Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: Transfer to Erlang God

(continued)

Because of the ferocious effect of the 'Phoenix Prisoner', Zhao Yifeng's high fever did not subside.

At this time, he was weak and weak, and curled up into a ball in pain.

Looking at Zhao Yifeng, who clenched his teeth and rattled, his eyes were red and hot, panting heavily and needing relief.

The four big men were overjoyed.

This cold, arrogant, dignified, world-defying man is about to tact/turn/accept/enjoy under him.

Thinking of this, the four of them looked at each other knowingly, and with trembling hands, they took off Zhao Yifeng's shirt.

Want to see how this man who loves Mr. Qingyu will show/flatter under his body?

A big man like himself, unknown and humble, can actually make the arrogant King Ding submit, and he is also a noble royal blood, a legend on the battlefield!

A strange feeling suddenly popped up in the minds of the four—maybe after the crown prince ascended the throne, the historian asked the historian to write down the unofficial history: King Ding was bullied to death, can these brothers and sisters also leave their names in history? Being talked about after dinner...

The passion and greed in their bones were mobilized, and the three of them joined forces to pinch Zhao Yifeng.

Zhao Yifeng resisted and struggled vigorously, but the high fever made him weak, and the poison made him hot, so there was no strength in his hands.

He tried his best to shake his head to dispel the confusion, but in a trance, he saw a dark figure looming over him, and a cold light dazzled his eyes.

Zhao Yifeng squinted and looked over, only to see that burly man holding a bone nail with a cold light in his hand.

The big man smiled triumphantly: "His Royal Highness, this is the bone nail specially prepared by the crown prince for you to seal the martial arts. After all, His Highness fought and killed the enemy. For the safety of our brothers, we can only be offended."

Zhao Yifeng felt a chill in his heart!

Originally, he had hoped to accumulate strength for the final fight, but Zhao Qingfeng cut off his back directly.

He stopped drinking: "You dare!"

The adulterous man chuckled: "Your Highness, you are under us now, how dare you threaten us? This is no advantage for you. If you are smart, serve us obediently for a while. Our brothers will make you want/ Immortal/desire/dead. Hahaha~~"

A look signaled.

The other three big men had already understood, and immediately increased the strength of their hands to restrain Zhao Yifeng.

The big man looked at the slender bone nail in his hand, and blew lightly towards the bone nail, and a voiceless sound echoed.

With a smug and cunning face, he approached step by step, the big man roughly pulled Zhao Yifeng's shoulder and shirt, and looked at Zhao Yifeng evilly: "His Royal Highness, hold on, this bone nail will hurt~~.

If you can't stand it, you can scream out, the louder you scream, the happier we will be.Haha..." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Yifeng's reaction, he slapped the bone nail off Zhao Yifeng's shoulder with his palm.

"哧~~" The sound of the bone nail piercing through the skin and rubbing against the bone hit the eardrum.

The three big men who restrained Zhao Yifeng clearly felt the hardness and tension of his arms.A gnashing of teeth sounded in the ears.

"Hmm!" Zhao Yifeng snorted, biting his bleeding pale lips, his body trembling and twitching uncontrollably.

Eyes wide open, ferocious and proud: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated! Give this king a good time!!"

"Hahaha..." To give you a good time would defeat the purpose of having fun, and this would not have failed the original intention of His Royal Highness.

"Let go of him. Take action!" Seeing that Zhao Yifeng had lost all strength, the big man gave an order, and the other three had to let Zhao Yifeng go.

At this time, the handsome man collapsed to the ground powerlessly, without the majesty and domineering arrogance that dominated the battlefield.

Zhao Yifeng only felt the chill from his shoulders to his body and mind, every place seemed to be wrapped in ice, and he couldn't find a trace of life.

There was a great sense of sadness and desolation in my heart - I was proud of the world, and my courtiers were all respectful and fearful. I didn't expect that I was lingering in the hands of four people at this time, and I couldn't even get a neat one.

