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

The assassin's knife hit the singer's neck again, and before he was about to wipe it off, Wen Jue closed her eyes, and ran out of her hiding place with a heartbeat.

"He's over there!", the singer pointed at Wen Jue's back as if she was pardoned when she saw someone coming out.

The assassin let him go and chased after Wen Jue. They were too fast, and Wen Jue's physical strength in the deep palace was naturally incomparable.

The assassin approached with a few steps, slashed horizontally with the long knife in his hand, and looked directly at Wen Jue's back, the blood flew instantly, Wen Jue staggered two steps and shouted at the frightened singers in pain: "Hurry up! "

The singers regained their senses and fled in all directions, but Wen Jue was forced into a desperate situation and had no escape, with the icy lake behind him.

Leaning against the side of the boat, he panted heavily, glanced at the assassins, wiped off the blood on his lips and smiled, then he paused because he saw Wang Weizhi who was chasing him.

He was standing right behind the assassins, as long as the assassins turned their heads, the long knife could pierce his abdominal cavity.

Wen Jue gave him a look to leave, but Wang Weizhi obviously wouldn't abandon him, he opened his mouth as if trying to attract the assassin's attention.

Wen Jue understood his purpose, and couldn't help feeling hot in his heart. He spoke first, but said to the assassin, "Don't you guys want to kill me? Come after me!"

After he finished speaking, he fell back from the boat and fell directly into the water. He knew that these assassins were coming for him, and only by leaving him could he save them, save these innocent people, save Wang Weizhi!

Wen Jue fell into the water, and he was stabbed in the back. Under the dim moonlight, he could faintly see traces of bright red floating in the water.

A figure rose and fell in the middle of the lake, while the assassins on the side of the boat looked at each other, and one of them said: "Bring a knife."

Someone handed over a sharp long knife, and the assassin shot at the man in the water. In the darkness, it was impossible to see whether the knife had been stabbed, but the figure sank after a while.

Wang Weizhi wanted to go forward, but was caught up again by Wen Xian who was catching up. He pushed the tearful Wang Weizhi to the people in black behind him, "Stop him."

Only then did the assassins realize that there was a group of people standing behind them, but soon these people killed all the assassins under Wen Xian's instruction.

But Wen Jue was nowhere to be seen in the center of the lake. Wang Weizhi was in great pain. He was the only person who treated him well after he arrived in the capital. The only twilight, the only driftwood in the mud.

He desperately broke free from the restraints and knelt down in front of Wen Xian. He didn't know any way to save Wen Jue, he just begged him, begged the man in front of him, as long as he was willing, Wen Jue might be saved.

He kowtowed tremblingly, desperately, "I beg the third prince to save him, beg the third prince to save him!"

There was a sound of weeping blood, and a sound of muffled bumps surrounded in the silent night, but this man remained indifferent. He stood in front of Wang Weizhi, cold like an emotionless evil spirit in hell.

Until his head was broken and his voice became hoarse, Wang Weizhi finally understood that Wen Xian would not help him, he would just watch from the sidelines and watch him sink deeper and deeper into the mud.

Wang Weizhi suddenly came to his senses. He stopped and looked at the dark lake as if he saw his own future. It was dark and lifeless, and the only person who treated him equally would be buried there now.

He didn't know where the courage came from, and he suddenly stood up and walked beside the stumbling net boat.

He doesn't know how to swim at all, he is clearly afraid of water the most, but Wang Weizhi suddenly feels that it doesn't matter, let's just leave it at that.

But Wen Xian wouldn't watch him walk forward, the tall man finally said, "Just take one step forward, and I will cut off the heads of the Wang family, and I will do what I say."

But Wang Weizhi only stopped for a second, Wen Xian's complexion suddenly changed, he angrily stepped forward and grabbed Wang Weizhi and roared, "Just because of him, did you even ignore the Wang family?"

Wang Weizhi is like a puppet with an expressionless face, his voice is very soft, as if it will be scattered in the wind at any time, he said: "You can do whatever you want."

It was a look of death without nostalgia, an attitude of indifference and indifference to everything, and suddenly felt that maybe nothing could move his mood, not even him, a burst of uneasiness for no reason.

But this step was a necessary step in the plan, he grabbed Wang Weizhi, and the two stood in a stalemate on the edge of the boat.

Suddenly a spark flashed on the shore, and someone jumped into the water first.

Wang Weizhi turned his head and saw a heavily injured guard in front of the crowd being carried back.

At that moment, Wang Weizhi's heart seemed to be scalded suddenly, his doll-like expression was shattered in the dark night, and those strong emotions surged in an instant.

When someone picked Wen Jue up, he finally slid on the ground and covered his face and wept.

Wen Xian looked at the group of people on the shore, he didn't know what mood he was in at the moment, whether he should blame the fish that slipped through the net for disrupting his plan, or be grateful for his escape.

He looked at Wang Weizhi, who was kneeling on the ground and had a breakdown, squatted down and said in a low voice, "It's his fate, but you know, he blocked the way of many people, and it will be sooner or later to get rid of him." and the people retreated into the darkness.

Wang Weizhi couldn't remember who helped him off the boat, but looking at the pale prince on the bed but breathing evenly, he finally felt relieved.

Wen Jue's assassination on a trip spread quickly back to the palace, and Emperor Wen sent many guards to escort him back, and sent important ministers to investigate the matter, but the people behind the scenes were impeccable, and the damned were all wiped out At the mouth, Emperor Wen wanted to investigate but was unable to start, so he could only temporarily put the matter aside for further investigation in the future.

