The villain has a special auxiliary way [Quick Transmigration]

His Royal Highness once told him that if he wanted to know the truth of the matter, he had to get rid of the troubled matter first, and start from the rest of the details. Any seemingly irrelevant point may be the key to solving the problem.

Gu Chen remembered that when Yan Zixi said that, his spirit was high, the snow in his eyes seemed to be blowing from the spring breeze, he was confident and proud, which dazzled his eyes.

Such an excellent His Royal Highness, he shouldn't have suffered these sufferings.

Gu Chen listened to Yan Zixi's words, he collected all the bloody things in the room, and started to investigate the assassination of Yan Zixi and the role of those things.

"Hey, my brothers in the building don't dare to play with such things. Of course, if the guests have enough money, it's not impossible for them to agree."

Gu Chen was expressionless. The woman in red and green was a little apprehensive, but she still reminded with a flattering smile: "But we can't kill people here. If guests want to play, they have to be a little restrained, otherwise those flowery and jade Young master, you may not be able to bear the guests."

Gu Chen only said one sentence: "Can these things be used by one person?" He believed in Yan Zixi, but Gu Chen was a little afraid to accept it. been coerced and tortured.

His Highness the Crown Prince, who can't bear to move even a hair of his head, who can torture him like this!

The woman's answer was no, Gu Chen's heart was so cold that it became numb.At the same time, it was like a giant beast was biting his heart, Gu Chen couldn't feel the pain, he just felt empty, and wanted to hold Yan Zixi in his arms again, so that no one would dare to hurt him again.

For the first time in his life, Gu Chen went to the heavy prison with a somber face. He was full of blood and looked like Yama of the ten directions, with great power.

Wang An's life in prison is not bad. He has worked so hard for so long, as long as he is not sentenced for one day, he can live comfortably all the time.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Brother Gu Xian, what are you doing here? Judging by your expression, why, is Hanzhang dead?"

Without saying a word, Gu Chen asked people to open the prison door. From quiet to angry, he clenched his fist and slammed on the bridge of An Wang's nose. He was like a raging tiger. His strikes were swift and powerful. A lot of blood gushed out.

The guards on the side didn't dare to stop him, and they didn't dare to leave, for fear that King An would really be beaten to death.

King An's throat was hoarse: "Hey Brother Gu, we have been friends for many years, you really want to tear yourself apart with this king for a man? Can you bear Hanzhang's gloomy and weird temper?"

Wang An said that Yan Zixi was gloomy and weird, and Gu Chen remembered him smiling softly and obediently, and then he was lying powerlessly on the bed, his face covered with blood and tears.

He suddenly took out the iron buckle, put his backhand on Wang An's body, pressed Wang An's left hand, twisted his right hand behind his back, and tightened the iron buckle vigorously.The wrist was suddenly blue and white, the blood could not flow freely, and the skin and flesh were tangled into ropes.

Wang An snorted, his eyes were bloodshot.These were instruments of torture. Gu Chen had been a general for so many years. If he really wanted to torture anyone, even the toughest spies would wish to die as soon as possible.

Cold sweat was dripping on King An's forehead, and Gu Chen's eyes regained some clarity. He suppressed the blood in his voice: "King An, you owe Ah Qing everything, and I will get it back for him. You can do it yourself."

King An didn't speak, the veins on his hands were bulging, terrifying like a ferocious ghost.

When Gu Chen was released from the prison, he would go to see Yan Zixi quietly every day. It wasn't that Gu Chen didn't dare to be upright, he was just afraid of making the emperor jealous of Yan Zixi. The style of the minister.

This young general grew up at an astonishing speed, restrained yet sharp.

Yanzi Xi half leaned on the bed, his long hair was like ink and his clothes were better than snow. He looked noble and weak, but he held a bunch of bright red candied haws in his hand. Two of the candied haws had already been eaten, and there were still three left on it. .

A big man actually loves sweets, Yan Zixi has no sense of shame at all, his eyes are clear and soft, melting Gu Chen's heart.

Gu Chen said helplessly: "Ah Qing, eat less sugar, it won't help your wound."

