After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

You Run embraced Wen Junping, laughed happily, and the falcon on his arm was chirping and flapping its wings restlessly.

Wen Junping was dazed by the sudden hug, and pushed him away to comfort the falcon on his arm.

"Is the time set?"

You Run sat on the table, nodded and looked at Wen Junping.

"Mother said it's not too late, hurry up and hold a wedding ceremony tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Wen Junping lowered his eyes. Although he was prepared, it was too hasty.

"Well, it's tomorrow! Only in this way can they be caught off guard, and the Great Elder will not be able to cooperate with Bei Gongyi."

Wen Junping nodded, "Okay, that's fine."

"Then I'll go prepare, and someone will come to measure your clothes later."

You Run explained some things and left. Wen Junping put the falcon back in the cage, and sat on his stomach in front of the table.

I don't know how Bei Gongzhi is doing now.

After lunch at noon, a custom-made tailor came to measure Wen Junping. It is said that he is the most famous tailor in the local area, and he makes Wang's new clothes every year.

"Prince, people have arrived."

Wen Junping said _ sound. "Come in."

Tal, who was waiting outside, opened the door, and someone from outside walked in.

Wen Junping stood on the spot with his arms outstretched, waiting for him to take the measurement. After waiting for a while, he didn't come over, so he said puzzled.

"Don't measure the size?"

"Crack." It was the sound of bones colliding, and Wen Junping turned his head in doubt.

Then I saw a man with a hat on his head standing behind him. Although he was carrying a tailor's bag, he didn't look like a tailor at all. His two fists were clenched even more, as if he was about to fight.

Could it be an assassin sent by the Great Elder!

Wen Junping became alert.

"I thought you were being persecuted, but now it seems that not only are you not being persecuted, but you are enjoying it."

This voice is!

He slowly took off his hood to reveal a cold and handsome face, sharp features, narrow eyes, and thin cold lips.

"Bei Gongzhi!"

The hand was suddenly pinched by the man's big palm.

Wen Junping took a step back, and accidentally bumped into the teacup on the table, the cup fell to the ground and shattered.

"prince?"

"I'm fine." Wen Junping said to the outside, looking at the man, his eyes flickered with surprise and fright.

Why is he here? !

Seeing that no one from outside broke in, he was relieved.

"Can you let go of your hand, my lord?" He looked at his hand.

This body is delicate, and if he pinches it like this, the bones will break. He doesn't want his hands to be broken like this.

"Wen Junping, why did you leave!" Mu Lihe said that the reason why Wen Junping left might have something to do with You Run's mother and son. He thought he was coerced, and if he was coerced, he would tell it now.

Seeing Bei Gongzhi's angry look, Wen Junping's heart tightened, and he had the nerve to ask him why he left.

Thinking of the scene of him shopping with that nobleman and eating pancakes, his heart felt sour.

"Why does the prince care about me as an actor? Could it be that he failed to kill me in the palace and now regrets it?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Junping was picked up by the waist, walked into the room and thrown on the bed, his body sank, Bei Gongzhi held his hands and feet.

"Tell me, they are the ones who persecuted you, and you will not marry You Run."

Wen Junping's eyes flickered.

Does he know?

So it was for this matter that he risked his life to enter the palace to find him?

His lips parted to say the elder's plan, but he stopped when he reached his mouth.

Even if you talk to Bei Gongzhi now, it won't change the overall situation, on the contrary, it will let Bei Gongzhi fall into their tricks.

Bei Gongzhi is being withdrawn now, if he goes with him and is hunted down, the Hu people will kill them all the way, let alone leave smoothly, it may be difficult to escape Mogan City.Even if they leave smoothly, what about the people of Chu State, and the people of Mo Xuecheng who have surrendered to Chu State?

The prince has already sold the city to the barbarians, and the only way to stop this is to become king and stop cooperating.

Thinking of this, Wen Junping turned his head away.

"Please get out, or I will call someone."

Bei Gongzhi looked at his cold turned away face, his heart was burning with anger, his hand pinching Wen Junping's wrist tightened a little bit, cold sweat broke out on Wen Junping's forehead in pain.

"Is it because this king failed to satisfy you, that's why you flirt with each other? If so!"

Chi!

The clothes were torn apart, and the fair skin was exposed to the air. Wen Junping's body trembled, and his originally cold eyes reacted, and then they were smudged with water mist.

The man did not let him go because of this, and immediately pulled off his belt... "You are my husband's wife, you are my king's..." He didn't care about Wen Junping at all. Wen Junping almost fainted from the tearing pain.

"Prince, are you ready?" Tal's voice came from outside.

Enduring the pain, Wen Junping shouted to the outside.

"Wait... ho... wait a while."

"Wen Junping, you are worthy of being an actor."

Hearing what the man was biting his ear, Wen Junping closed his eyes, gave up struggling, and only wished him to end soon.

