Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

"My lord!" Meng Qi walked into the study, bowed to Ying Zheng, and said, "The cause of the guard's death has been found."

Ying Zheng put down the file in his hand, raised his eyes and asked him, "What is the cause of death?"

"It's Liao Rong's ox bone needle! Someone shot it into the guard's heart!"

"My lord, go and see for yourself." As soon as the words finished, Ying Zheng strode out of the study.

When they came to the place where the corpse was parked, Meng Qi pinched his nose uncomfortably.What is even more glaring is that the corpses have been completely dissected, and the internal organs can be clearly seen. It is now spring, and although the corpses have not completely decomposed in just a few days, there are still nauseating waves. Corpse smell.For a while, the smell of blood and corpses was mixed together, resisting the overwhelming stomach, Meng Qi stood aside impatiently.

Ying Zheng stared intently at the dissected corpses in front of him, as if he was completely unaffected by the strong sense of smell and vision.Keenly discovered the bone needles inserted into the heart as thin as a cow's hair.

Noticing Ying Zheng's gaze, Wu Zuo stood respectfully aside and explained: "The bovine bone needles are injected into the body without leaving any traces on the surface. If the corpses were not dissected, no one will find out the real cause of their death. Moreover, there is no deep It is absolutely impossible to achieve this level of internal strength."

Ying Zheng slightly opened his thin lips, his eyes were extremely aggressive, and he asked, "After you found the needle, did you move the corpse again?"

"This subordinate has never touched a corpse again." Under the tremendous pressure, Wu Zuo shuddered, and said: "Although this subordinate is not familiar with martial arts, he also knows how to identify the murderer by hand, so he never dared to touch the corpse again. gone."

"Then why are all bovine bone needles injected from the bottom up?"

"This..." Wu Zuo couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat, and finally had to speak weakly, "This subordinate is not talented."

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qi was a little puzzled. Based on his understanding of the prince, he would never ask an insignificant question.

"Why does the prince ask such a question?"

Ying Zheng's cold phoenix eyes held a bit of murderous intent, and after a while, he explained: "From bottom to top, it means that the murderer is not of high stature. It may even be..."

Meng Qi was horrified when he heard this, he is not tall but has strong martial arts...could it be Yun Yi's hands?Then Mr. Han Fei...

It was about Han Fei, Meng Qi didn't dare to speak anymore, and stood nervously behind Ying Zheng.

Sir, is this your surprise for me?still……

Han Fei looked at the small building in the middle of the lake in front of him. The mist was still curling up, the lake was dotted with ripples, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

Tan Lu pushed open the wooden gate, and slightly cupped his hands towards Han Fei, "Young Master, please, Your Majesty is waiting for you inside." After speaking, he turned and left.

Han Fei laughed at himself, and there was nothing to be afraid of now.Han Fei walked into the front hall slowly with elegant and calm steps. Just as he walked in, he saw a person whom he hadn't seen for a long time——Han Qin.

"Are you here?" Han Qin put down the teacup and smiled slightly at the visitor.

"Your Majesty is so calculating, Han Fei has to come even if he doesn't want to." Han Fei looked at her calmly, his peach blossom eyes were neither sad nor happy.

"Are you blaming me? Or are you hating me?" Han Qin's tone was light, as if he was a little disappointed.

After hearing this, Han Fei smiled contemptuously, "You think I don't hate you?"

"You won't hate me anytime soon." The smile on Han Qin's face didn't decrease by half, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Han Fei with a little more ambiguity, "Do you just like Ying Zheng so much? Abandon everything and go with him together?"

Han Fei found a chair and sat down casually, turning a deaf ear to the temptation in her words. Instead, he looked at her with a slight sarcasm. His clear voice was not as gentle as before, "Who the hell abandoned whom? Abandoned me again and again You have always been the only one!"

Han Qin saw that he was showing signs of getting angry, and didn't want to continue this topic with him. It was only after a while that he explained: "Me too, I can't help myself."

"Heh, are you involuntary or are you greedy for power?" Han Fei grasped his sleeves tightly, trembling slightly, his eyes frosted, "I can still tell what kind of person you are. "

"The situation back then was very complicated, you don't understand." Han Qin stared at the tea stem in the teacup, a little lost in thought.

"One thing, when I can't find an excuse, it will always be attributed to other people's 'do not understand'." Han Fei responded to her without thinking, his words became sharper, and he quietly looked at Han Qin's increasingly ugly face.

"Enough! It's useless to talk about the old things." Han Qin put down the teacup heavily and calmed down, "It's better to care about the present."

