Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Junziyou couldn't figure it out, if Lin Xici was so dissatisfied with Si Yebai's oppression when he was alive that he wanted to cut off the huge spider web that he had draped over the capital after the man's death, it was justifiable, but looking at it now Come on, what he did not only did not ruin Lin Xi's resignation, but got rid of all the characters who threatened his reputation.

Why?Can anyone really be this loyal to their enemies?

He suddenly thought of Xiao Beicheng, if that person was by his side, he might be able to see through the causal connection between things better.But now, they have "turned against each other", and it would be too embarrassing to ask for help.

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly and shook his head, followed by the little eunuch who sent him out of the palace with a lantern, thinking that this lord is so strange, and was thinking about whether to say something to make him look less embarrassed, when he suddenly stopped. After stepping down, the little eunuch was caught off guard. If he hadn't reacted quickly and took a step outside, he would have almost bumped into him.

"My lord, you..."

For some reason, the man suddenly leaned down, and in the dead of night, only the sound of his breathing that was gradually accelerating was heard for a moment.

The little eunuch was a little flustered. He remembered that his adult health had not been very good, and he had heard people say that he might not live for too long. If he died in front of him, he would be speechless. Impatient, he grabbed Junziyou's arm and shook it back and forth.

"My lord, my lord, don't scare me. Is there something wrong with you? I'll help you find Mrs...."

Before he finished speaking, the man staggered a few steps and fell to the side, scaring the little eunuch out of his wits.

Fortunately, he reached the wall with his support, and nothing serious happened, otherwise the little eunuch would kneel down for him with a "plop".

He raised the lamp to shine on Jun Ziyou's face. The man's complexion was pale, but his cheeks were extremely flushed, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he was panting heavily with an ambiguous trill.This is……

"Don't, don't say anything, come here, hold me..."

Jun Ziyou stretched out his hand, and the little eunuch subconsciously leaned over to let him put his hand on his shoulder, making walking much easier.

"grown ups……"

"Changle Palace, what is the origin of that... that maid named Xiaoyun?"

"Miss Xiaoyun? She has served the empress for many years, and the empress uses her very much. She is also very good to us low-level servants."

Jun Ziyou didn't deny his words, but asked again: "Do you know where the Heavenly Prison is?"

"I know... I know, but that... But that's not where we should go. You don't look well. Let me take you back... go back?"

The little eunuch was so frightened that his tongue got stuck, and he couldn't speak easily. The gentleman shook his head, and the hands pressing on his chest became more forceful, twisting the front of his clothes, his fingers turned white.

"Going back...it's useless, hurry up, send me to the prison, or I will die!"

After he said this, the little eunuch dared to be negligent, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he swung the gentleman on his shoulders and ran towards the prison.

Seeing a eunuch rushing towards with a half-dead man on his back from afar, the guards in the dungeon trembled, "What are you doing! Don't you know where this is? Hurry up, don't die in front of our gate, bad luck! "

The guard was about to spit on it, when the little eunuch suddenly raised the waist card that Jun Ziyou unconsciously handed over to him just now, and after seeing the words on it clearly, the two guards looked at each other, one of them swallowed in embarrassment, Choked myself half to death.

"Shaoqing of Dali Temple... Junziyou. The waist card is correct, but Master Shaoqing came to the prison so late to interrogate the prisoner. It's hard to say, and those who don't know think you are playing for personal gain..."

When Jun Ziyou heard this, he raised his dangling wrist with difficulty, and moved his fingers, beckoning for someone to come forward and speak.

The guard approached dubiously, and he slapped the man on the forehead with his backhand. The force was not heavy, but it was enough to deter others.

He didn't even open his eyes, he lay half dead on the back of the panting little eunuch, and asked hoarsely from his throat: "Dali Temple handles the case, who dares to block the way?"

The voice was not high, but the tone did not allow resistance. The guard did not dare to easily offend the prince's new teacher, so he quickly apologized and invited him in.

But human beings are always harboring ulterior motives. They look like dogs on the surface, but you can’t tell whether he is a human or a dog at a glance. It’s like nodding and bowing to pretend to be a grandson. Putting people in, turning around and leaving It is reported that although this kind of person walks standing up, he is actually a two-legged dog.

The little eunuch hurriedly entered the door, and then walked through the narrow and deep corridor.

