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"Wei Gong is looking for me today, why?"

"My nephew is here, sit down." Wei Shuqing turned around and saw that it was Qi Lang, she stretched out her hand to signal him to sit down in front of him, and said politely, "Now that Emperor Qingyuan is dead, the Second Prince Shuo is in our service. The Zhou family is gone, Chu Shao is also under control, and the situation is calm. I think next year in the Yuan Dynasty, the new emperor's ascension ceremony will be held, are you ready to start the regent?"

Qi Lang clasped his hands and said joyfully: "Duke Wei trusts me, so I naturally dare not refuse, but the sons of Duke Wei's clan are also of the right age, why not let them assist the government together?"

Wei Shuqing heard the implication in his words, glanced at him, frowned and said: "No need, those boys weigh a few pounds, I still know it well, if you can be an idle clan, you will be carefree for a lifetime. Forget it."

Qi Lang didn't know if what he said was true or not, so he could only smile and said: "But..."

"Junyong, don't think I don't know what you're thinking," Wei Shuqing turned his head, glanced past his face, and suddenly called his name unceremoniously, "The cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks, I know you have 12 worries about me, don't you?"

"Jun never dare." Qi Lang really couldn't figure out what Wei Shuqing was thinking, and he broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this, and quickly explained, "Wei Gong is the number one hero, planning the layout, coordinating the deployment of troops, Junyong was just lucky enough to help. Duke Wei is willing to push me to the throne, so I am naturally grateful to Dade, but if Duke Wei is also interested in sitting on the throne, I don’t dare to say anything, I just want to support Duke Wei.”

"Nephew is really cautious," said Wei Shuqing in a very smooth manner, Wei Shuqing smiled instead of anger, "but I must tell you something, I have no interest in this throne at all, and you don't have to be wary of me Same as my family. It’s just that you are too young like Prince Xie. If the throne is not stable, you must let that pusty second prince be a puppet for a few years. Go be your emperor, I will resign from the official position, be an idler, and never interfere in political affairs, what do you think?"

Qi Lang was greatly shocked, but he didn't believe it right away: "Mr. Wei once said that he was too talented to be used. How could he turn out to be...Jun Yong is that ungrateful person?"

"Come on, there's no need to say more high-sounding words. Do you think I can't see through your little thoughts?" Wei Shuqing glanced at him and sneered, "Nephew, I said that if I want to be an idler, I must not Will deceive you, today I will speak out, if you believe it, you and I will be happy. If you don't believe it, then deal with me when the time comes, I also have eleven thousand ways to deal with you, believe it or not, It's all up to you."

Qi Lang kowtowed sincerely, "I dare not believe what Duke Wei said."

"You don't need to salute, and you don't need to confess your heart to me, it just depends on how you choose in the future." Wei Shuqing said, "By the way, there is one thing that I have always turned a blind eye to, but now I have to ask you. After I went to see Feng Xie last time, I started to wonder, the prison was bitterly cold, but he was able to eat and sleep, he was neither punished nor injured, even the chains on his body seemed to prevent him from getting hurt My own things—now that things have come to an end, my nephew still wants to keep the wind at bay?"

"It's not that I want to protect, I have received favors from him, but now I just want to try my best to repay a little," Qi Lang raised his head and said unabashedly, "It's just to save him from some trivial tortures, Duke Wei probably doesn't mind. "

Wei Shuqing sneered: "You confess."

Qi Lang smiled and said, "In front of Duke Wei, I dare not not confess."

"After much deliberation, I feel that this person must not stay." Wei Shuqing suddenly blew out a burning candle in front of him, squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't want him to die at first...It's even more difficult to be tortured alive. It can relieve hatred, but this person has many schemes and many dead men, if something goes wrong and he escapes, you and I will die in his hands one day... What does my nephew think?"

"Wei Gong is right," unexpectedly, Qi Lang did not object, he replied very obediently, "I can only protect him from flesh and blood, but if Wei Gong wants his life, he must It's just the mouth of everyone in the world..."

Wei Shuqing looked at him: "I'm old, this kind of brain-intensive thing should be done by my nephew. If my nephew can take over this country in a legitimate way, I will definitely be able to think of a way to make him die clearly. for example--"

"The abolished prince murdered His Majesty. After the incident was completed, he was led by the second prince to expose him, and he committed suicide in prison." Qi Lang continued without changing his expression, "What does Duke Wei think?"

