in the name of calamity

Yue was awakened by the first ray of sunlight in the sky, opened his eyes, and moved his aching body.Sleeping on the roof is not a good idea, it is really not a good place to sleep, when I turned around, Qian Mian and Chen Han were still fast asleep.

He didn't call them, he stood up, stretched himself, and wanted to face the ray of light and shout: "Good morning!"

But when he thought of Qianmian and the others, and his current position, he was doomed not to be able to utter this sunny cry.

Just as Yue was sighing, a shout came from beside his ear.

"Bitch..."

He was a little familiar with this voice, and on second thought, isn't this the prince from last night?Yo, wake up so early.

"Bitch, what did you do?"

Following this roar, a timid voice replied: "No, the slave didn't do anything, ah..."

Then there was a scream, Yue sounded like a lot of people were punching and kicking.

"Hit me, hit me hard, bitch, bitch..."

Accompanied by this roar, Yue's guess was confirmed.

Taking advantage of his good mood, Yue was very interested in watching this premature morning scene.

"Stop beating, my lord, the servant really didn't do anything, please... please..." When Yue arrived, he saw the man with his head in his arms and his body covered in bruises begging for mercy.

The man's clothes were only loosely draped across his body, and they were scattered aside because of the forceful beating and kicking by those people. The man called the prince stepped on his buttocks, and the crystal that flowed out was A smirk flashed across his wicked face.

"It seems that I was fed yesterday, why is it not enough?"

Then he laughed out loud, and the people next to him also laughed.

Yue stood there, watching that fell on the ground, being punched at will, but unable to fight back, he could only rely on his only hint in his heart, such a person was very pitiful and pathetic.

Jing, has it ever been like this?

As soon as he had this thought, Yue felt heartache, and covered the place where his heart was with his hands.

The prince raised his thick eyebrows, and the beating people took off their clothes one by one, and then rushed forward.

The scream, accompanied by the sound of air entering the body, and the heavy breathing.

The people on the ground are no longer conscious, they just move according to the force entering their bodies.

Looking at the people who act recklessly on me, my heart is dead, are there still tears?

"Do not……"

This scream came from the side of Yue, Yue turned around, and saw Jing looking at the place where the field battle was taking place with tears on his face.

"No, don't..." Jing's cry was miserable, even despairing.

Yue suddenly hugged him in his arms and covered his eyes. Does this scene remind Jing of his past, the humiliation that was also overwhelmed by others, a prince, a king Hao.

I thought so, but I heard Jing's low cry, he was calling someone's name, and kept repeating, "Jing Yan, Jing Yan..."

"Jing Yan, who is it?" Yue asked softly, gently stroking Jing's back with one hand.

"Jing Yan is someone who once served Mr. Jing. In the courtyard that was burned yesterday, except for Mr. Jing's mother, concubine, and nanny, it was Jing Yan who grew up with him. Although he was a slave, Mr. Jing was very close to him. Okay, let's be friends!"

The explanation came from Yu Chenhan, Qianmian had already woken up, without a smile on his face, and looked at the people below with a cold face.

The person standing on the roof froze for a moment, then patted his back, "Leave it to me."

Just three words, but like a promise thousands of times, made Jing feel at ease.

Very good, let him see the Gong Que family bullying him early in the morning, he didn't want to do anything at first, it seems that some people feel that they have lived in this world for too long, damn it.

Laughter, the surroundings are full of laughter, that cold feeling makes Jing Yan a little suffocated, that's good, he can go with the master, although Li Wang didn't say it, but he also knows, the master I'm afraid he is gone, the master who I played with since I was a child, has never been seen since I went to Nanque.

In a daze, he saw the scene at that time. His master, still like a little master, was sitting on the swing and laughing at himself who was helping him push the swing, "Jing Yan, push it higher, push it higher ..."

That's great, sir, Jing Yan has to go first, this time I will wait for you at Naihe Bridge, if you go first, then in the next life, I will serve you again, if you haven't come yet, I will always wait you.

"Let go of him." Just as he was desperate, a cold voice came, and he turned his head unconsciously, and Jing Yan saw the person standing in the sunlight shining brightly.

"Who are you?" The Eighth Prince Gong Que Meng didn't expect to meet so soon.What those people who molested him said, this young master is a good friend of the Eighth Prince, and he has something to eat with you. Now, he finally sees clearly what this starling looks like.

Starling, starling, isn't that a parrot?

A memory flashed in front of him very clearly, Xiao Jing timidly looked at his elder brother who was one year older than him, and called out: "Brother."

Pa——He immediately recruited a Paida, and Gong Que Meng, who was a head taller than him, stared and scolded: "Mynah, mynah, do you think I'm a talking bird?"

"Then what should I call you?" What's your name if you don't call me mynah, but he is really my own mynah!

Gong Que Meng thought for a while, "It's called Ba Ye."

Jing opened his mouth, but didn't scream, Gong Quemeng stared and threatened: "If you don't dare to scream, I'll beat you, hurry up and scream!"

