I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

In the tent, He Jinxian was holding a blood-stained emerald jade hairpin in his hand, his dark eyes were full of repressed ruthlessness, and blood was dripping from his fingertips, crimson.

Opposite He Jinxian, the Li country prisoner he rescued today looked terrified, his eyes were wet with water, his face was scratched several times, and blood was flowing from the deep gash.

The Li country prisoner knelt on the ground, trembling slightly, lowered his voice, and kept begging He Jinxian for mercy.

Through that blood-drenched face, one can faintly see the bones of a natural beauty. There is gentleness in the brows and eyes of that person, and his smile is gorgeous.

But now that face is covered with long bloody scars, and the beauty of the past has faded, making people feel ugly and frightening.

Jing Cun's chest was heavy, and the scene in front of him couldn't be more obvious.It's just that He Jinxian thought he was interested in this man... Seeing that this man looks so good, jealousy scratched the man's face.

A variety of emotions were brewing in his heart. He did not agree with He Jinxian's behavior and felt tired, angry and disappointed.

Even if he knew in his heart that He Jinxian cared too much about him, and because of his gloomy and paranoid personality...that's why he did such an excessive thing.

But...he still can't forgive...why don't you come and ask him directly?Why hurt people indiscriminately?Why...can't you trust him more?

Not far away, the Lengmei pheromone from He Jinxian's body spread over, seeming to calm his emotions.A sense of pity popped up in his heart for no reason, the pheromone made him forgive He Jinxian, and kept hinting to him that He Jinxian just liked him too much.

The two consciousnesses were pulling and entangled with each other, Jing Cun opened the tent and went in, meeting He Jinxian's gaze across the air.

He Jinxian threw away the green hairpin in his hand, slowly took out a handkerchief from his cuff and wiped his hands.

He looked at Shang Jingcun without any evasion in his eyes, and his face was a little colder than usual, as if he was still waiting for Jing Cun to give him an explanation.

Jing Cun clenched his fingertips on the side of his sleeves, his eyes filled with disappointment.He glanced at the man kneeling on the ground and said, "Your Highness, why did you hurt him?"

"Why don't you come and ask me...?"

"Your Highness doesn't believe me? Do you think I've taken a fancy to him?"

He Jinxian noticed the attitude in his tone, his dark eyes were stubborn, "If I take people back to the camp, what will you think?"

Jing Cundan said, "I will wait for His Highness to come back and explain to me."

"I believe Your Highness. But—"

Jing Cun elongated his tone and changed his voice, "Your Highness doesn't believe me."

The atmosphere of silence spread. The man in white looked at the strange atmosphere of the two, and he did not dare to say a word with his head down.He covered his face, blood was dripping between his fingers, and his shoulders were trembling faintly.

A trace of gloom flashed in He Jinxian's eyes, and for the first time a sarcastic expression appeared on his face, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said word by word, "It's not that you trust or distrust, it's that you don't care at all."

If he really cared... he would definitely not be so calm.

He Jinxian lowered his eyes, the relationship between him and Jing Cun was unequal from the beginning, Jing Cun had most of his sympathy for him, but he was really moved by Jing Cun.

The fake affection created by pheromones... is like the phantom of the blue waves in the bottom of a deep pool...the phantom is still thick when the water is shallow...but when the time is right...it will always dissipate.

He always thinks in the worst direction in everything, and once Jing Cun shows a little rejection of him, he will completely deny all the things that Jing Cun did for him before.

Jing Cun frowned, feeling that He Jinxian was starting to get into a corner again.He was about to speak...a few images suddenly appeared in his mind, the dog corpse in the backyard of the palace...a little fox covered in blood.

At that time, there was a cold plum fragrance in the air in the courtyard... Yun Yan's expression dodged...

His heart sank a little bit, and he suddenly asked, "The puppy at the palace banquet...the fox I gave you...were all made by you?"

Blood dripped from He Jinxian's cold white fingertips, and the dark blue brocade robe with begonia pattern reflected a deep red.

His dark eyes clearly reflected the emotion in Jing Cun's eyes, he nodded and said, "I did it."

"The puppy hurt me, shouldn't I kill it?"

"As for that fox...it is pitiful, and you are very gentle with it."

He Jinxian closed his eyes, and said what he wanted to say all the time in his heart, "I don't want anyone or anything to distract you. I like you, so I want you to see only me in your heart. I can't see you have someone else in your eyes."

There was a slight tremor in his cold voice, and he revealed the darkest and softest side that had been hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

He didn't want to lie to Jing Cun, he was indeed cold-blooded, ruthless, vengeful, perverted and ruthless... However, the thinness hidden in the deepest part of his heart... was all carefully given to this person.

After speaking, he lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the wound on his wrist.

A red line of blood on his pulse was still bleeding. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. He hid the red sleeve robe behind his back and stared at the gravel on the ground in a daze.

Jing Cun will definitely not be able to stand it...can't stand his character...no one can stand it.

There was a drum-like beating in his heart, like water dripping in a sinking pool, seemingly calm but undercurrents turbulent, quietly waiting for the final judgment.

Jing Cun felt exhaustion sweeping through his limbs, he knew He Jinxian's temperament...but when He Jinxian really admitted what he did, he still couldn't accept it.

At least not for now.

He sighed slowly, as if dissipating along with the depression on his chest.

"Your Highness...these ideas are wrong. The previous practices are the same."

