After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

"My lord is awake, my lord is awake!!"

Director Xu's sharp voice came from the main courtyard of the palace, and the whole palace exploded.

"woke up!"

Wen Junping, who was cooking soup in the kitchen, ignored the water stains on his hands and the apron he was wearing, and ran towards the palace with his clothes in his hands. He fell into a coma for three days and three nights, and he could be regarded as awakened.

God knows how he survived these three days. For three meals a day, he made mixed vegetable soup that men like to eat, waiting for him to wake up and have a bite.

He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to bring the soup that he had just boiled, so he couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of him.

When he ran to the main courtyard, he rushed into the room with a stride.

"Wang..." He choked on the words on his lips.

He stood at the door, out of breath from running too fast, and looked a bit embarrassed before he took off his apron. There was a boy sitting next to the carved wooden bed in the room, and Bei Gongzhi was sitting on the bed, Qu Lanfeng held Feed him the cooked porridge, but instead of rejecting him, he ate the food offered to him, his eyes were gentle and even doting.

Wen Junping felt very uncomfortable.

He walked in with his palms clutched, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Qu Lanfeng.

"I still remember that Brother Zhi suffered a serious injury when he was a child. At that time, I also fed Brother Zhi in the same way. It was the first time I cooked porridge, and it was all mushy, but Brother Zhi ate all that was left."

"You have a heart." The man smiled lightly, as if he was also reminiscing.

"Brother Zhi, have my culinary skills improved now? I learned it specially for you."

"A good man learns how to cook. Don't go to the kitchen to get greasy all over your body. What you should do is to go to the army with me to practice more."

"Well, I listen to brother Zhi."

Wen Junping stood there, unable to get in a word, because he ran too fast and got messy by the branches. His clothes were old cloth shirts with grease stains on the cuffs, and he was wearing Cook Li's apron. Didn't he respond to the sentence in his mouth that the whole body is greasy?

He has to change clothes.

Wen Junping turned around and was about to leave when the man stopped him suddenly.

"Who are you."

"I am..." "Brother Zhi, don't you remember? He was sent by the crown prince as his wife named Wen Junping, who betrayed Brother Zhi and ran away with other men. Come back with a shameless face." Qu Lanfeng glared at Wen Junping resentfully.

"He is very shameless, and he can't be driven away."

A look of disgust appeared in Bei Gongzhi's eyes, and he turned his head away immediately.

"In the future, without my king's permission, don't allow him to come in."

Manager Xu who was waiting at the side didn't react at first, and only after waiting for a while did he understand what the prince meant, so he could only ask Wen Junping to go out.

"I just made the mixed vegetable soup that the prince likes, can the prince have some first?"

Wen Junping looked at Bei Gongzhi, hoping that he would take a sip, as long as he did, he would definitely remember their past.

I must be able to think of him.

"Brother Zhi, please be careful, he poisoned Brother Zhi before." Qu Lanfeng also seemed to have discovered that Bei Gongzhi forgot about Wen Junping, seeing Bei Gongzhi's disgusted face Evoked a sneer.

Manager Xu also realized that something was wrong, and hurried over to take Wen Junping out.

Wen Junping was kicked out of the main courtyard and walked towards the kitchen in a daze. When Chef Li saw that he had returned, he put a tray in his hand.

"I've prepared the soup for you, hurry up and send it to the prince."

Wen Junping shook his head and sat down on the steps decadently.

"No need to send."

"Mr. Wen comes to make soup every day. He just waits for the prince to wake up and have a mouthful of hot soup. Why doesn't he deliver it now that the prince wakes up?" Chef Li was puzzled.

Wen Junping lowered his eyes, licked his lower lip, and felt a dull pain in his chest, it was about to start..."Soup, you guys."

After speaking, he ran quickly towards the Wanchuan courtyard, closed the door, leaned on the door panel and lifted his clothes, and saw the moth lying on his chest slowly burrowing into his flesh.

