When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

When He Heng arrived at the East Palace, Prince Fu Yunwei was making tea in the private room on the second floor.

The moment he saw He Heng, he put down the teacup in his hand, showed a congenial smile towards him, and called out to him, "Mr. He."

However, the man standing in front of him was unmoved in the slightest. He just glanced sideways at him, then nodded, without further expression.

This attitude of being underestimated made Fu Yunwei angry for no reason. He didn't know if He Heng really took his status as a national teacher too seriously, even when talking to the prince, he was like a dumb .

However, He Heng turned a blind eye to Fu Yunwei's dissatisfaction. He still maintained a cold attitude, and then sat opposite Fu Yunwei under the service of his servants.

His every move seemed exceptionally natural, as if he didn't come to the East Palace to meet the current crown prince, but was sitting in his own home drinking tea.

After meeting the man's unfathomable eyes, Fu Yunwei suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

Now that I have become a prince in disguise, where did the original prince go?

Looking at He Heng's arrogant and indifferent appearance, could it be that he is the original prince?

Since the drowning incident a month ago, He Heng seems to have become the original self in everyone's eyes - the third-rank magistrate who came out of a backward fishing village, won three yuan all the way and became the princess' son-in-law, but in Fu Yunwei's cognition But he clearly knew that the other party was not "himself".

First of all, they look completely different, and secondly, his original name was not "He Heng".

Fu Yunwei couldn't figure out what was going on with all this, why he inexplicably turned into a prince when he woke up, and why there was a person whose appearance and stature were completely different from his original one to replace "himself".

But the joy of knowing that he has become a prince is far greater than his confusion, because it is one step closer to the power and status he wants.

Fu Yunwei didn't want to delve into the reason, he thought it was the mermaid's eyes.

After having the idea that He Heng might be the original prince, Fu Yunwei felt that his plan to win over the other party was more certain.

Thinking of this, he tentatively asked: "Mr. He, does this place look familiar?"

Hearing this, He Heng glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Fu Yunwei's face. For some reason, there was no trace of emotional surge in his dark maroon pupils, but he was inexplicably terrified.

After a while, he said copiously, "Yes."

He Heng's reaction made Fu Yunwei further confirm his previous conjecture.

So he approached the other party, lowered his voice and asked, "Does Mr. He still remember me?"

Hearing this, He Heng raised his eyebrows, "Have we met?"

If they had met before, then Fu Yunwei shouldn't be sitting opposite him drinking tea at this time, but should stay underground.

When Fu Yun defended his rights, the other party was also making clichés, so he simply pointed it out and said,

"Maybe you have a lot of forgetfulness. Just two months ago when I entered the palace to offer the shark's eyes, the crown prince should have been right beside His Majesty."

After saying this, he smiled at the other party again, waiting for He Heng's response.

However, He Heng didn't answer his question, but silently picked up the teacup and lowered his head to take a sip of water.

When he heard the words "merman's eyes", he clasped the edge of the cup with five fingers and tightened suddenly.

Although He Heng's movement of serving tea was still so calm that no one could see it, but the moment he put down the teacup, the water in the cup visibly swayed.

Seeing that He Heng ignored his words, Fu Yunwei was also very annoyed in his heart, but on the surface he was not easy to get angry, so he could only swallow his anger and give himself a step down.

"The prince must be busy on weekdays. He sees many people. It's normal that he can't remember people."

At the same time, he slandered in his heart that the prince is just a fool with no ambitions and no brains. Now he only needs to persuade the other party to form an alliance with him, and kick the other party after he successfully ascends the throne.

But at this moment, He Heng suddenly raised his head and scanned the surrounding environment, and then took a few glances at Fu Yunwei's servants waiting by the door.

In the end, he pointed to the corridor outside the door, "If you want to discuss with me now, go out and talk?"