Yan Zixi blinked at him: "Didn't you buy it for me?"

Good boy, Gu Chen stretched out his hands to rub his hair, he didn't tell him that he had discovered Yan Zixi's secret, but he couldn't help but be more accommodating to him in everything.

Yanzi Xi couldn't bear it any longer. The poison and addiction in his body were constantly playing a role, so he smiled and looked at Gu Chen: "Is the general free now?"

Gu Chen walked over without knowing why, and someone hugged his waist. Yan Zixi pressed him softly, and hinted in a drawn-out voice: "General."

Gu Chen's body became hot with his teasing, but he restrained himself and patted Yan Zixi's head: "Ah Qing, be good, your injuries are still not healed."

Yan Zixi only wanted to 'distort' with Gu Chen, and he didn't want to be patted like a dog. He was displeased, but for Gu Chen's strong body, he still hooked Gu Chen's neck meekly, straightened up and bit a bite. The hawthorn was given to him.

The icing melted between the lips and teeth of the two, and the tongue was fragrant. Gu Chen almost wanted to deepen the kiss, but he held back forcefully: "Ah Qing, your injury is not healed yet."

Does this person only say this sentence?Yan Zixi tilted his head and thought for a while, if he hadn't recovered from his injuries for so many days, he wouldn't be so active because of his lust.

He really felt very uncomfortable, like ants were biting his bones, his pride and reason were eroded by the deep desire, Yan Zixi had never been a principled person, he didn't like to do this kind of thing, but it didn't prevent him from having tears in his eyes at the moment. Rou Yi deliberately seduced and said: "General, I beg you."

His face was blushing, and his expression was cute and inviting, but Gu Chen found a trace of indifference from the bottom of his eyes.

Gu Chen thought about what the woman said, long-term torture will make people get used to, get used to being treated like that, and even look forward to it.No matter what the psychology is, the body can't wait, just like now, even serious injuries can't stop the desire.

The harm that King An did to Yan Zixi is eternal and indelible.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with a tough style, because desires have become so docile, there is nothing more tragic than breaking a beautiful thing.

Gu Chen's nose was a little sour, and he pretended not to know anything and refused: "Ah Qing, wait for your injury to heal." He only dared to say these short words, fearing that his strange emotions would be caught by Yan Zixi.

The lights were bright inside, but it was dark night outside.Yan Zixi knelt on the bed with one knee, his cheeks were still strangely red, the light could not shine into his eyes, he said softly: "General Gu, what did you find?"

Gu Chen's body froze, Yan Zixi's eyes were very clear, and his gaze was fixed on Gu Chen's face: "General."

Gu Chen closed his eyes with difficulty, the distress between his brows seemed to overflow, his throat was a little blocked: "Ah Qing, I won't let anyone hurt you again"

This distressed look stung Yan Zixi, his eyes turned cold, he suppressed the rolling desire and said: "Put away your ridiculous pity, I don't need your sympathy." His face was flushed, the corners of his eyes She became charming again, but with an uncomfortable and patient expression on her face, her fingers tightly grasped the quilt: "I haven't been hurt either, it's all because of my voluntary exchange for King An's trust."

"Look, King An is about to die, but I'm still alive and well. Is there anything wrong with me?"

There was clearly no tear on his face, Gu Chen just felt that his whole body was shrouded in sadness.He took a step forward, wanting to follow Yan Zixi's words.

Yan Zixi interrupted Gu Chen by raising his head, his expression was extremely proud, his face was blushing uncomfortably: "Hug me."

Gu Chen knew what he meant by the hug, and he didn't refuse again, his movements were so gentle that it was unreasonable, but the prince under him still cried, and the tears soaked the brocade quilt, pouring out all the fragility and humiliation.

Gu Chen wiped away his tears for him, feeling as if he had suffered a disaster in his heart, he was in pain, but he couldn't reveal it, if he was in pain too, to whom would His Royal Highness cry?

Gu Chenyue gradually expanded his power, while Yan Zixi dressed neatly, holding a piece of letter paper with a cold smile, and went to the heavy prison with his sleeves.