He leaned against the door panel and panted heavily, the pain from the backlash of the mother gu was fed back to him little by little, it lasted for an hour every day, this process was extremely painful, as long as he endured this period of time, it would be fine.

Bei Gongzhi had already forgotten about him now, with Qu Lanfeng ignoring him in front of him, it was useless for him to say anything now, Bei Gongzhi would not believe him.

There are only ten days, and now three days have passed, and there are only seven days left for him. If there is no delay, he must find a way.

correct!

He looked at the closet, endured the pain, walked over to open the closet, and there was a red dress stacked inside.

Repeat what he has done before, and he may be able to think of himself.

During the battle of Mo Beicheng, Bei Gongzhi and Wen Junping disappeared at the same time. Mu Li led his soldiers and horses to fight against Mogan City warriors and broke through the city in one fell swoop. They captured You Run's mother and son naked, and Bei Gong Zhi made a great contribution.

The emperor allowed him to recuperate in the mansion for a month, so Bei Gongzhi has been recuperating in the mansion for the past few days.

Today, Bei Gongzhi said that he wanted Qu Lanfeng to go to the army for training, so there must be some arrangements. Wen Junping noticed that Qu Lanfeng didn't come back home, so his chance came.

At night, after Bei Gongzhi had dinner, the imperial physician came in to change the medicine. Manager Xu came out after taking care of the wash, and the house was still lit with candles. People, Wen Junping walked to the door lightly, took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and walked in.

Bei Gongzhi was reading a book, and when he saw someone coming in, he raised his eyes displeased, he had given instructions not to be disturbed when reading at night.

Wen Junping was still wearing the red gauze dress, with the embroidered apron half covering his chest, and there was a faint spot, Wen Junping went all out, twisting his waist and dancing while moving towards the man's desk.

Lie down on it.

"It's been a long night, my lord, do you want to play something interesting?" A cup of tea, wondering if I should use it to wash my eyes.

"It's you."

Wen Junping's eyes lit up. "My lord remembers me?"

"Wen Junping, you are so bold, you dare to trespass into my king's room, intending to seduce you!" He looked at him coldly, without the slightest desire, even so cold that he was unreasonable.

"Come on."

The guard came in and stood by the door. Seeing Wen Junping dressed like this, he hurriedly turned his back.

"Throw him out of the door, if you let him in next time, otherwise..." "Yes, my lord."

The guard grabbed Wen Junping and walked out, but Wen Junping did not give up.

"My lord, think about it again. I seduced you like this back then. Think about it! Your expression at that time was the same as it is now."

Bei Gong stared at the face with heavy makeup, a surge of anger welled up in his heart, and he roared impatiently.

"Let me say it a second time?"

The guards didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly dragged Wen Junping and drove him outside.

Wen Junping sat down on the ground.

"Young Master Wen, don't embarrass us for nothing."

The guard sighed softly, turned around and walked in.

This plan failed, and Wen Junping returned to Wanchuan Academy in frustration.

The next day, Wen Junping got up early, and Mr. Xu brought breakfast, some exquisite pastries and a pot of miscellaneous vegetable soup that didn't look very nice were placed on the table.

"Is this newly made in the kitchen?" Bei Gongzhi asked.

Manager Xu was stunned for a moment, didn't the prince like to eat these the most before, how come he has completely forgotten about them now.

"Going back to the prince, it was prepared by Mr. Wen."

Hearing the words Mr. Wen, Bei Gongzhi's dark eyes froze.

"Remove."

Wen Junping was waiting outside, when he saw Mr. Xu coming in, he went up to meet him and asked, "Have you eaten, my lord?"

Manager Xu shook his head and looked behind him, only to see that the food was brought out intact again.

"Mr. Wen won't eat it once he hears that you made it. Don't waste your time." "Mr. Xu, please help me again. I will prepare it for him at noon today."

"The lord was already angry just now, the old slave is just a slave." He shook his head and left.

Wen Junping lowered his head in frustration, what to do.

"Wen Junping, you have today too."

