Qingjiang Yin

Yuan Che's eyes were extremely cold, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he sneered: "Even if I have been wronged at this moment, I will definitely commit treasonous acts in the future. You probably don't know, I have always hated Emperor Zhaosheng, King Zhao, and King Zhao. Zhong Dang, I hate everyone who has failed me and my mother." He paused, looked at Li Zhenyuan's shocked expression, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and then said: "I'm afraid you are the only one in the entire imperial capital who can do that." Trust me like this, it's a pity that Yuan Che can only live up to your trust, Wen Yuan."

He spoke word by word, his tone gradually became colder, the coldness in his eyes became more intense, and the ruthlessness that Li Zhenyuan had never seen in him became more and more obvious: "I want them to die, I want all hypocrites and evildoers to die." , whoever stands by will pay the price."

He stared at Li Zhenyuan, his eyes were full of ferociousness, and his cold and beautiful face was deformed by it.Like an evil ghost in human skin, he finally tore off his disguise in front of Li Zhenyuan, "I lied to you, don't you know? I just pretended to like you for your military power, but you And stupidly sent it up."

Li Zhenyuan stared at him dumbfounded, seeing that he seemed crazy, and retorted after a long while: "No, it's not true, you have reasons..."

He remembered the stubborn child under the camphor tree, the boy who saw him off in the snowstorm, the Fourteenth Highness who met him at the gate of Taichu Courtyard when he returned, the prince who was bullied by Concubine Zhong, and He prepared food and drinks carefully, and Yuan Che, who talked with him all night, remembered the lingering meaning in his tone when he called him, but why did that gentle and humble person change overnight, beyond recognition.

Suddenly, Yuan Che laughed, the torn appearance seemed to be closed at once, he was the handsome young man in Li Zhenyuan's eyes again, with full eyes, he took Li Zhenyuan's hand, pressed it on his cheek, and said softly: "Aren't you Do you like this look of me the most? Huh? I like this face the most, and the fourteenth prince who is weak and needs protection?"

"But all of this is false." He said slowly word by word in Li Zhenyuan's favorite voice, like a dagger, cutting Li Zhenyuan's heart one by one: "Ruan Fengxie's father, Ye Yi , I impeached Zhong Liheng at my instigation, the battle to seize the heirloom was provoked by me, your old friend, my sixth brother, Yuan Kun, I broke his legs and drove him out of the capital ..."

His hand was so hard that it hurt Li Zhenyuan's wrist.

Only then did Li Zhenyuan understand why Yuan Kun had such a sad look when he mentioned Yuan Kun. It turned out that Yuan Kun was in such a miserable situation when he left.

As if being scalded by a red-hot iron, he threw off Yuan Che's restraint, and withdrew his hand: "Stop talking." He closed his eyes tremblingly: "Stop talking..."

He turned around, staggered, and fled from this hellish cell.

Li Zhenyuan fled from Zongzheng Temple.

The long night is coming to an end, the east has turned pale, but is still oppressed by rain clouds.

It is raining lingeringly in the imperial capital.The rain is thin, blurring the vision, covering all the carved tiles and powder walls in the hazy white mist, but it can't cover the vibrant green in early summer, and the bluestone road is soaked and gradually moistened.

But Li Zhenyuan felt that the rain was so cold, so cold that it almost froze him.The raindrops pierced his face and body like needles.

Everyone advised him not to get close, but he didn't believe it at all.

He lost too much, body, love, dignity, everything he gave to Yuan Che unreservedly, but like a desperate gambler, he lost all his money.

This year, it was like a big dream, but the only person in the dream was himself.

Why is such a gentle and slender raindrop so hurtful?

All this is so absurd, he wanted to laugh out loud, but something fell from his eyes, it was warm but bitter, he couldn't hold it back, he leaned on the wall with one hand, wiped his face, his hands were wet and cold Cool, I don't know if it's rain or tears.

He was actually so weak because of Yuan Che.Li Zhenyuan couldn't tell whether it was desolation or ridicule.

As the sky was getting brighter, he raised his head, trying to force back the damp heat in his eyes, but he only saw the numerous pavilions of the imperial capital blocking his view. Why is the imperial capital so huge, but he is so small?