Fu Yun Weiquan thought that he was pretending to be deaf and dumb just now to avoid people's eyes and ears, so he didn't think much about it, and immediately nodded and got up and walked towards the corridor outside.

The moment the servant pushed open the heavy door, a cool breeze rushed towards him from the corridor.

In order to have a private conversation with He Heng, Fu Yunwei dismissed all the servants and asked them to wait in the lobby on the first floor.

The moment he heard the heavy sound of the wooden door closing behind him, Fu Yunwei walked up to the railing and glanced down at the scene below the East Palace, then he turned his head to look at He Heng again,

"Hey"

However, before he could even utter a complete syllable, he was beaten so that he lay on the railing.

Fu Yunwei let out a scream subconsciously, "Oh!"

The moment the door was closed just now, He Heng punched him directly in the face.

From the moment he entered the East Palace Gate, he has been enduring and enduring until this opportunity to be alone with the other party.

When He Heng saw Fu Yunwei's face, all he could think of was the image of him poaching Qiao Ran's eyes away.

At this moment, he could only wish to swallow the other party alive.

"Grass! What are you doing?"

Fu Yunwei also came back to his senses at this time, realizing that he was being calculated by someone.

But he was obviously not He Heng's opponent when it came to fighting, and coupled with the fact that his momentum was at a disadvantage at the beginning, Fu Yunwei had no choice but to get up from the railing in a panic and hide on the side close to the wall of the inner hall.

But how could He Heng let Fu Yunwei go so easily? He swept his long legs and kicked the other person, tripping him staggeringly.

When Fu Yunwei leaned against the white wall and wanted to get up in a panic, he saw He Heng punching him again, so he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

With a loud bang of "bang!", a big gap was cracked in the wall.

Although He Heng's punch didn't land on Fu Yunwei's face because of Fu Yunwei's movement of turning his head just now, a big hole was smashed into the wall around him, and the wall surface was also sunken and shattered to pieces. , the white crumbs fell down one after another, making a violent breaking sound.

At this moment, cold sweat dripped down Fu Yunwei's forehead. He looked at the long eyebrows of the man in front of him who were almost twisted together and the restrained anger between them, and couldn't help cursing in his heart:

Originally thought that the other party was a mute who couldn't speak, who would have thought that he was actually a violent maniac?

Immediately afterwards, He Heng didn't give the other party any time to react, and directly grabbed Fu Yunwei by his collar and threw Fu Yunwei on the railing.

The railings on the corridors of the palace were not built high, and the two of them were big men who were nearly 1.9 meters tall, so the height of the railings only reached the waist and hips.

But at this moment, He Heng grabbed Fu Yunwei by the collar and pressed him against the railing. Most of the latter's body was hanging outside the railing, and the cold wind from high above kept pouring into his neckline.

In this situation, as long as He Heng exerted a little more force, Fu Yunwei would fall to pieces.

He was a little out of breath by He Heng, so he could only desperately hold the other's arm in the last desperate struggle.

At this moment, Fu Yunwei saw undisguised hatred from the other party's dark maroon pupils, and for the first time he realized with horror that He Heng really wanted him to die.

While He Heng looked at the person in front of him, he recalled everything Qiao Ran had experienced again, and his anger directly overwhelmed his reason.

Just as he was holding Fu Yunwei and throwing him out of the railing, there was suddenly the sound of "Da! Da! Da!" footsteps from far away in the corridor.

"What are you doing?"

When Fu Yunyu walked to the corridor on the second floor, what he saw was the scene where He Heng wanted to push the "Prince" down from the second floor.

Just now, her subordinates informed her that He Heng had gone to the East Palace to meet Fu Yunwei privately, so she hurriedly sent someone to follow him.

When the result came up, what Fu Yunyu saw was such a scene.

Seeing this, she hurriedly asked her subordinates to pull He Heng back.

Fu Yunyu didn't care about the life and death of this fake prince, she just didn't want He Heng to be so impulsive, because she knew that it was absolutely not the time to make a move, and even if she wanted to make a move, she must not be so blatant.

