[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Chu Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He covered his mouth with a pair of cold hands, and warm breath gushed against his ears.

The boy was still wearing obscene clothes, staggered out of the backyard, and was pushed into the dry well unexpectedly.

Chu Yu fell into it in embarrassment, got up, and shouted calmly, "Eleven!"

The quiet outside the dry well can only hear the sound of leaves being blown by the wind.

Then came the sound of horseshoes and swords.

Chu Yu frowned.

Listening to the sound of horseshoes, there are about ten riders coming.

Eleven seemed to be restrained, he heard the assassin's voice, "The little emperor ran for his life, and he brought such a beautiful young lady by his side."

The others laughed and said, "If you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost."

Someone picked up the captive young man's pointed chin with the hilt of his sword.

The moonlight shines brightly on the young man's black hair.

Her lips were as red as blood, and her complexion was very fair. In the dark night, her brilliance suddenly appeared like a pearl on a golden crown.

The men are all a little distracted.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the little emperor obediently, and I will leave you to live and warm your bed."

The sound of laughter spread into the well, and the fingers of the young emperor curled up into a ball.

The young man was brought to the side by the man in the head with his long hair, and the man's rough hand fell on the vermilion lips, rubbing them lightly, and his eyes burned with lust.

"Go and search for the little emperor, I have something to do here."

The men smiled knowingly, "Remember to clean up when you're done."

Chu Yu was in the well, his eyes were burning red, but he didn't dare to speak a word.

Only at this time did the aloof young emperor realize that he couldn't do anything without that position.

The thin single clothes on the young man were torn by rough hands.

The tall man covered it like a shadow.These people were all covered in black clothes, the young man couldn't see his face clearly, only a pair of eyes full of lust.

Chu Yu only heard a muffled hum, like eleven.

Then there was the sound of metal falling to the ground, probably the man dropped the weapon in his hand.

The sound of tearing silk came.

In the end, all the sounds were made by the assassin, and the insulted person didn't make any sound at all.

Chu Yu was in the well, biting her lip with her teeth.

The young man was crushed by the well, and most of his complexion was exposed to the eyes of the man burning with evil desire.

The man turned into a beast dominated by desire, panting heavily, just wanting to tear the beautiful prey under him to pieces.

The man hadn't had time to pull out his obscene objects.

There was a knife light in front of him.

The bound young man undid the rope at some point, and the golden knife at his waist came out of its sheath.

The last memory of the man is the indifferent and hateful face of the youth under the moonlight.

One kill.

When the men who had found nothing in the front yard came smelling the blood in the back yard, they saw the chopped-up corpse of their companion.

Even these assassins who are used to seeing dead people are a little disgusting.

Killing people without nodding their heads, killing people to pieces, that's probably the extreme of hatred.

The dead man's eyes widened, as if something unbelievable had happened.

It's really Merry making a ghost.

During the war in the previous dynasty, the capital fell, and Tongzhou was near the capital. Many people dug escape tunnels at home.

The courtyard of Wang Shi's house has been around for some time.

The escape tunnel of Wang Shi's family is this dry well in the backyard.

Just because it has been abandoned for many years, it has become a granary for hoarding grain.

If the assassins hadn't come too fast one by one

There was no need for the ferryman and his two children to die.

Chu Yu smelled a strong smell of blood on Eleven.

He didn't know whose blood it was.

Either those disgusting men, or Eleven himself.

He didn't know what happened by the well, and whether the man succeeded.

Holding his hand by Eleven's cold fingers, he walked along the secret passage in the well.

The well had been abandoned for many years, and weeds and branches grew on both sides, scratching the skin.

Chu Yu couldn't see, so he followed Eleven, staggered two steps, and the two of them leaned against each other.

Sensitively, the young man noticed that Eleven's body was trembling a little.

Although it was slight, he still found it.

Why shake?

He was afraid of the approach of the man.

including him.

The young man's eyes were stained with an asura-like ruthless look.

Finally said, "When I return to the palace, I will avenge you."

"And the Wang family."

the boy added.

Holding his hand froze slightly, then continued to move forward.

The tip of the boy's nose could still smell the scent of medicine besides the smell of blood.

At such a critical moment, Eleven actually brought herbal medicine to treat his eyes.

Chu Yu found that Eleven's health was not very good.

Stop and go all the way, rest while walking, and occasionally hear a few coughs.

Chu Yu stopped walking, untied the outer shirt he was wearing, and groped to put it on the young man's shoulders. Eleven seemed to want to push back, but Chu Yu's strength was great, and he tied the belt firmly .

The boy was born in the royal family since he was a child, and there are countless people who died for him.

He is cold and selfish by nature, and rarely cares about anyone.

It's just that he didn't even notice about Eleven, and it has been different since then.