"Eight... Master Eight..." Jing finally yelled out after being hit on the head.

Then Gong Que Meng put on the airs of a grandpa and directed Jing to go here and there, take that and take this. It was not until the arrival of the fifth prince, Gong Que, that Jing Xiaosi was restored to the status of prince.

What a sad memory, did this man, at such a young age, take pleasure in bullying?

Yue didn't answer, just held his eyes and gave him a cold look.

No one in this palace would dare to treat the Eighth Prince like this, Gong Que Meng scolded: "Bold, don't kneel down when you see this prince."

The person who appeared suddenly didn't pay attention to him, but stretched out his hands to help him up on the ground. The expressionless person carefully arranged his clothes, but was it considered clothes? They had been torn into pieces long ago. Batch of scum.

"Master..." Chen Han took the shawl and handed it over.

Yue put the shawl around Jing Yan, and the person leaning on his arms didn't say a word, didn't cry, make trouble, laugh or scream.Quiet as a doll, a corpse without a soul.

"Jing Yan?" Yue called softly, hiding his killing intent, afraid of frightening him.

There was no response, Yue lightly patted him on the back.The person in his arms jumped up violently, and was about to kneel down, shouting as he went down: "Forgive me, forgive me..."

"Jing Yan!" Yue's voice could not help but rise, and he hugged the trembling man tightly in his arms.

Jing Yan desperately wanted to resist, Yue looked at him, and sang softly in his ear: "By the small river, green grass, butterflies flying, horses running..."

Yue obviously felt the person in his arms quiet down, and his eyes that were originally out of focus slowly froze.

"Master... Son?" The two-word inquiry in his arms was very bitter, full of uncertainty, and full of shattered hopes.

"Jing Yan, I'm back." Although Yue's words are light, they are powerful and calm.

"master?"

The man in his arms yelled again, and before Yue could answer, he hugged his waist fiercely and wept bitterly in a low voice.

As if to cry out all the grievances he has suffered in the past few years, Yue just stood quietly, occasionally patting him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"You bastard, you don't take my lord seriously at all!" Gong Que Meng didn't give Yue a long time to reunite, in order to forgive her anger, with an expression that I am a nobleman.

It might be scary in the eyes of others, but Gong Que Meng didn't know that Ge Shuyue hated others shouting in front of him.

No need to speak with the Yue, the person who rushed up has already been dealt with by Qian Mian.

Gong Que Meng wanted to shout, but suddenly her legs gave way and she fell down.The speed at which Qianmian prescribes medicine is unnoticed.Gong Que Meng backed away in a panic.

Yue handed the dizzy Jing Yan into Chen Han's hands.Then he walked towards Gong Que Meng step by step.

"You, who are you?" She scrambled back in horror, no longer the domineering presence of the prince.

The foot stepping on the receding leg didn't exert any force at all, and the sound of the bones breaking was accompanied by Hachioji's painful and sharp cry.

"You...you...you, I am the Eighth Prince, how dare you treat me like this, I will tell my father to destroy your nine clans."

Destroy his nine clans, who is his nine clans, this starling is really funny!

The threatening words came to an end when the other foot was broken, and Gong Quemeng struggled on the ground in pain, looking at the person approaching her step by step, she lost all posture, only fear in her heart remained.

"No, no, no, please let me go, don't come...don't come..." The majestic Eighth Prince also had a day of begging others.

Yue looked coldly at his wimpy look begging for mercy, squatted down and grabbed his fat neck, and smiled slightly.

"Should I say that you are naive, or do you know your life?" Yue asked with a sneer, "Do you think I will let you off the person who touched me?"

The eyes looking at him even raised a thick purple color, and the murderous aura radiating from all around made Chen Han, who was holding Jing Yan, and Qian Mian, who was standing beside him, take a step back unconsciously.

"You... you... who are you?" Surrounded by the deep cold of panic, fear, and helplessness, Gong Que Meng has long forgotten what dignity and princely stature are. Tiny wants to live.

The purple in the eyes has not diminished, the smile is still the same, and the words are frozen: "Brother, have you forgotten who I am so quickly?"

"You..." Hearing this "myna", Gong Quemeng was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, yes, the Eighth Prince hates me calling you Myna. I should call you Eighth Master, right, Eighth Master?" Yue asked with a smile, the chill in his words did not hide the slightest bit.

"You..., impossible, impossible..." Gong Que Meng violently shook her head.

"Aren't you dead?" Gong Que Meng spoke intermittently, facing this person was more frightening than the pain in the bone.

"I'm not dead yet, and I don't know what the underworld is like, so let's find out about it first!"

Gong Que Meng looked at Yue's eyes with hatred gradually growing, amidst Yue's cold laughter, Gong Que Meng slowly closed her eyes in fear.

He looked at the greasy hands, felt disgusted, and never looked at the man with big eyes, turned around and left the palace.

Maybe he didn't understand until the end of his life why a soft and weak person appeared as such a gorgeous bloodthirsty devil at this time.

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