Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Ye had a stalemate with him, but finally gave in.He saw the uneasiness in the other person's eyes, but he didn't know whether it was aimed at him or a danger to the unknown.

He refused to let me go, maybe because he was afraid that someone would assassinate me in the middle of the night, so I needed close protection.

Jiang Ye thought about it, but felt that it was not enough. Maybe Xie Zhan was afraid of him, but he was willing to keep him by his side who didn't know the details. He was undoubtedly playing with fire.

The two have their own thoughts, but on the surface they are still business-like and peaceful.

Xie Zhan gave up his position and lay sideways on the pillow with his back turned to him.

The afterglow of the candle was dim and ambiguous, Jiang Ye took off his outer robe, climbed onto the bed and lay down straight, his whole body was like a sharp sword, straight and straight, refusing to relax.

Xie Zhan's back was also tense, and he didn't dare to look at him, but pretended to close his eyes and was short of breath.

"Not asleep yet?" Jiang Ye asked in a deep voice after a long time.

"...The lights are too bright." Xie Zhan turned his head away and said calmly.

Wipe out the candlelight with the flick of the night finger, then put the hands neatly away, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Perhaps it was because of the soul piece on Jiang Ye's body, but Xie Zhan slept soundly, enveloped by a familiar aura, the arrogance on his face that refused to be thousands of miles away also disappeared, and became a little softer.

Putting Ye Dan's hands on his abdomen and looking at the top of the bed curtain, listening to the soft and familiar breathing sound next to his ears, he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, but it was cruelly extinguished by reason and turned into ashes.

Under his icy iron body, scorching blood also flowed. This desire almost scalded him. It took all his endurance to freeze his body and not touch the soft body beside him.

All his desires, beliefs, and eternal light just fell asleep quietly beside him, defenseless.

How could he stand it.

Jiang Ye pursed his lips slightly, turned his head sideways, and looked at the profile of his best friend in this world.

In the dark night, his silver-gray pupils are like cat's eyes, and his night vision is almost the same as that of the day, so he can clearly see the other party's trembling eyelashes, tall and handsome nose bridge, and soft lips.

With just one glance, his tenderness and pampering these days are almost suppressed by the tumbling desire, wishing to wake him up on the soft bed, kiss and bite him, listen to him crying and yelling no, and then blatantly enter the room. Him, knead him into the bone, melt into the heart.

He couldn't resist anyway, could he?

In this life, he didn't have strong internal strength, his health was not good, and he didn't have all kinds of magical methods that emerged endlessly. He would only occasionally stretch out his sharp claws to scratch him like a kitten scratching someone, and blushed and scolded him for being shameless.

As long as he is locked in his arms, kissed and rubbed, he will soften his waist, with a soft and messy appearance, and he will never be able to escape.

Now is the best chance.He has only himself by his side, if he is robbed halfway and hidden, no one will know his whereabouts, and he will not have to face the wind and rain in the capital.

He has enough time to wait for him to remember the past, it doesn't matter if he can't remember, this person is still his after all.

As for the task, what's the point of him personally killing the royal family and turning this corrupt dynasty upside down?

The demon whispered and shouted in his heart.

Jiang Ye felt as if he was being burned by the invisible fire, and his breathing became heavy. His silver-gray eyes were completely erected, as if he had been excited to the extreme, with a thrilling magnificence.

His expression also gradually changed. He stood up and reached out to touch Xie Zhan beside him.

Xie Zhan's expression was clear and clean, clear and handsome, with a kind of unstained beauty.

It was really because he was too transparent and pure, too fragile and soft, he couldn't bear a little bit of disgust in those dark eyes, and he was unwilling to let him suffer even a little bit of humiliation, even if it came from himself.

Xie Zhan seemed to be in a deep sleep. He saw something beautiful in his dream, and the corners of his lips curled up a little. He didn't know that he believed himself to be trustworthy, but he pulled a demon who was on the verge of losing control to the bed.