The most desolate thing in the world is this!

For a hero to be tortured at the hands of humble people, it's not enough to think about it happily.

A hero who is going to be bullied to the point of death and still struggles to get rid of it, and has since disappeared without a trace.

——This is Tianqing's sorrow, and it is also the sorrow of the Six Kingdoms!

The cold wind is blowing, and the passion cannot be blown away/the desire is hot; the lights are dim, and the inner confusion cannot be illuminated.

Zhao Yifeng struggled with all his strength, and slashed at the four big men with one palm after another, but in the end it had little effect.

The pain in his shoulders made it difficult for him to exert strength, the 'Phoenix Prisoner' made him confused, and the high fever made him unable to think.

Cold sweat drenched Xuanyi, clinging to his body, being blown by the wind, the cold from head to toe chilled his heart.

Xuanyi drew a graceful arc in the air, and immediately fell to the ground.

The four men ruthlessly stripped Zhao Yifeng's clothes clean.

Looking at the delicate waist and the muscles that make people think, the four of them swallowed involuntarily.

The four beckoned to each other, and touched the masculine body roughly with their hands.

Impulse accumulation under the body!

"His Royal Highness Ding Wang, when you arrive in Huangquan, you must remember the brothers, we know how to love you so much, don't forget your kindness~~"

The four of them were excited, and they were finally about to succeed...

With a sound of "Boom!", the door of the cell was knocked open, and dozens of men in black rushed into the cell like ghosts!

The four of them panicked, the guards were so strict this day, how could people rush in.

Pulling up the trousers quickly, the big man shouted: "Where is the assassin?!——"

"Hell!" A gentle voice came from behind the circle surrounded by men in black.

The world was silent for him.

The four of them paused.

Looking around, I saw that the blood-stained young master Qingjun in white clothes had accumulated anger in his eyes, and he walked slowly to the door of the cell with a long sword in his hand.

The sword was dragged on the ground and sparks appeared, like a resentful heart.

"Jiang came to take your lives, what else can he say before he dies?!" The coldness in Jiang Yushu's voice made the scorching temperature drop a little instantly.

"Do you dare to rob the prison? You are not afraid..." A big man stammered with such arrogance, "You come... to rob the prison, are you not afraid... Your Majesty... to kill your nine clans?" Thinking of the support of His Highness Prince Zhao Qingfeng, he couldn't help but grow stronger Point: "We are serving His Highness King Ding under the order of the crown prince, are you not afraid of the crown prince?!"

"Afraid?" Jiang Yushu rolled his eyes, glanced at Lushuijian, and said coldly: "Jiang is already here, don't you think what you are asking is nonsense?!"

The green light pierced through the air, and asked coldly: "Say! Which hand touched him?!"

Frightened by his cold aura, the four big men knelt down and hurriedly begged for mercy: "My lord, I'll wait until I find out that I've made a mistake, so I beg you to let me go."

"It's too late! You should have known the price a long time ago!"

Seeing the unbearable appearance of the kneeling people, Jiang Yushu lightly closed his eyes to hide the disgust in his eyes.

"Jiang doesn't want to do anything, dirty!"

A look signaled.

The ghostly figure rises and falls with swords.

There were only screams, and the four of them fell down one after another, carrying the proud man's wish that had not yet been fulfilled, and would never be obtained...

"Zhao Yifeng, how are you?" Jiang Yushu walked quickly to his side, looking at the man whose shoulder was bleeding.

My heart skipped a beat.

This Zhao Qingfeng is really vicious!

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Yifeng opened his eyes with a smile, and said angrily, "Yushu, are you here?"

The cloak wrapped the masculine body, and Jiang Yushu reached out to help the weak man.

But suddenly it was split open by Zhao Yifeng's palm.

"Zhao Yifeng, you..." Jiang Yushu was shocked.