He has a noble temperament and a radiant face, and he is like a stroll in a heavy prison.

King An was covered in wounds and blood, and the wrist that was fastened by Gu Chen was in pain all the time. He looked at Yan Zixi with dark eyes: "Hanzhang, what are you doing here?"

Yan Zixi didn't want to get too close to the blood, not to mention the iron buckle always made him feel cold, King An mocked and shook the chain rattling, regardless of the pain in his body: "Hanzhang, are you familiar with it?"

Yan Zixi turned pale and said with a smile, "I think King An should be more familiar with this." He took out the letter paper from his sleeve and read a poem to King An: "Chengrong, Yan Guang. Father An The poems he made are not bad, but it’s a pity.” His brows were extremely cold, and Yubai’s fingers tore up the letter paper methodically: “It’s a pity that since he is a dead person, these things should not be kept. To save my father from worrying and thinking too much .”

Seeing his last hope being torn to shreds, King An's eyes were about to split and he shook the chain: "What's wrong with Hanzhang's prestige now? You can't hear these voices, or you have been bullied by this king for ten years."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zixi drew his sword from the side, and swiped the blade towards King An's face: "There was ten years before this palace, and there will be ten more years after King An."

People with bad looks are not allowed to be official, let alone Wang An's ambition, Yan Zixi's smile is bright, and even the jailer left early this time.He sprinkled the medicine powder on the tip of the sword, and sent it towards King An: "King An's words are too harsh, from now on it's better to shut up."

King An felt resentment in his heart, so he raised a wolf with his own hands.

The evil wolf Yanzi Xi's eyes were as clear as water. After seeing the blood on Wang An's lips, he walked out of the heavy prison with a smile and called the jailer: "Don't let him die." For a person like Wang An, death is nothing. Terrible, only endless waiting can wear down his bones.Not only that, Yan Zixi also smiled at King An: "Walking in the Ministry of Rites, King An always attaches great importance to reputation. You think that your father inherited the honor of his father, and you yourself intend to rebel. If such things spread, your reputation will be bad." how?"

King An's eyes were still ruthless, Yan Zixi smiled indifferently.The prince in front of him looked so pure, the jailer felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly nodded in response to his order.

In the Chenqing Palace, Yanzi Xi was sitting upright playing the piano, the emperor took a sip of tea, with nostalgia in his eyes, he dreamed of Cheng Rong in his dreams last night.

The emperor was getting older, and he always missed his youth: "The matter of King An is full of doubts. I watched him grow up with my own eyes. He is definitely not the kind of wolf and ambitious person. Hanzhang, is there anything strange about what happened that day? "

Yan Zixi knew that the emperor was implying that he changed his mind so that he could let King An go.

He smiled: "Father, what are you talking about? Knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing one's heart, King An assassinated his subjects, assassinated Prince Rui, how can there be any objection?"

The emperor's face immediately sank. He didn't expect that Hanzhang, who had always been considerate, would disobey him: "There are many things that need to be checked. After all, King An is a prince. You have such a hasty conviction, and you really don't look calm."

Yanzi Xi Qin kept on saying, "It's not that I don't want to investigate this matter carefully, it's just that King An's voice is already hoarse now, and I can't even speak, so I have no way to investigate."

The emperor was shocked: "He is dumb? Who did it? I ordered people not to lynch him!"

Yan Zixi stopped the movement of his hands, and the sound of the piano stopped immediately. He looked innocent: "I did it, I am afraid that King An will be investigated carefully, what should I do if it is found on my head?"

Yan Zixi looked at the shocked face of the emperor, and glanced at the cup of tea from the corner of his eyes: "After all, my son was the one who killed Prince Rui, and the poison that my son was poisoned by was also taken by himself."

He got up, brushed his robe gracefully, walked over and looked down at the emperor condescendingly: "The crime of murdering a brother is too great, this son is not King An, he is favored by his father. This son can only do it himself, I hope the father will not blame him. "

He smiled clearly, and the expression on his face was as pure and filial as ever.