Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in Kun Ze's eyes, and then he saw Fu Yuan pull out a knife from his sleeve, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge it, but unexpectedly, this knife was not used by Fu Yuan to assassinate him.

Rather...

"Yuaner!" Yan Rongzhen exclaimed, and in the next second he rushed forward, firmly catching Qian Yuan's falling body.

Stretching out his hand to hold the handle of the knife that pierced Qianyuan's chest, Yan Rongzhen did not dare to act rashly, the unstoppable blood gushing out there, he could only feel the turbulent chill emanating from every part of his body, making his eyes black.

Looking at Kun Ze's anxious face, Fu Yuan raised a relieved smile instead. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but a mouthful of hot blood surged in his throat, and finally he could only speak inarticulately: " Status and power, to Fu Yuan, are just things outside of him, this is the biggest difference between me and Your Highness."

Temporarily stabilizing Fu Yuan's injury with internal force, Yan Rongzhen subconsciously coaxed the imperial doctor from the palace while sending someone to call: "You don't want to do it again!"

said. "

Fu Yuan shook his head, "Fu Yuan just wanted to ask His Highness a question. Between the throne and Fu Yuan, has His Highness ever hesitated?"

Unexpected question, Yan Rongzhen's face was complicated, and he replied in a deep voice: "No." Because he had already decided that he would get both the throne and Fu Yuan.

However, he didn't know that these two words had a different meaning when they heard Fu Yuan's ears. He smiled bitterly in his heart, mocking himself for turning into such a humble appearance, and said: "Then Fu Yuan, let's make a bet with His Highness." .”

"What does Yuan'er want to bet on?"

"With this knife, if Fu Yuan dies, it can be regarded as repaying His Highness's kindness to me. If he is not dead, Your Highness, can you let me go?"

Clenching Qianyuan's hand tightly, Yan Rongzhen endured the pain in his heart, "You would rather die than stay by my king's side?"

He stretched out his hand to caress Fu Yuan's handsome face, but the person in his arms had already lost consciousness and was unable to answer himself.

"It's a pity that this king can promise you anything, but this is not right."

"My lord, my lord? Are you awake?" Seeing a blurry figure in front of him, Fu Yuan frowned, and when his drowsy consciousness began to clear up, he finally saw the face of the person in front of him.

It turned out to be Xiaoqiu.

Fu Yuan wanted to get up, but when he moved a little, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he felt darkness in front of his eyes, so he could only lie down obediently.

Seeing Qian Yuan moving around indiscriminately, Xiao Qiu was startled, hurriedly helped her up, and said: "My lord, you are seriously injured, don't move around for now."

Fu Yuan turned his face sideways, looked at the little girl's worried expression, and asked, "Where is this, the basement of the palace?"

"This is the hidden pavilion in His Highness's bedroom. Xiao Qiu only knew about it not long ago." Xiao Qiu replied, she was also surprised when she knew about this place. After all, she had been serving Fu Yuan for so long, and she really didn't realize it. There is heaven and earth inside.

Allowing the little maid to wipe his face, Fu Yuan continued to ask: "Now, is there anything happening outside?"

"Yes." Xiao Qiu hesitated, "My lord, on the day you left, His Highness was furious and killed all the guards who followed you that night."

It turned out that the rumors about cruel nature and life in a hurry were all true, Fu Yuan fell silent, feeling that he didn't know Yan Rongzhen well enough.

"Later, rumors spread in the capital, saying that His Highness was so angry because you disappeared."

"You mean, Your Highness intentionally spread the news of my disappearance."

"Yes." Xiao Qiu nodded, if she wasn't Fu Yuan's personal maid, she might have believed it, after all everyone said so now, it seems that the Ninth Prince will not let the young master show up outside for the time being.

"Young master, now that we are like this, can we still go?"

Hearing this, Fu Yuan shook his head, this time he failed, it might be more difficult to leave next time, so he can only play by ear.

But what surprised him was that the knife didn't kill him. Maybe it was because he was not a martial arts practitioner, and the strength of the knife was not right. He smiled bitterly for a while, since he accidentally came to this world, everything began to be beyond his control.

But freedom is the most important thing for Fu Yuan, and it is definitely impossible for him to give it up.

This stab at himself was a temptation, and it was also Fu Yuan's relief from this relationship, but it was enough to do something stupid once.

"My lord, if you have nothing to say, Xiao Qiu will go down first." Seeing Qian Yuan's puzzled expression, Xiao Qiu explained: "Your Highness won't let Xiao Qiu stay here for too long, so I can only wrong you Waiting for His Highness to come back."

It turned out that Yan Rongzhen had guarded himself so far, and he didn't even allow himself to say a word with others.

Surprised by Yan Rongzhen's desire to control, Fu Yuan lowered his eyes, "Okay, I see."

"Xiaoqiu resigns."

Hearing the slight sound of the secret door closing, Fu Yuan lay silently on the bed, thinking about something, but maybe the surrounding was too lonely, and he couldn't move, so he fell asleep again after a while.