A contemptuous voice came from behind, and Wen Junping knew who it was just by hearing the voice and not looking at the person.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Qu Lanfeng.

"When you betrayed the prince, why didn't you think about today?" He walked up to Wen Junping, crossing his arms.

"Wen Junping, I have never seen such a shameless person like you. You betrayed the lord and hurt brother Zhi, and even shamed the lord. Now that you have lost the battle and your lover has been arrested, you are shy and come here to please brother Zhi , in order to be favored, tsk tsk tsk, how despicable."

Wen Junping didn't bother to say anything to him, and turned to leave, but he blocked his way by raising his hand.

"Brother Zhi generously kept you in the palace and didn't drive you out. It doesn't mean that you have done wrong things. If you do it, you don't have to be responsible."

He signaled with a look, and the two attendants beside him surrounded Wen Junping one by one and grabbed his arm.

"Today, on behalf of brother Zhi, I will let you know the fate of betraying the prince!"

He raised his hand and slapped Wen Junping on the face with a slap.

"You betrayed brother Zhi and beat him for him."

"Snapped!"

"This is you embarrassing Brother Zhi."

"Snapped!"

"It's because you hurt Brother Zhi and made Brother Zhi sad."

"Snapped!"

"You offended me!"

"Snapped!"

"stop!"

Mu Li, who was going to report military affairs to the prince, saw this scene as soon as he arrived at the palace. He strode forward to block Wen Junping.

"What are you doing, son?"

"Teach me a lesson for brother Zhi, don't be too lenient, Mu Li, get out of the way!"

Mu Li looked at Wen Junping, who was caught by the arm and let others slap him with lowered eyes, neither breaking free nor fighting back. Seeing his swollen cheeks and blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he felt very uncomfortable.

"This is the Prince Zhan's Mansion. It's not that the son of the Marquis of Anping is not qualified to teach people here."

Facing his fierce gaze, Qu Lanfeng's eyes were filled with hatred.

Seeing the prince coming from the corner of the eye, Qu Lanfeng sat down on the ground, pointed at Mu Li and shouted.

"General Mu, don't kill me!"

Mu Li's eyes widened and he was about to get angry when Bei Gongzhi walked over.

"What happened?"

"My lord."

Bei Gong clasped his fists in salute.

Before he could open his mouth, Qu Lanfeng ran over as if seeing a savior, and the villain hiding behind him complained first.

"I came back from the barracks and wanted to talk to Brother Zhi, but Wen Junping blocked me on the road and wouldn't let me in, and said...he told me to get out of the palace, this is his place."

"I was so angry that I argued with him a few times, and he started pushing me."

"Then, I had someone catch him and teach him a lesson. When Mu Li came over, he drew his sword and said he wanted to kill me."

"Ming Mingming, brother Zhi, you have to make the decision for me. They squeezed me out one by two and bullied me. I can't stay in this war in the palace anymore, Ming Mingming." Looks very aggrieved.

Bei Gongzhi looked at Mu Li. "Is there such a thing?"

Mu Li gave Qu Lanfeng a fierce look. "The subordinate just happened to see that the son was bullying Mr. Wen, so he helped him."

"He did something wrong, why can't I teach him a lesson!! And let your great general help, what is your relationship with Wen Junping, could it be that you have an affair with him?"

Mu Li's cheeks became hot with anger, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

This change was noticed by Bei Gongzhi, and an inexplicable tingling pain arose in his heart.

Especially when he saw Wen Junping's red and swollen face from the beating, the feeling became more and more serious, which made him very irritable.

"Wen Junping doesn't obey the rules, he should be punished according to the rules of the palace, and someone who comes here will take him down for thirty minutes."

"My lord, no!" Mu Li hurriedly dissuaded.

"General Mu, you reacted too much, as if he is your husband and wife." Qu Lanfeng sneered.

Bei Gongzhi's face became even uglier, and he left with a cold snort, not even willing to listen to Mu Li's explanation.