The old emperor is not yet completely demented, so he will never allow such things as brother-in-law killing, and once the prince dies, the current balance will suddenly be broken, and the rest of the princes will inevitably start to make trouble.

The moment Fu Yunwei held He Heng under his hands, Fu Yunwei panted and ran back to the house from the railing, rolling and crawling, and started calling for people.

After He Heng was dragged back, he looked very dissatisfied.

He pushed those people away angrily, and walked out of the East Palace alone.

When he got outside the hall, Fu Yunyu couldn't help calling him back,

"If he fell from the second floor just now, do you think you can get out alive?"

There was also a hint of anger and laughter in her tone,

"I saved you, but you are angry with me instead?"

Hearing this, He Heng glanced back at Fu Yunyu, remained silent and did not speak, his fingertips hanging by his side suddenly clenched, the right hand that was injured by hitting the wall just now was still dripping blood.

Fu Yunyu also noticed the mottled scarlet on the ground. This was the first time she saw He Heng's impulsive side, as if he had completely changed himself.

Before, He Heng advised her to be calm, but in fact, she couldn't stop eight horses when she became impulsive.

Thinking of this, Fu Yunyu took a few steps forward, leaned into the other party's ear and said

"Even if you want to kill him, you can't be so blatant. Besides, the whereabouts of Qiao Ran's eyes are still in the hands of the other party. If he dies, can you guarantee that you will find the shark's eyes?"

After saying this, Fu Yunyu led the people away from He Heng without looking back.

When He Heng returned to Linyuan Pavilion, he deliberately lowered his footsteps. He didn't want Qiao Ran to see himself out of control.

He was still immersed in the anger just now, so he couldn't help speeding up his steps, and he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. As a result, when he was walking back to the bedroom, he collided with the little shark who had already changed his clothes and came ashore. .

"Well!"

The little mermaid bumped into the man and suddenly lost his weight and fell to the side. Fortunately, He Heng quickly pulled him into his arms.

Sensing the man's familiar aura, Qiao Ran immediately realized that it was He Heng who had returned.

"Da Zhu? Are you back?"

He Heng raised his hand and wanted to write "Yes" on the palm of his hand, but found that the wound on the knuckles of his right palm was still dripping blood, and the wound was so painful that he couldn't even bend the knuckles.

So he could only switch to his left hand and write awkwardly on the opponent's palm. After writing for a long time, he used messy strokes to piece together a reluctant "um".

At that time, He Heng smashed the wall to pieces with a punch, but now he is very embarrassed because he can only write with his left hand.

However, Qiao Ran immediately noticed the abnormality. Even if his eyes couldn't see it, he could still feel the low air pressure emanating from the man's body.

"Da Zhu, why did you suddenly write with your left hand?"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the man's right arm.

In order to prevent Qiao Ran from touching his arm, He Heng's right arm shrank subconsciously, and he put his right hand behind his back, not wanting Xiao Yuren to notice that something was wrong.

But Xiao Yuren's attitude was very stubborn, he groped to grab the opponent's right shoulder and was about to reach down, "What's wrong with your right hand?"

Seeing this, He Heng took a half step back.

As a result, Qiao Ran took his hand and staggered due to inertia. He staggered and almost fell. Now He Heng didn't dare to hide from him anymore, so he could only support the other party's waist with one hand and stand there. Let the little shark grope around him suddenly.

When touching the warm liquid flowing from the back of the opponent's hand, Qiao Ran heard the man in front of him gasp with a "hiss".

At this moment, Xiao Yuren's long eyelashes trembled twice, and his tone of voice was also tinged with eagerness.

"You are hurt?"

Seeing Qiao Ran's uneasy expression looking up at him with his small face up, He Heng immediately stretched out his left hand and pinched the back of his neck comfortingly, signaling that he was fine.

