Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

"Chu Huaijin, do you really have a heart? You can still sleep peacefully with a pillow full of blood debts and grievances like bones?" The voice seemed to climb up from an abyss that never sees the sun, and it turned into a boundless abyss in my ears. killing intent.

Wen Yan chuckled, and regardless of the cold blade sticking to his neck, he tore off the soft veil that bound his eyes, and opened his eyes extremely slowly.

He seems to have spent a lot of effort to get his eyes on the person in front of him.

"Zhou Banquet." Wen Yan turned his head away, the remaining candle oil had burned to the bottom, shaking weakly, shining on his pale face, adding a bit of unpopular temperature.

Over Zhou Yan's shoulder, Wen Yan faintly saw a black figure not far away.

No need to guess, except for Xiao Heng, who else has the ability to come and go freely in the emperor's bedroom.

"Who gave you the guts to assassinate me? Is it because you think your life is long, or that your Zhou family's life is long." Wen Yan's tone was still a little bit sleepy, and the two threats were aroused by the voice that was as angry as silk. Hit half discount.

"Long life? Life?" Zhou Yan seemed to have heard a joke, raised his eyebrows sarcastically, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "What a light and delicate word 'life'."

"Chu Huaijin, I should have died a long time ago, in this imperial city, in that cold pool outside your Zhengde Hall."

"Why should I save you? Why should I save a beast? I should have dragged you to die in that cold pool, and buried those souls who have nowhere to go!"

The hatred in Zhou Yan's words was too deep, but Wen Yan didn't seem to care about anything, and turned a deaf ear to him and said, "If you dare to get any closer, I will have your entire Xiangfu buried with you."

"You really think I don't dare?" Zhou Yan's subordinates increased their strength, and there was a bloodstain on Wen Yan's neck instantly.

"Tingzhang." Xiao Heng appeared next to Zhou Yan at some point, pressed Zhou Yan's hand holding the blade, frowned and shook his head.

Wen Yan only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and even the strength to lift his eyes was gone. It was enough to deal with a Zhou banquet, and he couldn't concentrate on looking at Xiao Heng.

Wen Yan smashed his jars and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but in Zhou Yan's eyes, the resentment suppressed by Xiao Heng mixed with the overwhelming anger surged again, and he waved Removing Xiao Heng's hand, there was sadness in his eyes: "My Zhou family has been loyal to Yunchu all my life, what will happen in the end?"

"Open your eyes and see, my father's two generations of courtiers have dedicated their lives to loyalty and righteousness, but in the end they became a treasonous sinner in your mouth?"

"Chu Huaijin, you don't have a heart." Zhou Yan supported Wen Yan's bed with some exhaustion.

He just didn't understand, spent so many years trying to figure out where the bright-eyed boy went, and whether the emperor in front of him was Chu Huaijin who called him "Brother Tingzhang".

"This is the world of the Chu family. Under the charge of treason, you still survive to stand here and threaten me. It is already a great luck." Wen Yan said.

The guide didn't move, he didn't know if there were people from Chu Fu staring at him, before he could guarantee absolute safety, he must not leak a little bit of news, especially...

Wen Yan tried his best to glance at Xiao Heng...

The lights were dim, so he couldn't see Xiao Heng's appearance clearly, he only vaguely felt that it didn't quite resemble the outline in Chu Huaijin's memory.

If you really want to bring down Chu Fu, Xiao Heng is the key. Now that Xiao Heng has not entered the capital, if something goes wrong with this person, Chu Fu will definitely launch a coup immediately, and there will be no way to recover by then, and even if he says now There is no hindrance to the right side, and he may not be able to believe it, and he has to rely on Ying Yi to deal with it.

"Your Chu family's world?" Zhou Yan sneered, "How many people do you think are rare? It was because my father was confused and mistook you for some kind of dusty wise master. He knew what he couldn't do but wanted to do it. As a result, you gave What happened to him?"

"What did you give him? Isn't it enough for you to be the right chancellor, with all the power?" Wen Yan thought for a while, and then said harsh words, intending to pierce his heart.

But it wasn't Zhou Yan's heart that wanted to be pierced, after all, he had been pierced into a sieve by the "Emperor Chu" long ago, but Xiao Heng's.

Wen Yan found it very strange, compared with Zhou Yan, Xiao Heng seemed too restrained, restrained to the point of a strange indifference, which was quite different from what he imagined Xiao Heng should look like.

It shouldn't be like this.

Wen Yan concentrated, said sorry to Zhou Yan from the bottom of her heart, and then said calmly: "Zhou Yan, it is the supreme glory of the ancestor Rongzong that made your Zhou family lose its duty. I only kill Zhou Yuan One, it’s already an extrajudicial favor, don’t be ignorant.”

Zhou Yan's eyes were red, and his voice was raised a little unconsciously: "Supreme glory? Chu Huaijin, what did you get for the supreme glory given by your Chu family? It was the one who sank in Boshui without even leaving any bones. A wronged soul? Or a tablet engraved with the crime of treason?"

