kill that paranoid emperor

Su Rong restrained himself, and was about to explain the reason why he appeared here, when suddenly there was a sound of piercing through the air, Yue Sheng's figure rushed forward, raised one hand, clasped Su Rong's shoulder hard, and slammed He pressed against the pillar.

With a "bang", Su Rong felt his back collided with the cold column, and the great impact caused severe damage to this fragile body. At almost the same moment, Su Rong felt a sweetness in his throat. , suddenly wanted to cough up.

Yue Sheng had already touched his neck, Su Rong barely raised a hand, put it on Yue Sheng's wrist lightly, and said intermittently: "Don't... be impulsive..."

Yue Cheng pressed the person in front of him hard, the light and shadow shattered into pieces in his eyes, he could neither see the face of the person in front of him clearly nor his own motive for doing so.

He was just extremely anxious and wanted to kill very much.

I want to use any means to erase the blood in my mind that night, I want to kill all the palace people that night, I want to kill myself, I want everyone in the world to be buried with him.

Su Rong is dead, and these people deserve to die too.Yue Sheng thought to himself.

In a trance, Yue Cheng seemed to vaguely hear someone whispering something in his ear, he didn't react at first, but he quickly pulled out a glimmer of clarity from his chaotic mind.He heard the man say:

"Do not impulse."

Memories surged, and Yue Cheng suddenly remembered the words that Su Rong shook his head and sighed softly when he taught him how to shoot:

"You little brat, how can you be so impulsive?"

"You can't wait to shoot the sharp arrow before the prey is in full shape, so you're missing out on this opportunity?"

The young Yue Sheng refuted him unconvinced: "Only if I move fast enough and shoot arrows before others, can I have a chance to win the first place."

"It's good to be bloody and competitive." Su Rong took his hand, drew his bow and set an arrow, aimed at the bushes, and said softly, "However, if we can be more cautious and think more before doing things, That's even better."

"So don't be impulsive." Su Rong's breath brushed behind his ears, bringing a subtle itchy feeling, provoking people's hearts for no reason, "Your biggest enemy is not others, but yourself."

"..."

Yue Sheng let go of his hand abruptly.

He took two steps back, when a gust of cold wind blew over, Yue Sheng took a deep breath for a moment, his irritable and irritable heart suddenly calmed down a little.

He looked at the person he had caught, who was slumping down against the pillar, and finally fell to the ground, suppressing his cough.Yue Sheng watched coldly, but didn't move.

This person looked familiar, but Yue Sheng didn't want to touch his face, so he said coldly, "Look up."

The man raised his head in response, water vapor was brewing in his twinkling peach eyes, bright red blood stained his lips, and the small moles at the end of his eyes trembled uncomfortably. It's the traces I grabbed.

The beauty fell down the corridor, her clothes were disheveled and pitiful, it seemed that someone should come forward to comfort him due to emotion and reason.

Yue Cheng glanced at Su Rong with the eyes of a dead person, and said lightly, "Fang Xuelan."

Yue Sheng really remembered him.

Su Rong breathed evenly, and only then did he have the opportunity to look at Yue Sheng. Different from his vague intuition before, Yue Sheng's eyes are clear now, his expression is calm, and there is no abnormality.

If it was someone else, they might wonder if they were delusional, but Su Rong was different, he knew Yue Sheng well enough, and he believed in himself enough.

"...Your Majesty," Su Rong propped one hand on the ground, his voice was still a little hoarse when he spoke, "You seem to have been affected by something just now."

Yue Sheng's voice didn't fluctuate: "What do you mean?"

Su Rong raised his hand, pointed to the pillars that he accidentally touched before, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you'd better send someone to check if there is anything painted on these pillars."

That's why his state just now was so wrong.

Yue Sheng was silent for a moment, and looked at the colonnade. At first glance, there was nothing abnormal, but after careful identification, he found that a small piece seemed to be darker than other places.

Yue Sheng's eyes returned to Su Rong, stared at Su Rong for a while, but said: "Gu has always been like this, why is something wrong?"

Su Rong was about to be laughed at by him, Yue Cheng was still testing himself, Su Rong didn't know for a while that Yue Sheng's thoughtfulness and suspicion were good or bad for him at the moment.

Su Rong opened his mouth and remembered his identity again, so he had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty is wise, so he will naturally make a decision."

You can always boast, Su Rong thought helplessly.

Unexpectedly, Yue Sheng's attitude did not loosen at all:

"Fang Xuelan, you have no official position, and no one with a heart to lead the way. You have come here for no reason, your words are flashing, and you are still quibbling. According to Gu, you are the one who put the poison on the pillars. Gu found out , So instead of asking for it, I tried to divert the trouble to the east and clear myself of suspicion.”

It's rare for Yue Sheng to say such a long sentence at once, pointing out every word that Su Rong intends to harm him, with clear logic and powerful reasoning, if Su Rong didn't know that he didn't do it, I'm afraid he would have believed him.

After all, the most troublesome point is that Su Rong has no way to prove how he came to this place.

He... didn't intend to, but maybe he still had some nostalgia in his heart, and walked out of habit, so he came here unknowingly.

While Su Rong was thinking, Yue Sheng had been observing him quietly.

Fang Xuelan's appearance is quite deceptive, bright and innocent, she looks like a spoiled young master from an aristocratic family, her eyes are sparkling but not blurred, on the contrary they are very clear, with an appearance of not knowing the world.

