After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

"What about you?" Wang Weizhi asked involuntarily.

Wen Xian paused, his eyes brightened, "Wang Weizhi, are you caring about me?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then put away his emotions and said, "I just don't want to owe you favors."

Wen Xian smiled wryly, "It's such a time now, why can't you say a few nice words?"

The young man was silent, the man sighed alone, and when the other party inadvertently stepped forward, his lips slipped past his, and a trace of familiar breath slowly trickled into his heart.

Wang Wei paused, and was about to speak sarcasm, but when he met Wen Xian's sad face, those sarcasm suddenly stuck in his throat.

The man was a little sad, "I think, this is the role of my return in this life, to pave a safe and reliable road for you, and I am willing to fulfill your wish for you."

He paused, and touched the corner of his lips with his fingers, "Of course, let's take this as a small reward."

Without waiting for Wang Weizhi to say anything more, he slammed into Wen Jue who was beside him hard. The prince's center of gravity was unstable, and his body just fell on Wen Shen who was beside him.

The man jumped up almost immediately, pointing the long knife in his hand at Wen Jue, "What? His Royal Highness also wants to taste the power of this long knife."

Sitting at the side, Wen Jue naturally heard Wen Xian's plan, he just paused, and said with a slightly awkward expression: "Wen Shen, you are at the end of your rope, why are you struggling?"

Wen Shen looked embarrassed, "What? You still want to teach me at this time? Don't forget whose hands your life is in now?"

"Give up, I will beg Father to spare your life."

"You are too confident." Wen Shen felt a little funny, and patted Wen Jue's face with the back of his knife, "Do you think your promise is worth my life in your hands? My good brother , why are you always so naive?"

While the two were talking, at some point Wen Xian had touched behind each other, and he signaled Wen Jue to continue with his eyes.

After receiving the signal from the other party, Wen Jue continued: "But look at you, what have you got? Are rights more important to you than human life?"

"Huh?" As if hearing something funny, Wen Shen looked at Wen Jue incredulously, "How can a person like you who was born as a prince understand what I think? These people are just ants Forget it, even if you kill him, there will be more people to fill the vacancy, and only by sitting in that position can you become the real master."

Wen Jue sighed slightly, "But what if your mother and concubine are among these people, and there are people you care about? Are their lives not worth mentioning?"

Wen Shen was silent for a short time, as if he didn't know how to answer this question, but Wen Xian seized the moment when Wen Shen was stunned and suddenly became violent!

He rushed up from behind and staggered Wen Shen. This sudden blow made the crowd commotion, "Run! Run!"

Wen Xian yelled, grabbing the long knife in Wen Shen's hand, all the trapped wives from various families panicked, the crowd was agitated, and some people rushed towards the door, Wen Shen reacted almost immediately, "Stop them, Kill anyone who can’t be stopped! They are going to die and run away, we have only one way to die.”

While he was shouting, Wen Xian had already punched him, and the two quickly fought together. Wang Weizhi took advantage of the confusion to grab Wen Jue and said, "Let's go!"

"But Wen Xian..."

Wang Weizhi's eyes flickered slightly, "You are the crown prince, only when you are safe can Emperor Wen dare to send people in, now I can't control so much, let's go!"

He dragged Wen Jue through the chaotic crowd with difficulty. Some of the wives of these aristocratic families seemed to be scared out of their wits, spinning around like headless chickens, which greatly hindered the speed of the two of them.

When a woman blocking the way in front of me was pushed away again, there was only a scream coming from the direction of the palace door. A woman was cut in half by the red-eyed soldiers, and blood was spilled all over the ground. Dead, the upper body lay on the ground twitching, and let out intermittent cries of pain.

Almost instantly, the restless crowd suddenly quieted down, and the women who were running around seemed to be shocked by this woman's tragic end, but they all stood there dumbfounded.

Wang Weizhi cursed secretly, if the situation is under control, it will be as difficult as heaven for them to escape.

But things didn't seem to be going in the right direction. Seeing the crowd quiet down, a few soldiers rushed up to help restrain Wen Xian who was wrestling with Wen Shen.

Wen Shen got up from the ground and spat hard, and he couldn't help but stab the sword into Wen Xian's thigh, and the man couldn't help but groan.

"I underestimated you, you trash." Wen Shen pulled out the sword mercilessly, and bright red blood dripped down to the ground.

Everyone was already frightened, how could they dare to make a mistake, Wen Shen turned his head and searched for something in the crowd, and when he saw Wen Jue and Wang Wei, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Stop them, anyone who dares to move around, kill them immediately!" killed him."

