Attacked that prince!

I am the eldest son of King Pingyao in the Northwest, but not all the sons of vassal kings are distinguished, such as the Pingyao royal family.From the day I was sensible, I knew that my father's treasonous heart, although I didn't understand it at that time, I also knew how to be afraid. After all, it is even more difficult for a rebellious son to do so.

It's just that I think too much.

King Pingyao doesn't need a son, all he needs is a proton, nothing more.

Amidst the hysterical cries of the mother and concubine, I was sent to the carriage to the royal city. Only then did I know that the identity of the son of a bitch was just a way for him to cover up people's eyes. , I was just a victim for him to protect his other sons.

Hearing the weeping sound of the concubine mother behind the carriage, I looked back. I wanted to take another look at the concubine mother before leaving, but I didn't expect to see scarlet all over the sky.

From that day on, I lost my mother and concubine and became an orphan, an orphan who wanted to go to another country to be a proton alone.

But it doesn't matter, I am the prince, I am the prince!As long as I am still a proton for a day, I will be a son for a day, and no one can look down on me!

That day I raised my chin, wore the most luxurious clothes, stood on top of the hall, looked at the compassionate eyes of those people, I knew that this was my new life, and I wanted to win their trust for King Pingyao here, Find more time and opportunities for King Pingyao to rebel, and even convey news from the king's city for him.

This is my fate, the fate I got by sacrificing my mother and concubine, the fate I have to obey.

"This kid has such sharp eyes."

A man in light clothes stood in front of me. I looked up at him, wondering why everyone in the court was wearing court clothes, except him. extravagance.

"What's your name?" He squatted down halfway and his eyes were at the same level as mine. His smile was gentle, unlike those probing eyes, which made people subconsciously want to believe him.

But I am not, I believe in the identity of the son, let me die mother concubine.

Pushing away a step, I didn't pay attention to him, I raised my chin, I am the prince, even here, I am still the prince, not everyone can talk to me.

"Oh, what a child with a temper." He was not angry at all, but asked the emperor sitting on the dragon chair: "Is this the heir son of King Pingyao? Brother emperor, I think this child is quite destined for me. How about letting this child live in the palace with the younger brother? The younger brother is alone all day long, and having a companion will also add some popularity to the palace."

Whoever has a relationship with him, I don't even know his name!Brother?Courtier?Is he the prince?Then living in the palace should not be regarded as an insult to my son's identity. My mother and concubine's identity in exchange for her life must not be insulted by them!

When I left the palace, I followed behind him and watched his clothes flutter in front of my eyes. I didn't know what life would be like in the future, let alone that this person would affect me for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for such a long time And such a short life.

"Hey, kid, you haven't told me what your name is?" The person in front stopped suddenly, turned around and leaned against me, with the same tender look in his eyes: "My name is Zan Zixin. Can you?"

"Jiang Tower."

Zan Zixin is the catastrophe of my fate, the catastrophe that I cannot get rid of. From the time I stepped into the king's city and started to be a proton, I knew that my destiny was no longer in my hands, so I wanted to keep as many things as possible, More I can put my stuff.

Zan Zixin is one of them.

The news that King Pingyao wants to convey secretly, as I get older and bigger, the news becomes more and more important, and I even want some things from the military camp. I know he wants to rebel, and everyone knows that he wants to rebel, but he himself It's ridiculous to think that people don't know.

Spread out the paper and start making up everyday.I don't have any useful news to pass on to him, even if I had, I wouldn't give it to him, he is my father, but he is also my enemy!

"You write like this every time, won't he find out?" Zan Zixin took the paper from my hand and looked at it seriously.

I don't know if he knows, but I don't want those things to be seen by him. I don't want Zan Zixin to feel that I betrayed him. He is the only person who treats me well, teaches me to grow up, and tells me what warmth is. Besides, the only one who will make me clothes, I have been betrayed, I want him to taste that feeling too.