But the other party's reason is wandering on the verge of disconnection, wishing to tear off this slow and gentle appearance immediately, and let out the violent beast in his heart.

Veins popped up on Jiang Ye's arms, but he forcibly suppressed the possessive desire that was about to break through.

He has no memory now, and he doesn't know the past. If he is obtained by relying on the dependence and familiarity brought by his soul, he will be taking advantage of others.

Jiang Ye finally regained some of his rationality, and closed his eyes fiercely, but his mind was full of beautiful thoughts.Walking in and sleeping together, warming up, taking a bath, riding in the same car... Countless pictures roll back and forth, like the most glamorous temptation.

Unable to sleep again that night, he calmly rolled over and got out of bed, put on his outer robe, picked up the machete, opened the window, and jumped out.

There is no other way, let's go out and practice the knife, maybe I can vent my excess energy.

Xie Zhan only felt that last night was the most peaceful sleep he had in nearly 20 years. When he woke up, he found that the outside of the bed was already cold, and he had already woken up for a while.

Ying Jiu knocked on the door, came in and delivered some tea and some side dishes and porridge for him to eat after washing.

Xie Zhan asked, "What time is it?"

Ying Jiu stood by his side in an orderly manner, and said with a stern look: "Report to the lord, it's time, and we will set off in a while."

The morning light was faint, and after using a few chopsticks, he asked, "Where's your master?"

"Master is practicing the knife, I will be back later." Ying Jiu said.

Xie Zhan picked up a chopsticks of side dishes, thought of something, chuckled lukewarmly, and said, "He is really hardworking."

After getting along for a few days, he knew that Jiang Ye didn't have the habit of doing regular morning exercises, but he wanted to practice swords today, besides that he refused to share the bed with him, is there any other reason?

Xie Zhan couldn't figure out whether he wanted Jiang Ye to get close to him, or whether he wanted to reject him.

At first, he misunderstood that Jiang Ye had thoughts about him, and he was very annoyed for a while, and deliberately sang the opposite tune, but the other party did nothing except speak unseriously, which made him a little embarrassed and felt that he was making trouble for no reason.

Logically speaking, he should push the boat with the current and keep a distance from Jiang Ye.

But he actually enjoys such warmth a little bit, unwilling to let him go, even allowing his touch and presumption.

What this came from, he himself did not know.

Several people set out on the road with their own thoughts, and the capital city was in sight.

All the way calm.

During the period, Jiang Ye received a flying pigeon to send a letter, opened it and read it, crushed it to ashes, then lifted the curtain of the carriage and said a few words to Ying Jiu.Xie Zhan closed his eyes as if resting his mind, but his heart was not stable.

"The chasing soldiers are here." Seeing him frowning at night, Jiang Ye explained: "There are two roads, one is from Ningzhou City, and the other is from Ming Road, and the assassins are caught, and they come on fast horses. Go to Beijing before stopping us. The other way is to start from the capital, they are all lifeless killers, we will meet head-on.”

Xie Zhan looked serious and said, "It's not easy to deal with."

Jiang Ye said: "Ningzhou's pursuers should not be able to catch up with us." He assassinated the people who were arranged by the prefect to prevent such accidents.

Ying Jiu whipped the horsewhip, and the carriage sped up immediately, Jiang Ye lowered the curtain, lowered his eyes and laughed in a low voice: "Next, let's meet the killer who dared to rob and kill Prince Duan at the foot of the emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, his silver eyes narrowed slightly, their color extremely bright.

There was a crackling sound outside the carriage.

Ying Jiu pressed down on the bamboo hat, drove the cart with one hand, and pulled out a crossbow from behind with the other hand, raised his hand and appeared in front of the slapping horse, and shot the killer who was trying to stop him.

After shooting two arrows, he steered the carriage through without slowing down, and the horse's hooves crushed the murderer's body mercilessly.