Wei Shuqing laughed very interestingly: "Sure enough, my nephew never disappoints me."

It was very dark in the dungeon.

Except for the small candle, there was no other lighting tool, when Qi Lang walked into the cell, Feng Xie was sitting in the corner with his back to him.

There are cold chains on his wrists, and the robe on his body has some signs of damage, but even so, the back is lonely.

Qi Lang sighed, and called the jailer to unchain him, and shut the door after sending them away, before calling him: "Your Highness..."

"Why did you come to see me?" Feng Xie sneered, but did not look back at him, "Do you want to find your joy of victory from me?"

"In the past, you said that you regarded me as a close friend." Qi Lang approached a little closer and sat behind him, with a rather sentimental tone, "But now, don't you even want to drink me a glass of wine?"

"Friends?" Feng Xie closed his eyes and smiled softly, "I used to think that everything you said was true and that I could trust you, but I realized that I was too stupid, what kind of person are you? I don't even know anyone, how can I treat you as a close friend?"

"Your Highness," Qi Lang sat a little further away, put the wine glass and jug on the simple table, poured himself a glass of wine, and called him in a low voice, "I have been confined in the mansion for three years, and I have cut off all official careers. Lu, when I was young, everything was a dream, and I never blamed you when I had nothing. I am the eldest son of the Qi family. For the benefit of the family, I have to do some things... But in my heart, you He has always been the person I admire the most.”

Feng Xie finally turned around, he had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were sunken, his clothes were dirty and his voice was weak and hoarse.

But even so, this man is noble and clean.

Qi Lang's heart trembled, and Ting Fengxie gave a wry smile: "I have no way to tell whether your words are true or not, but now I have nothing for you to worry about, so I have the right to assume that what you said is true. I've listened to what you said, it's useless to say more, I just hope that from now on, you won't come to see me again."

Qi Lang stared at him obsessively, and subconsciously squeezed the wine glass slightly: "Okay...do you have any other wishes?"

"Wish?" Feng Xie's eyes slowly passed over Qi Lang's light golden robe, his eyes were suddenly stained with a sad and soft look, and even his voice softened a little, "If you still miss our old relationship , let Chu Shao come to see me."

"Okay, okay." Qi Lang suddenly let go of the hand holding the cup tightly, and he raised the cup with a smile on his face that he didn't know whether it was sad or happy, "His Royal Highness, please drink this cup to the full, and from now on... ..."

Feng Xie took the cup in his hand without hesitation, drank it in one gulp, and said: "From now on, the friendship between you and me in the past years, the love of friends, and the grace of saving lives will all return to dust, and I will sever all ties with you." .”

Qi Lang looked at him, but suddenly laughed, Feng Xie casually threw the cup in his hand on the ground: "You go, don't come again."

"Your Highness," Qi Lang stopped laughing, not only did not leave, but moved closer to him, the smell of the perennial incense on his body fascinated him, "Your biggest weakness is that you trust others too easily. It used to be, it is now, you should let me tell you what is good about you..."

"What do you mean?" Feng Xie's heart rang out, he stretched out his hand to push Qi Lang away, but found that his strength suddenly seemed to be drained, "What are you going to do?"

"Who said you don't have anything to remind me of?" Qi Lang stared at his face indifferently, and pulled him tightly with his arm, "I've missed you for a long time."

Feng Xie lay at his feet in disbelief, feeling that he had no strength at all, his head was still a little dazed, and an unbearable sense of confusion spread from the top of his head: "You... are despicable and shameless, you are presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous?" Qi Lang lowered his head, hooked his chin with his hand, and said with a smile, "Do you think I don't know anything about the matter between you and Chu Shao? The Dingfeng Rebellion started. What did you guys do the day before? Even when he returned home, there were hickey marks on his neck... Why can't he do it and I can't? You're still thinking about him at this point, what's so good about him? ..."

"Let me go!" Feng Xie turned his head to the side, but he couldn't get away, and there was no strength in his hands.

Qi Lang grabbed one of his wrists and said with a morbid smile: "Let go of you? Your Highness, Duke Wei told me to kill you. There should be poison in this wine. But I don't want to kill you, I want to kill you. Closed by my side, for the rest of your life, you can only look at me."

