Bandits raising buns

"Li Ci, Li Ci..."

"Brother Li!"

Indistinctly, it seemed that someone was calling him, and the voice was far and near, ethereal and uncertain.He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a green hill.It was silent at first, and just now the cry rang out again. It was slow at first, and then became more and more urgent.

The voice was so familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, he just felt his chest was tight and his heart was disturbed, so he subconsciously followed the source of the voice.The voice seemed to be a kind of guidance, continuous, the closer he got, the louder the voice became.

Then, he saw a thatched hut, and in front of the hut, a figure was facing away from him.When he saw that figure, he felt an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart, as if he had finally found something that had been lost for a long time, and the joy of finding it again filled his chest.

Suddenly, his feet seemed to be caught by something. He wanted to go forward, but he couldn't take a step.Right in front, the person with his back turned slowly turned around, and he finally saw that face.The boy was standing there, smiling brightly.

The boy said, "Li Ci, you are finally here."

He laughed too, a silly smile.The next moment, the boy's face suddenly changed, red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and that delicate face became terrifying.

The boy said: "Li Ci, I hate you!"

The smile on his face faded suddenly, and a sense of suffocating oppression oppressed him.The entire space also became distorted, the boy disappeared, all the scenery disappeared, and his eyes turned into darkness.

There is darkness everywhere, and another feeling is getting clearer.All that just now was just a dream, but the feeling of suffocation has not disappeared.He gradually calmed down, and then felt himself lying on the bed, feeling the sun on his face.But he couldn't move, and he couldn't open his eyes.Someone put a hand on his pulse, and he heard slight footsteps and deliberately lowered human voices.

"Doctor, how is the prince's health?" the female voice asked.

"The pulse is stable and there is nothing serious." The male voice was slightly old.

"Then why is the prince unconscious?"

"It's hard to say for this old man. Although the wound is dangerous, it didn't hurt the heart. It should be caused by excessive blood loss. Now the body is fine, and he will be able to wake up in a few days."

Then he heard the door opening and closing, and the room fell silent again.He suddenly felt sleepy, and everything around him became blurred.The next time he became conscious, he heard two people talking again, this time two women.

"How is Ci'er's health?"

"Mother, the doctor said that there is nothing serious, and she will wake up in a few days."

"Well, what happened to the thief?"

"It's already in death row."

"Lian'er, that thief will be dealt with by you."

thief?death row?His mind gradually became clear, and when he realized who the thief they were talking about, he suddenly became anxious.He wanted to open his eyes, but the strength he had finally accumulated was like water falling into cotton cloth, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.He tried again and again, but ended in failure.He seemed to be struggling aimlessly, again and again...

The room is quiet and peaceful, and occasionally the cicadas outside can be heard.No one knows the struggles of the person in the bed.People saw a man lying on the big carved bed.The man's black hair was loose, his handsome face was extremely pale, there was a kind of fragility in his elegance, and a kind of coldness in his luxury.The man closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen into a coma.

Mrs. Wang had just walked from the death row, and her body was still tainted with the yin of the death row.That cloudiness dissipated in the sunlight.She took off her fancy dress and put on a beautiful skirt, then opened the door and walked in.Her footsteps were very light, she walked to the side of the bed lightly, bent down slightly, and looked closely at that handsome face, with deep nostalgia in her eyes.

No matter when, no matter where, King Duan will always follow Tsing Yi Qi by his side.Wang Shi stretched out her hand, and slowly approached his face with her slender fingers, but she didn't dare to touch it, but gently caressed that face from a distance of eight inches, through the invisible air.At that moment, she suddenly had something to say in her heart.She slowly approached Duan Wang's face, and her red lips gently touched his ear.

Wang said: "My lord, everything I do is for you, please don't blame me."

Duan Wang fell asleep, his eyes were tightly closed, there was no coldness, no disgust, she could only see his calm face, and the thick eyelashes, which almost gave her the illusion that he was hers .

There were some things she knew she shouldn't say, and she couldn't say them, but at that moment, she suddenly had an impulse, with a girlish mind, and the words burst through her throat, and she uttered them.Wang said: "My lord, I will never let anyone hurt you, even Zhao Qingli."

After Wang finished speaking, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling an indescribable sense of comfort.She stood up straight, pulled the quilt for Wang Duan, and walked out of the room.

