Prince is a slave

What did he say?This marriage will definitely not end, the groom's heart is not in Weicheng, not here, not with the bride.

"Yi Xin, come back to me!"

Before taking two steps, Aunt Pingxi stood up with a mahogany cane. She trembled slightly with anger, her face stretched like Changbai Mountain. Worried that her mother might make a mistake, Yi Luojia quickly stood up and supported her.

Aunt Pingxi pointed at Yi Xin's nose and said loudly: "What Yin Mo Yintong, what are you waiting for me, you... how can you be so ridiculous! Why don't you hurry back!"

Yi Xin's footsteps stopped, and his hands clenched into fists beside his legs.The sunlight cast on his golden hair, pulling it into illusory light and shadow.

"...Let's go." Not daring to look back anymore, Yi Xin suppressed the trembling in her voice, grabbed Yin Mo's arm, and ran outside as if fleeing with her.

"Yi Xin! If you step out of this door today, as a mother, you will never recognize your son again!" Aunt Pingxi trembled all over, and shouted at Yi Xin's back, but Yi Xin still didn't look back, she was furious for a while. Choking on his chest, almost fainting from the choking, Yi Luojia hurriedly embraced his mother's shoulders and beckoned the medical officer to come forward.

A good wedding banquet turned into a farce, halfway through the marriage another woman barged in, opened her mouth and said "he's dead", and then the groom ran away with others - this drama is estimated in the dull and boring city life It can be passed on for a long time.Yi Luojia's expression was also not good, and after instructing the housekeeper to stabilize the situation, he also ran out after Yi Xin.

It took less than half a day to go from Weicheng to the imperial capital, and Yi Luojia chased Yi Xin for half a day, and when he got off his horse in front of the Yiren Building, his gait was unsteady.

Today, the Yiren Building has put up a sign of closure. Without the gentle singing and charming dancing of the girls, this brothel looks so deserted.Yi Xin stepped on the creaking stairs, brushed aside the heavy pink curtains and walked up to the second floor, and finally stood at the end of the remote northwest corner.

A dark red carved wooden door was closed.

Yi Xin raised his hand, he had pushed the door in countless times, but this time, he was standing here, he didn't have the courage to open it again, Yin Mo looked at him, and finally whispered: "...Let me come ..."

Yi Xin nodded, as if a sour olive had been stuck in her throat, she was speechless.

The light in the room is dim, the fragrance of the medicine has not dissipated, the layout is as simple as before, the big lamps emit a cold flame color, and there is a wide couch by the wall next to the window, and a thin and out-of-shape teenager is lying on the couch , the young man was wearing a well-stitched, laundered and ironed white robe, quietly closing his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Yi Xin had a hallucination for a moment, as if the boy would wake up soon, coughed lightly and smiled at him, and said weakly, I'm lying to you, fool.

But he stood there for a long time, the boy didn't sit up, didn't smile at him, and didn't call him a fool.

nothing left.

"Xiao Tong..." The young man's name leaked from his pale lips, he stumbled towards the sick bed, knelt down in front of the young man, and tremblingly held his cold hand.

In memory, these hands are warm. They once perched on the slender Tong flute and played a piece of Tawu music.When he was in love with him, he held these warm hands and brought them to his lips for a gentle kiss.

But these hands are so cold now, the blood is so cold that it is piercingly cold.

Yin Mo looked at them, choked up and said: "He said something to me when he fell asleep. This is also the last time I talked to him in my life. He took my hand and told me that he would just sleep for a while, a little while. Son, if Yi Xin comes, wake him up right away, and he still needs to listen to him playing the flute and talking..."

Yi Xin listened, his eyes couldn't stand the wetness, he took his hand, clutched his chest tightly, and wept hoarsely: "Xiao Tong, look, Yi Xin is here...Look, you My sister didn't lie to you...she didn't lie to you, I'm here...I'm here to see you, as you said, if I come, I will wake you up immediately. "

The corners of the young man's lips were dull, and his eyes were closed without any reaction.

"Xiaotong...I'm here...you look at me, why don't you want to look at me..." He bowed his body sadly, tears finally rolling down his cheeks, "I'm here, I won't go, don't seal the land , I don’t want Ronghua, I don’t want Miss Sun, I don’t want anything... Are you still angry with me? Are you still refusing to wake up?”

"Xiao Tong..." Yi Xin knocked her forehead on the edge of the bed, her shoulders trembling, she couldn't help crying, "...Xiao Tong, you are so stupid..."

When Yi Luojia rushed to the door, he saw Yi Xin kneeling in front of the boy's couch, holding the boy's hands tightly, with his forehead resting on the edge of the couch, crying like a child, and his exquisitely stitched bright red auspicious clothes were tired Hanging on the ground like a river of blood.