"Don't you think about what Tan Lu told you?"

Han Fei stared at Han Qin mockingly, but his tone was unquestionable, "You and Ying Yue are neither capable of this!"

"We don't have the skills, so Ying Zheng can do it?" Han Qin frowned, his expression becoming colder and more pressing.

"Of course he can do it." Han Fei answered her very positively.

Seeing Han Fei's determined look, Han Qin felt a little ironic in his heart. Why couldn't Han Fei understand the word "love" when he was smart all his life?Taking a deep breath, a feeling of tiredness welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he said, "Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love and nothing but hatred." It was originally a sweet voice like the sound of nature, but in Han Fei's ears, it was filled with indescribable malice, "Wing Zheng will never forgive you again."

The cold voice crept into Han Fei's ears again, "Love is nothing more than a moon in water, a flower in a mirror. Beauty is beauty, but such an illusory thing will shatter if touched lightly."

Han Fei lowered his eyelashes, feeling a little chilly in his heart. Ever since Tan Lu and Qi Liang took him away that day, he had vaguely guessed what Han Qin wanted to do.Han Fei knew clearly in his heart that Ying Zheng had himself in his heart, but love and trust were two different things.That night in Liuyue Tower, Ying Zheng confided his true thoughts to him for the first time, and it was the first time since then that the two trusted each other.But now, Han Qin took advantage of it and entered.Whether Ying Zheng would believe him or not, Han Fei was really not sure.But as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, as long as this glimmer of hope is not extinguished, there is still a chance.

Seeing his silence, Han Qin couldn't help but sighed, rubbed his forehead, stood up, and walked slowly to Han Fei's side. "Believe it or not, I really want to continue my mother-child relationship with you." Slowly stretched out my long and slender fingers, as if wanting to touch Han Fei's cheek.

Han Fei turned his head slightly, avoiding her hand without a trace, "It's so ridiculous!", this kind of words are simply dismissive from the current him.

Seeing Han Fei's disdainful look, Han Qin's hand hung in the air like this, and then slowly put it down. Han Fei's uncompromising appearance made her feel uncontrollable anger again, threatening Said: "I will tell you clearly today, you must obey me! Otherwise, that little bug named Yunyi, I will completely make him disappear!"

Another threat?Han Fei glared at her fiercely, his heart filled with anger, "I hate being threatened by others the most!"

Han Qin smiled softly, "Anyway, you hate me so much, and I don't mind if you hate me more!" Seeing Han Fei's furious look, Han Qin didn't care, but felt relieved immediately Quite a few, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "Maybe, I will do more things that you can't accept."

An unspeakable sense of danger rose from the bottom of his heart. Han Fei looked at the face similar to himself in front of him in disbelief, with a tone of resolute words, "Zi said: Zhishiren People do not seek to live to harm benevolence, but to kill to achieve benevolence.” Instead of “bowing the heart and suppressing the will”, it is better to walk away happily.

The determination in Han Fei's eyes was like a fire, which stung Han Qin. He squeezed Han Fei's chin hard, and Han Fei struggled to get up and pushed her away.

Seeing this, Han Qin's eyes became even more angry. He immediately touched Han Fei's acupuncture points, pushed him back into the wooden chair heavily, gritted his teeth, and roared, "How dare you threaten me with your life?" Is your life given to me! I didn't tell you to die, but you dare to die?"

Han Fei chuckled twice, his gentle tone was as elegant as usual, but the words he said were extremely harsh, "Your blood is flowing, it is the nightmare of my life!"

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

Han Fei's fair right face was imprinted with a red palm imprint, and he let a trace of blood overflow from his lips indifferently, looked at Han Qin with cold eyes, and said slowly: "You will always only see yourself in your eyes !"

"You are so unfilial! You have learned the etiquette and righteousness of Confucianism in the stomach of a dog!" Han Qin scolded angrily.

Han Qin's hand was trembling with anger. She didn't understand why Han Fei hated her so much.

She asked herself that Han Fei was far better than other rich men since he was a child.When I was young in the Han Mansion, although I was bullied by Han Ye occasionally, as long as I found out, I would definitely let Han Wen strictly guard Han Ye.He wanted to leave Beijing and go to the coast of Songhai to study, and he agreed, and even sent someone to take care of him, lest he would not be acclimatized.Even for the matter of Ying Hu, she made those people pay a high enough price.Even if he wanted to go to the frontier and join the enemy, he didn't stop him. He only hoped that he would find his way back in time.He has achieved such a level, why is he still dissatisfied?What is he still angry about?what is this?