"Go away!" Feng Xie spat on his face, Qi Lang stretched out his hand and slowly wiped it on his face, then let go of him suddenly, showing an indifferent smile he had never seen before: "Forget it, anyway. In a hurry."

Feng Xie retreated to the corner of the wall panting, the shock in his heart submerged him like a flood.

Such thoughts were like flower branches soaked in venom, entangled round and round, strangling him so hard to breathe.

Qi Lang has always been gentle in his heart. Although he is downcast, he is cunning. He pities his life of injustice due to his family and really regards him as a close friend, but the other party's thoughts... When did it change?

Qi Lang stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "Your Highness...Chengyang, why do you hate me so much, didn't you treat me well before?"

He squinted his eyes and squatted down in front of him again: "But it's okay, when you only have me in your eyes, these will not be important."

Feng Xie pulled his sleeves and slapped him forcefully: "You might as well kill me... Get out!"

Qi Lang squinted his eyes gloomyly, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and slapped him suddenly, his eyes seemed to be burning with anger, his voice was cold, but with a smile: "Kill you, I can't bear to kill you!" you."

Feng Xie was stunned by his slap, and knocked his head against the wall behind him.He was born fair, so it is very easy to leave marks, and after a while, a clear red mark appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, Qi Lang suddenly softened his heart again. He took a few steps forward, carefully carried Feng Xie, who had no strength, back to the bed covered with quilts in the cell, and asked with concern, as if the one who hit him just now I am not the same as myself: "Whether it hurts or not, I'm sorry, Your Highness... I didn't mean it, and I will never do this again from now on. I will treat you well..."

Feng Xie's eyes were distracted, his chest heaved and heaved, but he didn't say a word.

Qi Lang stared at his face, and tremblingly said: "I... I will arrange for someone to take you to my place soon, I should have picked you up long ago, but... Duke Wei wants your life, I have already prepared someone else to take your place, so you don't have to worry...Your Highness, can you speak to me?"

Feng Xie didn't see a bit of fear, but his face was full of disgust. He frowned tightly and turned his head away. He still didn't say a word, as if talking to the person in front of him would dirty his mouth.

Enraged by him, Qi Lang strangled his neck, leaving several abusive finger marks on his white neck: "Do you hate me so much that you don't even want to look at me more? Still thinking about that Chu Shao? Hahaha, you don’t know, right? He’s getting married soon, he’s going to marry my elder sister. During the time you’ve been here, he hasn’t asked a single word. You forgot, hahahahaha."

Feng Xie was resisting fiercely, but he suddenly stopped when he heard the words. He raised his eyes to look at Qi Lang, opened his mouth, but finally didn't say a word.

Qi Lang let go, and hugged him tightly: "Forget about him, I will definitely pick you up after I have tricked Wei Gong... From now on, there will only be the two of us..."

"Only the two of us?" Feng Xie smiled softly on his shoulder, his voice was extremely hoarse, but his tone was full of contempt, "Do you want me to be your confinement | A prostitute in Fangfang? Are you worthy, and you don’t even look at it, what kind of thing are you.”

Qi Lang didn't let go, he smiled instead: "No matter what I am, you have no other way to go. You wait for me obediently, our days are still very long."

When Feng Xi saw his face, he wanted to retch, and simply lowered his eyes, never looking at him, nor listening to what he said.

Qi Lang didn't know when he left. The white candle was extinguished, and his whole body was pitch black. In the silence, he heard a faint roar, and it seemed that it was going to rain outside.

Feng Xie looked up at the pitch-black void, and felt something cold slide down his cheeks.

Tears are really strange things.

He laughed suddenly, and then laughed again, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or something else, he laughed uncontrollably, as if he had discovered the most interesting thing in the world.

It turns out that what he thought was indestructible, even if it falls into the dust, it can still support people who don't want to doubt it. However, under the impact of power, wealth, beauty and things the world pursues, it is so fragile that you don't even need to reach out to touch it. , broke easily.

The author has something to say: Moss kindly relays my master's anger:

The eldest son is really a pervert!He has been confined at home for three years, which is really abnormal!

He must die a terrible death!

Today is Prince gg's birthday, I wish everyone good health~