The scumbags all want to turn back

Ning Yuanchen felt as if he had fallen into a viscous dream, the human voice seemed to be separated by a layer of water, and everyone's movements were slow and sluggish, like a slowed down camera.He watched Gu Ye's body fall backwards, the gushing blood shone strangely in the bright sunlight, he watched his body move forward, and stretched out his hands to hug his body.

Gu Ye grabbed his chest, opened his mouth, and there was a "hehe" sound in his throat, almost suffocating.There was a huge wound on his neck, revealing the broken flesh and bones fiercely, his blood gushed out unstoppably, dyed his clothes red in an instant, and then flowed to the ground, Ning Yuanchen could almost hear the blood A loud noise rolling into the distance.

His head almost fell off his neck.

"Dad..." he heard himself mutter, "Dad..."

Gu Ye seemed to want to say something, his wet hand stretched out towards his face, but he lost his strength halfway and fell down, but he finally managed to grab the clothes on his chest.

Ning Yuanchen held his hand, and the sticky blood slid between the tight skin, leaving a disgusting touch.

"Father..." Ning Yuanchen leaned down and said tremblingly, "Don't...don't treat me like this..."

Gu Ye's eyes were fixed on his face, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make any sound except for the rough panting of the dying struggle.However, his black eyes became brighter and brighter, and the strong emotion seemed to ignite a fire in his eyes, like countless stars exploding in the deep universe, and the huge energy was rushing and churning silently.

Ning Yuanchen knew what he wanted to say.He nodded stiffly, his vision was blurred, he blinked vigorously, and said angrily, "Don't treat me like this...don't give up...please..."

Someone hugged him from behind and controlled his hands. In his ears, a voice came intermittently from somewhere far away: "Be obedient... let go... Your Majesty will not...need treatment..."

He watched a group of people come around and quickly buckled an instrument around his neck. Countless needles pierced his skin, and someone shouted loudly, ordering them to act: "Don't panic! Ensure blood circulation! "Then they lifted Gu Ye up carefully and put him into the treatment cabin.

"...It's okay, don't be afraid." The voice in his ear was getting closer and clearer, Ning Yuanchen turned his head and saw Mu Jingfeng's face close at hand.He hugged Ning Yuanchen tightly, and rubbed his back and vest vigorously with one hand.

"Don't be afraid." He said firmly, "Your father will be fine. I have seen cases where half of the body was blown up and people survived. Your father will be fine."

"Really?" Ning Yuanchen grabbed his collar, and he realized that he had held his breath just now, and now his chest hurts badly.

"Really." Mu Jingfeng nodded solemnly, "He'll be fine." Then, he reached out to the medical staff next to him for something, "Come on, take a deep breath."

Ning Yuanchen recognized this sedative ventilator, so he let him cover his mouth and nose with the ventilator, closed his eyes, and greedily breathed in the air with a little coffee bean-scented sedative.Gradually, he felt that his heart, which was beating rapidly as if it was about to explode, gradually calmed down and returned to the usual steady and slow rhythm. He felt that his blood that was about to burst into blood vessels also calmed down, and the feeling of dizziness was going on. Fading, the brilliant light spots in front of his eyes gradually disappeared, the lost strength returned to his body, and his brain could finally start thinking again.

"Don't inhale too much." Mu Jingfeng took the ventilator away, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine." Ning Yuanchen nodded, straightened up, took the cleaning device from the person beside him, and put it on his face to clean the blood, "Did the assassin catch it?"

"I caught it." Mu Jingfeng led him towards the convoy, "But I don't think I will get much information from him."

"Who do you think did it?" Ning Yuanchen asked.

Mu Jingfeng frowned slightly: "Before there is no evidence, anyone can do it. But don't worry." He grabbed Ning Yuanchen's hand and said softly, "I've prepared for the worst, and I won't let anything happen to you. of."

Fortunately, the appraisal center was in the hospital. Gu Ye was sent directly to the operating room, and the entire building was quickly emptied. Soldiers from the military department and the Royal Guard poured in and set up layers of security. Dozens of blocks near the hospital were prohibited from passing through. In the sky, there are only police cars with live ammunition and military armored vehicles patrolling back and forth on the track.

Ning Yuanchen sat in the lounge next to the operating room, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, resting his head in silence.

When Han Xun pushed the door and entered, what he saw was his tired and fragile silhouette. Although he had changed his clothes, there was still a trace of blood on his face, his hair was messy covering his eyes, and his slender body seemed to be about to Broken reed.Han Xun thought of what happened to Yuan Chen when he just met his father, and his heart filled with pity and sympathy. He sat down beside him gently, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on his face, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I..."

"I'm not afraid!" Ning Yuanchen waved his hand away and stood up abruptly. His eyes were red, but they were somewhat different from the red and swollen crying. "I'm angry! Do you understand?"

Han Xun froze for a moment, watching Ning Yuanchen walking around the room like a violent cheetah, his muscles tensed, and he was filled with murderous aura.He is indeed not afraid at all, no panic, no fear, he is not a puppy who has lost his master, shivering in a corner and waiting for someone to comfort him, he is more like a wolf whose territory has been invaded, thinking angrily To take revenge, bite the throat of the intruder.

Han Xun put away his handkerchief a little bit disappointed, forcing himself to forget about the fragile and pitiful person in his previous life, and focus on the current situation.

"Did the assassin explain anything?" Ning Yuanchen asked.

"He committed suicide." Han Xun said, "leaving a last word." He paused, and then said under Ning Yuanchen's urging eyes, "He said, 'The emperor has fallen, and I will never tolerate the royal family Inheritance defiled by an illegitimate bastard'."

"What does this sentence mean?"

Han Xun took a deep breath: "Preliminary inference, it is probably because he is dissatisfied with the fact that His Majesty recognized you back with great fanfare. He thinks that the emperor may deprive the current crown prince of the right to inherit and make you the crown prince."

"Then he should assassinate me, not His Majesty." Ning Yuanchen sneered.

"Because His Majesty has not yet added you to the list of succession to the throne, and as long as the emperor is gone, according to the law, the current His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can legally and reasonably inherit the throne."

Ning Yuanchen looked at him with his lips pursed, and suddenly sneered, "Are you hinting at me?"

"It's not impossible." Han Xun slowed down his speech and lowered his voice, as if he was facing a child who was about to lose his temper. A child born in marriage, the original heir was deposed, and the emperor's feelings for your mother are well known. Gu Zhaoting has been the crown prince for more than ten years, and you suddenly appeared at this time, while he has been kept in the dark and completely excluded Besides you, His Majesty, and the Duke and Duchess of Royce, a small family connected by blood, he..."

Ning Yuanchen pointed at him like a sword, and stopped his words: "You have been trying to sow discord between me and Zhao Ting, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"This is not provocation, I am just stating a fact."

Ning Yuanchen looked at him coldly, he knew what Han Xun wanted to do, he wanted him to be the emperor, and Conglong Zhigong would bring him great prestige and power.

"Don't take me for a fool." He warned softly, "It's not your turn to talk about my relationship with Zhao Ting. Don't try to manipulate me."

The room was silent for a moment, then Han Xun lowered his head: "I understand."