Han Fei's eyes were firm, and he said sternly: "You can't have both fish and bear's paws. You sacrifice your life for righteousness. Han Fei secretly thought that he was worthy of Confucian teachings!"

"Hahahahaha..." Han Qin laughed back angrily, his shoulders trembled slightly, he stopped laughing, and stretched out his hand to pinch Han Fei's chin tightly, his two pairs of similar peach blossom eyes stared straight at him without any hesitation. Looking at the other party, barely controlling the anger in his heart, he said in a deep voice, "In that case, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

"Tan Lu!" Han Qin let go of Han Fei and called out the door. "Chuan Yan Yu!"

"What are you going to do?" An ominous thought welled up in Han Fei's mind. He was forced to have his acupuncture point tapped, so he could only glare at Han Qin's back, "What are you going to do?"

Han Qin didn't look back at him, nor did he answer him.After a while, a middle-aged man in common clothes appeared in the room.Just about to salute, Han Qin interrupted him impatiently, and asked bluntly, "Are you all ready?"

Yan Yu respectfully replied: "Yes! Since the day the empress put the villain on standby, the villain has been making preparations, absolutely foolproof!"

After finishing speaking, he bent down lowly, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, and offered it with both hands respectfully.

Han Qin looked at the small porcelain vase in his hand, and smiled, "Do you know what's inside?"

"What are you going to do?" Han Fei asked her again, but his eyes were fixed on the small porcelain bottle in her hand. It was less than half the size of a palm, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Han Qin turned his head to look at Han Fei who was sitting in the chair, ignored the frost and hostility on his face, smiled lightly, returned to the same gentleness as usual, and stroked Han Fei's beaten face in a comforting manner. On the right cheek, gently wiped away the traces of blood from the corner of his mouth with silk, and said softly: "What can mother do? It's not for your own good. After tomorrow, the sun will be as bright as when you were a child!"

"What did you say?" Han Fei looked at Han Qin in disbelief, and a thought that terrified him came to his mind, as if someone had poured cold water on his face in the middle of winter.

Han Qin looked at his suddenly dilated pupils, and couldn't help smiling, "This is a secret medicine from southern Xinjiang. Drink it, and you can forget all the past."

"You actually want to distort my will!" Han Fei couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at Han Qin, his clear eyes were full of grief and pain, "I would rather die! I don't want to live like being fed by you livestock!"

"What's the rush, mother hasn't finished talking yet." Han Qin responded with a smile, a beautiful smile but without any warmth, "Mother asked Yan Yu to make some adjustments."

"This medicine will not make you forget all the past."

"It's just that it will make you completely forget Ying Zheng, everyone and everything related to him."

This light sentence made Han Fei feel as if he was in Abi Hell. The fire burned Han Fei's body and mind, devouring everything. Even his soul was crying out for pain, but Ying Zheng's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

That always oppresses others, but only looks at me tenderly.

The warm embrace that is fragrant and warm, but not so hot as to burn people.

That sound has been engraved into his bones, "Mr." melted into his blood.

All his tenderness and love.

How can you forget him?

How can we just forget him?

Memories of the past kept flashing in his mind, all the tenderness in the past was like turbulent sea water, his vision suddenly began to blur, and everything in the world gradually disappeared in his eyes.

"No..." Han Fei's lips moved slightly. Looking at the small porcelain bottle that was getting closer and closer to him, Han Fei began to struggle desperately and escape desperately.

Han Qin could see his every move, but no matter how he struggled, he was still imprisoned in this wooden chair; no matter how he escaped, Han Fei was still under his control.

Han Qin stepped forward and wanted to open his mouth, but Han Fei refused to do so.

Seeing this, Han Qin was furious, "Crack!" He took off Han Fei's chin and poured all the medicine into Han Fei's stomach smoothly.

After the jaw was removed, Han Fei closed his sad eyes in pain, and he was powerless to prevent this from happening.

From now on, the person who softly called himself "Sir"; the person who took him to Liuyue Tower to watch the moon;

After filling the medicine, Han Qin put his chin back.Without waiting for Han Fei's reaction, he directly touched Han Fei's sleeping point.His gaze fell on the Chichi on Han Fei's waist, Han Qin's eyes sank, and he tore off the bloody jade.

Staring at his drowsy frown, as if extremely uneasy, Han Qin unconsciously pressed and rubbed it away for him, then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and murmured: "Sleep, after dawn, everything will be New beginning."