"I, I didn't. I wrote it blindly, I didn't betray you, you believe me." I hurriedly wanted to explain, I was afraid that he would get angry.

Zan Zixin put the piece of paper back, and he held me gently in his arms: "Silly boy, I'm talking about King Pingyao, you lied to him like this, if he finds out, what will you do?"

what should I do?what can I do?As far as King Pingyao is concerned, I am just a proton, and I don't care if I die at worst.

I am not even afraid of death, what am I afraid of?No, I just said that I was afraid he would get angry.

I am really afraid of him getting angry, more afraid than letting me die.

"I'll help you write. I'm better at these. I will never let King Pingyao find out. It will make him feel that you are serious about helping him, okay?"

Since then, the proton task has all fallen on Zan Zixin, and I started to be a happy little prince. Under the protection of Zan Zixin, no one dared to criticize me, as if I was not the one who was planning to rebel The unfavored proton of the Pingyao royal family, but the lover held in the palm of Prince Zixin.

Yes, love.

I don't know when it started, as long as that figure appeared in my mind, my heart began to beat uncontrollably, I knew that I liked him, and that kind of love went deep into my bones, and I wanted to be the one next to him The only lover, I want to be the most important existence in his eyes, once I thought I was already.

However, there is still a Zan Lang.

Zan Lang is the prince, he is the prince, I don't know what relationship they have, but as long as it is related to Zan Lang, he always gives everything. It's just doing things cheaply under the banner of a political enemy. Seeing him treat Zan Lang with all his heart and soul, my heart feels sore.

I know it's jealousy, I'm jealous of his kindness to Zan Lang.

I tried my best to replace Zan Lang and become the only person in his heart, even if he was not the only one, as long as he had me in his heart.

That night I drank him a lot, so much that I was drunk myself, but he was still awake. I pulled his clothes and told him that he wanted me. I couldn’t see clearly in the dim light I knew exactly what he wanted to say, or he didn't say anything, but the lingering night made me completely his, and I was full of joy, thinking that I could finally become his lover.

It's just that it's not.

When I was hunting in the paddock, I felt angry in my heart, jealousy made me see that Zan Lang was not pleasing to my eyes, and when the sword in my hand was knocked down by Zan Lang, I tasted the bitter taste.He said he couldn't ask me to practice swordsmanship, and Zan Lang was his only apprentice.

We had a fierce fight that day. I asked him what I am and what Zan Lang is. He said he couldn't give me the answer, how ridiculous, he couldn't even give me the answer.

After losing my mind, I lost my way. I saw Zan Lang's horse running fast, so I followed it. Looking at the mess and the marks on Zan Lang's body, I didn't know why, so I helped them. Maybe I'm not jealous of Zan Lang, I just don't want to be a joke.

But I was still a joke.

When the jackal stared at me fiercely, I hoped that we hadn't quarreled, maybe it wouldn't be so painful, it was the desire to survive, let me struggle for myself in the dying struggle Grabbed half a point of life.

Looking at the bloody legs, I think I will never be able to stand up in my life. Since the day I fell in love with him, I have been unable to stand up.

Love is a one-way journey, I don't blame him, I just love him, love is humble, even before I die, I don't want him to have an accident, that's right, when I'm lying in a pool of blood, I still think How can he let go of him, who has penetrated into the marrow of his bones?

For a long time since the paddock, he has always been careful with me, not like before, although he is still gentle and affectionate, but I know something is different, even when he is intimate, he is gentle When licking my wound, I don't even feel pain anymore.

If it's the calm before the storm, it's really scary for me.

Zan Lang is going to Lingnan, I thought the worst scenario would be that he would go with him, then at worst I would stay in Wangcheng by myself, at least I could still sleep on his bed, and when I missed him to the extreme, I could still smell Just smell him.

I know I'm hopeless, but so what?Love is poison|drug, and I have been hopeless for a long time.

