menghui Pavilion, and cut it off with his own hands.Ten years later, he had to uncover this unpleasant past for both parties again.

Sometimes when he thinks about it carefully, Xiao Heng wants to scold himself for being hard-hearted.

For so many years, he has been deceiving Xie Yuan, thinking that wearing a "Xie Jingzhi" skin, he can return to Xiao Yuanyou's side again without any guilt.At the same time, the harm he brought to Xie Yuan can also be explained with a sentence of involuntary.

The moment he embraced Xie Yuan, Xiao Heng actually had a lot of uneasiness and worries in his mind. Although he often felt that he was a jerk, he still had a gentlemanly demeanor. In this matter, he was wrong in the first place. If Xie Yuan is still willing to forgive him, then it is a blessing he cultivated in his previous life, if he is not willing, then he can only admit his failure.

Xiao Heng had already planned that if Xie Yuan pushed him away, he wouldn't mind showing his old face, saying a few more nice words, and coaxing the child back.

However, he never imagined that when he stuffed Xie Yuan's head into his arms almost unreasonably without explanation, the front of his chest became hot and humid in an instant, and the two little hands on his side were also wet. Plate it up tightly.

He blinked his eyes, this...Could it be crying?

As if to confirm his conjecture, Xiao Heng heard Xie Yuan in his arms sobbing softly twice, almost making him think that he saw the little Yuanyou in the palace again.

His heart seemed to be hit by something neither soft nor heavy, and a place slowly collapsed.