At that moment, Zhou Yan only felt that the slightest hope for Chu Huaijin died in the cold winter, in the sentence "lost his duty", and what he sincerely gave in exchange was "don't know Anyway", for such a foolish king, keeping him is the biggest insult to his father!

Zhou Yan's eyes turned red, and he swung his knife sharply.

Looking at the cold blade that was approaching in that instant, Wen Yan felt that he hadn't grasped his strength well, and his heart might have been pierced hard, so Zhou Yanli still had to pierce his own neck.

It seems that this plane is going to die, Wen Yan thought to himself.

That's okay, when Prime Minister Right wakes up, he will clean up Chu Huaijin's back, return the little emperor Yunchu's innocence and release, and return the truth to the world.

But Wen Yan couldn't wait for Zhou Yan's dagger to fall, only to hear "Ting Zhang, enough."

Wen Yan opened his eyes, and saw Zhou Yan's dagger fell to the ground by Xiao Heng's shock. Zhou Yan was rushed back a few steps, and hit the screen before he could stop.

With a sound of "Boom--", the moment the screen fell to the ground, the cold wind blew out the only candle beside the couch, and the surrounding area was plunged into a thick darkness.

In the darkness, Wen Yan's wrist was held in the palm of his hand, with an irresistible strength, the scalding temperature made Wen Yan shudder.

Chu Huaijin was born with a cold body, and with the poison in his veins, he had to wear an extra layer of unlined clothing even in the hot dog days, let alone such a cold winter, his body was almost as cold as ice. This strange temperature made him feel cold. Some of the frozen thoughts became clearer.

But in the next second, Wen Yan secretly yelled that it was not good.

Xiao Heng is feeling for his pulse!

He wanted to stop, but it was obviously too late.

Wen Yan knew that things were going to get worse, and he was exhausted these past few days. He took medicine more frequently and more often, but this pill was originally a poisonous and tonic thing. In a few days, he slept soundly for a few days under the guise of having a fever.

Chu Fu didn't have time to take care of him, the courtiers more or less knew that the prime minister had been executed, everyone was in danger, and they didn't dare to hang out in front of him, so they saved the effort of taking medicine.

Unfortunately, he bumped into Xiao Heng.

Wen Yan let out a long sigh, now that he is the fish on the chopping board, Xiao Heng might crush him to death with one hand.

Just when Wen Yan was about to accept the contempt and beating from the boss, he heard Xiao Heng whisper in his ear: "Tell me, what did Chu Fu do to you?"

Wen Yan's mind was shocked, he turned his head in disbelief, but he couldn't see anything except the wanton darkness, he couldn't see Xiao Heng's expression, he couldn't even see his outline clearly, but he felt inexplicably Very reassuring.

It's as if... the one in front of you is Yan Qi.

The exhaustion and pain grew savagely amidst this troublesome speculation, forcing Wen Yan's eyes to turn red.

He felt that he still overestimated himself. He didn't want to work, he didn't want to do tasks, he just wanted to fall in love.

Xiao Heng didn't know what Chu Fu had done to Chu Huaijin, this person's pulse...was so weak that it was almost invisible.

He subconsciously tightened his hands, but when he heard Chu Huaijin groan in pain, he carefully released some strength.

Xiao Heng thought it was a bit funny, even he was frightened by himself, the moment he saw Chu Huaijin open his eyes, the only thing he wanted to do was hold him in his arms.

Chu Huaijin issued the secret decree of execution too quickly, and was suppressed by Chu Fu and almost did not leak a word of it. Xiao Heng was a step late, and Zhou Yuan had already been executed when he received the secret letter.

At that time, what Xiao Heng wanted to do the most was to kill Chu Huaijin, what kind of loyalty and morality, putting it on Chu Huaijin would be a waste.

He didn't care what Jiang Shan's surname was, Zhao, Qian, Sun, or Li didn't matter, he only wanted the heads of Chu Huaijin and Chu Fu to sacrifice to his master's tablet.

Xiao Heng sent a large number of eyeliners to guard Boshui, mass graves and other places. He failed to save Zhou Yuan, but he tried his best to let him go to the ground, but when the shadow guard brought back Zhou Yuan's body in Boshui, He felt something was wrong.

The corpse looks alike, but it's not the master.

Xiao Heng was sure that if the body hadn't been swapped, then someone had stolen the beam and rescued the master, but besides him and the Zhou family, Xiao Heng couldn't find a third person who needed to swap the body, even if someone wanted to protect it, there was no such person. ability.

The surname of all officials in the court has long been "Chu", but it is Chu Fu's "Chu", not Chu Huaijin's "Chu". Others had the heart but did not have the strength, even he himself had to use all the horses to hold down the master's body at the last moment.

Xiao Heng sorted out all the cause and effect, and found that there were too many strange things in it. Before the emperor issued the secret decree, he went to the prison prison. After returning, he immediately executed the right minister and personally supervised the beheading... Everything happened in the blink of an eye. .

Chu Huaijin was too anxious, so anxious... as if she was trying to cover up something.

