After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

The man's cold eyes darkened a little, and a sneer came from the corner of his mouth.

Bei Gongyi bribed the uncle with two cities at any cost to persuade the queen mother to let the emperor marry him, just to send him here, such a clumsy seduction.

He let go of Wen Junping's hand that was trying to reach into his trousers, leaned back on the teacher's chair, rested his forehead with his hands, his black eyes were cold.

"Then use all your abilities and let me see how Bei Gongyi trained you."

Wen Junping raised his eyes suddenly, met his eyes that seemed to see through everything, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Why, no?"

The man squinted his eyes, his face suddenly turned cold, he grabbed his red clothes that were loosely draped over his shoulders, and pulled off his bellyband together.

Wen Junping fell backwards and hit his head on the desk, the scrolls of books on the desk fell off, he raised his hand to cover his head, still hurting from the impact.

Opening his eyes again, the man had already stood up, following the white-bottomed steps and the black robe embroidered with gold, upwards, the man's pupils that looked like black holes swallowed him bit by bit.

"In this world, there is no one who can live in this king's mansion for more than a day."

Suddenly!

With a pain in his neck, he lifted his whole body up.

"... Let go..." Wen Junping patted the man's hand vigorously, but his thin arms and legs had no strength at all.

The beautiful body is exposed in the air, no matter how seductive it is, it can't arouse the slightest desire of the man. In his eyes, he only sees disgust and killing intent.

Wen Junping understands best, because he knows that this man is not a broken sleeve at all!

No matter how beautiful this body is, in his eyes, it is just an ant who does not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

He knows his cruelty better than anyone!

The neck was in severe pain, and the sound of bones colliding and almost being crushed could be heard in his ears. His eyes were turned up, his lips were opened and closed, and there was only exhaled air but not inhaled air. The feeling of suffocation filled his chest and almost burst.

Are you going to die at...his hands again...

I'm so unhappy.

"My lord, there are people from the Prince's Mansion."

The man let go of his hand, and Wen Junping fell powerlessly to the ground like a marionette that has lost its string.

"It's really time for Bei Gongyi to come."

He looked down at Wen Junping who was lying on the ground, lifeless. "Keep an eye on him, don't allow him to leave this room half a step."

The last moment when the consciousness dissipated was the footsteps of the man leaving, and Wen Junping fell into the darkness completely.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning, and he was still lying on the place where he fell unconscious yesterday, with letters scattered on the ground, stained with blood, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, only then did he realize that his forehead hurt.

Holding on to the edge of the table, he stood up with difficulty, looked at the closed door, bit his lips tightly, his eyes were red.

"Bei Gongzhi, I am at odds with you!"

After being locked in the room until the afternoon, Wen Junping sat curled up in a corner holding a large piece of his clothes that had been ripped off, his stomach growling with hunger.

"Crackling" the door opened a gap.

Wen Junping stood up unsteadily. "Mu Toon, you are here."

Mu Chun was stunned for a moment, seeing that his face was pale but still smiling, he felt compassion and advised: "Young Master, you should find a way to leave the palace as soon as possible."

He had already seen many people killed by the prince, and most of those people were called here by the prince in this way, and asked him to collect the corpse the next day.

He still came to collect the corpse today.

But it is a miracle that Wen Junping is still alive!