I know I was wrong

In Wusheng Prison, the wind eroded the bones, and when Yan Shirong was pushed in, it seemed as if he had passed away.

Xue Cuo was covered in cuts and bruises, his limbs were bound by iron chains, and his upper body was bare. The blood hole in his chest seemed to be unstoppable, gurgling, and his shoulder blades were even more hideous. His whole body was covered with signs of being whipped .These whip marks are not made by ordinary whips. The poisonous whip is called the tail of thorns. The long whip has thorns, like thorns.

Lord Lian, who was whipping him, got an order to give fifty whips in the morning and evening. After three days, Xue Cuo would have been beaten to pieces.Xue Cuo used to treat them kindly when he was in power, but now the situation has changed, Xue Cuo offended the emperor and became a prisoner, and they could only do what the superior ordered.

At this time, the commander of the Honglian Division has been replaced by another person. The former commander Xue Cuo was pulled down, and he was ordered to be locked up in the inanimate prison of the Honglian Division, and his former subordinates were to be tortured. This shows the humiliation involved. There are multiple meanings.

Every time they whipped, they had to dip the thorn tail in salt water and draw the force towards him.Sooner or later when whipping, he had to admit his mistake once and put on a begging posture, so that the force of the whip could be reduced.

It's just that Xue Cuo's bones are tough. He gritted his teeth and endured a hundred whips every day, and he refused to give up even if his skin was bruised. Therefore, each whip that fell on him was heavier than the last.

Master Lian who was whipping couldn't bear it, and said to him with a trembling voice: "Master Commander...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Xue Cuo's blood-stained eyes looked at the whippers, all of them were his old subordinates, and at this moment, he wished he could sharpen his head to torture, in order to get out of the way.

Frightened by his cold eyes, Master Lian took two steps back, not daring to look at him, and stared at the ground.Dozens of whips came down, Master Lian persuaded: "Commander, just admit your mistake. So what if you admit your mistake? Say that you are no longer close to the Sixth Prince, that you were just a moment of confusion..."

"Confused for a while?" Xue Cuo couldn't help sneering.

"Yes!" Lord Lian advised in a low voice, "The superior seems to want you to say this, saying that as long as you let go, they won't make things difficult for you."

Lord Lian cast a hopeful look at Xue Cuo, as if he and Xue Cuo could relax a bit.

Xue Cuo laughed loudly, as if he had heard a very funny joke, and after the laugh, he said "no" in a deep voice.

The voice is slightly hoarse, but it is firm and resounding.

"Offended." Lord Lian had no choice but to soak the whip in salt and continue whipping him.

Yan Shirong saw this scene when he was pushed out of the cell.

The blood-stained strips, new wounds and old wounds, dark ones and fresh ones, were all listed on Xue Cuo.Master Lian, who was holding a thorn tail, lashed at him fiercely, trying to persuade him as he whipped back.

Yan Shirong let out a mouthful of turbid air from his chest, and said coldly: "Stop!"

When Lord Lian, who was guarding the prison, saw that Yan Shirong had come, he saluted one after another.

Yan Shirong's legs were weak, and he wished he could throw himself on the prison bars and get a closer look at Xue Cuo's injuries.

Chenggui hurriedly pushed Yan Shirong forward, and said angrily: "Our master came here by the emperor's order, you all go away!"

However, the emperor's order had already stated that the two should not be left alone, and no one dared to retreat for a while.

Xue Cuo was in prison, naked to the waist, covered with bruises, tied to an iron pillar.Yan Shirong was outside the prison, wearing a fox fur coat, looking elegant, sitting in a wheelchair.

Seeing Yan Shirong, Xue Cuo's face softened a lot, as if coaxing him gently: "It doesn't hurt."

Yan Shirong's eyes were red.

Xue Cuo greedily looked at Yan Shirong, who was a few steps away across the prison bars, and wanted to remember his appearance more deeply, after all, he had to engrave it in his heart.

The white catkins on Yan Shirong's head were not yet melted, as if she had turned her head blank.

Xue Cuo's eyes were almost obsessively squinted, and he had seen Yan Shirong's gray hair.

He grinned, even though the wound on his face was a little torn, he still grinned wider, and asked brightly, "Is it snowing outside?"

Yan Shirong nodded desperately, holding back tears, "It's over."