When he woke up again, he felt another breath beside him, turned his head slightly, Kun Ze's sleeping profile came into view, and a flash of complexity flashed in his eyes. After going through all this, Fu Yuan really didn't know for a while. How to face Yan Rongzhen.

Xu Qianyuan's gaze was too intense, Yan Rongzhen keenly noticed something, and opened his eyes immediately.

The two looked at each other.

With a smile on his lips, Yan Rongzhen leaned over in a good mood, and pressed a kiss on Fu Yuan's face, "Yuan'er is awake? Then get up and have dinner."

Let's go. ”

Hearing this person's words that were the same as in the past, Fu Yuan understood that he planned to pretend that nothing had happened and continue to live in a self-deceiving way.

But the Ninth Prince thought so, but Fu Yuan didn't intend to cooperate with him. He thought that this knife should let Yan Rongzhen understand his thoughts, but unexpectedly this person was very stubborn.

"It hurts." Fu Yuan said.

Hearing this, Yan Rongzhen was stunned for a moment, and said nervously, "Where does Yuan'er hurt?"

"Here." Fu Yuan slowly raised his hand, pointing to his heart, which is also the location of the wound, "It hurts here."

Yan Rongzhen stopped talking, he slowly picked Qian Yuan up from the bed, until the two hugged each other intimately, "You could not be in such pain, as long as you are obedient."

Heh, Fu Yuan smiled silently, "Does Your Highness like Fu Yuan, or do you just want an obedient doll?"

"If it's the former, then let Fu Yuan go. If it's the latter, it's not impossible for Fu Yuan to obey you." Qian Yuan said frankly, looking at the Ninth Prince with such blunt words, let Yan Rongzhen felt that there was nothing to hide.

"Enough." A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and Yan Rongzhen's face darkened, "No matter what you say, this king will never let you go." He took a deep breath, "Come on, this king hugs you Go eat."

"Your Highness, can you really sleep peacefully at night when you share the bed with Fu Yuan?"

Yan Rongzhen's expression turned serious, "Yuan'er, what does this mean?"

"I heard that people's guard is weakest when they are sleeping soundly, and it is also the best time to strike." Facing Kun Ze's cold eyes at the moment, Fu Yuan said with a smile: "Does your Highness feel offensive and want to kill Fu Yuan?" ?”

"My king doesn't have one."

"Is it because Fu Yuan hasn't hindered your interests yet, and can even bring you some value."

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Yan Rongzhen's face became even uglier, "How did you know that?"

"No matter what, Fu Yuan has already made it very clear that the matter has come to this, and I hope His Highness can see the reality clearly."

"See the reality clearly?" As if stimulated by these words, Yan Rongzhen seemed to have heard some ridiculous words. He laughed at himself: "The most difficult thing for me to learn since I was a child is to see the reality clearly." If he had seen the reality clearly, he would have married a certain prince of a certain country, or served as a courtier and servant, just like those Kunze brothers. Words are the real nightmare.

Fu Yuan closed his eyes, he knew that he and Yan Rongzhen had nothing to say.

Picking up Qian Yuan from the bed, he carefully sat down at the table, and put him on his lap. Yan Rongzhen picked up the small bowl on the table, put it to his mouth and breathed it out, then handed it to Fu Yuan's mouth. "Come on, red dates and lotus seed porridge, it's good for your injury."

Fu Yuan frowned, he was not used to being served like this, "I can do it myself."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Rongzhen's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Then don't eat it." Then he put down the bowl and made a "bang".

The two looked close, but they seemed to be separated by an invisible gap, forming a strange scene in this dark pavilion.

In this way, Fu Yuan and Yan Rongzhen started a cold war, but Fu Yuan was ignoring the Ninth Prince, while the Ninth Prince acted as if nothing had happened.

Originally thought that Yan Rongzhen would get angry because of his attitude, but after a long time, the two formed another weird way of getting along, which made Fu Yuan unable to see through what Kun Ze was thinking for a while.

However, he also knew that blindly going against Yan Rongzhen would not do him any good, and it was impossible for him to let himself out of this room.

Looking at the backflowing incense beside him, Fu Yuan sniffed the smell of Kaoru radiating from the tip of his nose, and while he was lost in thought, there was one more strange thing to say, that was that he seemed to feel that his consciousness was becoming more and more drowsy, and occasionally he would appear The situation of the memory fault, what he did not long ago, he will not remember clearly very soon.

Could this be because he was locked up for too long and didn't know where the sun and the moon are, so he became insensitive to time? Fu Yuan put down the book in his hand and stood up slowly. After these few days of recuperation, his injury It's much better and I can walk on my own.

Rubbing the door of the dark pavilion, Xiao Qiu came in from this place, but he didn't know where the opening mechanism was, and Fu Yuan didn't ask her, he knew it would harm this innocent little maid.

Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to He Qiuyan?As for General Xing Tianyi, what are the terms of his deal with the Ninth Prince?what time is it

So, when will Yan Rongzhen come back?Fu Yuan stood there with his blank eyes open, talking to himself.The author has something to say

Run away, catch it back, put it in a small black room, choke on your own dog blood ('艸') Also, the babies are so smart, I guessed it for you, but don't worry, Fu Yuan will still leave