But Qiao Ran was not at all relieved.

How could there be nothing wrong with so much blood?

Although Qiao Ran couldn't see He Heng's wound, he could feel how painful the man's wound was when he was touched just now.

Thinking of this, he immediately called Uncle Wang,

"Please bring me something to deal with the trauma."

After Uncle Wang brought the gauze and the medicinal wine for treating the wound, Qiao Ran pulled He Heng to sit beside the bed.

He carefully treated the wound on the back of He Heng's hand with a cotton cloth dipped in ointment, and he did not forget to ask:

"If it hurts, remember to tell me."

He Heng didn't speak, just quietly watching Xiao Yuren's focused expression when he applied the medicine for him.

Qiao Ran's movements were a bit clumsy, sometimes he couldn't find his way, and sometimes the medicine would go out of bounds, but every movement he made was so gentle, and the expression of applying the medicine seemed so focused that Qiao Ran's temples The strands of hair fell down between his lips, and he didn't even notice it.

Seeing this, He Heng stretched out his hand to brush away the hair from his sideburns, but his slightly callused fingertips brushed against the other's soft lips inadvertently.

At the moment when he felt the warm touch of He Heng's fingertips, as if a tiny current jumped, Qiao Ran froze for a moment, and even slowed down the movements of his subordinates.

When he came back to his senses, the tips of his ears began to turn suspiciously red again.

The little shark bit his lower lip lightly, trying to suppress this strange urge, and forced himself to focus on applying the medicine to He Heng again.

But just now when He Heng's fingertips brushed his lips, the rough and warm touch has been lingering in his mind

I'm so bored!

I'm so bored!

Why is it happening like that?

The little shark felt that the thoughts in his mind were almost in a mess like tangled red threads.

He didn't know why a simple touch by He Heng could cause such a big reaction in himself.

Seeing the little shark's head bowed in silence, He Heng didn't know what Qiao Ran was thinking at this time. He only felt that his elf-like pointed ears were especially cute when they turned red, so he stretched out his hand subconsciously to pinch.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuren shrank back when he was touched like an electric shock, and then hurriedly wrapped the gauze on him, and said in a panic, "Okay."

He Heng wrote "Thank you" on his palm.

Then he looked down at the wound that the other party had bandaged for him.

A thick layer of white gauze was wrapped around the palm of his hand, He Heng moved his knuckles, his fingers seemed not so flexible under the heavy restraint of the heavy gauze.

This feeling reminded him of the scene when he punched Fu Yunwei on the wall next to Fu Yunwei's face.

The moment Fu Yunwei's face appeared in his mind, the resentment that had accumulated in He Heng's heart for a long time rose again.

Looking at the layers of white gauze wrapped around his hands, He Heng only had one thought in his mind at the moment, that would be if the previous punch didn't hit the wall but Fu Yunwei's face.

It is best to let the other party experience the pain of losing both eyes.

After confirming that Fu Yunwei was the original owner who stole Qiao Ran's eyes, He Heng wanted him to die, but at the same time, he felt that it would be cheap for this scum to die like this.

This extremely strong and unable to vent emotions made him like a trapped animal in a cage.

Without He Heng himself realizing it, his left hand had already crumpled the quilt under him, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm.

But at this moment, a pair of hands gently wrapped their arms around his back, and there was a warm touch in front of him, as if a soft thing was suddenly stuffed into his arms,

He Heng looked down, only to find that Xiao Yuren suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Qiao Ran put her head on He Heng's neck, and reached out to pat him on the back gently.

The man's back was tense, exuding a dangerous aura like a charged leopard.

But Xiaoyuren was not afraid at all, he hugged He Heng and patted him on the back as if to comfort him.

He could sense that He Heng was in a bad mood, so Qiao Ran raised his head and asked tentatively, "Da Zhu, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

The moment he was hugged by the other party, He Heng's tense muscles suddenly relaxed, and he replied two simple words, "It's okay."

