Placid Chang'an

"As expected." Su Cen pursed his lips lightly. He had already guessed about Song Fan's identity when he heard the conversation between the two, but now that it was confirmed, he still couldn't help being touched.

A lunatic father who dreams of being an emperor every day brings out a lunatic son who thinks he is a prince every day.

"Then what happened to Song Yi?" Su Cen asked, "Why did he help you?"

"Naturally, I have to thank your short-lived ghost emperor Li Xun," Lu Xun said while collecting the chess pieces, "Back then, the young prince died in the Ding'an Hou's mansion, but because of Li Xun's accession to the throne, he sent the murderer back to his hometown. That old guy Yi is too timid to confront the new emperor against the wind, but he just pushed him to us."

"You followed Lu Xiaoliu into the Lujiazhuang in the name of avenging the young master, but you killed more than 200 people in the Lujiazhuang!"

Su Cen's chest rose and fell slightly. The 280 seven corpses in the Mount Butterfly Cave all died of broken throats. They were strangled to death!

Lu Xun smiled indifferently, "A group of foolish people, death is not a pity."

"Then what should be cherished? The little Marquis of the Hou Mansion should be cherished enough? Your precious son should be cherished enough?!" Su Cen's eyes were pained, and he tasted the strong smell of blood in his throat.Some people go through mountains and rivers for a life, risking their lives, just for the justice of the survivors and the peace of the dead, while some people regard human life as nothing, and they don't even bat an eye when they kill someone.

"This is the way of things in this world. The law of the jungle is the law of nature. When you stand at the highest point, these people are no different from ants. Who cares how many ants are trampled to death in a day?" Cen explained, "Li Shi fought on the battlefield all these years, and he has more lives in his hands than mine. Why don't you question him?"

"You are not worthy." Su Cen said.

"What?" Lu Xun frowned.

Su Cen raised his head and said word by word: "You are not worthy to compare with him."

In the next moment, Su Cen felt a gust of wind approaching his eyes, a pain in his chest, and flew him away with a palm, and the chilong-carved screen fell to the ground with a bang.

Su Cen's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness came down his throat. Before he could catch his breath, he pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him up out of thin air.

There was a bloodthirsty coldness in Lu Xun's eyes, "Say it again."

Su Cen's throat moved, but he finally endured it.He could feel his neck trembling slightly under the hands, and he could end up with the 280 seven people in Lujiazhuang with just one more word.

The two were in a stalemate, and Su Cen couldn't breathe, so he could only grab the hand that was made of copper and iron, his eyes were bloodshot, and the white eyes were turned upside down. Lu Xun let him go when he was about to lose his strength.

Su Cen knelt down on the ground, his throat loosened, a large amount of air poured in, and he coughed desperately.

"What is Li Shi?" Lu Xun puffed up his sleeves. "It's just a bunch of swindlers, thieves, and thieves. He doesn't deserve to be compared with me!"

Su Cen thought, then you shouldn't compare yourself with others from morning till night.

Lu Xun was still angry, grabbed a cup of herbal tea to suppress his anger, and another man in black came in to announce that the traitor had been caught.

Su Cen froze suddenly.

The traitor at the secret door, could it be...

Linger had already left Lujiazhuang before Lu Xun came back, how did they catch him?

Lu Xun nodded, "Bring it in."

After a while, a middle-aged man in a blue robe came in, followed by two men in black, carrying a man on one left and one on the right. The man's head was bowed, his hands were tied behind him, and it seemed that there were not many people left out of breath.

It wasn't until the person was thrown on the ground that Su Cen realized that the person was still a half-grown boy, his face was green behind the messy sideburns, his body had just grown up, and he still had the frailty of a young man, that is, Qu Ling at that age.

And that childish face was bruised and purple, and his body was already ragged. Through the torn fabric, he could see blood scabs criss-crossing on his delicate ribs.

Su Cen breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it wasn't Qu Ling'er.

The blue-robed man replied: "It's because I didn't know enough about it. Let the spies sneak in. This subordinate deserves to die. I have already taught him a lesson. I broke his tendons and tendons, and he can't do it in this life." Leaving the secret door... Can the door master spare his life?"

The young man squirmed forward, and raised his face, which looked quite pitiful to me, but tears were streaming down his face, but he didn't have a hand to wipe it off, so he could only grab the ground with his head and cry while saying : "I was coerced, I will never dare again, sect master please forgive me, I will never dare again..."

Lu Xun was indifferent to the pear blossoms and rain here, and squinted at the blue-robed man, "Is this your man?"

The man in blue pursed his lips tightly, looked at the young man's earnest eyes, and nodded after a while, "Yes."

The young man just breathed a sigh of relief, the next moment, a cold light flashed, and blood splashed in the hall.