Zhao Yifeng refused with a pale face, and tried his best to tremble at him: "Yushu, you go away... I have been hit by the 'Phoenix Prisoner', you go away!..." He closed his eyes, clutched his chest tightly, suppressed his throat murmuring.

Jiang Yushu froze in place, the history was strikingly similar, the 'Phoenix Prisoner' man had sexual intercourse with seductive poison, Zhao Qingfeng actually wanted to ruin his reputation and tortured him to death.

Zhao Qingfeng, you are ruthless!

Helping the weak man up, he said gently: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, you and I should leave this place first."

Touching his cold temperature, Zhao Yifeng was a little out of control, holding Jiang Yushu's shoulders tightly, wanting to absorb more warmth, and leaning towards the body with Lengxiang greedily.

Jiang Yushu let him approach quickly, withdrew his Lushui sword, and turned his head to look at the man in black with a stern look in his eyes.

With a look in his eyes, everyone already understood.

The man in black quietly watched Jiang Yushu lift Zhao Yifeng out of the cell, his eyes under the black scarf were shining in the snowy night.

The glare of the sword and the shadow of the sword flashed coldly.

The blood reflected the heat of the night.

Screams resounded in the prison cell, and everyone who saw this scene tonight—whether it was the jailer or the key criminals in the prison—all died instantly.

Then came the raging fire that illuminated the snowy night.

The rising smoke and dust blurred the candlelight in the snowy sky.

Walking out of the Sifang cage and exposed to the cool air, Zhao Yifeng took a quick breath, forcing himself to wake up.

Jiang Yushu's gentle voice soothed the heat inside: "Zhao Yifeng, hold on."

Being helped out of the dungeon by Jiang Yushu, Zhao Yifeng had already collapsed, but his eyes were slightly bright——

At that time, death was close at hand, humiliation was still in my heart, it was really looking at each other from the underworld!

Zhao Qingfeng, Zhao Shengtian, you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

It was you who forced me. Zhao Yifeng will definitely repay me ten times and a hundred times for everything I have suffered today!

You guys, wait, wait!

Tianqing—Bamboo House

"How are you preparing?"

Zhan Liyun bowed: "Everything is ready, wait for His Royal Highness to make some adjustments, and then we can rush to the east."

Jiang Yushu fixed him, calm and gentle: "How about the secret letter sent to Dongqi City?"

"Your Majesty has joined forces with the dark spots of the [-]th Alliance in the rivers and lakes according to my son's order, and launched the unique fireworks signal of Fanyan Pavilion. Presumably, Mr. He already knows."

Jiang Yushu nodded calmly.

This time escorting Zhao Yifeng to the east border, without Dong Qi He Qianzhang leading troops to support, Zhao Yifeng might be in danger...

Xie Yiya walked slowly to Jiang Yushu's side, with tears in his eyes: "My lord, are you going to fight again? In the past, my lord was injured, and Yi Ya was afraid every time. Is it serious this time?"

Even Xie Yiya knew how serious the incident was, and he didn't want him to be involved in these incidents, but he never thought that his youth would still be filled with flames of war.

Jiang Yushu felt guilty, and solemnly warned: "Yi Ya, this time the road ahead is bumpy, you can't go with me. I have arranged for your Uncle Luo to take you to Beili, where you study medicine and practice flute well. Don't Live up to my heart."

"My lord, is this just love?" Xie Yiya's eyes widened, and he asked the answer Zeng Jiang Yushu didn't give, and the pure eyes touched the depths of his heart.

Jiang Yushu's heart skipped a beat.

Forget about the great feud of the Jiang family, throw away the elegant name, disregard the words of the surrounding people, be indifferent to the worldly etiquette, abandon the post of prime minister of Beili, and even give up——

Now a child asks him, is this love?

Jiang Yushu stared at the distant night sky, his voice was erratic and ethereal, unfathomable——

"I don't know either. I don't know what love is either?"

