After rebirth, I took the script of spoiling my wife

"Well..." Rong Qing frowned, opened his eyes, and saw Yang Ling's face at a glance, and then he was surprised to find that he was being hugged by Yang Ling.

"You're awake." Yang Ling noticed the movement of the person in his arms, and looked down at Rong Qing.

"Let me go!!" Rong Qing subconsciously wanted to push Yang Ling away, but found that he didn't need any strength from his whole body.

"You can't sit still at all now, bear with it, we will be there soon." Yang Ling tried to comfort Rong Qing, but Rong Qing didn't want to stay in his arms at all.

"Yang Ling, are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing now? Send me back quickly." Rong Qing yelled at Yang Ling.

Rong Qing never imagined that the senior brother he admired would one day raise his troops to rebel.

Early this morning, he watched Jun Yan go to the morning court as usual, but he did not expect that Yang Ling would bring the dead men to surround his Luoyang Hall.

The dark guards sent by Jun Yan to protect him were fighting with the dead men brought by Yang Ling.

Although Rong Qing didn't know what happened, she could guess that something happened in the palace.

Subconsciously, he was worried about Jun Yan's safety.I don't know what's going on with Junyan?

"Ah Qing, come with me!" Yang Ling walked towards Rong Qing step by step.

Rong Qing, however, stepped back, paying attention to whether there were any sharp weapons around him that could be used.

"Ah Qing, the palace has been surrounded by the people of the Fifth Highness. Now the palace is not safe. You can only survive if you walk with me. Ah Qing, come with me." Yang Ling's voice was very gentle, as if The voice of the year.

Rong Qing was in a daze, he felt that the person standing in front of him was no longer the senior who would love and protect him.

Obviously this person's voice is still so gentle and familiar.But he felt so strange, he no longer wanted to be close to this person.

Yang Ling stretched out her hand one step away from Rong Qing, and looked at Rong Qing with gentle eyes: "Give me your hand, and I will take you away."

Rong Qing shook his head subconsciously, and his eyes were wary of Yang Ling: "This is my home, and I will advance and retreat with His Highness."

"Home?" Yang Ling seemed to have heard something funny, and laughed out loud: "Hahaha, you actually call this place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones home. Ah Qing, the prince himself It's hard to guarantee, he won't care about your life, you can only survive if you follow me. No one can let you out alive except me."

"Your Highness, he is not such a person." Rong Qing refuted Yang Ling's words in a cold voice, he did not allow anyone to slander Jun Yan.

"Don't be fooled by him, he just wants to use you, to use the Rong family, do you think those high-ranking and powerful people will be sincere?" Yang Ling didn't believe that the crown prince was treating Rong Qing well without any purpose. .

They are like the Fifth Highness, they only have the throne in their eyes, and nothing is more important than the throne.

Yang Ling hated those positions of power, but he had to use those things to make those who trampled on him pay the price.

If he had the ability, Rong Qing wouldn't be ordered into the East Palace, it's all those damn powers.

"I love Your Highness, and I am willing to stay by His Highness's side." Rong Qing's eyes lit up when he talked about Jun Yan.

But that light hurt Yang Ling's heart, Yang Ling clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress his emotions.

"Ah Qing, come here obediently, don't make me angry. If I get angry, I might hurt you."

"..." Rong Qing took a step back, reaching behind her back to pick up the wooden stick placed aside.

Yang Ling has been watching Rong Qing's every move, and naturally found out what Rong Qing wanted to do.

Just when Rong Qing was about to pick up the stick, Yang Ling stepped in front of Rong Qing, trying to grab Rong Qing's hand.

Rong Qing picked up the wooden stick in time and waved Yang Ling's hand away, and wanted to run out of the hall.

But when he saw Xiao Yuzi being held up by two dead men, Rong Qing froze.

"Your Highness, run quickly..."

"If you take another step, he will die." Yang Ling stood where Rong Qing was standing and looked at Rong Qing.

"Despicable." Rong Qing grabbed the wooden stick in his hand and looked at Yang Ling angrily.

"I'm not mean, I just want you to live, I just want you to live."

"If you want me to live, go help Your Highness!"

"Help him?" Yang Ling evoked a mocking smile: "Why should I help him? He snatched you away. I wish he could disappear from this world now."

"..." Rong Qing was taken aback, he didn't expect Yang Ling to have such feelings for him.

"Ah Qing, you are mine, and you can only be mine." Yang Ling recited these few words like crazy.

Rong Qing felt that Yang Ling was crazy, and he wanted to make a move as he clenched the stick in his hand.

However, Yang Ling was familiar with every technique of his martial arts, and when Rong Qing made a move, he had already guessed the next move.

After three moves, Rong Qing fell into a disadvantage. Yang Ling took advantage of his distraction and pointed everything at the back of his neck. When Rong Qing loosened his strength, he fell to the ground.

Yang Ling quickly caught Rong Qing, and then quickly evacuated the East Palace with all the dead.

The carriage was still driving, Yang Ling was still holding Rong Qing in his arms, no matter what Rong Qing said or scolded, Yang Ling didn't let go.

In the end, Rong Qing got tired of scolding, so she simply ignored Yang Ling.

I don't know what happened to Jun Yan, whether he was injured, whether he would know that he was missing...

At this time, in the Panlong Hall of the Imperial Palace, Jun Yan sat on a chair and looked at Jun Luo coldly.

At this time, the Panlong Palace was surrounded by the soldiers brought by Jun Luo, and all the ministers shrank behind Jun Yan.

The emperor suddenly vomited blood and fainted, and was imprisoned in the side hall by the people brought by Jun Luo.

"His Royal Highness, as long as you go to the side hall and kill him, I will give you the position of prince." Jun Luo had a smile on his face, as friendly as chatting.

He didn't want to kill the emperor himself, otherwise he would bear a bad reputation if the emperor died.

So he wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, and asked Jun Yan to bear the infamy.

Jun Yan's expression didn't change a bit, his expression was so expressionless that he couldn't see his emotions.

"Are you worthy?" Jun Yan threw out these three words coldly, but Jun Luo's smile froze.

"It seems that His Royal Highness doesn't want to cooperate anymore, so don't blame me for disregarding brotherhood."

"Has Yang Ling not come yet?" Jun Yan suddenly asked a nonsensical question.

Jun Luo's face changed, how did Jun Yan know that he was waiting for Yang Ling to bring someone over.

"It's enough for me to have these people." Jun Luo pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was a little anxious in his heart.

"Really?" Jun Yan stood up, turned around and looked at Jun Luo coldly: "Then you are too confident."

Suddenly a black shadow came in and knelt down in front of Jun Yan: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness was taken away by Yang Ling..."