minister guilty

The clouds are pale and the moon is bright, Yan Yueqing has been looking at the sky outside through the small window, the full moon is as bright as the night of Mid-Autumn Festival today, but in his last life he didn't like these festivals.

Because every festive season, when it's time for family reunion, he is always alone, just as lonely as Shen Lichen.

"Shen Lichen."

If he really likes someone, he will probably look like Yan Yueqing, even saying his name with joy.

But the pain came very quickly and suddenly, occupying all of Yan Yueqing's emotions in an instant. He could barely hold on to the wall so as not to fall to the ground. His heart felt like it was being pierced with fine needles, and it hurt like a knife. Insert and then withdraw, withdraw and insert again, and so on.

Yan Yueqing couldn't help groaning in pain, he probably couldn't hold it anymore, he grabbed his clothes by his chest and curled himself up into a small ball on the ground, tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes, and the clothes on his back were covered in sweat Get wet, and it didn't take long for the whole person to look like he was just fished out of the water.

Very uncomfortable, very painful, and even want to die.

He hurts, hurts badly, but no one can save him.

In the haze, Yan Yueqing seemed to see Shen Lichen, the young man stretched out his hand and said that he would take him away, and he would not let anyone hurt him at all in the future, and would not make his heart hurt anymore.

"Yueqing, wait for me, okay?"

The next day, Yan Yueqing was woken up by a whip. She sat up with her arms covered, and met Shen Wenxuan's eyes. The guard beside him was holding a whip in his hand. Yan Yueqing felt that she was still alive from the pain.

"Is Master Yan stupid?" Shen Wenxuan had a three-point smile on his face, but his words were not polite at all. Yan Yueqing leaned against the wall, her eyes were as deep as a pool of water, she looked at Shen Wenxuan quietly, but she refused to speak After speaking half a word, Shen Wenxuan waited for a long time, and finally lost all patience, "Since you don't want to take the initiative to speak, then I will force you to speak."

"Call me."

"Hit until he kicks off the □□ generation."

As soon as Shen Wenxuan's words fell to the ground, Yan Yueqing was immediately picked up from the ground by the guards and tied to the wooden frame used to torture prisoners. Yan Yueqing lowered his head, as if it didn't matter, even if he was beaten to death today, he would not hand over the imperial decree. To Shen Wenxuan.

The whip in the guard's hands is much thinner than the whip used to deal with prisoners. Although it won't cause shocking scars, it hurts a lot more than having scars on the body. The guards can't help but take another look at Yan Yueqing. Can't last long.

Yan Yueqing gritted her teeth, the worst would be to faint from the pain again, isn't he all right now after being in pain all night?

"What are you still standing there for? Did you not understand what I said?" Shen Wenxuan was a little annoyed. He thought that Yan Yueqing would figure it out on his own after going through a night of pain. He came to him today to ask for an antidote, but he never thought that he was a tough guy. The excruciating pain of "cutting out the heart" lasted.

The guard was shocked, afraid that the whip would fall on him in the next moment, and he could only feel sorry for Yan Yueqing.

The pain is really painful, but compared with "cutting out the heart", it seems almost meaningless. Yan Yueqing's hair is scattered, and his appearance is getting more and more embarrassed, but no matter how hard the guards attack him, he doesn't say a word. He would rather bite his lips to bleed than He won't show Shen Wenxuan the slightest submission, he understands that the more painful he is, the more Shen Wenxuan will get worse.

It didn't take long for Shen Wenxuan to lose interest, and left with a cold face, shaking his sleeves. It seems that he has found that torture is useless to Yan Yueqing, and he has to rethink how to pry his mouth open.

In the end, Yan Yueqing was the only one left in the dungeon. Without Shen Wenxuan's order, no one would have dared to let him off the wooden frame. The pain from the whip gradually became clear, attached to the flesh, and burned a piece, even the bones were burnt. In a dull pain, protesting.

"Master Yan, Lord Yan."

Yan Yueqing woke up only after hearing Ziyuan's voice. He had slept on the wooden frame for an unknown how long. Ziyuan stood in front of him, covering his mouth and not knowing what to do. There were some fine marks, although it didn't look serious, but Ziyuan knew how painful this kind of wound would be.

"Master Yan, the Second Prince had someone torture you? No, he obviously likes you, how could..." Ziyuan had actually guessed that if Shen Wenxuan hadn't ordered it, who would have the guts to say no to it? Yan Yueqing did it, but he didn't want to believe it, he didn't believe that Shen Wenxuan was so cruel.

"Like it? Then his liking is too heavy, I can't bear it." Yan Yueqing raised her head to look at Ziyuan, with a sarcasm smile on her lips, Ziyuan hurriedly put down the food box in her hand, trying to untie the restraints that bound Yan Yueqing rope.

