Bad wolves are not easy to mess with

Thank you Miss Li. "Turning his head, Tian Ming hooked his lips.

"Congratulations—door master!" With one stroke of the teacup, Mo Li replaced the wine with tea, and put his head up into his throat.

However, watching Tian Mingyang leave, his calm expression turned into a touch of worry in an instant.

Is it an illusion? A few days ago, I felt that this kid had regained his vivacity when he was a child. Today, why does it seem... more and more gloomy?

In the evening, the newly lit candle flickered, reflecting the cold and beautiful face of the person who lit the fire.

"Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I can still enjoy the dignified Prince Munan lighting the lamps himself, but I will die without regret!" Sitting on the couch, Tian Mingyang looked at Lingyuan with a half-smile, and teased.

"I heard that His Highness has recovered his inner strength today? Why is he so carefree? Don't you think there is something you forgot to do?" Lingyuan ignored his complaints and only said indifferently.

"You've been living with that kid Moji for a long time, but those who are close to Moji are dark, why do you even say the same question?" Tian Ming snorted: "Little bird, do you mean that I should do it?" What? That person wants to kill you, are you still thinking about him?"

Meifeng twitched in vain, and Lingyuan's eyebrows showed a trace of suspicion: "Of course it's too late for me to hate, but you, Your Highness..."

Something - not right!

Stretching out his hand, spreading his five fingers, and clenching them again, Tian Mingyang laughed softly: "It's really a good internal force, but it was suppressed by Mo Li for so long...Little bird, if that person loses his martial arts, he will lose his strength." If he cannot protect himself, he is not him. Even if he is not well protected, my hands can protect him!"

"It turns out that His Highness is still reluctant to part with this internal strength. This is the best way. Only with such a Highness can we be more secure."

Tian Mingyang smiled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lingyuan: "Little bird, I'm not reluctant, I just saw one thing clearly - I don't want to be controlled by others!"

Indeed, before that night, I wanted to pass on this internal energy to you, but now——

Tian Yanyao, I want to thank you. After that night, I really remembered many things, many... things you never dared to tell me, many... big things that made me wake up!

"Little bird, you go down first, and send someone to call Chong Luan to see me!" Mei Feng shrank, his eyes narrowed, Tian Ming Yang's body was dizzy from the cold, and he melted into the desolate night.

The person is still the same person, but it seems that something is different.

"Please refer to Your Highness."

Looking at the kneeling housekeeper Chong Luan, Tian Mingyang chuckled lightly, but he didn't have the slightest intention to get him up. He lightly tapped the armrest of the couch with his fingertips, and the soft sound echoed in the room, which seemed a bit abrupt.

"Chongluan, how long have you been at my house?"

"Back to Your Highness, Chong Luan has followed His Highness since he was a child, and it has been 18 years now."

"18 years... It's been so long..." The erratic voice echoed, Tian Mingyang narrowed his eyes, as if reminiscing, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and seemed to be mocking: "Why don't I have any impression... "

"Didn't Your Highness not remember the past since he was injured?"

Snapped--

Patting his forehead lightly with his palm, Tian Mingyang looked suddenly enlightened: "Yes... Thanks to Chong Luan for reminding me... You remember it clearly!" The man on the ground, Tian Mingyang sneered: "However, a few days ago, I recovered some memories in bits and pieces. Do you want to know, what did I remember?"

"..." The kneeling man remained calm, and said in a low voice, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

"Congratulations?"

Standing up, walking slowly to Chong Luan, leaning over, raising his hand to lift the man's chin, Tian Ming Yang was smiling, his curved eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a still painting, but there was no trace of warmth.

"Chong Luan! Up and down the prince's mansion, old and young, I recall all of them, but - it's not the current group of people! Not to mention you, butler Chong, my highness doesn't remember at all!" His jaw clicked: "Would you like to explain to me what's going on? Huh?"

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you have misremembered...Your Majesty..."

"Subordinate?" Tian Mingyang's eyes turned cold, and his other hand suddenly touched his shoulder blade, grabbed the pipa lock, and shouted coldly: "Whose subordinate are you! The emperor's, or mine! Mirage!"

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"Subordinate?" Tian Mingyang's eyes turned cold, and his other hand suddenly touched his shoulder blade, grabbed the pipa lock, and shouted coldly: "Whose subordinate are you! The emperor's, or mine! Mirage!"

The voice fell, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

The candle flame flickered, giving off a warm glow, but it seemed out of place in the gloomy atmosphere.

After a long time, Chong Luan said in a low voice: "It's better for the sect master not to know about this matter."

"You finally admitted it, Fourteen?" Slowly approaching, the last two words were whispered softly.

Tian Mingyang turned around and smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes that were as clear as autumn water.Let go of his hand, and took two steps back: "Get up and talk, tonight, the housekeeper should have a lot to say to me."