Xue Cuo looked at him intently, with blood dripping from his chest, but he said softly, "Then today, are you going to tell me the answer?"

Yan Shirong was startled for a moment, then remembered the princess banquet that day.

【"Could it be that the little prince has always been in love with me?"

"I won't tell you now."

"When can you tell me? September? October? November?——Be sure to tell me when the first snow falls at the latest."】

"Loving, I fell in love with you early in the morning." The little prince bit his lip, looked at Xue Cuo in a daze, and said seriously: "Xue Cuo, I love you, and I want to marry you!"

Xue Cuo was delighted, his lungs were roaring, he was coughing and wheezing non-stop, and his eyes were brighter than before.

Master Lian, you look at me and I look at you, with a red glow on the face, and the expression becomes unnatural.

Cheng Gui coughed lightly, and swept everyone away with his eyes, why don't you leave quickly?

Master Lian is really embarrassed to bother you here, pick here, touch there, you pull me and I drag you, let's go far away.

Cheng Gui breathed a sigh of relief, patted Yan Shirong on the shoulder, and followed the group of Master Lian away.

At this time, Wusheng was very quiet, only hearing the clank and clank of the chains pulled by Xue Cuo moving outside bit by bit.It's a pity that they were too far away, and the chains were not long enough, Yan Shirong's hand holding the bars trembled slightly.

The blood dripping from his forehead blurred Xue Cuo's vision, and the saltiness blinded Xue Cuo's eyes. He seemed to hear Yan Shirong crying.

That drop of blood dripped from Xue Cuo's eye socket, and a hideous streak of blood crawled down.

Yan Shirong gritted his teeth and grabbed the iron railing and said loudly: "Xue Cuo! This king really wants to marry you!"

He only heard him say more firmly: "I must marry you! I must!"

After finishing speaking, his tears were like a bursting embankment, which could no longer hold back.

Xue Cuo was delighted to hear this sentence, but seeing Yan Shirong crying, he was as helpless as when he was a child, so he coaxed softly: "Okay, okay...marry me, marry me, Ayu don't cry."

Alas, his little prince didn't even cry when the poisonous hair hurts so much, but now he is crying and saying that he wants to marry him.

Xue Cuo coaxed Yan Shirong clumsily, and seeing his little prince's nose turning redder, he felt that his heart was about to die of pain.

The pain that seemed to be paralyzed at first hit him overwhelmingly at this moment, Xue Cuo coaxed him clumsily for a while, and finally stopped Yan Shirong's tears.

Before they could speak for a long time, Master Lian gathered around again, Cheng Gui reminded in a low voice: "It's half an hour, my lord, you can't stay any longer."

Yan Shirong clasped the prison bars tightly, and said with frowned: "Xue Cuo, wait for me."

Xue Cuo sneered, and waved his hand tightly bound by the iron chain: "I've been waiting for you."

Chenggui feared that Yan Qing would punish them for their mistakes, so he forcibly separated Yan Shirong's fingers and pushed his wheelchair out.

Yan Shirong turned his head to look at Xue Cuo, who was covered with scars, until he disappeared from his vision, and the warmth on his face also disappeared.

When he came out, he saw Xu Yan kneeling in a corner, Yan Shirong ordered Chenggui to push him away without raising his head.Xu Yan walked a few steps on his knees and grabbed Chenggui's clothes.

"My lord, Xu Yan apologizes to you."

Yan Shirong sneered coldly, Xu Yan was wearing Xue Cuo's old official uniform, and he felt angry when he saw him: "What did the commander do to you?"

Xu Yan lowered his eyes: "The villain betrayed the commander and the prince, and the villain knows his mistake."

Yan Shirong raised his head, Cheng Gui turned the direction of the wheelchair, and directed him to face Xu Yan: "Commander Xu has done his best."

Xu Yan hangs his head without saying a word.

"Commander Xu is still plotting against me at such a critical moment?"

Xu Yan raised his head suddenly: "The villain dare not!"

"I know what you're up to." Yan Shirong glanced at Xu Yan, his eyes indifferent: "With you, you will never be able to match my elder sister."

Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and Yan Shirong suddenly hit his soft spot: "My lord..."

Yan Shirong was pushed away by Cheng Gui long ago.