After saying that, he pulled Wen Xian by the collar, dragged him to the front and threw him on the ground, and then kicked him in front of Wen Jue, "You two, come here."

When he was in front of everyone, he wiped the bloody sword on Wen Jue's body, turned his face to the side of the woman who had been cut in half, and a look of ruthlessness flashed across his gloomy face, "Brother Huang, you still want to run away?" ?"

Wen Jue looked embarrassed, "They...are all innocent."

"What is innocent? If it weren't for you, this woman would not have died."

Wen Jue closed her eyes in embarrassment and stopped talking.

But Wang Weizhi looked at the pale man beside him due to continuous blood loss from his thigh, and couldn't help but approached him to bandage him.

But Wen Shen seemed to be aware of his movements, and kicked Wang Weizhi away with a kick, "What are you doing? What are you doing without my order?"

"Wen Shen, don't touch him!" Seeing Wang Weizhi being kicked over, Wen Xian said with an ugly expression.

"You can't protect yourself now, and you still have the strength to worry about others? Aren't you very brave just now? Why are you shrinking to the ground like a dog now?"

Wang Weizhi stood up again, his delicate brows were tightly frowned, "If you don't bandage him, he will lose too much blood and die, and then you will lose a hole card."

"Hmph, that's what I thought just now, but you all tried to escape desperately. Now I have changed my mind, just keep one hole card."

After he finished speaking, he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and threw it in front of Wen Jue, "Isn't our prince kind-hearted?"

He kicked the small porcelain bottle that was thrown down, "It contains deadly poisonous wine, as long as one drop, even a genius doctor will be useless."

"As long as you drink it in front of everyone, how about I let Wen Xian go? If you don't drink it, I'll kill this trash in front of you, and then pull these people out and kill them one by one."

Looking at Wen Jue's face with changing colors, Wen Shen felt very happy in his heart, "Let's see if His Royal Highness is really as kind and kind as he appears."

"Wen Shen, don't go too far! It's not good for you!" Wang Weizhi also looked ugly. Although he knew Wen Shen was cruel, he never thought that Wen Shen would do this.

There was a flash of violence on the man's gloomy face, and he raised his hand involuntarily and stabbed Wen Xian's other intact leg again.

"You!..." Wen Xian's face was already pale, a large amount of blood had already gathered under his body, and if the bleeding continued like this, it would be a death sentence sooner or later.

Wang Weizhi didn't care about what Wen Shen said before, he finally moved closer to the man and hugged Wen Xian's upper body into his arms, "Wen Xian, hold on, it will be fine."

The man raised his hand and just touched his face reassuringly.

Wen Shen didn't try to stop him this time, but just snorted coldly and pulled out his sword, "What are you? When will it be your turn to speak here? I will make the rules of the game. I say how to play, and you can only How to play!"

The tip of his sword slid upwards slightly, touching Wen Xian's heart and turned to Wen Jue again, "Then, Your Highness, what is your choice?"

With trembling hands, Wen Jue picked up the bottle of poisoned wine that fell in front of him, "Wen Shen, we are brothers after all, why do we fight each other?"

"It's ridiculous that you only come to talk to me about siblings now. From the moment we were born in the royal family, it was only you who lived and died."

"You hate me so much?"

"Of course, why don't I hate you? I really hate you. No matter what I do, my father always only looks at you. Obviously I do better than you, and I can take on the responsibility of the prince better than you, but because my mother If your family is too powerful, you will be suppressed everywhere by him, and you are not even qualified to compete for the title of prince? Why? Just because of your poor innocence? Or just because you are the son of the empress?"

Wen Jue's face was a little pale, he really didn't expect that in the eyes of this imperial brother, he had always looked at him like this.

As if pleased by his dejected appearance, the tip of the sword that was on Wen Xian's chest pressed down slightly, skin.The flesh was broken open and blood flowed out.

Wang Weizhi almost didn't think about holding the sharp blade with one hand. The pain from the cut palm did not distract him for too long, because soon a big hand wrapped his hand.

Looking down in astonishment, he was facing Wen Xian's long and narrow peach eyes. He remembered that when he first saw these eyes, they were clear and clean, but now besides these, there is still an indelible affection.

He said: "Wang Weizhi, don't worry, I always thought it was a chance for me to come back to this life, but now I know."

"God asked me to come back to redeem my sins. I made too many mistakes in the last life and missed too many things because of it. Fortunately, nothing happened between you and me in this life."