Walking back to the couch, seeing that there was still no movement over there, Tian Mingyang smiled: "Don't be afraid that the wall has ears, after tonight, there will be no one left alive in this mansion!" A trace of strangeness: "I'm so bright, I'm not weak enough to be watched by people with thousands of eyes, and I don't even know it!"

"It seems that Your Highness has remembered." Slowly getting up, Chong Luan seemed to sigh, but his voice was still calm.

"Come on, drink this bowl of soup, and you will forget your past and start over. Come, drink this bowl of soup, and you will be reborn as a human being. Everything from yesterday is like water without a trace, whether it is joy or sorrow, and Let it go... In this life, everything will start again. Don't repeat the same mistakes?! Ha... ha ha... It's so good to say! So good to say!"

Tian Mingyang laughed, and Yu Yun seemed to be sad: "I remembered, day and night, exactly, I remembered everything! Including me, I have seen you, the guard, more than once when I was with my father. I remember clearly!"

Lifting his chin, Tian Mingyang said coldly: "So, apart from drugging me and making me lose my memory, what other amazing things did he do, tell me one by one!"

Chong Luan's eyes were slightly dark, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth in the end. He replied respectfully: "That night, more than [-] members of the Seventh Prince's House were killed by the sword of the imperial forest; , implicating the nine clans, innocent people, or demoted to the common people, or voluntary old age, in one night, clean up..."

"Humph—release to common people, retire to the fields?" Tian Mingyang snorted coldly: "Will he just let it go?"

"Of course not. Those people were personally led by the subordinates to clean them up. The emperor's life is like a mountain, and the followers of the Seventh Highness will definitely be left alive!"

"Okay! Well done! As expected of my father!" Tian Mingyang clapped his palms and smiled at Chong Luan: "Continue talking!"

Chong Luan lowered his eyes, and the deep voice sounded again, the voice was not loud, but every word and sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing the heart and cutting the bone.

All the property of His Highness the Seventh Prince was confiscated to the national treasury, and all the properties secretly operated were confiscated...

His Majesty Seventh Prince's dark forces, from the dark guards down to the Jianghu gangs, wiped out all of them overnight...

Anyone who had close contacts with His Highness the Seventh Prince was sent to the Criminal Ministry for secret investigation, or executed, or cut out his tongue, gouged out his eyes, and chopped up his hands. Fuchu...

The entire team of the Seventh Prince's Mansion was replaced by the emperor's cronies, and all the concubines and child prostitutes were handpicked by the emperor. His Highness must not let the Seventh Prince find out the flaws, otherwise, there will be no mercy...

Quanquan traveled secretly in order to wipe out all the forces of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. Afterwards, all those involved in this matter were bestowed with death...

After Chong Luan finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into a deep silence, leaving only the breathing of the two of them, interacting in the night.

After a long time, Tian Mingyang opened his mouth slowly, with a low voice: "Chongluan, the night before, he sent you to kill Lingyuan, but you didn't do it. Based on this matter and Moli's face, I trust you once. Do not disappoint me."

"Chong Luan has been following the shopkeeper since he was three years old. The meaning of life is to be enslaved by the master of the mirage sect. Chong Luan's life belongs to the master of the mirage sect." Chong Luan said in a deep voice of allegiance.

In fact, Lingyuan was not killed, and the reason for disobeying the holy order was grasped by others, and the only way left for him was the mirage.

"Will you be willing?"

"Chong Luan - I have to be reconciled."

"Hmph... I'm still not reconciled to that!" Tian Mingyang raised his head and raised his voice slightly: "Look at me, I'll only say it once!"

The four eyes met, and Tian Ming's eyes flashed with a sharpness that Chong Luan had never seen before.

Like ambition, like unwillingness, like a prairie fire.

"Trust me, sooner or later, I will be equal to that person, you—you won't choose the wrong master!"

The next day, an imperial decree finally disrupted the surface tranquility of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

There is a decree from the Holy Spirit, Tian Mingyang, the seventh prince of Tianze, led his army to Liangcheng to help the battle, there must be no mistakes——

So high-sounding, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the emperor's trick to drive a person away!

In early summer, at noon, the bright sun made the white jade steps outside the hall extremely white, and the color seemed to be wrapped in a layer of dry heat, which made people feel irritable when they saw it.

"What does this mean?" Tian Mingyang's expression darkened as he looked at the guard standing in front of him.

"There is a decree in the Holy Spirit that no one is allowed to have an audience. Please come back, Your Highness Seventh!"

"Report to Father, there is something important in this hall, you must see Father!" Shen Sheng ordered, but his gaze passed the person in front of him, staring straight at the imperial study.

"Your Highness... the Holy Spirit has a life..."

"The only thing you don't see is the main hall, right?" With a soft snort, Tian Mingyang flicked his sleeves