"You don't want to die? If Shen Wenxuan finds out, maybe you will come to accompany me tomorrow." Yan Yueqing hurriedly stopped.

But Ziyuan couldn't control it so much, he just murmured: "But it's hard for you to do this."

"Ziyuan, thank you, but I don't want to hurt you, so don't do these things, get out of here now."

"Leaving here, leaving Shen Wenxuan is not because I want to drive a wedge between you two, but because he is not a good man."

I don't want you to follow in my footsteps. After all, Yan Yueqing couldn't utter the last half of the sentence. Ziyuan finally untied the rope after she finished speaking.

After helping him to sit on the chair, Ziyuan said, "I know it all, but it's too late now."

"I seem to be inseparable from him. I know his hypocrisy, his jealousy, and his ambition, but he is also the only one who saved me in dire straits."

"I was born lowly, and I grew up in the land of fireworks. I have seen too many people who are busy and turned into no one. It is not good to see many things too clearly. I am the only one around him. Even if it is wishful thinking, I still want to cheat. For myself, I believe that maybe he has a three-point friendship with me."

"Maybe I like him."

There was light in Ziyuan's eyes, and Yan Yueqing couldn't tell what state of mind he was in. He really wanted to pull Ziyuan out of the fire pit, but he never thought that Ziyuan was unwilling to come out, and would rather stay in prison and suffer forever.

"Your Majesty Yan, don't worry about my affairs. Eat quickly. Only when you're full will you have the strength to keep going." Ziyuan smiled, Yan Yueqing nodded, and took the chopsticks, but her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't hold them steadily, and her eyelids suddenly twitched. Jump hard.

"Ziyuan, I'm not hungry, you go back first." Yan Yueqing put down his chopsticks, wanting to let Ziyuan leave quickly, he had a bad feeling.

"What's the matter? But it's not to your liking?" Ziyuan was a little puzzled, but Yan Yueqing shook her head, "That's not the case. I'm just afraid that you will be discovered by Shen Wenxuan, so you should go back quickly."

Ziyuan saw that Yan Yueqing's expression was really bad, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, and was about to leave when he picked up the food box, but when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of Shen Wenxuan, who appeared at some point and kept looking at them.

"Second prince." Ziyuan was suddenly caught upright, with a rare look of panic on his face, Yan Yueqing thought something was wrong, dragged his body to stand up, subconsciously protecting Ziyuan behind him.

"Are you not timid?" Shen Wenxuan said with a smile.

Ziyuan was scared out of his wits by Shen Wenxuan's smile, he hesitated and replied, "No...no."

"Come here yet." Shen Wenxuan roared, the smile on his face disappeared completely, Ziyuan was protected by Yan Yueqing, but he didn't dare to disobey Shen Wenxuan's order, so he could only walk to him quickly, his body couldn't stop Trembling all over the place, Yan Yueqing couldn't bear to see Ziyuan so frightened.

But in the next second, the unbearable turned into panic, and turned into endless anger, as if a surge of blood rushed to the top of his head, making the whole world dizzy. When Ziyuan approached, Shen Wenxuan grabbed his neck with his own hands, Ziyuan desperately wanted to escape, but Shen Wenxuan's hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly holding onto his neck, no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain.

Gradually, he no longer broke free, just looked at Shen Wenxuan with tears, thinking whether Shen Wenxuan would feel a little bit sad after his death, if he would be sad, he would not blame him.

Yan Yueqing stumbled close to Shen Wenxuan, wanting to save Ziyuan, but before he touched Shen Wenxuan's half-clothed corner, Ziyuan died, obviously she was still sitting next to him the last moment, and she obviously said that she liked Shen Wenxuan the last moment.

"Shen Wenxuan, you have no heart."

Yan Yueqing couldn't help but shed tears, "Do you know that you killed the person who liked you with your own hands, why? Why don't you cherish what you have, and want to dream about things that don't belong to you."

"He just came to deliver food to me. You took his life for such a thing. He is your bedside person." Even if he tortured Yan Yueqing, he had never felt so uncomfortable. The last time was a dancer, Wei Xu. , this time it was Ziyuan, Yan Yueqing was about to go crazy, she was about to be driven crazy by Shen Wenxuan.

However, Shen Wenxuan laughed out loud, as if hearing a joke, "The person next to me? I killed my father and king, why can't I kill him, as long as it can make you suffer, whoever he is, I will kill him."

"Maybe I like him."

Ziyuan's words rang in his ears again, Yan Yueqing was finally so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, before he fell to the ground, he took one last look at Ziyuan, that face was always smiling, gentle and gentle, when it came to the eyes of his crush boy of light.

The author has something to say: Author Jun: I want to form a group to smash Shen Wenxuan's dog's head every day!

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