He leaned against the wall, panted for a while, forced himself to stand up straight, and walked back slowly.

And in a place where he could not see, Yuan Che watched Li Zhenyuan leave, and all his expressions disappeared, turning blank, but his eyes were only full of sadness.

——Wen Yuan, I'm sorry.

Yuan Che sat in the prison cell for a long time, only feeling that his heart was terribly empty. If he had a somewhat leisurely look before, since Li Zhenyuan left, even his soul was taken away, like a walking dead.

But footsteps sounded again in the cell, heavy and slow, as if from an old man.Yuan Che turned his head and saw the face of Emperor Zhaosheng appearing from the darkness.

Finally showed up.

"Royal Father." He called out, with a relieved smile on his face for some reason.

——Yuan Che has been waiting for him since the moment he entered here, waiting for the end of this long road.

"I came to see you on behalf of your mother." Emperor Zhaosheng stood still three steps in front of Yuan Che, looking at him coldly.

Yuan Che smiled slightly: "Thank you, Father."

"You have something to say."

Yuan Che lowered his eyes, then slowly knelt down in front of Emperor Zhaosheng, bowed his hands together, and slowly made a salute: "Thank you, Father, to this day, I have nothing to say and nothing to ask for. "

Emperor Zhaosheng walked out of the gloomy and damp prison cell, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. With his hands behind his back, he raised his head. The drizzle had stopped, the sky was twilight, the morning breeze was cool, and a waning moon hung in the east, which was quite desolate.

He has been on the throne for 36 years, but things have changed and people have changed. There are only a few people who denounced Fang Qiu with him back then.The ones he loved left one by one, and after the beginning of the war, he lost several sons and daughters, and the princes even turned against each other.

After Yuan Che was born, he feared that the child would be a disaster after all, and wanted to poison him to death, but who knew that the baby survived, as if there was a reincarnation in the dark, and from that moment on, he had a premonition , The old debt owed will eventually be repaid.

Emperor Zhaosheng closed his eyes, and for the first time on his face eroded by the years showed confusion mixed with pain.After a while, he murmured in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, he is so similar to you."

That slender figure appeared again in his mind, with red sleeves like a raging fire, his dancing posture was beyond shocking, every frown and smile was so gorgeous that it was hard to look at.But that affection was toward Xiaocheng, the deposed prince. At that moment, jealousy eroded his heart, making him determined to get this woman.

However Xiao Yu looked weak, like a butterfly, but deep down she was extremely stubborn and hard, she would rather break her wings than live.Why isn't Yuan Che like this?Between life and death, there is only a faint "nothing else".

What kind of person is it that can restrain them and make them willingly bow their heads and die?

And who is worthy of such affection?

That's all.Emperor Zhaosheng sighed, let everything end here.

His eyes turned sharp, and he said to Yuan Zhi who had been waiting quietly behind him for a long time: "Let's deal with him."

"promise."

In the summer of the 36th year of Deyou, the fourteenth son of the emperor Yuan Che was convicted of treason, deprived of his status as a prince, demoted to a commoner, and exiled three thousand miles north.Instead of implicating those involved, they were either convicted and imprisoned, or demoted and demoted, and there was another bloody storm in the imperial capital for a while.

When the verdict was pronounced, Li Zhenyuan was already in the northern border. When he heard the news, he was just dumbfounded. His eyes fell on the current map. After a long time, he smiled wryly.He thought that the name Yuan Che could no longer touch his heart, but it turned out that it still hurt.

Suzhou, after January.

This place is far away from the Guannei Road. It is located in the northwest of Dacheng. It is almost the front line. Naturally, it is full of devastation and chaos. A small group of bandits often come to plunder. If you go west for more than [-] miles, you can reach Yi Zhou, the end of Yuan Che's exile.

Yuan Che is a sinner who committed treason, and the crime of exile is already light, so he absolutely cannot complain.But he knew in his heart that Emperor Zhaosheng would never tolerate his lingering in this world, he was afraid that his life would be removed if he did not go halfway through the remaining journey, at that time, as long as he said that he met a thief, he would die without proof.

The escort who escorted him rested in this almost deserted inn. Yuan Che's hands and feet were wearing heavy shackles, and they were worn out with mottled bloodstains. Just a simple movement was painful.