This time the prince was seriously injured, and fell into a coma all the way, until he returned to the palace and had a rectification by the imperial physician. Although he was fine, he was too frightened and lacked energy and blood, so he had to take good care of him.

Emperor Wen visited many times in the past few days, and left with a frown every time.

Wen Jue was the only ray of light for Wang Weizhi, and Wang Weizhi never took care of others. He still remembered Wen Xian's words before he left, and he was always on guard for fear that something would happen at this critical moment.

Fortunately, it was still stable after several days, and Wen Jue finally woke up after half a month of coma.

That night, he usually stayed by Wen Jue's boat, and he didn't believe that Wen Jue really woke up until there was a movement behind him.

Everyone in the world said that the prince Wen Jue was kind and tolerant, but more people ridiculed Wen Jue's hypocrisy and incompetence behind his back.

On this night when Wen Jue woke up, Wang Weizhi threw himself next to his bed and cried over and over again. To him, Wen Jue was not only that beam of light, but also the person who understood him best and treated him most equally. Only Wang Weizhi knew this. The prince is not weak, he can sacrifice himself for the people, and only Wang Weizhi deeply understands this night that Wen Jue may be the only person who can add color to his gloomy life besides Brother Ergou.

Even if it's just a small, insignificant sum, it can make him go on in a desperate situation.

Although the prince woke up, he couldn't get out of bed for some unknown reason.

Emperor Wen was furious when he heard the words, and angrily reprimanded the imperial hospital for its uselessness. Some imperial physicians believed that the reason why the prince could not get out of bed was that he was too frightened.

However, another imperial doctor believed that the prince's inability to get out of bed was related to the knife wound on his back.

That knife was extremely dangerous, the wound was deep enough to show the bone, or the meridian was injured, which made the prince unable to move.

No matter what the reason was, Prince Wen Jue's lower body was paralyzed.

When he first learned that this disappearance was unacceptable, Wang Weizhi also could not accept it, and even blamed God for being unfair.

But after closing the door for three days, Wen Jue seemed to have a sudden idea and opened the courtyard door.

This day Wang Weizhi pushed Wen Jue into the backyard to enjoy the flowers, he pushed Wen Jue into the pavilion to sit down, then squatted in front of him as usual and pressed his unconscious legs.

Wen Jue couldn't recover after falling into the water and suffering from the wind and cold. He coughed and looked at the man squatting in front of him, "Weizhi, what are your plans for the future?"

Wang Weizhi paused, feeling a little sour. He lowered his head to collect his emotions, and when he looked up, he had a smile on his face, "Of course I am serving by the side of His Royal Highness."

Wen Jue looked at him and smiled, raised his hand to gather his loose hair back, with reddish eyes beside his fair fingers, he said, "You don't need to feel that you owe me anything."

Wang Weizhi shook his head, and the movements of his hands became more and more meticulous. He was actually blaming himself, because he couldn't tell Wen Jue that Wen Xian had arranged all this, and he was a coward.

Wen Jue patted his head, he could feel Wang Weizhi's sadness, this miserable child has suffered a lot, "If you want to leave here, just tell me, I will order someone to take you away."

Wang Weizhi still shook his head, but he stopped talking. If he spoke now, his voice would be hoarse.

Wen Jue didn't want to embarrass him, so she sighed and changed the subject, "Go and help...cough cough...cough...let me bring the tea set over here, cough cough...it's weird to not drink for a long time."

He coughed several times while speaking, as if he was going to cough out his lungs violently, Wang Weizhi was so frightened that he didn't dare to delay, so he ordered the attendants to go quickly to fetch the tea set that Wen Jue often used.

Near Wen Jue's palace, a person suddenly stepped out of it, Wang Weizhi took a closer look, and found that the person who came was Wei Zheng, the real only son of the Wei family, who really had a close relationship with him.

The friendship between the two is really not shallow. Back in Qingshan Town, Wei Zheng was Ergouge's younger brother, just a boy in an ordinary village. The two had hated each other since they first met, if it wasn't for Ergouge!I'm afraid they won't meet.

It turned out that the fate card engraved with Wei Zi belonged to him. It turned out that he was the real stomach of the Wei family. How ridiculous is fate?

Wang Weizhi looked at the visitor in a daze, as if thinking of the life in Qingshan Town.

Wei Zheng just glanced at him slightly, nodded slightly and wanted to go around him.

Wang Weizhi suddenly said, "Brother Ergou, is he... all right?"

Wei Zheng didn't turn his head back, his eyes were full of indifference, and he said, "It's pretty good."

After saying that, he left here directly, Wang Weizhi suddenly smiled, "It's pretty good... that's good."

It was only when he opened the door and entered that he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask why Wei Zheng was here?But I also thought that now the Wei family is the prince's cronies, so it's natural to be here.

Then he took the tea set and returned to the courtyard.

After brewing Wen Jue's favorite tea, Wang Weizhi carefully tried it with a silver needle, and handed it to Wen Jue after seeing no change in color.

Wen Xian's words before leaving had always been a thorn in Wang Weizhi's heart, so that he was always very careful.

Wen Jue watched him move and laughed at him for being too cautious, but Wang Weizhi was willing to be cautious, which was nothing compared to Wen Jue's life.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2216:55:35~2020-06-2314:58:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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