"I don't know?" Xie Yiya was surprised. "Young master said last time that love means that two people want to be together for the rest of their lives. As long as the other party moves, the eyes can understand what each other is thinking. But now the young master says he doesn't know. It turns out that there are things in this world that the young master doesn't know. No wonder the last time The young master doesn't answer Yi Ya."

Dare is in the child's heart, Jiang Yushu knows everything, and everything he says can be believed.

Jiang Yushu smiled lightly and put his arms around him: "Yi Ya will understand when the time comes, what I said is that you have no experience, and you may not be able to say it accurately. Love, this word seems simple, but it actually involves many things. As you slowly realize knew."

Xie Yiya hugged Jiang Yushu's waist tightly, and looked up at his jade-like face.

he saw-

Jiang Yushu stared at the grass ring on his slender fingers, the helplessness in his eyes was like a broken flower, and the determination was like rush grass.

It was a resolute determination to be reckless, vowing to die, and to be reborn after death. It was a desolate beauty that was neither crazy nor benevolent!

He had never seen Jiang Yushu like this before!

At that moment, the aura emanating from Jiang Yushu's body was scorching, bright and tenacious, which Xie Yiya could not forget for a long time.

Jiang Yushu fixed his eyes on the grass ring in his hand, and held his hands tightly until the joints turned white, until the blood-stained grass ring was slightly deformed: "I only know that he can't lose it!"

After settling Xie Yiya, Jiang Yushu immediately went to the inner room.

Looking at the weak man on the couch, Jiang Yushu's heart burst with sadness.

He was injured like this, is this the royal family?

Zhao Yifeng maintained the last sliver of sobriety, and a faint smile appeared on his bleeding lips: "Yushu...you are here..." He was about to struggle to get up.

Jiang Yushu pressed him lightly, "Your shoulder is hurt, don't move around. I'll pull out the nails for you and rest for a while, then we head to the east. Can you bear the ups and downs along the way?"

There are clusters of flames burning in Zhao Yifeng's eyes that dominate the world.

He smiled faintly at him: "It's good to be alive."

As long as there is life there is hope;

As long as he is alive, everything will be rewritten by him;

As long as he is alive, Zhao Yifeng will eventually stand on the top of Mount Tai!

"Hmm~~" Zhao Yifeng gritted his teeth and snorted softly, looking for a bloody hole on his shoulder, it was so red and scary.

A bone nail broke through the flesh and was quickly pulled out. Jiang Yushu calmly sprinkled wound medicine on the person leaning on the bed.

The slender fingers touched the skin with coldness, and lit the suppressed 'Phoenix Prisoner' poison.

Zhao Yifeng looked at Jiang Yushu with hot eyes, with forbearance and suffering, desire and longing.

Jiang Yushu shuddered from the scorching gaze.

He turned his head unnaturally, and stopped his movements: "What are you looking at, Your Highness?"

Zhao Yifeng gritted his teeth and let out a low moan from his throat: "Yushu, I..."

Jiang Yushu knew what he was going to say next.

To be able to endure 'Phoenix Prisoner' for so long is a testament to her perseverance.

After wrapping the Gebu on his shoulders, Jiang Yushu gave him a gentle smile. "Zhao Yifeng, offended."

The hand under the sleeve exerted strength, and one hand split the neck.

Zhao Yifeng was caught off guard and fell on his shoulder.

A soft call: "Li Yun."

Zhan Liyun walked in gently with a medicine bowl: "My lord, this is the herb boiled by 'Double Butterfly', it should be able to cure 'Phoenix Prisoner', but the dose is not easy to control, after all, the 'Double Butterfly' planted by Tianqing ’ are too rare to find only these quantities.”

Staring at the dark medicine, Jiang Yushu nodded in satisfaction: "That's enough."

Looking at the quiet and safe man who had been fed the medicine, Jiang Yushu smiled faintly——

Zhao Yifeng, no matter what, I will save you.