Bandits raising buns

What does it feel like to die?

It's as if someone used a sharp knife to cut open your chest cavity, and took that beating heart alive.At first, there was overwhelming pain, and then it became numb, and without a heart, I couldn't feel the pain anymore.

For the young man, it was exactly this feeling, and the words of King Duan were the sharp blade.

He subconsciously put his hands on the chest, his thin eyebrows were frowned, and his lips were biting white.Then, after the pain passed, there was a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Duan Wang looked at the young man in front of him, so thin and pale, his heart suddenly felt inexplicably distressed.Duan Wang stretched out his hand to touch the boy's face, but the boy's body moved inward suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at him with vigilance.

King Duan's throat felt a little congested.

"Li Ci, I don't want to stay here anymore." The boy said.

Duan Wang's face changed suddenly, his eyes became cold, and his voice became cold: "Qingli, what are you talking about?!"

"Li Ci, I don't want to wait for you." The young man looked directly at the man's almost terrified face, and said word by word.

The boy's voice was like a curse, making the man's head dizzy.

"Don't think about it!" Duan Wang left this sentence and turned to leave.His footsteps were so fast that he almost ran away.

The man went straight into the study, sat on the chair for a while, and suppressed his troubled thoughts.He beckoned, and a strong man appeared in the study.

"Wei Zhen Xing, lead people to surround the north courtyard, wherever Qing Li goes, you all follow, if he disappears, you don't come back."

The next day, when the young man opened the door, he saw the strong man standing at the door like a stone pillar, his rough face expressionless.Wherever the boy went, the strong man would go there, following his footsteps, no more and no less.

The young man still had a good impression of this strong man, looking at his strong arm like a pillar, he stretched out his hand, the comparison made the young man feel a little sad suddenly.

"Hero, Li Ci told you to follow me?" the boy asked.

The burly man nodded with a sullen face.

Looking at the high wall and the stone pillar beside him, the young man sighed faintly.If it was before, he could easily walk out of this palace, but now, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

The boy patted his belly, which was already a little bulging.Because of the pregnancy, all the energy in his body was transferred to the belly, and he became a waste.The boy stretched out his hand and poked his stomach, but even so, he was still reluctant to part with this thing...

After all, they are connected by flesh and blood, flesh and blood...

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the boy quickly stood up straight, pulled his clothes together a bit, and turned around after making sure that his belly was completely invisible.

Then, he saw the scholar.The scholar was staring at his belly.The young man's face turned red when he saw him, and he stared at him desperately: "Sir, what are you looking at?"

The scholar said: "Of course it's because of your face, you look pretty good today."

The young man's face softened slightly: "If he can get out of this Duan Wangfu, his complexion will be even better."

A strange light flashed across the scholar's face: "You want to leave Prince Duan's Mansion?"

The boy nodded: "I feel too tired."

The scholar gently fanned the fan in his hand, his eyes were pensive, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The young man only wanted to complain, and he didn't really expect this weak scholar to lead him out of the palace.

"Wangyousan is good, but don't eat too much." This was what the scholar said when he left, but the boy's eyes widened in fright.

Forget worry, forget worry, forget sadness, but it is also easy to change personality.

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Concubine Duan Wang's family has an elder brother named 'Wang Qingyu', who is the Minister of Dali Temple and loves this younger sister very much.When Princess Duan's illness spread to the elder brother's ears, Wang Qingyu hurried over and heard that there was a cure, so she rushed to persuade the young man.

Wang Qingyu is the eldest son of the Wang family, and he is taking over the power of Wang Taishi, and King Duan still needs to rely on him at this time.Wang Qingyu wanted to see the young man, but Duan Wang didn't allow it.

Duan Wang said: "Qingli's health is not good."

"My lord, now my sister is pregnant with the son of Prince Duan's mansion. The lives of these two people, even if the son is unwell, it is impossible to see death." Wang Qingyu said, "Also, I heard that the prince and Zhao The young master has a very close relationship, the prince treated him well in the past, but now your flesh and blood are in danger, why is he not willing to rescue you?"