He was swimming with a gentleman on his back, his mind was blank, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what he was going to do, he just ran forward desperately, so that the man suddenly raised his hand to strangle him, which scared him to the point of panic call out.

"Big……"

"Don't make noise, the left...the one on the left is..."

Jun Ziyou raised his hand and handed over the key that he had just handed over from the guard's waist. The little eunuch had no chance to hesitate. He placed the man in front of the cell door, leaning against the railing so that he would not sit still and fall down, trembling. He took the keys hesitantly, and inserted them into the lockholes one by one to try.

Gentleman Youpin felt a fishy and sweet taste overflowing from the depths of his throat, and helplessly stretched out his hand to the only little eunuch he could see, like a dying person grabbing a life-saving straw that passed by.

But before he touched the other party, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly. A warm, firm hand grasped his skinny wrist with just the right amount of strength.

He could see where the hand came from, it was inside the wall blocked by the railing, the light inside was dim, and he couldn't see the situation clearly, but he knew what he was facing.

"It hurts...I'm going to die."

"Get out if you talk nonsense again, disgusting thing."

Jun Ziyou was so teased that he laughed, he tried to shrink his hands, but failed, he wanted to say "won't you let me go", but he couldn't speak, and was suppressed by coughing again.

This time he really couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed the man with his backhand, panting so badly that he was a little speechless.

It just so happened that the little eunuch finally found the right key at this time, and the moment the door opened, Jun Ziyou was half dragged and half hugged into the cell, followed by a fiery and bewildered kiss that trapped him inside.

At this moment, Xiao Beicheng was a bit down and out. He had been locked in a big prison for a few days, and he only had a white shirt on his body. There were some stains on him in the dark and humid environment, but it didn't lower his worth.

Even in this situation, he still combed his hair in a neat way, and he didn't know who to pretend to be.

The gentleman swallowed his bloody saliva, and couldn't wait to pull the man's neckline. Xiao Beicheng was surprised by his initiative, thinking that this guy would not take the risk to come to such a ghostly place to find someone because he was so lonely. .

Whenever this guy takes the initiative to show his favor, it means that something uncontrollable is about to happen. He has to restrain himself and not be fooled by this guy...

He is very confident in his own self-control, and he has the awareness that even if a gentleman kneels in front of him and begs for sex, he will not be moved, but the next sentence of the man crushes all his reason and restraint.

The gentleman lobbied: "Qingjue, *-I, please..."

It turns out that there is no need for those fancy routines, just one sentence can turn a man into a beast.

Junziyou should be thankful, at least the beast that swallowed him alive did not lose his mind completely. Sometimes, it is really hard to tell whether it is a blessing or a curse for a man to control his lower body. The advantages in some aspects need not be questioned at all.

Xiao Beicheng nibbled his earlobe, and softly comforted his restless body and mind: "Relax a little, don't think about pain, this is not the first time, you always learn badly. Be obedient..."

The man choked up a sob, and when he was a little slack, he was sneaked in, "tortured to extract a confession", and pried his mouth open.

Xiao Beicheng wiped the sweat off his forehead, knowing that he was tortured by the medicine and felt uncomfortable inside and out, he rubbed his heart with warm hands, and comforted him in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Ziyou, this kind of pain You can't always think about pain, you admit it honestly, do you miss me?"

Junzi You Yinren's voice was fragmented, he stroked his still aching forehead, sunk in confusion, squinted his eyes slightly, and felt the blazing heat melting in his body with his heart, until he was better, he squeezed out an explanation through his teeth: "I Being drugged..."

These words aroused Xiao Beicheng's vigilance, and subconsciously caressed the black mark on the inner side of his upper arm, but the man shook his head, denying his guess: "No, it's not this, you can see what it is..."

If he hadn't said it in a serious manner, Xiao Beicheng really wanted to ask him if he was serious. Someone took the risk and drugged him regardless of safety, and it wasn't for threatening, nor for his life, but just to see him laxatively. fire?

Jun Ziyou was a little tired, closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Fearing that he would catch the cold in the cold and damp dungeon covered in sweat, Xiao Beicheng covered him with a quilt, poured water for him to drink carefully, and every time he moved, there would be a "squeaky" sound.

Only then did Jun Ziyou realize that there was a shackle as thick as two fingers on his right hand. The iron chain was not long enough for him to walk a few steps, and he barely touched the railing of the cell door when he stretched out his hand.

