Bandits raising buns

Duan Wang looked at Zhao Chuang with an affectionate expression, and his eyes caught his eye.He looked at the man in front of him, and seemed to see the boy from many years ago through the man's familiar eyebrows.The young man was wearing a blue shirt with floral sleeves, nestled in his arms, smiling like a flower.The fair face, the upturned nose, the red lips, every little bit, are so cute.The young man stretched out his hand, wrapped his neck around him, pulled him down, and kissed his eyebrows, eyes, and lips carefully, like grace.The young man's eyes were full of love, which almost gave Wang Duan the illusion that he was everything to the young man.

The sharp pain in his chest brought Duan Wang back to his senses, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face.King Duan is a man with an elegant appearance, but his mind is completely opposite, almost extreme.Such a person is either the supreme king in the world, or he is reconciled to being degraded to the point of no return.He is unwilling to be subordinated to others.The same is true of the attitude towards imperial power, and the same is true of feelings.He gambled with his life, the sliver of sincerity hidden under the hard shell of that person.Even if it was the slightest, that person would not stab that sword.

Duan Wang almost concluded that Qingli had feelings for him.He hated him and resented him, but he would not kill him, just like when he locked him in prison in Tanyun Sanzhou.So, when he lowered his head and watched the sword stab into his chest and the blood flowed out, he was first shocked.How can it be?How could his Qingli really want to kill him?It was like a fantasy, but the pain in his chest was so real, telling him truly that this was not a dream.

When he looked up, he saw the man standing there, he had let go of the sword, his eyes were looking at him coldly, and his face was also covered with a layer of ice.The man's eyes were so cold, as if there was no love, only hatred.Not at all the boy in the past.

Zhao Chuang's eyes were like a sharp sword, more powerful than the sword piercing his chest.He was almost showing by his actions that he didn't love him anymore, and he wanted to kill him.

Almost for a moment, Duan Wang wished that the young man was dead, and died with love and hatred for him.Instead of being strangers like today.

Zhao Qingli doesn't love him anymore.Such a fact, like a sharp knife, cut his heart little by little, almost making it hard for him to breathe.Some voices rang in his ears, Qingli was talking, but he couldn't hear it no matter what, his eyes became more and more blurred, and what greeted him was complete darkness.

Zhao Chuang's hands were stained with blood.The moment King Duan fell to the ground, Zhao Chuang subconsciously took two steps back, not daring to look at the man.He stared blankly at his hands, unable to recover.The next moment, someone suddenly rushed in from the door and broke the door.Those people surrounded him, and the swords fell on his neck. As long as he moved a little, those swords would cut off his head.Those people's lips were constantly moving.

Someone said: "Why do you want to assassinate the prince? What is your intention?"

Someone said: "Go and call the doctor! Go and report to the princess!"

Zhao Chuang stood there stiffly. In his memory, there were also people who surrounded him like this and charged him with unwarranted crimes.He doesn't believe him.But this time, no one wronged him.

Princess Duan came in a hurry, took a look at him, and then said with a cold face: "Put Zhao Chuang into death row."

"Princess, wait a minute!" The tall and strong man walked through the crowd and stood in front of Zhao Chuang.

Wang stared at the visitor, and said coldly: "Commander Wei, what do you mean! This person assassinated the prince, if he is not imprisoned in the sky prison, will he continue to stay in the palace to do harm?"

Wei Zhenxing didn't speak, he was not good at words, but at this time he was forced to be speechless by Princess Duan.Although he is the leader of the Tsing Yi Cavalry, there is only one master who is loyal to the Tsing Yi Cavalry.Now that King Duan's life is uncertain, how could they spare Zhao Chuang to protect the lord!

Wei Zhenxing only had time to glance at Zhao Chuang, and that glance seemed to have penetrated six years.He bent down slightly, opened his lips slightly, but said silently: "Young Master Zhao."

Zhao Chuang looked at Wei Zhenxing, looked at the expressionless rough face, and suddenly smiled.That smile was not the rude smile of a bandit, but a youthful, pure and happy one.Wei Zhenxing was stunned by that smile, and stared at him blankly.

Then Zhao Chuang was taken down. The death cell was damp and cold, with no light.

In a few days, it spread all over the world.Zhao Chuang from Tanyun Sanzhou dared to assassinate King Duan, and everyone was in an uproar.Duan Wang's injuries are unknown, while Zhao Chuang is being held in prison, awaiting sentencing.There are also many rumors that Zhao Chuang hit the vital point, and King Duan died.And Zhao Chuang, who acted so boldly, would definitely be executed in the end.When the news reached Tan Yun Sanzhou, the gradually well-trained bandits suddenly became a mess...

At this time, Zhao Chuang and Tie Laoer were sitting cross-legged and facing each other.The second child was taken by him, and he was sent from a sky prison to this dark death cell, and his meals changed from chicken legs to sour dishes and sour rice.

"Master, did you really stab Duan Wang?" The second child frowned and said, "That's it, we both will be beheaded."