Mu Li didn't understand what was going on?

He knew the prince's feelings for Wen Junping, and he would never do anything to hurt Wen Junping.

He looked back at Wen Junping. "What exactly is going on?"

Wen Junping turned his head away, his eyes were reddened, full of depression. "He doesn't remember me."

The guards took Wen Junping down to torture him, Mu Li was stunned and chased after him, but was blocked outside.

"This is the inner palace of the palace, General Mu stay here."

Mu Li stood outside, listening to the sound of the stick falling on the body inside, and he didn't shout a word from the beginning to the end.

unacceptable!

Mu Li turned and left, went to Bei Gongzhi's study and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord, you can't treat Mr. Wen like this."

"My lord thought that you came to the mansion today to report military affairs, but you kept talking about Wen Junping. Could it be that you really fell in love with him?" Bei Gongzhi narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"If you like it, this king can give him to you, and it will be credited to you for repelling the enemy this time."

Mu Li's eyes flickered, the prince had really forgotten Mr. Wen, otherwise how could he have said such words.

Seeing that Mu Li was hesitating instead of refusing, the annoyance in Bei Gongzhi's heart spread like crazy weeds.

"My lord, Mr. Wen..." "The king is tired."

Bei Gongzhi turned his back to him, and didn't want to hear him mention anything about Wen Junping.

Mu Li stood up and walked to the door to look at him with complicated eyes. "The prince just forgot the past with Mr. Wen, and you will regret it when you think about it."

On the other side, the thirty boards had ended, and Wen Junping was lying on the stool and couldn't move.Mu Chun's eyes turned red from crying, he helped him up and brought him back to Wanchuan Hospital.

When the medicine was applied, the tears did not stop.

"How can the lord just listen to the son's words and treat the son like this?"

Wen Junping closed his eyes, he was very tired, very tired.

Wen Junping was so tired that he lost the ability to think, and his heart was numb. The torment of the mother voodoo, the physical injury and the frustration made Wen Junping unprecedentedly depressed.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Mu Chun covered him with a quilt after applying the medicine and left.

Before leaving, he glanced at him at the door, tried to comfort him a few times, but finally turned into a soft sigh.

In the autumn night, the wind is very strong, whistling and blowing the dry leaves, it sounds desolate and sad.

The closed door was pushed open, and someone walked over to the bed.

The sound of da da da footsteps stopped in front of Wen Junping's bed, the man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his pale face with slap marks, as if he disliked the marks as too intrusive, he took out a box of plaster , Fingers pick up a little and smear it on his face.

Looking at his sleeping face, he stared, stared... He couldn't understand why he cared so much about him, a male favorite who betrayed him, a secret work sent by the prince, and a rebel Don't married traitors deserve to die ten thousand times?

Why did you run over to give him medicine... There were too many doubts in his heart, and he couldn't understand or see through.

The person on the bed frowned and groaned as if in extreme pain. He lifted the quilt to look at his lower body, removed the white cloth covering his buttocks, and looked at the bruised hand trembling slightly.

Apply the rest of the medicine to his buttocks.

Why did he come here and do this kind of thing secretly... The next day, Wen Junping opened his eyes and saw Mu Chun standing by the bed looking at him in surprise.

"Mr. Wen, your injury..."

Wen Junping was puzzled, and raised his hand to touch his face, the redness and swelling disappeared, and then touched his buttocks, the skin was still bruised yesterday, but now it has scabs, there is no redness and swelling, just some more scabs.

It's cream!

You can't go wrong with a gel cream that can quickly restore wounds without leaving scars.

Bei Gongzhi, he has been here!

Wen Junping threw off the quilt and got out of bed, put on his clothes and was about to go out.

"My lord, don't run outside until your injury is fully healed." Mu Chun held him back, and Wen Junping limped away without caring about the injury.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Go to the main courtyard and meet the prince!"

Wen Junping was full of anticipation, but when he arrived in the garden, he tripped over a stone because he was walking too fast, and his body fell forward. He thought he would fall to the ground, but he slammed into the arms of the man.