Due to the excessive range of motion, the hard shackles had worn away his flesh, and the blood dripping from him could be seen faintly under the cuffs, and it hurt just to look at it.

"What did you do? It's not as simple as cutting off the emperor's cart of lychees to be reduced to this point, is it?"

Xiao Beicheng laughed, even he himself forgot about it, but Jun Ziyou still remembered it so clearly.

He shrugged helplessly and smiled, and simply followed the man's words, "Yes, I smiled for Pomeranian and took the emperor's things on my own initiative. The old man is unhappy, so why don't I have to eat it?" lesson?"

"Stop laughing and laughing with me. If the emperor really cares about that little thing, he won't wait until you return to the capital and have him jumping around. Tell me honestly, are you and I... in the same check thing."

In the past, even if Junziyou knew that he was talking nonsense with his eyes open, he had never pierced through it so bluntly. Xiao Beicheng felt a little uneasy on his face, so he turned his eyes away, and did not say "yes" or "no", and went out with him again. Circle, "Have you noticed that Jun Zi'an is gone?"

"...I thought he was in your house!"

"He was lost on the day he came out of the auspicious longevity shop. I thought he was boring and didn't want to demean himself, so I gave up. But he neither returned to the Hou's mansion, nor did he seek refuge in the Jun's mansion. Where can a person who is helpless go?"

"In broad daylight, the universe is clear, under the eyes of the emperor, it must be bound by someone." Jun Ziyou just said casually, but Xiao Beicheng's face was serious. It was obvious that what he said was not completely impossible.

The man lowered his eyes by giving him the opportunity to tie his clothes and belts, avoiding his gaze, "I think, if someone hijacked Jun Zi'an, if he didn't just dislike him and wanted to teach him a lesson, he would definitely raise it with you and me." Asking for redemption, no matter who it is, as long as it shows its feet, it can catch its fox tail, but I still underestimate the enemy."

He paused, then continued: "The emperor thought that I didn't care about the seriousness, and my sudden appearance at the Luhua Banquet spoiled his good deeds, so he sent me to prison to calm down for a few days. I was locked up here without any news from the outside world. , I only hope that Shen Ci can understand the message I left before I left, and find Junzi'an's whereabouts."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Shen Ci these days... What's going on?"

Junziyou touched his painful forehead, Xiao Beicheng pulled his hand down, and massaged his temple thoughtfully, trying to divert his attention in this way.

It's a pity that his concubine is not a child who can be fooled by a few words. After a brief absence, he suddenly discovered doubts: "Wait, why him?"

Xiao Beicheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and soon Junziyou sat up and shook his head at him.

"He was a role being used from the beginning to the end. He didn't realize from the beginning to the end that the Hou Mansion pushed him out just to serve as a shield for me. He is not pleasing to you, and he is not pleasing to the emperor. At best, he is just a decoration. People are not very smart about the layout of the ecstasy array, anyone who wants to use him has to carefully weigh the gains and losses, what good will it do if he is captured?"

Although what he said was true, it exposed Jun Zi'an's old background. Not to mention that he was worthless, it was enough to make the latter lose face.

Xiao Beicheng didn't insert his mouth in a daze, just listened to his own analysis.

"But now, the forces of all parties have taken the first step. Jun Zi'an is a dispensable pawn to them, and has no value to use, but they don't know when they will be able to use him in the future. There is no need to kill them all. Therefore, Who could covet him?"

"Maybe you don't want to harm him. How many familiar faces can you screen out by associating yourself with him?"

Xiao Beicheng woke up Junziyou with a single word, and seeing the man's eyes widen and his face change drastically, Xiao Beicheng knew that he already had a candidate in his heart.

"Afterwards, you don't talk sweet words to enhance your relationship. Instead, you talk about bland things. King Jin is really not flattering, so I said it all, choose me... I can make you want to die, even if you want to vent Enough is enough, I would also like to linger with you until dawn, not like this man who doesn't know what to do. How about it, do you want to think about it?"

A cynical voice and slow footsteps came from the end of the corridor, Huan Yi... no, it was Ming Prison who walked to the prison door with folded arms, and looked playfully at the pair of people inside the railing, with a provocative smile on his lips.