Zhao Chuang said with a stern face: "He's called Lao Tzu Tong, how shameful would I be if I don't stab him?!"

"Big boss! We won't be able to see Ruibao after we die, what should we do if Ruibao is such a cute baby, being led astray by that stinky scholar?" The second child said with a sad face.

Speaking of Zhao Rui, Zhao Chuang was immediately discouraged. He squatted in the corner and started drawing carelessly with his fingers.If Ruibao knew that he was sent to death row because of impulsiveness... he would definitely cry to death under the covers!Thinking of Rui Bao's little face was full of tears... Zhao Chuang's heart ached.

In the darkness, without seeing the sun, time seemed to be infinitely extended.The days passed day by day, and Zhao Chuang didn't know how many days passed, until one day, the door of the death cell was finally pushed open.

When the second child heard the sound, he ran towards the light source, and then looked out while holding the iron pillar.

"Beauty..." the second child drooled, and the next moment his body flew over and bumped into Zhao Chuang's side.

Zhao Chuang turned his head and saw Princess Duan.She was wearing a summer dress and a phoenix crown on her head. Every time she took a step, the beaded flowers on her head would shake, and there was a sound of collisions in the empty death cell.Duan Wangfei dressed too gracefully, but it was like a demonstration.She came slowly, with her handkerchief half covering her lips, walked to the prison where Zhao Chuang was being held, and then glanced at him.

Zhao Chuang looked at her, and the two became a confrontation.

Princess Duan spoke first, and she said: "Young Master Zhao, we met again. I just didn't expect that Young Master Zhao has changed so much in just six years."

Zhao Chuang said: "You have also changed, you have lines at the corners of your eyes, and you have become old and ugly."

The second child also came to join in the fun: "It was too dark just now, I didn't see it, so there were really wrinkles, but luckily I thought it was a beauty, but it turned out to be an old woman, hahaha!"

Princess Duan's complexion was a bit ugly, and she couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, but thinking that the two people would die soon, she slightly raised her head, swallowed that breath, and said calmly: "I just didn't expect this meeting to be like this. The scene." She pondered, and said with some deep meaning, "Maybe it's the last time we meet."

Seeing that Zhao Chuang was silent, Princess Duan continued: "Actually, I am very jealous of you. You got what I always wanted, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Fate seems to be on my side every time. At the time, you actually attacked the prince. Mr. Zhao, why are you so stupid?"

Wang's mood suddenly became more balanced, and the gloom that remained in her heart was also slightly weakened: "Actually, you are also a poor person, and you have never been able to get what you want, have you?"

Zhao Chuang looked up: "If you can't get it, don't let it go. Speaking of which, I still want to thank you for the fire six years ago."

Princess Duan was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Chuang, and then giggled: "Young Master Zhao, you have indeed changed. It's just that no matter what you become, I will always hate you." Her voice suddenly became distant Get up, "Master Zhao, please go all the way. Brother is by your side, and the road to Huangquan must not be lonely."

After Duan Wangfei finished speaking, she turned her head and left in the posture of a winner.

"Is Li Ci dead?" Zhao Chuang asked suddenly.

Concubine Duan turned her head to take a look, smiled, and smiled meaningfully: "Young Master Zhao, you still care." These were her last words.

"Who said that, I just want to see if there is a way out." Zhao Chuang muttered.

After Duan Wangfei left, the second child came over, patted his head and said, "Master, why is that woman's words so scary? I feel my neck is chilly!"

As he spoke, he wanted to lean his head into Zhao Chuang's arms.Zhao Chuang's neck felt chilly when he said that.

Not long after Princess Duan left, a man walked in.The man walked in with wine and meat in his hand.The second child who was still touching his neck just now was attracted by the fragrance, and stared at the thing in the man's hand eagerly.

The man put the food and wine at the door, and said, "This is lunch."

They spent several days in this death row, and they never had such a good meal.And just now Princess Duan left, this man seemed to follow Princess Duan.In a blink of an eye, the second child was in front of those meals, and stretched out a hand to grab the chicken leg...

Zhao Chuang kicked the chicken leg away.The second child jumped up and glared at Zhao Chuang angrily. Seeing that Zhao Chuang's face became even more ugly, he became discouraged and followed behind Zhao Chuang.Zhao Chuang glared at the person who came, who was dressed in black, with a sword on his waist, frowning at the food that had been left on the floor.

After waiting for a while, the man bent down, picked up the jug of wine, walked into the door, locked the door again, and walked towards them slowly with the two glasses of wine... The thigh, the whole body of the second child jumped out, and attacked the man.The second child was unarmed, but the man held a sword in his hand, and the second child was hungry, but after a while, he lost the wind.

With a "bang", the second child hit the wall beside Zhao Chuang, his eyes were blurred, his face turned pale, and he couldn't move for a long time.

Zhao Chuang and the second child, one has no skill and the other can't move. For that man, they are like a turtle in a urn. The man put the jug beside Zhao Chuang, holding his chin with one hand, and about to fall backwards with the other. fill...