Wang Qingyu's last words made Duan Wang's face darken.

Qingli can ignore Princess Duan and hate her, but why doesn't he think about his children?

Wang Qingyu went to see the young man. When he entered, the young man looked at him indifferently. When he came out, the young man's face became very ugly, and he stared viciously at Wang Qingyu's back until he disappeared.

Teenagers are fatherless and motherless, but they are not without weaknesses.

The village hidden in the mountains has mountains and rivers, and people he is familiar with.The boy has lived in that village for four years, and he has long been a kind of fetter.

Wang Qingyu said: "That village is the place where the imperial court and the Northern Man meet. Although it is the land of the Southern Qi Dynasty, it secretly communicated with the Northern Man. Does Mr. Zhao know that this crime of secret communication should be beheaded? If Mr. Zhao is willing to take care of Sister Sister , Wang is also willing to help those villagers save their lives."

At that moment, the boy wished he could pounce on him and tear the man into pieces.

But he held back, and he only said one word: "Okay."

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The boy has very few things, only a burden and a machete.The machete was given by his master.His master is a wine and meat monk. He said that he was born in Shaolin Temple, but he is not taboo about wine and meat, and he even wields a big knife.The monk was crazy, but he was very kind to him.

The master left and only left him this knife.

The young man wiped the knife, picked up the small bundle, and entered the main courtyard of Prince Duan's Mansion.It's just that the machete was said to be too hostile and might hurt the princess, so he was not allowed to bring it in.

He was in a stalemate with others, holding a long knife in his hand, with a stubborn face.

Finally, King Duan came and said that he would take good care of it for him, so he took the knife from his hand.

The servants made a bed in Princess Duan's bedroom. The mattress was thick and soft.That bed was separated from the queen's bed by a curtain.

After the boy moved in, Prince Duan seldom came to the concubine's room, and stayed in the study more often.Separated by a curtain from the woman, the boy was actually uncomfortable.When King Duan was around, those servants were extremely respectful to him. Once King Duan was not around, they ignored him and left him to do many things by himself.

But he was uncomfortable for only eight or nine months. After eight or nine months, he could leave here and live his own life.

What Taoist Yun Xin said was indeed somewhat reasonable. On the first night when the young man moved in, the pain on Princess Duan's body was a little weaker. On the second night, there was only slight pain. On the third day, he had a good night's sleep. Get better.

The cloud that shrouded Duan Wang's mansion dissipated in an instant, and everyone had smiles on their faces.Only teenagers, he felt weird.

One day, when he opened his eyes, he saw the woman standing in front of his window with a very strange expression on her face, which made him feel chills.The expression on the woman's face quickly returned to normal, and she said softly, "Please trouble Mr. Zhao."

The boy also smiled: "Princess, you are polite."

Both of them were smiling, but the thoughts hidden in their hearts were different from each other.

Concubine Duan's morning sickness is getting worse and worse. Apart from going out for a walk, she spends most of her time in her room.Duan Wang came to see her, the curtain was drawn, and the two snuggled together.The boy jumped off the bed and went out the door.

Spring is over, summer is here, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.The boy walked around the garden, sweating profusely.He walked aimlessly, and didn't return until it was dark. The door of the bedroom was closed, and the attendants stopped him outside.

"Young Master Zhao, the prince and concubine have something to do inside." The attendant's voice was ambiguous, while winking at him, "I will take you to the wing outside to rest, and come back later?"

Looking at the closed door, the boy was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and followed behind the attendant.The attendant forgot to turn on the lamp, and it was pitch black in the wing room, so the young man lay on the window sill, watching the night gradually darken.There was a tumbling in his stomach, and the boy lay on the window sill and began to vomit violently.

This vomit took half his life, the young man took a long time to recover his breath, his whole body was limp, and his throat was also very uncomfortable.The boy looked at his stomach with a pale face, and couldn't help poking it with his hand.