He sat down at the table, picked up the rough earthenware bowl, took a sip of the sandy water, and glanced at the three people who were guarding him. This place is desolate, and if you want to start, this is the perfect place. As long as he was dragged into the wild forest, a single blow would kill him.

Along the way, Yuan Che could more or less sense that those who followed him were by no means ordinary officials, and their every move showed that these people were masters.

A cold light flashed across Yuan Che's eyes for an instant.

This place is far enough away from the imperial capital, even if there is any disturbance, it will not be heard by the group of people, the opportunity is not to be missed, and the time will never come - it is time to act.

He lowered his eyes, lifted the bowl up silently, and let go.

In an instant, the pottery bowl fell to pieces on the ground, making a loud noise in this quiet station.

"What are you doing?!" The policeman who sat closest cast a wary look at Yuan Che, only to see him smiling apologetically, then bent over to pick up the debris on the ground.

The guard watched Yuan Che pick up the pieces carefully one by one, and he couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted because of the pained expression on the scars on his hands.

It has to be said that this fourteenth son of the emperor is indeed better than Pan Yue in appearance, and ordinary beautiful women are not as good as him, even the wind and the sun have not damaged his handsome appearance.

His smile made people's hearts tremble, and he couldn't bear to punish him too much.He looked away, relaxing slightly.

Just at this time, Yuan Che got up suddenly, strangled his neck with an iron chain, and exerted force with his hand. The policeman was unprepared, and he took his life instantly. The body fell limply, and Yuan Che set aside.Everything is just a flash.

He stood up, watched the remaining two policemen silently, unhurriedly stretched out his hands to tie the messy hair on his forehead behind his ears, revealing a plain and extremely handsome face, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and Hidden in a cold smile, she is gorgeous and cruel like a hell Shura.

The remaining two had already put their hands on the hilt of the knife and stood in front of the door and window of the inn, blocking Yuan Che's escape route. These two were the assassins sent by Emperor Zhaosheng to kill him from the very beginning. He was also indifferent to the death of his fellow policeman.

"Your Highness." One of them said, "It's better for you to be captured without a fight. In terms of force, you are definitely not as good as the two of us. Give up now, at least you can go away happily."

Yuan Che slightly raised his eyebrows, and sneered: "What if I said, not only do I want to get out of here alive today, but I also want all of you to be exposed to the wilderness without a whole body?"

He spoke slowly, his pupils were dark, his expression became colder and sharper, but the smile on his mouth did not diminish.

"Then we two have no choice but to offend." The two killers looked at each other, shouted loudly, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and rushed towards Yuan Che.

These two are masters, they are extremely fast, and Yuan Che is wearing shackles, no matter how good his kung fu is, he can't use them, but he doesn't seem to intend to fight back, he just dodges blindly, and he is extremely fast.All the tables, chairs, cabinets and stools in the post station were chopped up in pieces, making it a mess.

The three of them passed less than ten moves, the gate of the inn opened suddenly, and out of nowhere appeared a dozen masked men in black, attacking the two guards, the situation changed drastically in an instant.

The two assassins had to fight against the men in black, but there were so many men in black, they couldn't resist them quickly, and they were chopped down by the sword in just a cup of tea, and they became unexplainable ghosts .

The leading man in black went to the dead policeman, found the key to the shackles, then half-kneeled in front of Yuan Che, and respectfully removed the shackles on Yuan Che's hands and feet.

He took off the black cloth on his face, revealing a very ordinary middle-aged face, and took out a thin piece of paper from his arms: "Your Highness, this is a letter from Director Yuan Zhi."

This person is the leader of Yuan Che's secret guard, Tao Jian. He has been with the prince for many years, and has been acting secretly with Yuan Che since then.

Yuan Che was rubbing his sore wrist, and when he heard what he said, he took it. After a rough look, it was Li Zhenyuan's recent information.I couldn't help but read it again carefully, then folded it carefully and put it in my arms.He flicked the dust off his body, and led the crowd out of the blood-spattered barren mountain inn.

The hidden guards behind him moved the corpses prepared earlier in the morning into it, and set fire to the dilapidated and old inn.

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