Looking up at the man's stern face, Wen Junping's eyes flickered, and a pale but pure smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Morning, my lord."

Bei Gongzhi frowned. "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come here?"

"The prince came to my room last night." He looked into his eyes and chuckled.

The sun shone on his face, and his bruised face was white and clean, and he looked much more comfortable.

"Why did this king go to your room?" He turned his head away and refused to say anything, but his eyes stared at his face from time to time, as if he was observing where there was still a smear.

After a second thought, he frowned again and his face turned cold.

Wen Junping chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Junping looked at him.

Although the tone was questioning, the softness in the eyes was a pampering that he hadn't even noticed.

"You are still the same. You were the same when you were in Huashan, and you are still the same now."

"Huashan?" Bei Gongzhi was stunned.

"Hua Shan, Master...where have we met?"

Wen Junping's eyes were moist for a moment, he grabbed his clothes and looked at him excitedly. "Have you remembered? It's me, I'm Zheng Liang and we are brothers."

"Zheng Liang?"

"Brother Zhi, you are here, so I can easily find you." Qu Lanfeng ran over, holding Bei Gongzhi's arm, "I agreed to go out to swim in the lake today, let's go."

Bei Gongzhi regained his composure and no longer thought about leaving the palace with Qu Lanfeng.

On the boat, Bei Gongzhi was always looking at the distance with a heavy heart, muttering.

"Who is Zheng Liang?"

"Brother Zhi is so polite, why did you suddenly ask this? Isn't Zheng Liang the lord of Moxue City who was killed by Brother Zhi?"

"The City Lord of Mo Xuecheng..." Some fragmentary images flashed through his mind suddenly, but because the speed was too fast, he couldn't catch anything, and it was fleeting.

"Brother Yozhi came out today and has something to say." He blushed.

"Father wrote a letter last night, saying that he intends to marry Brother Zhi."

Seeing that Bei Gongzhi didn't object, he pulled his sleeves and said shyly, "Since Brother Zhi doesn't object, then it's a deal."

When the boat docked, Bei Gongzhi just took a step, and his body fell forward and fell to the ground.

"My lord, my lord!"

In the main courtyard of the Wangfu, Wen Junping ran over panting, but was blocked outside.

"I heard that the prince is in a coma, let me go in."

The guard grimaced. "Mr. Wen, please don't embarrass us. The imperial doctor just left and said that the prince has nothing serious to rest for a few days. You can go back to Wanchuan Hospital with peace of mind."

Wen Junping looked at the yard lit with candles not far away, and walked back in frustration.

There are only five days left for him.

The next day, when Bei Gongzhi woke up, it was already the next morning. Manager Xu took care of the wash, and his attendant brought a bowl of soup. Bei Gong Zhi took a sip, stared at the vegetables in the bowl.

Director Xu was sweating profusely. Wen Junping came to beg him last night, and he agreed to give the soup to the prince on his behalf. Now he is fine, and he will be punished.

"This soup tastes good."

Hearing this sentence, Director Xu heaved a sigh of relief.

"This soup is..." Thinking of Mr. Wen saying not to say that I made it, or the prince will be angry, he changed his words: "It is specially for the prince's appetizer."

"From now on, a bowl will be served every day."

"Yes.

Wen Junping sat under the big locust tree in the palace, looking in the direction of the main courtyard.

After waiting left and right, Manager Xu did not come over, Wen Junping boredly picked up the stick on the ground, and started gesturing with swordsmanship.

Because the buttocks have not fully recovered, the movements are a little stiff, but it does not affect Wen Junping's swordsmanship, but the speed is slightly slower.

Bei Gongzhi was about to leave the mansion, and stopped when he passed the garden.

Looking at the back, a picture appeared in his mind, under the peach blossom tree, the young man was heroic and holding a sword, and his every move was smooth and smooth.This scene gradually overlapped with the people under the big tree.