When the young man returned, King Duan was standing at the door, wearing a black python robe and a neat crown on his head.

Duan Wang asked: "Qingli, where have you been?"

The boy kicked the stones under his feet without saying a word.

Duan Wang looked at the young man standing under the stairs, he was small, only 16 years old, with a pitiful slender figure.Suddenly, they had known each other for two years. Two years ago, the boy was even younger, with black and shiny eyes.The boy at this time seems to have changed a lot compared to two years ago.

The boy kept his head down, his little head drooped, and he didn't speak, a hole had already been kicked out under his feet.

Duan Wang took two steps forward, wanting to hug the boy into his arms, but the door behind him suddenly opened.Concubine Duan stood behind, wearing a blue skirt, her face was flushed, and her hair was a little messy.

"My lord, Mr. Zhao, it's windy outside, so come in first."

The young man entered the room, but Duan Wang didn't move. He watched the young man walk past him without looking at him, and there was no movement in his eyes.

Afterwards, Princess Duan personally made the bed for the boy, and asked her servants to fetch water.The boy sat on the bed, picked up the quilt with his fingers, and remained silent.

Duan Wang looked at the door for a while, then turned and left.

Duan Wangfei returned to the tent, her face suddenly turned cold.What echoed in her head was the words of Wang Duan just now, at the time of deep affection, what Wang Duan said was actually about that person, expressly and implicitly not to let people bully him.Princess Duan clenched her hands subconsciously, and Koudan's nails were embedded in her palms.

Duan Wangfei's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she is getting more and more noisy every day.

During the day, the boy would not be in the house, but wandered around in the palace.One day, he was leaning on the rockery covered in sweat, when he suddenly saw Princess Duan taking a walk.The boy originally wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the woman after taking two steps.

"Mr. Zhao, you ran away when you saw me. Could it be that I am so scary?" Duan Wangfei smiled and said, dignified as before, but more stern.

The young man stopped in his tracks, and his slender eyes swept over the woman. Now that the woman had taken off her disguise, he didn't want to put on any more.Obviously two people who hate each other...

"You only have an ordinary appearance, so how can you be scary? I just don't want to see you." The boy said.

Princess Duan sneered twice: "I know Mr. Zhao hates me, and even more so the child in my womb. I'm afraid you want me to disappear with this child all the time."

"So what?" the boy asked.

"Why don't I do what you want?" Princess Duan said with a smile.

This rockery is connected to a lake, just take two steps back... At that moment, he seemed to know what she was going to do.But he didn't move, just watched the woman take two steps back, and her body fell into the icy lake water.

The boy stood there with a face as cold as ice.

There were screams in his ears, someone pushed him, someone jumped into the water, the boy was still standing there, his eyes didn't know where to fall.Even when King Duan arrived, the boy's expression remained unchanged.

Someone said: "My lord, he is the one who pushed the princess into the water!"

Someone said: "The princess is still pregnant, why is he so cruel?"

Duan Wang's face sank like water, he looked at the young man: "Qingli, what's going on?"

The boy smiled: "So what if I pushed it?"

Duan Wang showed a shocked expression on his face: "Qingli, why did you do this?"

The mind of the person being questioned seemed to have drifted into the distance, and the person standing there was like an empty shell without a soul.

Later, Princess Duan had a miscarriage, and the boy was lying on the bed, his face was completely stiff.

The doctor looked at him by the bed for a long time, then waved his hand, the boy's eyeballs also froze, and his spiritual pupils in the past were lifeless.

The doctor sighed, and then said: "This young master is taking Wangyousan, this thing is not a good thing. At first Wangyou, then he became very sexual, and finally he became stupid. This young master, from the perspective of this old man Come on, we're already on the third floor."

The usually calm and self-reliant King Duan suddenly sat on the ground, and a gust of wind blew, his black hair was blown into a mess, and there was a panic in his deep black eyes...

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