The corners of Iroja's eyes ached from the cold white and red from tears. He turned his face away, leaned against the door frame, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion downstairs, a group of men were arguing with the maids in Yirenlou, followed by the sound of brushes drawing knives, women's screams, tables and chairs colliding, men were cursing, There was a chaotic sound of military boots kicking on the bench.

Yi Luojia immediately opened his eyes, and looked down from the escalator sideways. The ones who broke into the Yiren Building were a group of officers and soldiers with swords in uniforms with black background and gold belts—members of the Continental Army Infantry Regiment.

The footsteps were hurried, and those officers and soldiers quickly went up to the second floor, but they were stopped by a long sword at the top of the stairs. The officers and soldiers in the lead were startled, and looked along the tip of the sword, their bodies trembled suddenly, their complexions became paler, and they bowed quickly Saluting, he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if Ping Xijue is here, how offensive he is, and is a death penalty."

Yi Luojia withdrew his sword and said coldly: "Forget it, who sent you here? Why did you break into the Yiren Building?"

"It's me." A familiar voice sounded from behind the crowd, and Yi Luojia followed the sound, only to see Lin Ruizhe pushed aside those officers and walked over, with the corners of his mouth tightly drawn, and a pair of black eyes like vultures.

"..." Yi Luojia's gaze paused in front of the golden starburst pinned to Lin Ruizhe's chest, then he sneered and nodded slightly as a salute, "Who am I? Commander-in-Chief, you are negligent."

"It's okay." Lin Ruizhe pursed his lips and said, "Please let Ping Xijue let us go, I was ordered to arrest the criminal."

"Who did it?"

"The murderer who killed the army soldiers on the eve of the labor meeting was Lingdi Yi Xin."

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16. The Sri Lankan returns...

Yi Luojia didn't move, but his eyes were obviously a little colder: "Is this the result of the investigation by Mr. General after many days of hard work?"

"I know you won't believe it, but Ping Xijue, please get out of the way, otherwise, if you are punished according to the law, even princes and nobles will not be able to escape the blame."

Yi Luojia laughed, then narrowed his eyes slightly, with an extremely contemptuous expression, and said flatly, "Oh, so what does the chief mean, if I don't get out of the way, I'm harboring criminals?"

"... Please don't embarrass me, Ping Xijue."

Yi Luojia leaned on the carved railing, raised his chin slightly: "...what if I insist on not letting go?"

Lin Ruizhe closed his eyes, as if he was weighing something, and then he whispered: "Ping Xijue, don't force me, I don't want to use the authority of the general to deal with you..."

"It's a joke." Yi Luojia no longer had a smile on his face, and he stared at Lin Ruizhe with cold eyes, "What's wrong with the chief of the military department? Do you think I will obey? Don't forget, I am a blood relative of the royal family." , and you are just a foreigner. You want to take my brother away in front of me? Where do you put the dignity of the royal family?"

The soldiers around Lin Ruizhe had never seen Iroja get angry, and they couldn't help but change their expressions. In their impression, this lord has always been gentle and gentle. But right now he is really angry, and the bottom of his originally warm eyes is full of anger.

Everyone has heard that Yi Xin and Yi Luojia brothers have a strong relationship, and this statement is indeed true.

The corners of Lin Ruizhe's mouth were tense. He and Yi Luojia confronted each other up and down the stairs, and neither of them gave in.In the end, Lin Ruizhe couldn't help it. He pursed his lips, and finally whispered to the guard behind him: "... just bring it."

When the soldier took out a scroll of black and red intertwined silk books from his chest, Iroja's original cold expression changed—it was... actually the king's imperial order!

"Read." Lin Ruizhe still stared at Yi Luojia, and said softly to the soldiers.

The soldier hurriedly unfolded the silk script, and said in a loud voice: "El Beiqiu Order, the 360th order, Commander-in-Chief Shi Yixin, embezzled money from the public treasury, assassinated the soldiers of the Ministry of War, the crime should be the death penalty, and ordered Lin Ruizhe, the general and head of the army, to arrest him. Bring it to justice, no matter the princes or nobles, don't stop it!"

After hearing this, Yi Luojia didn't even notice that his lower lip was bleeding from his own bite. He felt that the anger in his chest was about to tear him apart, but the order was above, and he couldn't vent all his anger, so he turned hard at last head, nails digging into palm.

"... Accept the order, Ping Xijue." Lin Ruizhe frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

After a short period of silence, Iloka broke his heart, and finally knelt down in front of Lin Ruizhe on one knee, resting his left elbow on his knee, and lowered his face, "Sir... Iloka, obey the order."

Yin Fang was almost crushed by himself.

Lin Ruizhe led the armored soldiers straight to the room with faint candlelight. Yin Mo was shocked and wanted to stop them, but Yi Xin, who was kneeling in front of the couch, said softly without looking back: "Yin Mo, let them in... ..."

The bleak atmosphere in the room made those soldiers slightly stunned. Lin Ruizhe obviously didn't expect such a scene of yin and yang to be in front of him. His black eyes