An hour had passed, seeing that Wen Junping hadn't come out yet, Tal was in a hurry, opened the door and walked in.

"Prince, have you measured it?"

After entering, Tal looked at Wen Junping who was lying on the bed in a mess and covered his lips in horror.

The window creaked and creaked, and people had already left.

The male whore was left alone in such a mess as if he had been used and thrown away, his body was bruised, his lips were bloodstained and his hair was ripped into a mess, and the bruises on his wrists were shocking. "I'll find someone."

"Tal!"

Wen Junping called him to stop, got up with difficulty and wrapped his body in the quilt.

"Don't shout."

Tal looked at his red and swollen eyes from crying, his pupils flickered.

"I'll clean up for the prince." He came over and took out a handkerchief for Wen Junping to wipe his body.

"The prince knows that person?" he asked.

Wen Junping closed his eyes and let the tears fall.

"know."

"The prince likes him?"

He didn't answer, Tal didn't bother to ask, he applied some medicine to remove bruises and cleaned up the messy house. "Boom boom boom."

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Tull asked.

"I'm Xin Yipu's tailor."

Tal glanced at Wen Junping, and Wen Junping nodded, motioning for him to come in.

Helping Wen Junping to sit down, Tal went to open the door.

A tall and thin man came in. He came to take Wen Junping's size and left. Before leaving, he took a look at the bruise on his neck and clicked his tongue secretly. "Thank you Tarr."

Tal nodded slightly, and walked out.

Wen Junping looked at the falcon in the cage, his eyes dimmed, his tears were all dried up, and his red eyes were dry and painful.

"Master, I just got reliable news."

You Run was instructing people to prepare for the wedding, and his attendants came to report to him in a low voice.

He handed over the matter in his hands to others and led him out of the palace.

"Say."

"Bei Gongzhi has come to Mogan City!"

"Bei Gong Zhi!" A flash of panic flashed in You Run's eyes, he walked back and forth, and calmed down for a moment.

"Has he gone to see Wen Junping?"

"The subordinates don't know, but it's better not to let them meet, otherwise the young master's plan will be ruined, and the subordinates will find someone." He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, it's too provocative to do it under the eyes of the Great Elder, and Bei Gongzhi can't die for the time being."

"If he doesn't leave, then at the wedding banquet tomorrow..." He didn't continue.

My husband and wife are going to get married, this matter would be unacceptable to anyone, and Bei Gongzhi will definitely attack and wreak havoc if he finds out, and it will be even worse at that time.

"It's up to the plan. If he wants to come, let him come. If you go and inform, it means that tomorrow's wedding banquet will be held on the grassland outside the palace."

"Isn't it clear that he is here to make trouble?" the subordinate asked unclearly.

"I just asked him to come over, it's best to see clearly." You Run sneered.

"The subordinate will go and give orders."

The sky was getting dark, Wen Junping didn't have dinner today, he didn't have any appetite after leaving Beigong Zhi, he lay down on the table with no emotions, looking at the falcon in the cage, wondering what he was thinking.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and You Run walked in.

"I heard from Tal that you didn't have dinner today."

"I'm not hungry." When I opened my mouth, I realized my voice was hoarse.

There were no candles in the house, it was pitch black.

You Run lit the candlestick, and the room was lit up. He lay on the table alone and was wearing thin clothes. He took off his coat and put it on Wen Junping's body.

"You are unhappy because you are married to me, and you can't eat?"

Wen Junping shook his head. "Just no appetite."

"You wait."

You Run left, and came in with a pot of hot noodles after a while.

"Beef noodles in sour soup are the most appetizing. I'll try it myself."

Did he do it himself?

Looking at the steaming noodles on the table, Wen Junping felt his heart warm.

"Thank you."

When eating noodles, Wen Junping always pulls his sleeves unconsciously.

"Is it delicious?" You Run looked at him with doting eyes.

"Mm'〇" "If you like it, I will make it for you every day from now on."

"Don't bother, I will leave here after this matter is over."

Hearing this sentence, You Run lowered his eyes. He didn't want Wen Junping to leave. If possible, he hoped that the relationship after marriage could be maintained.

"Do you still remember the first time we met?" He said suddenly.

"Hmm'〇" "You were unconscious on the side of the road, and by chance, my groom found you. At that time, I was thinking that if the groom didn't see you, maybe we wouldn't know each other."

"Fortunately, you are with me to spend the last moments of my life and fulfill my last long-cherished wish."

Thinking of his illness, Wen Junping's eyes darkened.

"sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry." He held his hand and found that his hand was so cold.

"I wish I could help you instead of making you feel sorry."

After finishing speaking, he embraced Wen Junping in his arms.

"We are friends, friends forever."

A friend who will never leave for the rest of his life... Wen Junping pushed away from his embrace and looked at him apologetically.

"I'm tired."

"Rest early, see you at the Grassland Ranch tomorrow."