"Good job." Jiang Ye put the shadow guard mask on his face smoothly, brushed his fingers over a series of weapons around his waist, then lifted the curtain, jumped to the top of the carriage, and stood firmly on the speeding carriage.

He slowly drew the knife from his waist, and the sunlight reflected on the surface of his knife, giving it a strange brilliance.

"Master! There are five people in the front and eight people in the rear." Ying Jiu switched the reins to his left hand, held a crossbow in his right hand, and rushed towards the horse at his side, and shot the masked killer who was trying to chop off his horse's leg through his head.

The sound of breaking wind came from behind Jiangye, he tilted his head slightly, dodging the arrow, and the killers who rushed towards the carriage lightly on both sides seemed to fall from the scorching sun, holding their blades high, vowing to split the carriage in half.

But Jiang Ye didn't even look at it, and directly stabbed the killer from mid-air with a backhand knife, and fell heavily behind the carriage that was leaving in the dust.The other party struggled on the ground for a long while, and finally he was completely out of breath.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his left hand to block the cold arrow behind him, and then turned his head slightly. The strange pattern on the mask seemed to flow under the sun, strange and cold.

The killer who got to the carriage lightly seemed to feel that he was being watched by some kind of cold-blooded beast, covered in murderous aura all over his body, unable to swing the next sword for a long time, the dagger in Jiang Ye's hand did not have eyes, and with an extremely dexterous gesture, he easily and cut his throat.

Jiang Ye lifted his foot and kicked the killer off the carriage, dragging long bloodstains out of the body.

Sitting in the carriage, Xie Zhan could only feel the sound of swords overhead. Fortunately, the carriage was strong and did not fall apart easily.Holding the sword in his hand, he put his whole body on guard to deal with this robbery in the suburbs of Beijing.

The sound of iron and steel passing across the outer wall of the carriage was harsh, Xie Zhan's eyes sharpened, and he was about to stab out with his backhand, but he heard a miserable howl and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

He looked through the cracks in the curtain, and saw an extremely brilliant knife light, sending up a rain of blood all over the sky.

In the sun, it is extremely dazzling.

This horse has changed into a thousand-mile steed at some point. It is extremely fast. The carriage looks the same as the one they bought when they entered the city. In fact, the wood on the outside is made of special wood, and it is even mixed with a layer of steel. , extremely solid.

Jiang Ye was absolutely serious when he said that he wanted to protect him.Xie Zhan smiled silently, and sat back down again.

After a while, the killing sound stopped.

The man standing on the top of the carriage flicked the blood off the knife, sheathed the knife, and then jumped down covered in blood, reaching out to ask Ying Jiu for the crossbow.

"Concentrate on driving, and I'll come to those who are hiding." He ordered lightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Assassin's eagle eye can make the surrounding enemies invisible.

Although his body is human, this kind of trained perception ability is still very useful.

With a whoosh, the cold arrow on the left came through the air, and Jiang Ye didn't hide, he grabbed it with one hand, then turned his head and smiled softly: "I caught you."

The arrow left the string, extremely fast, and the killer who had been hiding behind the rock fell down immediately.

While counting, he smiled slowly: "It's just such a small group of people who dare to come and assassinate the little prince, but they really look down on me."

Jiang Ye knew the assassin's methods too well. In his eyes, this group of people were bold and reckless, no matter how high their internal strength was, they were just rookies in the field of assassination.

Jiang Ye swept around and found that it was clean, so he got into the carriage again, played with the arrow in his hand and handed it to Xie Zhan inside, saying: "Can you recognize the origin of this arrow?"

There was still some blood on his body, the mask was not removed, and he just sat on one side calmly with his arms folded.

Xie Zhan glanced at him, only felt that his voice became more deep and sexy after the killing, then took a look at the arrow and said: "This is not a formal standard, but it is not like the one used by Jianghu people, it should be a privately made weapon. "

"Whose private soldier?"