Of course, according to Yuecheng's vision, he felt that Fang Xuelan's appearance was nothing more than this, and he even disliked this person's taste in wearing red and purple all day long, which was extremely vulgar.

From childhood to adulthood, the only one who can make Yuecheng feel peerless is Su Rong.

It was in the past, and it will be in the future.

Yue Cheng looked at the person in front of him coldly for a while, and seeing that Su Rong had no intention of defending himself, he said concisely, "Press it down."

Su Rong was stunned for a moment, not knowing who he was talking to, but soon saw a few figures jumping down from the height of the side hall, half kneeling behind Yue Cheng, and said in unison: "Yes."

Su Rong glanced at those people, and it turned out that they were Yue Sheng's hidden guards.

Three years ago, Yue Sheng didn't seem to have such a thing as a secret guard, so Su Rong had blocked a lot of other people's open and hidden arrows for him, and now Yue Sheng is also able to form his own force, and he is alone.

Yue Sheng didn't speak any more, turned and left.A hidden guard came forward, grabbed Su Rong's arm, and roughly pulled him up from the ground.

Su Rong took a breath of cold air, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, can you be gentle?"

The dark guard frowned, so Su Rong had no choice but to soften his voice, and said pitifully, "...My lord, I'm not in good health, please be gentle."

Several hidden guards on the side: "..."

The guard who grabbed Su Rong's face twitched, and relaxed a little. Anyway, the prisoner looked so weak that he shouldn't be able to run anywhere.

——It’s just a bit thick-skinned.

Su Rong noticed that someone was staring at him with unkind eyes, but he didn't care at all.

In the first place, people should be able to stretch and bend, since Su Rong can get some benefits by showing weakness, Su Rong doesn't mind temporarily letting go of his figure.

After all, to achieve the position of prime minister, relying on a good-looking face is not enough.

For example, Fang Xuelan was good-looking, but she was still shrunken in front of Yue Sheng—Su Rong tried to act coquettishly and flattered him, but Yue Sheng seemed even more indifferent.

When Su Rong was being led to the prison, he pulled the ends of his hair, thinking that Yue Sheng was indeed a piece of wood.

A piece of wood that I taught myself.

The prison was dark and damp, and Su Rong was pushed into a torture room.

Except for the warmth brought by the burning charcoal in the corner, the rest of the place was cold, and Su Rong sneezed lightly as soon as he entered.

He rubbed his wrist that was red from being caught, and watched several jailers in the torture room busy looking for ropes, then pushed himself onto the rack, and tied him up with his hands raised.

The rough hemp rope rubbed against the delicate skin, causing slight pain. Su Rong asked them in a good-tempered manner: "Big brothers, who will interrogate me later?"

The jailers looked at each other, and one of them said in a vicious voice:

"Hey, you're quite calm. You don't care who is going to interrogate you. Whoever interrogates you will have to suffer! Once you enter the door of our prison, don't try to walk out with your legs!"

Su Rong said: "It's not impossible to be carried out in a sedan chair."

"..." The jailer's eyes widened when he heard the words, and while he tied the rope tightly, he said angrily: "You don't know what to do! You will suffer later, so save your strength and scream! You are still here to show off your strength. "

Su Rong looked at him innocently for a moment, the jailer rolled his eyes, tied him up and went straight out, leaving Su Rong alone in the execution room.

Su Rong was happy to be at leisure, except that being tied up was uncomfortable, but there was no one else to disturb him, so it was much more comfortable.

He raised his eyes and looked at the entrance of the dungeon. It was quiet there, and there were intermittent screams of people, and the atmosphere was gloomy and eerie.

In such a situation, as Fang Xuelan who seldom went out, Su Rong felt that he should act a little scared?

When Yue Sheng came to the prison, Su Rong had been locked up for almost two hours.

Hearing the sound of footsteps stopping in front of him, Su Rong slightly raised his head to look over, and Yue Cheng frowned when he saw his expression.

Her lips were as pale as blood, but her eyes were slightly red, as if she had cried.

Even though Fang Xuelan was in poor health, in just two hours, her appearance was a bit too miserable.

Yue Sheng didn't make a sound, but only glanced at the trembling guards around him. These people immediately understood what he meant, and said in horror: "Your Majesty, we have never lynched him! It may be that the prison is very cold..."

Yue Sheng interrupted their words, and said calmly: "It's nothing, you will always be punished."

The jailers shrank their necks and dared not speak.

At this time, Su Rong, who was tied to the torture rack, suddenly spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, low and weak, but his tone was very calm:

"Your Majesty, if you want to interrogate, please ask while I'm still awake."

The people around took a look at him, wondering if this sick beauty was crazy, and dared to provoke Yue Sheng.

But Yue Sheng didn't have an attack as expected by others, he just said: "Everyone get out."

After all the idlers had left, Yue Sheng paced to the side of the charcoal basin, reached out for a long soldering iron, looked at the sparks bouncing up in the basin, and said, "Answer Gu's previous question."

Su Rong suppressed a cough, and said softly, "I have nothing to answer."

Yue Cheng frowned and looked at him, but Su Rong stared at the soldering iron in his hand, and said softly, "Since Your Majesty doesn't want to torture me, you don't have to act like this. Put me down, maybe you can faint more slowly."

Yue Sheng clenched his hands, and said coldly: "Who said Gu didn't want to torture you?"

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