His other blood-stained hand raised up to touch the cat's eyes of the other party, "I think I was already sunk when I saw your eyes, but it's a pity that I found out too late."

Wang Weizhi pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but the man's fingers slipped down and rested gently on his lips.

"Hush, don't say anything." Wen Xian smiled, the dimples on his cheeks showed deeply, "I also went to that inn, I want to get back your sincerity, but now it seems that you should It’s a failure... But it’s okay, at least it won’t be sad, and it’s okay if you don’t have a heart, so you won’t be bound, but I still feel a little regretful, I think we still have a lot of time, even if we die Stalking will also make you agree, but ah, it may be that there is really no fate between you and me. If there is reincarnation, I will ask you to forgive me in the next life..."

He paused, his hands trembled due to blood loss, and his eyes began to blur. He saw something in the corner of the boy's eyes with his head down.

He raised his hand and touched it, it seemed to be warm water stains, "Are you crying?"

"No, I have no heart, why would I cry? It would be best if you died." Wang Weizhi insisted, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the crying expression.

"That's it..." The man seemed a little regretful, touched the corner of his eyes again, but smiled knowingly, "I'm sorry for losing your heart, and... ..", if this is your wish, I will help you realize it. I really love you and this young man named Wang Weizhi.

He looked up at Wen Jue who was staring blankly at them, "Take care of him for me."

As soon as the words fell, the big hand that wrapped Wang Weizhi's hand suddenly exerted force, holding the blade and sending it down fiercely.

There was a slight sound of "噗呲", the long sword went straight to his heart, he heard the man let out a heavy breath, Wang Weizhi just looked at this man in a daze, obviously he had no intentions, but why did he feel like this at this moment? His chest was empty.

The man finally smiled at him, "This way you don't have to make a choice."

When Wen Xian closed his eyes, Wang Weizhi was still in a daze, touching the man's chest, it was obviously still warm, why didn't it rise and fall?

It shouldn't, it shouldn't be like this, what he wants is for this man to live to redeem his sins, not to die like this...

Wen Shen spat unhappily, and turned to Wen Jue, "It's a good deal for you, but..."

"It's fine if this trash dies, but there are others here, so let's continue, His Royal Highness, what will you choose? Do you want to watch these people die in front of you one by one, or drink poisoned wine to kill yourself?"

"Wen Shen, you... are too despicable..."

"Despicable? After all, I'm already dead, so why not drag others to be buried with me?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a woman from the crowd, "Choose a prince!" He put his sword across the woman's neck, and the woman had already fallen limp, begging for mercy incessantly.

Wen Shen got annoyed, and threatened: "I'm rambling, don't wait for him to choose, I'll send you to see the third prince directly."

The woman shut up immediately when she heard the words, only her eyes were pitifully begging Wen Jue.

The gentle young man said, "I never knew my life was so valuable."

"Stop talking nonsense! Choose quickly!" Wen Shen scolded angrily.

Wen Jue looked up at him, with a trace of determination on his face, "I drank him, I hope you can keep your promise, don't make things difficult for them."

"I, Wen Shen, always keep my word." As soon as these words came out, the expression of the threatened woman suddenly relaxed a lot.

When Wang Weizhi woke up from his daze, what he saw was Wen Jue drinking the poisoned wine with his head up. The young man fell to the ground with his eyes closed, and the small porcelain bottle rolled down to Wang Weizhi's feet.

The boy's pupils shrank sharply, and a sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't change it, he couldn't change anything!The prince is still dead, and Wen Xian, this man is also dead in this life. Is this the price of trying to change history?

This result was unacceptable to Wang Weizhi, how could he accept it?How does he accept it?A feeling of emptiness rose up, he was a different kind, a strange kind who returned from the previous life, at that moment he was surrounded by a sense of loneliness that was not tolerated by the world.

Wang Weizhi didn't know what was wrong with him, only the strange anger surrounded him.

He suddenly burst out a tragic cry from his throat, and rushed towards Wen Shen, this desperate look startled everyone from time to time.

The crowd became commotion again. This time, I don't know if it was because so many people died and everyone was on the brink of despair, so they fled out the door regardless.

The door of the main hall was opened, and the bright moonlight came in. There were many voices in his ears, and there were many figures in front of his eyes, but Wang Weizhi seemed to be unable to hear or see. He knew that someone dragged him off Wen Shen, and it was Emperor Wen who led them. rushed in

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