This snow is really heavy, dense and dense, overturning the vast land.

"My lord, shall we go back to the palace?"

"No...to the palace."

Chenggui's hand that pushed the cart froze, hesitantly said: "My lord?"

Having been with Yan Shirong for so long, he naturally knew what Yan Shirong was thinking at the moment.

Yan Shirong's expression was as calm as stagnant water: "Do as I say."

"Yes."

When he came out of the palace, Chenggui pushed Yan Shirong to the palace.

I met Jiang Yue on the road and stopped him with a wave, as if she had something to say.

Yan Shirong asked Chenggui to push him to the small pavilion, "What advice does Concubine Hui have?"

There were still tears on Jiang Yue's face, seeing Yan Shirong so calm and calm, she couldn't help but stab him, "Now that Xue Cuo has put you in a lifeless prison, are you satisfied?"

Yan Shirong closed his eyes, and heard Jiang Yue's painful voice: "A cold-hearted person like you doesn't deserve Xue Cuo to treat you like this!"

"You are the emperor's brother, and the whole world knows how much he loves you. You have committed a heinous crime. As long as you admit your mistake to the emperor and behave yourself, you can get over it. Yan Shirong, the emperor always treats you differently. You He will forgive you for whatever you do. If he intends to deal with you, you will not have such a good five years. But Xue Cuo is different... how many powerful and powerful he gave up for you, he is willing to bow his head and be a knife of the emperor , a dog, just because he wants to exchange your life with the Holy One!"

Chenggui couldn't help but said: "Concubine Hui, please be careful with your words."

Jiang Yue sneered a few times, and the cold wind poured straight into her belly. She felt that the snow this year was really cold.She took two steps closer and continued: "Yan Shirong, are you worthy? How can you be worthy of Xue Cuo's infatuation?"

She knew that she had no right or position to complain for Xue Cuo, but she couldn't help it.

Why, Yan Shirong was still safe and sound, but Xue Cuo was tortured to death in a prison?

Xue Cuo gave him all his heart, and what good did he end up with?

Jiang Yue glanced at Yan Shirong bitterly, and walked away, but was suddenly called by Yan Shirong: "Concubine Hui, I remind you of two things."

Jiang Yue stopped.

"First, in the palace, if I call you Concubine Hui, you should remember whose wife you are." Yan Shirong looked up at Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue frowned, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Yan Shirong.

Yan Shirong said with a smile on his face, "Secondly, just now Xue Cuo promised me to marry him."

Jiang Yue immediately raised her voice and cursed: "You have no shame!"

Yan Shirong laughed out loud: "Everyone in the capital knows that this king is shameless, how can Concubine Hui know?"

Jiang Yue's face turned blue with anger, and when she was about to explode, she heard Yan Shirong say again: "I will never bow my head and confess to anyone just because I like Xue Cuo."

Jiang Yue was stunned, and saw Yan Shirong's legs covered tightly under the soft fur on a pair of wheeled carts, and there was a delicate small package on her legs, neatly wrapped in red cloth with gold rims, her thoughts flew to her Where did it go.

Yan Shirong looked straight over Jiang Yue's face, and said, "Even if it's dead, I won't recognize it."

Like him, even the years are gentle.

Yan Shirong smiled slightly, "He's worth it, isn't he?"

Jiang Yue calmed down at this moment, raised her head and sighed towards the gray sky, her bright makeup couldn't hide her gloomy eyebrows and eyes at this time.

A few inches of snow had accumulated on the ground, and the wheelchair was no longer so easy to push. Cheng Gui exerted his strength with both hands, and the wheels pressed against the snow to make a fine sound.

The snow fell harder and harder, Yan Shirong's pale and cold hands tightly covered the package, and ordered Chenggui to continue pushing him.

In the pavilion, Jiang Yue saw Yan Shirong slowly disappearing from her field of vision, and couldn't help sighing softly: "Yes..."

However, the wind and snow were so strong that no one could hear it.

Maybe, she didn't want to talk to anyone.

Yan Shirong looked towards the direction of Shunhua Street outside the palace wall, where the sky was probably already lit by fire.Although he was thin and thin, and he was sitting in a wheelchair, his back was still straight and straight, and a little red was flamboyant on his forehead.

Still smiling, he entered the hall without any surprise.

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