The young man opened his mouth unbelievably, but he could only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood foam, twitched a few times and then became silent.

Su Cen stood there dumbfounded, his face was stained with warm blood, obviously there was still warmth, but the person was gone.

Lu Xun put his sword back into its sheath, "I don't care who it is, that's the only end for betraying the secret door."

The blue-robed man immediately knelt down on the ground, "Master, please spare me!"

Lu Xun patted the blue-robed man on the shoulder, and wrote lightly: "I know that the secret door has lost a lot of people in recent years, but not all crooked melons and dates can get in, next time this kind of thing happens again. It's you, the one lying here."

The man in blue immediately said yes.

"Go down."

The man in blue bowed and retreated. Just as he reached the hall, he was stopped by Lu Xun, "Take your people away."

The man in blue looked back at the body that had cooled down, waved his hands, and the two men in black dragged him out as they had come.

There was only a bright red pool left in the courtyard, which was quickly cleaned up by the servants.

Lu Xun wiped the blood from Su Cen's face with a white handkerchief, and smiled lightly, "Scared?"

Su Cen slowly came to his senses. He had seen all kinds of corpses, but he had only seen two people murder in front of him in his life.

One is Lu Xun and the other is Song Fan.

"He's no longer a threat to you."

"He's not threatening anymore, but I saw him as an eyesore, so why should I keep it to make things difficult for me." Lu Xun carefully wiped the blood on Su Cen's face. The blood dried up and was not easy to wipe. The blood, on the contrary, became more and more dirty as it was rubbed off. It made half of Su Cen's face turn red, but he didn't see it clean.

Su Cen took a step back and took the veil from Lu Xun's hand, "I'll do it myself."

Lu Xun pulled the chain hanging from Su Cen's hand, pulled him forward and staggered a few steps, pushing him to the front.

"Did Li Shi tell you that you are very red?" Lu Xun pressed the wet blood on his lips, a little bright red, white snow congealed the beauty, and bright pearls on the lips, Lu Xun smiled softly, "It's colder than you Much better looking."

Fishy|salty mouth, Su Cen frowned slightly, the tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, but he still felt the bloody smell permeating through the gaps between his teeth.

Su Cen passed out in the early morning of the next day. When serving Lu Xun's dishes, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.He hadn't had a drop of water for two days, and he was sleepless, and he was forced to fight with Lu Xun. It was his limit to be able to hold on till now.

Lu Xun continued to eat without raising his head, and when he was done, he ordered his servants to throw him into the fish pond in Tingfangyuan to wake up.

Su Cen woke up after choking on a big mouthful of water, and was almost unable to float up because of the iron chain on his body.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in front of him was covered by a shadow.

Su Cen opened his eyes and saw a pair of deep eyes.

He lost his mind for a moment and wanted to touch those eyes.

He raised his hand halfway and then let it hang down. The man was thousands of miles away, and he was trapped in the prison. It was still unknown whether he could get out alive, and he dared to ask for anything else.

Su Cen closed her eyes, "If you want to kill or cut, you can do as you please, there is no need to be so troublesome."

"Then you are wrong," Lu Xun smiled lightly, took a bowl from the hand of the maid behind him, stirred it with a spoon, and the sweetness of lotus leaves mixed with the fresh fragrance of glutinous rice slowly diffused.

Su Cen's throat moved slightly.

Lu Xun took the bowl away, "Come here if you want to eat."

Su Cen dawdled on the ground for a while before getting up. If it was destined to be a dead end, he would not force it, but as long as there was still a chance of life, he would never give up.

Lu Xun led him into a flower hall, and put the porridge in front of people, "It's still the same rule, take a bite and say 'Li Shi bastard', and I'll take a bite when I'm satisfied."

Why did this person get into a fight with Li Shi? Su Cen frowned, and thought he had to wrong the prince again, and he was angry at his dantian, and shouted like a woman cursing the street: "Li Shi bastard!"

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Eat."

Su Cen put a spoonful of lotus leaf porridge into her mouth, it was so sweet and soft that she almost bit her tongue.

His stomach warmed up, and he gained strength. Su Cen gathered his energy and yelled again: "Li Shi bastard!"

"eat."

After eating a bowl of porridge, Lu Xun didn't act like a demon again. Su Cen was satisfied, but at the same time he found it funny. No matter how harsh the scolding was, Li Shiyuan couldn't hear it and didn't know it in Chang'an City. Come is sad or pitiful.

Su Cen yelled again with all her strength, and just as she took a mouthful of porridge, the closed door was suddenly pushed open.

Su Cen raised his head sharply, the porridge he was swallowing stuck in his throat, almost choking into his lungs.

A hand with a black jade finger puller slowly retracted, the visitor glanced around calmly, and finally set his eyes on Su Cen, "I'm so excited."