Xiao Heng felt that there was something that would not be revealed, so he came to test Chu Huaijin himself, but what happened later was beyond his expectation, including meeting Zhou Yan outside the palace wall, including seeing that person's eyebrows and eyes under the lamp palpitations.

He didn't want Zhou Yan to disturb this muddy water, but he knew this person's temperament too well, he could stop it once, but he couldn't stop it the second time, so it's better to protect him than to let him go, he has already let Master In a dangerous situation, Zhou Yan must not be allowed to make a mistake.

From the moment he entered the door, Xiao Heng never took his eyes off Chu Huaijin, until Zhou Yan's blade was only a hair's breadth away from falling on Chu Huaijin, what Xiao Heng saw in that person's eyes was only relief and faint pain ...smile.

Xiao Heng knew that he had found the source of all cause and effect.

The old eunuch's shrill shouts came from outside the door, Xiao Heng threw a flintstone casually, barely brushing against the wick, and the faint flame ignited.

The fire was sporadic, but it was enough for him to see the man's face clearly.

Wen Yan didn't know what Xiao Heng's indifferent eyes were, since the old eunuch outside the door was about to barge in, Wen Yan had no choice but to keep glancing out of the window.

In recent years, Chu Huaijin has been thinking a lot, and even the slightest movement can make him fly into a rage, so he changed to a side hall to sleep, on the surface to seek quietness, but in fact it is because the vision here is the most complicated, easy to hide, easy to hide, and easy to run.

Xiao Heng wanted to "seek death", but Wen Yan couldn't let him die, so he had to lead him out.

Others want to kill me, but I still try to save him without leaving a trace. I am so kind, Wen Yan thought jokingly.

Fortunately, Xiao Heng was good enough, and he really took the bait. Just when Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he found that Xiao Heng leaned over and hugged him too!Even if Wen Yan had a little strength, he would grab Xiao Heng by the collar and shout: Big brother!You are running for your life!Wake up!

Xiao Heng looked at the little emperor's wide-open eyes, with half-boned innocent eyes, and his heart softened. The moment he got up, he looked at the thin jacket on the little emperor's body, thought for a moment, and took him away with the quilt.

Zhou Yan, who jumped out of the window behind him, looked at Xiao Heng incredulously, and said hoarsely, "Zihuan? Are you protecting him?"

"I'm not protecting him, it's just that the timing is wrong." Xiao Heng replied, "Is it useful to kill him? What about Chu Fu?"

"As long as there is a way, we don't need to make such a bad plan! Is there any room for stopping now? It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to God to make things happen. This person is so stupid, how can he ask God for a shitty opportunity?"

Xiao Heng didn't answer him, but just shook his head.

Zhou Yan realized that it wasn't just Chu Huaijin who he couldn't see through, there was also Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng looked down at Wen Yan who closed his eyes in his arms without any panic, and thought it was a little funny, and said softly, "Won't Your Majesty call for an escort?"

Wen Yan didn't even blink his eyelids, brother, I can't shout anymore, I'm afraid I'll splash your blood with my mouth.

"You deliberately led us a way out, why?" Xiao Heng's voice was very soft, and it was instantly shattered in the cold wind, but Wen Yan listened attentively.

Only then did Wen Yan slowly open his eyes, and did not answer Xiao Heng's question. After a long time, he said with a sarcasm: "General Kill Zheng is determined to commit the following crime?"

It was late at night, and Wen Yan's bones were chilled by the cold wind with a bit of fine snow foam. He couldn't help coughing several times, his internal organs ached, the fishy smell in his throat couldn't be stabilized, and a few traces of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth Oozed out.

The fishy smell was very faint, and with the wind blowing across his face, it seemed that nothing could be left behind, but Xiao Heng was so familiar with this smell that he noticed it almost instantly. His heart sank. Chu Huaijin's situation was worse than his. Worse than imagined.

"Okay, don't talk." Xiao Heng replied coldly, with a bit of sternness in his voice.

You are the one who let me speak, and you are the one who does not let me speak, Wen Yan gritted his teeth, but not as he wished, holding on a bit thinly, "Xiao Heng, you are so far away from the emperor, I can't handle you?"

"Since the Emperor Chu has decided that I am a traitor, it's not too late." Xiao Heng said rather carelessly.

Wen Yan was about to speak, but Xiao Heng didn't give him a chance to speak, and said immediately: "I have been eating the emperor's salary since elementary school, and there is something about being loyal to the emperor, but there is one thing I don't understand."

"May I ask Emperor Chu, who is this 'jun' named? Is it you, Chu Huaijin?" Xiao Heng paused, then looked down at Wen Yan again, "Or that Chu Fu?"

Wen Yan's throat rolled, and he finally summed it up in two words: "Presumptuous."

"Yes, my minister is presumptuous." Xiao Heng chuckled.

Wen Yan had a mouthful of old blood choked in his heart, neither up nor down.

The moment before he lost all consciousness, Wen Yan was almost sure of Xiao Heng's identity.

This temperament, eight out of ten is him.