"I can't tell." Xie Zhan couldn't see any traces around, and said, "For assassination, of course you can't use things that can be seen."

"Then let's talk about it when we go back to Beijing." Jiang Ye smiled and said, "We're almost there."

Sure enough, the journey went smoothly.

The arrangement left before Jiang Ye also paid off. As expected, the pursuers in Ningzhou City were intercepted on the way, and the opponent was so angry that he jumped and could only suffer silently.

The reputation of the thousand-mile horse is well-deserved, and once it advances at full speed, the others will not be able to catch up with it.The other caravans on the official road watched the blood-stained carriages rushing away, flying dust and sand, and they were even more suspicious.

The guards at the west gate of the capital watched a simple carriage pass the caravan, and even disrespectfully surpassed the officials returning to Beijing to report their duties.

The guard took a closer look and found that the carriage was covered in blood, which was extremely suspicious at first glance.

"The carriage in front, stop!" The guard hurriedly shouted without caring about checking the others.

There was an uproar in front of the city gate, and there were many discussions.

The guard leader hurriedly raised his weapon, stepped forward to stop him, and said angrily: "This is the capital, if you want to make trouble here, don't blame us for following the rules!" Then he turned his head and said to his subordinates: " Take it for me! Turn it over to the government!"

The driver had no fear on his plain face, he reined in the reins, and the horse kicked twice to stabilize it, but his eyes had a sharpness that didn't match his face.

He looked at the surrounding guards, sneered, and said, "Do you know who is in this carriage?"

The guard commanded: "There must be something wrong with so much blood on the carriage, don't listen to his bluff, take it down!"

Jiang Ye lifted the curtain, covered his face with a mask, but held a token in his hand, and said coldly: "Everyone back down!"

"This is—" the commander was in shock, looking at the dragon and phoenix dancing on it, he said, "Duan Wangling?"

"The seals, decrees and documents are all there, do I need to confirm them one by one?" Jiang Ye asked with a half-smile, "Should I still send Prince Duan to the government?"

Of course the guard commander has heard of this master.

The king of a different surname who holds the military power in his hand, the owner of the ten cities in the northern border, and the famous Duan Wang Xie Zhan all over the world.

"Welcome Prince Duan back to Beijing—"

Everyone knelt down, the gate of the city was as silent as death, watching the carriages drive into the gate.

King Duan went to Beijing, and what followed was a turbulent situation.

In the wind and rain of the dynasty, an individual is just a wisp of hair, and will be involved in the turbulent world at any time.

The carriage drove into Duanwang Mansion in Beicheng in a low-key manner.

This is the most affluent area in the capital. There are many Duke's Mansions and Marquis Mansions, and the Duanwang Mansion occupies the largest area and is the most magnificent.

Lao Duan Wang lived in the capital for a long time, and he was a typical romantic prince who enjoyed flowers and birds.

Originally, His Majesty summoned him to the capital for the purpose of taking hostages, to take care of him, and not to let him be too famous in the northern border, so that he could slowly replace his own people to take over the northern border.

But he never expected that his father is worthless and his son is a ruthless character.

He was obedient to tidy up the northern border, and the people sent by the court were either arranged to take up idle jobs or helped him do things.

Xie Zhan's leg injury was still not healed, and when he got off the carriage, he still calmly helped Ye to stabilize himself.

"Here are all my father's people." Xie Zhan whispered when he approached Ye to help him, there was a slight ice in his eyes, it seemed that the relationship between father and son was not harmonious. "You have to pay attention these few days, I will change them all after a while."

Jiang Ye: "I know."

The relationship between Prince Duan and his son seems to be good, but in fact, when the first concubine passed away, one was in the capital and the other was in the north.

Even though his father passed away, Xie Zhan in the northern border was indifferent by nature, but he had neither love nor hatred in his heart.

