After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

"you……"

Looking at the food box in the boy's arms and the harmless smile on the boy's mouth, Bo Hui felt a little nervous for some reason.

Is it because I'm too worried and overthinking these days?

He is a half-spirited little spirit fox, without even a decent weapon, what can he do.

Bo Hui squeezed out a smile uncomfortably, and said: "You child, it's true, you came here in the middle of the night to bring some food to uncle, it, it's getting late, you should go back quickly. Your heart , Uncle understands."

Chang Ling rolled his eyes: "This is a gift that I have carefully prepared for my uncle for a long time. It would be a pity if I couldn't give it to my uncle to taste now."

"Courtesy, gift?"

Bo Hui became more and more suspicious.Isn't it food, how can it become a gift in a blink of an eye.Also, how to taste the gift.This brat is talking upside down, I really don't know what the hell he's doing.

Chang Ling lowered his head, slowly opened the lid of the food box like playing with a beloved toy, then held the food box, pushed it in front of Bo Hui, and asked, "Do you still like this gift, Uncle?"

An indescribable smell immediately spread in the old and dilapidated hall.

Bo Hui looked over with doubts, and when he saw the contents of the food box, he opened his mouth wide, his pupils shrank, his eyes widened, and then he seemed to be strangled by something. Using both hands and feet, he backed away in horror, the fat on his face trembling with cold sweat.

"No no no, don't..."

His entire face showed a ghastly paleness, his lips trembled like fallen leaves in the wind, and he uttered vague words indistinctly, and large beads of sweat could be seen from his forehead, temples, and neck. The room quickly seeped out and rolled down in a rustle.

He wanted to scream, to run away, but his throat lost his voice due to extreme panic.

Holding the food box in his hands, Chang Ling followed him step by step until Bo Hui was close to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.Chang Ling squatted down halfway, regardless of his covering his head to hide, still passed the food box in front of him, and said: "This food can be steamed, cooked in oil, braised in soy sauce, or mixed with lard and dog's lungs, it must be in line with uncle's taste." taste."

The glazed palace lantern refracts a magnificent light and shadow, just illuminating the outline of the contents in the box.

It was a shriveled head, the most withered skin of the skull wrapped a clear and rugged outline, and a pair of eyes embedded in the front stared round, a dead gray white.

It was the lost head of Yuan Qi who died tragically in Dafan Mountain not long ago.

"You...you..." Bo Hui took a hard breath, and uttered a few broken syllables from his trembling lips: "You, you always knew!"

"It's you, all of this, all of this is designed by you!"

Bo Hui looked at the young man in front of him like a ghost, he screamed and roared sharply in his heart, but his voice was still trembling and weak through his throat.

After all, he had been working in the position of Fox Emperor for many years. After being extremely frightened, Bo Hui slowly calmed down. He leaned against the wall, exhaled softly, then raised his sleeves to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and said with a dry smile: "Even So what if you know, can you still kill me? Killing relatives is a felony. As long as you still want to sit on the throne of Fox Emperor, you can't kill me before the public trial. Otherwise, those clan elders, the people of the Fox clan , how would they think of you, including Xiyun, they would not choose a person with the blood of their relatives on their hands to be the next Fox Emperor."

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Chang Ling's mouth.

"You, what are you laughing at?"

Chang Ling said: "I'm thinking, wouldn't it be more logical for a cowardly and cowardly person like you to commit suicide in fear of crime? As a king, but colluding with foreign enemies, torturing and oppressing his own people, anyone who has some dignity would be ashamed Go to that public trial."

"you--"

Bo Hui suddenly understood what was coming, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but the only response to him was a cold wall that he would never be able to knock down. With a pale face and trembling, Bo Hui smiled and said, "You think you are scaring me with these words?" If you scare me, will I believe it? This is a place dedicated to detaining me, and there are guards outside..."

Bo Hui's voice suddenly stopped.

Because he found that the guard figure projected on the window lattice by the moonlight had disappeared at some point. The wind blew past, and there was a sound of iron horses crashing under the eaves, which added a touch of strangeness to the abnormal silence.

Bo Hui finally realized something, and fell to the ground with weak hands and feet.

It was already the second watch after Xiyun had finished handling the follow-up garrison matters. He planned to rest directly in the camp, but when he thought that the Shouyang Hall was unguarded, Zhao Yan might take advantage of it, so he was finally worried and decided to go and have a look. look.

When they got to the hall, they found that the bed was empty, although the bedding was made, the spirit was not there.At this time... Xi Yun's face darkened, thinking that Zhao Yan had sneaked in again, took Chang Ling out, and immediately called the two servants on duty to inquire.

The two servants looked at each other, expressing their ignorance, but a nearby servant who held a lamp came over and reported that about half an hour ago, he saw the young master going west with a lamp.

"Only him?"

Xiyun frowned.

"Yes, the slave was still curious at the time. It's so late, what is the young master doing out alone with a lamp, oh yes, the young master seems to be holding a food box in his arms."

When Qingluan and Cangjie heard the news, they hurried over from the side hall. When they heard that Chang Ling had gone to the west by himself, Cangjie's expression changed suddenly: "Will it be..."

Xi Yun's eyes sharpened: "Could it be something?"