It's just that I didn't expect that fate would show no pity for me, and he wouldn't even give me my last extravagant hope.

"What if I don't go back? You know he's going to rebel, so can I not go back?" I tugged at Zan Zixin's sleeves, eager to tell him what I thought: "Pingyao Wang's wings are full, and he will rebel sooner or later. , do you really want us to stand on the opposite side?"

"No, no, I will bring you back." He pressed my head, not knowing whether he was lying to himself or others.

"Zixin, I can't go back." I tried to explain my embarrassing position to him.

The son of King Pingyao, it sounds nice to say it, but I am just a proton, what will happen to the proton if he goes back?

"Lou'er, you have to go back. Only after you go back will the King of Pingyao be willing to use food and grass to solve the disaster in Lingnan. Be obedient, I will send you back, and I will definitely pick you up again."

In an instant, I let go of his hand.

It turned out that everything was for Zan Lang, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice me for Zan Lang.

I should have known.

"Okay, I'll go back, you remember to pick me up." I smiled at him, knowing that my love is dead.

Those days in the Northwest were really happy, he accompanied me and followed me in everything, we were lingering and loving, I pretended to forget everything, I only earn day and night, I have no future, only the things in front of me can take me away.

When I sent him away, he was still eagerly asking me to wait for him to pick me up.

How could I go back? I am the heir son of King Pingyao. If King Pingyao knew that I had been supporting him all these years, how could I survive!

Back in the northwest, I lived tremblingly, carefully currying favor with King Pingyao, and trying my best to play the role of son, in order to make King Pingyao think that I was available. I knew that in the eyes of my father, only useful Only people are eligible to live.

It’s like he asked me to come back, it’s not because of the love between father and son, he just wants to send a team of elite soldiers to Lingnan, it’s ridiculous that Zan Zixin is still eager to drive me back, but in the end, he fell into the trick of King Pingyao.

I don't want to go to Lingnan, but I can't just watch Zan Lang die there. If Zan Lang dies, then Zan Zixin will die too.

Although my love is dead, I can't let his love die too.

The situation in Lingnan is much more complicated than I thought. When I saw Zan Lang in the dungeon, I finally understood why I couldn’t get Zan Zixin. I lost from the beginning, and Zan Lang stood at the end , no matter how I run, I can't beat her!

My last hope is gone.

When Zan Zixin's hand grabbed my neck, I knew what I was doing. It was a kind of venting that was almost masochistic. If I had known the truth of the matter, maybe it wouldn't be so painful. I deliberately stimulated Zan Zixin deliberately disclosed Zan Lang's identity to annoy him on purpose. In fact, I just wanted to see what kind of person I was in his heart.

It turned out that I was nothing more than that in his heart.

Looking at the back of him leaving in the middle of the night, I smiled.

Although this world is big, there is already no place for me to stand on, Zan Zixin, I can't wait until you come to pick me up, and I have no place to go back long ago.

When the fire was shining, I thought I should do something for him in the end, so that he could think of me a little bit, even a little bit, in the countless late nights in the future, which is better than nothing.

Loud noises rang in my ears, and I knew this was my destiny. As I walked through the sea of ​​flames, all he asked me with a gentle smile appeared in my mind.

"What's your name?

"My name is Jiang Lou."

If possible, I would rather not be called Jiang Lou.

The author has something to say: it's over.The new article will open seamlessly on 12.4 "Miss Official Bandit", please look forward to it! The head of the Qin family on the hidden green mountain has been having a headache recently. His delicate and precious daughter insists on finding a wife!This is very worrying for the head of the family, with a radius of tens of miles, who doesn't know that Mount Cui is a den of bandits?How could there be a woman who is unparalleled in beauty, talent, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a very elegant temperament, willing to come to the bandit's den to be his wife?Lian Zijin: "I passed by here a while ago, and I heard that the Guibao Office is hiring a teacher?" Master Qin: ... Damn it!Qin Yun: "This master is really pretty."