Qiao Ran didn't agree with his answer at all.

"You lied, you are just angry, otherwise how can you explain the wound on the back of your hand when you come back?"

Seeing this, He Heng sighed helplessly, how could he get angry when the other party hugged him like this?

In the next second, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged Qiao Ran back,

"I'm not angry now"

"Don't be angry anymore."

I don't know whether to say this to the other party or to himself.

"really?"

The little shark raised his head and stared at him blankly, apparently in disbelief.

"Really." He Heng took Qiao Ran's hand and wrote on it,

"Oh." Qiao Ran nodded, but she still didn't feel relieved.

Before going out, I asked him if he wanted to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but when he came back, he not only turned into a powder keg without saying a word, but also made his right hand bloody.

He Heng must have encountered something unpleasant outside just now.

Thinking of this, he asked again: "What's going on with Dazhu, can you tell me?"

Xiaoyuren's tone was very soft, and He Heng didn't know how to refuse. After being silent for a while, he still told the other party,

"Meet someone who really pissed me off."

Qiao Ran: "What did he do to make you so angry?"

He Heng put his arms around Xiao Yuren, and wrote on his palm: "He hurt something that is very important to me."

Hearing the man say that, Qiao Ran felt a little distressed,

"How important is it?"

"It's as important as Aran's eyes." After hesitating for a long time, He Heng still asked that question,

"Aran, what did it feel like when someone tricked you into taking your eyes away?"

Hearing the other party's words, Qiao Ran took a deep breath and said, "It hurts."

Xiao Yuren's aggrieved and somewhat helpless tone made He Heng feel as if his heart was suddenly clenched, and he asked again:

"Then do you hate him?"

"hatred."

Qiao Ran: "At that time, I wished that the pain I had suffered would be repaid to him a hundredfold."

He Heng: "Then what would Ah Ran do if he suddenly found out that he appeared in front of your eyes? Would you want to take revenge on him and make him pay for everything he has done?"

"meeting"

Qiao Ran's word "will" was obviously much softer than the previous answer. When he said this, he suddenly fell silent again, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

half an hour,

"But now it's better to take revenge on that man." Xiao Yuren buried his face into He Heng's neck, and the tip of his nose brushed against the side of the man's neck inadvertently.

"I want you to be well."

The way he expresses his sincerity is clumsy,

"I don't want you to be unhappy."

Qiao Ran hated the human being who tricked him away, but he liked He Heng more than "hate".

Taking revenge on those who hurt him may not be so important anymore, and now Qiao Ran hopes that the person he likes can live happily.

At this moment, He Heng's pupils suddenly tightened, and the arms around the opponent's waist also subconsciously tightened.

He pressed the little shark into his arms, feeling the other's gentle touch and the warm touch from his body, like spring rain melting the ice in winter, He Heng's previous anger gradually dissipated

And in the East Palace on the other side,

In a rage, Fu Yunwei swept the things on the desk all over the floor. He still vividly remembered the feeling of suffocation when he was lifted by the railing by He Heng's neck just now.

Thinking of the humiliation of being held in the hands of the other party, Fu Yunwei felt that he couldn't swallow this breath at all.

Now the plan to form an alliance with the other party must be unfeasible. In this case, he wants to let He Heng experience the feeling of being ruined.

But at this moment, Li Yu, who had been standing by the side carefully watching his master's expression, suddenly said: "His Royal Highness, when I went to Linyuan Pavilion, I found something, I don't know if I should tell it or not? "

Hearing this, Fu Yunwei stopped what he was doing, turned his head and cast a sinister look at him,

"speak."

The author has something to say: I know that normal people usually crack the wall with their fists, and their hands are likely to be broken.

But Heng Bao is not a normal person, he is He Aotian Tie Zhu, so even if there is a scene where he punches through the wall, I hope everyone will not make a big fuss (bhi)

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