Gentleman You felt a headache, "Don't come here to disturb the factory, I don't have time to play Ximen Guanren and Pan Jinlian with you, adulterers and adulterers don't live long, why don't you cherish life?"

Ming Prison replied "Yes" very eloquently, "Then think of me as a special trip to remind you to turn the hourglass upside down, to remind you that the rest of your life is one day less. I heard that you were drugged in Changle Palace, I don't know if it is Should I gloat over your misfortune, or should I pretend to be sad, and I came to you without knowing it, seeing your virtue, I can't bear it, after all, I just want to force you to compromise, but some people want you to die. "

Junziyou didn't answer for a long time, he was concentrating on playing with Xiao Beicheng's long hair, braiding it into a frizzy braid like a straw rope, caught a glimpse of the man's complexion, and wiped away the sadness on his face with his hands.

Ming Prison continued: "If the person who prescribes the medicine just doesn't like you, or wants to see you and King Jin have a good relationship for a hundred years, the matter is simple. You don't even need to go into who did it. But if he knows you……"

"Stop talking nonsense, factory owner, can you do me a favor?"

Junziyou rudely interrupted Mingyu's words. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, the other party knew what he was going to say. He stretched out his hand and wandered between Junziyou and Xiao Beicheng, pointing, "It's not difficult to take you away, but King Jin...I'm afraid I'll have to be wronged here for a few more days."

The man didn't bargain with him, he got up and put on his clothes very simply, whispered something to Xiao Beicheng, and followed him out of the prison.

It wasn't until outside the prison that Mingju squinted his eyes and squeezed out a smile, and asked him: "It's useless for you to hide it. You are as shrewd as King Jin, how could you not see something strange? He didn't say it, but he was worried about your mood. Aren't you afraid that he will turn gray when he walks out from here?"

"Eunuch 'Huansan' has a lot to worry about. Please bear in mind that the prince and I know each other well. We don't interfere with each other's private areas, and we both have space for freedom. Love is a process of sinking that should be enjoyed, not a bondage." The chains around the necks, strangled each other, it's boring to get everything right."

The other party seemed to be very satisfied with his new nickname, and he groped for a long time without denying it, "You should be careful, I am not the only one who wants your life now, out of the monopoly on the prey, I hope you can protect yourself, don't let Someone else took advantage."

Junziyou was holding on to the wall, walking with difficulty at every step, but he didn't accept the kindness of "Huan San" father-in-law to help him, he raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, smiling meaningfully.

"I can't say well about this kind of thing. You have to know that death is death in anyone's hands. It doesn't make much difference to me, unless you can give me some conditions to make my heart beat."

Ming Prison looked at the pale profile of the man under the moonlight, even though his body was in unbearable pain, he still had to straighten his back, showing his unyielding arrogance in front of others...

He shook his head, "I think, when the original factory owner looked at Mr. Lin, he must have the same thoughts as I do now. He felt from the bottom of his heart that if you let you live a few more years, I should be the one who died."

"Are you afraid?"

"Yes, I'm very scared." Ming Prison smiled, "I'm afraid you will die."

"Then, can my father-in-law have any good ways to keep me alive?"

"If you want to move Si Ye, you might as well start with this person..."

Mingju took Junziyou's hand and wrote a person's name in his palm. Before he could finish writing the second word, the person closed his hand with a fist. Obviously he had already guessed the person's identity, but he resisted everything with him. intersection.

"Don't try to drag him into the water! He has nothing to do with this and shouldn't be involved!"

"Can you convince yourself by saying this? Li Ying was injured back then, and you almost died in Langhua Pavilion. Everything was related to him. Now that the matter is imminent, you still want to keep him out of it , isn't it too naive?"

Ming Prison approached Jun Ziyou, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear to bewitch: "It's time to admit, you and him are no longer the playmates of childhood sweethearts, people will change, and we are destined to be strangers." There is no need to hold the hedgehog in the palm of your hand to protect it, and if you are stabbed with blood dripping from both inside and outside, won't it hurt you?"

Junziyou wanted to refute, but then, Mingyu's actions made him dumb.

He could feel what the other person stuffed in his hand, and after the person hummed a little tune and left, he leaned his back against the red wall, gasping for breath, and raised his trembling hands in front of him.

According to the moonlight, he saw the real body of the thing clearly - it was a register covered with old stains.

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