"That little dog was just recruited by someone to use it as a gun. You should find someone behind the scenes for revenge, and you shouldn't take your anger on it."

"The little fox is just a favorite of my heart...it is incomparable to His Highness in my heart."

Jing Cun tried his best to keep his tone as light as possible, and his eyes fell on the man in white, "As for him...General Chen was going to give him to Master Fan. I couldn't bear it, and wanted you to let him go...By the way, I took this opportunity to suppress him. Let the Fan family work together to gain some prestige at the border."

"I want to save him, it has nothing to do with his appearance. Those ordinary captives will just do some handymen in the future... At least they can survive."

"But if it falls into Fan's hands...you must know what will happen. Even if it is someone else today, I will take care of this matter as well."

The sand, dust and rubble shone inch by inch under the sun, and the howling wind rolled the leaves and blown them into the camp.

Jing Cun's eyes were indifferent, "Your Highness needs to understand...everything will be reversed, and wisdom will be hurt."

After finishing speaking, he called the attendant from outside the tent, and asked the attendant to help the man in white to get up, and took him down to see the military doctor.

A corner of the black Chu Wen robe was rolled up and quickly fell down again, and the cedar fragrance left by Jing Cun was blown away in the tent.

He Jinxian stood there for a long time without moving.There was a fine pain from the wound on the wrist, and the beating of the heart became slower and slower, as if the silence was as cold as stagnant water.

Jing Cun didn't blame him...just pointed out his mistake very plainly.

To Jing Cun, he was no different from those ordinary passers-by...and couldn't arouse his emotions.

Maybe there are some, they are naturally compatible... because pheromones will attract each other, and they can't resist being entangled together by nature.

But in the end... not really caring.

……

Jing Cun took the man in white to find Doctor Liao.

The man in white hadn't slowed down all the way, his black hair covered most of his face, his moist eyes were lowered, and he followed behind Jing Cun step by step.

Jing Cun noticed that he was struggling to follow, and slowed down. He paused and said, "This is what he did wrong. I apologize to you on his behalf."

"I'm sorry...he has such a temper...I'm really sorry for causing you so much harm."

The man in white opened his eyes slightly. He was in the tent before, so he naturally heard the whole story of the two, and knew that the relationship between the two was unusual.

The person in the camp speaks softly, but in fact he is merciless...every word is in a calm tone...but every word is heart-wrenching.

After all, the more you care about a person, the more calm you are when things happen... It's a tacit consent that he doesn't take it very seriously.

In the camp, this man didn't seem to care much about the other man, and his attitude was very cold... Now, he came to apologize to him in person.

Think of it as a soft-spoken man.

Seeing that he didn't react much, Jing Cun continued, "I heard people say that you were originally the son of the Zhu Kingdom of Li State, and you have always been famous in Li State. It is not difficult to survive as long as you get rid of the shackles of captives."

"I will find a way to heal the injury on your face... When the injury is healed, I will help you get out of citizenship. Then you will be free, Tianyao Kyushu... you can go wherever you want."

The white-clothed man's heart moved slightly, he glanced at Jing Cun, his moist eyes under the black hair curled up, "Thank you, sir."

After the Li Kingdom was destroyed, he was taken as a prisoner from Xiancheng with the army, and he had no hope for his future.The young man in the tent scratched his face, although he held grudges in his heart... But if he could get out of captivity and gain freedom because of this, it would be worth ruining a face.

Jing asked the system in his mind, "Tong, is there any medicine that can remove the scar?"

System 231, "Ding, yes, fifty points."

He was looking in the redemption page of the mall, and saw a word for beauty and rejuvenation, with twenty points marked underneath.

"Isn't it twenty points?"

Just as he was about to click in, the page in his mind suddenly refreshed and changed to fifty points.

System 231, "Ding, fifty."

Jing Cun, "..."

In the end, with a dark face, he exchanged fifty points for a bottle of celadon medicine powder.

Arriving at Doctor Liao's camp, Doctor Liao was bandaging a soldier's arm when he saw Jing Cun leading a man in and said, "My lord, wait for me for a while."

Doctor Liao was slightly surprised when his eyes fell on the scratched face of the man in white.However, he didn't ask much, and turned his gaze back to wrap the gauze on the soldier.

After wrapping up the gauze for the soldier, he took the medicine for the soldier, and the soldier thanked him and left the tent.

Doctor Liao put down the toolbox and asked Jing Cundao, "Did you look at this young man's face injury?"

Jing Cun nodded.

Doctor Liao arrived in front of the man in white, lifted the hair covered in front of the man in white, looked at the wound carefully for a while, and said politely, "My lord, the wound is quite deep, whether it can recover... depends entirely on luck."

Jing Cun, "It's okay, I've already found another way, you should treat his wound first."

Doctor Liao responded, cleaned the man's face with a handkerchief, took out a box of ointment from the drawer, and applied it on his face carefully, then wrapped it carefully with gauze.

After the dressing was finished, Jing Cun gave some instructions, and Jing Cun led the people to thank Liao Junyi, and left the camp.

He gave the white-clothed man the beauty-rejuvenating wound medicine he exchanged from the system, and asked his attendants to send the white-clothed man back.

Thinking of He Jinxian's blood-stained cuffs in his mind, he stopped, sighed, turned around, and turned back to Liao's military doctor's tent.

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