Before Cangjie could answer, a guard in black armor and with a long knife suddenly rushed in to report: "Commander, it's not good, something happened in Lengdian, you, you go and have a look!"

Warm blood flowed into a small river, continuously flowing out from countless small incisions on Bo Hui's wrists, ankles, thighs, and limbs.

The sticky smell of blood filled his nose, mouth, and throat, making Bo Hui unable to breathe. The sharp pain from the torn wrists and ankles made him close to collapse. Except for the numb trembling, he couldn't even breathe out in pain. not come out.

Bo Hui's eyeballs protruded outwards, his eyes widened, shaking like chaff, and looking forward in horror.There was a grunt in his throat, and he said something vaguely. He tried his best to retract his feet, trying to retreat, and retreated to any corner where he could retreat, only to find that his arms could no longer support the weight of his body.

When Xi Yun rushed over, he saw a blood-stained Shura field, Bo Hui, who was lying in the Shura field, and the long spirit standing indifferently by the side.

Xiyun's pupils shrank, shocked and even pained.

It took him a long time to recover from the huge shock, his facial muscles twitched for a moment, and his sharp eyes pierced the boy beside him: "You did it?"

Chang Ling raised his head in the darkness, looked at him indifferently, with the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, and returned to the usual confrontation with him, then turned his head and stared straight at the struggling man in the pool of blood. Bo Hui, the fingers holding the light pole were tightly, tightly clenched together.

"My business has nothing to do with you."

After a long time, the young man spit out a sentence young and lightly.

After Xiyun was stunned for a moment, his chest was enveloped by even greater anger, he snatched the lamp from Chang Ling's hand with his hands, grabbed him and walked out of the hall.

The guards gathered at the gate of the hall quickly lowered their heads and retreated to the two sides, giving way to the middle passage.

"Call the doctor!"

Xiyun roared sharply with his back to the palace gate.

The guards immediately entered the hall, lifted Bo Hui up from the pool of blood in an orderly manner, and after a simple treatment, carried him to the medical officer.

Xi Yun kept pulling Chang Ling back to the courtyard of Shouyang Hall before letting go. He suppressed the overwhelming anger, he couldn't tell whether it was more anger or more disappointment, he almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?" ! Do you know that this commander has already invited the elders of the clan to have a public trial tomorrow, for the purpose of..."

"I know."

Chang Ling calmly interrupted him, and said: "But I said earlier, my business has nothing to do with Xi Shuai, it is you who insist on meddling in my business."

This is the second time that Xiyun felt the words "no oil and salt" in the young man in front of him. The calmness and composure he had cultivated for hundreds of years collapsed in an instant. He couldn't help it anymore, and growled: "This is you My own business! Bo Hui is the deposed emperor, no matter how serious his crimes are, they must be decided by the clan elders in a public trial! This is the law of the country, and it is also the law of the clan! Before the public trial, you privately lynched him. What will be the consequences of spreading the word! As the young master of the fox clan, how could you make such a low-level mistake. What the border guards want to see is a young master and king who is calm, kind, and has a heart for his people. It's not a violent person who will take revenge and only knows how to solve problems with massacre and murder!"

"no."

Chang Ling shook his head and said, "Xi Shuai is wrong. Or perhaps it was the two days that caused Xi Shuai to have some illusions. Xi Shuai may have forgotten that in the past 200 years, I have never been the young master expected by the border guards." , and never thought of becoming the young master you expected. We have always been strangers who have nothing to do with each other. As I said, I used the power of the border guards just to avenge my long-cherished wish and avenge me. I also said earlier I have paid back. We cooperated after reaching a consensus. Our cooperation is based on interests, not favors. It's just a personal grievance, it doesn't involve national law or family rules."

"Maybe, you want me to be a selfless person like him, but I will never. That's why I also said, please choose someone who meets your requirements from the fox clan branch to succeed the fox emperor. Xishuai now takes these Come to question me, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"I'm tired and need to go back and rest."

Chang Ling turned around and walked outside the hall.

Xiyun frowned: "Where are you going?"

Chang Ling asked for a palace lantern again from the servant, and said calmly, "Go back to my own place."

Xiyun was heartbroken and upset, and after a long pause, he walked towards the medical officer.The medical officer knew that there is no owner of the fox family now, and it was the old Boyan Jun, the general of the border guards who was in charge, and said respectfully, "Return to Commander, Your Majesty... the life of the abolished emperor is not in serious danger, but If the tendons in the arms and legs and the meridians of the limbs are severed, I am afraid that I will be a useless person in this life. The subordinates will try their best to save them, but whether they can be connected depends entirely on luck..."

Xi Yun had seen Bo Hui's injury with his own eyes, and knew what the medical officer said was true, so he waved his hand and let the medical officer go about his work. Just as he picked up a chair and sat down, Wei Feng came back from Xiyuan with two guards. He was holding a blood-stained food box in his hand.

After Wei Feng saluted, he presented the food box and the contents of the food box to Xi Yun, and said, "Marshal, this subordinate found this when cleaning the scene."

Xiyun frowned and looked at the shriveled head in the food box that he hadn't recognized for a long time, and asked, "Who is this?"

Wei Feng shook his head, thought for a while, and said: "This thing is placed where Bo Hui fell, he must know."