She didn't know that the moment she closed the door, the fingers of the man on the bed suddenly moved.First it was a small movement, little by little, then the whole finger moved, and finally the whole arm.Duan Wang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and there was a kind of icy coolness in them.He got up from the bed, because he hadn't got out of bed for a long time, his blood vessels were blocked, his whole body had no strength, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

At that moment, a piece of blue clothes flashed, and a person jumped in from the window, helped Duan Wang up, then knelt down and said: "My lord, my subordinates are not well protected, please forgive me!"

Duan Wang only said: "Go to death row!"

King Duan was carried to death row by guards.Qingyi riders have their own strengths, and the one carrying him is the best at light work, and has a thick body, so there is a grown man on his back, and his steps are very fast.But Duan Wang felt that he was slow, his pale face was tense, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the death cell.

The heavy door of the death cell was pushed open, and several figures flashed in.When Duan Wang walked in, a cold breath came over his face.He walked quickly to the prison where Zhao Chuang was detained, and saw that the door of the cell had been opened, and food was spilled all over the floor under his feet, and in the cell, a figure was lying on the ground, lifeless.

At that moment, Duan Wang's heart ached, as if six years ago, watching the fire in that yard burn everything up bit by bit, his Qingli never came out of that yard again At that time, the kind of panic that was almost hopeless.The guard walked over with a torch, and finally saw the person lying on the ground clearly.

Not Zhao Qingli.

King Duan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.The guard who checked it came over and reported: "My lord, it's the guard of the palace. The one who followed the princess was named Chen Ye. He suffered severe head injuries and passed out. It turns out that the person locked in this prison has disappeared. .In addition, the food spilled on the ground and the wine in the bottle are highly poisonous."

King Duan's expression suddenly changed: "Let him wake up, I have something to ask him."

The guard tried to wake up Chen Ye, while Duan Wang watched from the sidelines.After a while, Chen Ye just woke up.Chen Ye looked at everyone, and finally fell on Duan Wang.He knelt down towards King Duan without saying a word.

"What did you do to Qingli? Where did he go?" Duan Wang asked holding back his anger.

Chen Ye didn't resist at all, maybe he had the determination to die from the moment he entered the death row.His voice was steady and his words were clear: "This subordinate holds wine in his hand and wants to drink Mr. Zhao, but halfway through, this subordinate suddenly hears a loud noise, and this subordinate turns his head to look, only to see a The figure, and then the subordinate was knocked out. The subordinate does not know who took Mr. Zhao away."

"You fed him poisoned wine?" Duan Wang's voice was extremely cold and stern, almost gnashing his teeth.

Chen Ye lowered his head, and said in a calm voice, "Yes, that wine is highly poisonous, and if it gets a little bit contaminated, it will only lead to death, and there is no way to recover."

The subordinate held the wine in his hand, and wanted to pour Mr. Zhao down, but halfway through... the wine contained a strong poison, and if it got a little contaminated, it would only lead to death, and there was no way to recover...

Duan Wang suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Chen Ye hard.The man's body fell over, fell on the iron pillar, and fell down again, blood kept bubbling from his mouth, and he gasped heavily, as if he would die in the next moment.

"My lord, all the guards in the death row fainted. Someone took Mr. Zhao and Tie Laoer and escaped through the window. The iron window was forced open. The visitor had very strong internal strength and seemed to be very familiar with the death row." Someone reported. road.

"Chen Ye, beat him to death with a stick, close the city gate, and search the entire capital... Zhao Chuang." Duan Wang said, his voice trembling, full of chills, "I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death!"

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Sitting in the yard, Mrs. Wang is holding a pair of shoes in her hands, which are drawn with yellow silk cloth and clouds and dragons, stitch by stitch.She did it so seriously that she didn't put down the shoes in her hands until the maid came in a hurry.

"Princess! Concubine! The prince is awake!" Huaixin rushed.

Wang was overjoyed for a while, and then felt weird: "Why didn't the guards come to report?"

"Princess, the prince woke up and went directly to the death row! Guard Chen was beaten to death with a stick!"

The shoe in Wang's hand fell to the ground, and the needle and thread scattered and fell to the ground.It was clearly the turn of spring and summer, but Wang felt very cold, her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and then her whole body trembled like chaff.

"Chen Ye...Chen Ye is dead..."

"Princess! Concubine!" The maid hurriedly supported her and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you? This servant will help you to rest."

Wang's three souls lost two souls, and the whole person was ignorant, letting the maid help her to walk into the room, but before the door was opened, a person suddenly stopped in front of them.

The man was dressed in green, with a plain belt around his waist and a sword in his hand, just like a guard.The man said: "Princess, the prince wants to see you."