Xie Zhan is covered in thorns, and it is also thanks to him.He was thrown into the barracks by his unreliable father when he was ten years old, and was angry with those domineering soldiers.

He is sick and weak, and he is even looked down upon by others, but he insists on practicing a set of fierce swordsmanship, subduing those second-generation fighters, and subduing the veterans one by one by means of planning, which makes people admire him, and holds Duan Wang's old department in the palm of his hand. .

The unreliable father was arranging dances for dancers and enjoying music, and he looked like he didn't care about his son's life or death. In the end, he went to Beijing to pay his respects on the Longevity Festival, and was detained by Yi Yi for five years. .

Xie Zhan raised his head and looked at the palace covered in white, feeling sad. He didn't have hatred in his heart, but he was too indifferent to this already thin family relationship.

He washed off his dusty body, put on clean plain clothes, and first went to the mourning hall to worship.His legs were inconvenient, and he couldn't kneel down in filial piety. He burned incense in front of his father's tablet, and then said in a low voice, "Do you want me to take you back to the north?"

The lingering fragrance lingered, and the mourning hall was silent.

Xie Zhan looked at the posthumous title of Xie Zhi written on the tablet, the word Zhongyong should not have been the posthumous title of Prince An Le.

"Maybe you like the capital better." Xie Zhan said in a hoarse voice, lowering his eyes. "After all, father and son are together. I will find out the cause of your death and give you justice."

He refused to use crutches, and staggered out of the mourning hall on his own. Jiang Ye was already waiting at the door.

Xie Zhan stepped on the ground, and was just caught by him when he was about to fall. He grabbed Jiang Ye's sleeve and didn't speak for a long time.

The house is wrapped in plains, white silk is flying in the wind, and the smell of burning incense is faintly diffused in the air.

Jiang Ye was still wearing a mask. He entered the palace as a shadow guard. The people in the palace hadn't been cleaned up yet, so it was unknown how many eyes there were, so it was even more important to play to the end at this time.

His movements also became rigid and rigorous, and he no longer felt the intimacy of holding him in his arms and kneading him.

Jiang Ye's voice was gentle and alienated, and he said, "What is the little prince's order?" It really looked like the prince and the shadow guard.

Xie Zhan knew that this was a necessary alienation, so he ignored the mess in his heart and said, "It's nothing, just help me back."

Jiang Ye frowned, although he knew that he wanted to be strong, but he really couldn't bear to see him straighten his back and refused to show his weakness, making his own wounds to death.

He said: "Ying Jiu, push that thing over."

Ying Jiu appeared beside him silently, pushing the wheelchair in his hand.

Jiang Ye carefully helped him onto the wheelchair, and said in a deep voice, "Your legs will last at least half a month. Walk around casually and be careful of the wounds bursting."

Xie Zhan really felt that his legs were still throbbing, so he stopped resisting and sat in the wheelchair with his eyes closed.

At this time, the eunuch's shrill voice came from the gate of the palace.

"The imperial decree has arrived, Duan Wang Xie Zhan accepts the decree—"

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I wrote a text yesterday, and I wrote more words today to supplement everyone =W=a fat one.

In fact, Jiang Ye's appearance as a good boyfriend is also pretending, and he endured it very hard.

The little prince's reservedness is also pretended, he can't pretend anymore, he is very clingy inside.

Then there's the two-way crush.

Jiang Ye said, I have a crush on you, but I have to take my time, I won't push myself hard (although I really want to)

Little Prince: Doesn't he like me?Why not?Is it not possible?Do you still want me to say it myself?

The brain circuit is distorted again.

Shadow Nine:?Master, when did we become King Duan Yingwei?

Jiang Ye smiled but not smiled: Isn't it good to get two salaries?

The old king's bento was a little unclear, and the young prince went to Beijing to consider the overall situation, and also wanted to help his cheap father find out the truth.

He has been assassinated all the way, and he doesn't believe that the old prince died of natural causes.