Host, actor's ex-boyfriend's blackening value +1+1

(This is the side story of the black-bellied emperor Rong Yuheng and the crown prince Rong Che. Rong Yuheng ≈ Jiang Chiyan, Rong Che ≈ Xiao Cheng. This is the only Gudan side story in this book. This paragraph does not take up the number of updated words.)

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Lying in a pool of blood, Rong Che slowly opened his eyes.

He bows his head...

Looking at the hundreds of knife wounds on his body, criss-crossing, the bones can be seen deep.

The pure white snow-like middle coat has been stained red with blood.

Rong Che's facial features are deep and three-dimensional, his thin lips have lost their color, and his eyes are cold and gloomy.

Lying in the huge golden cage, he turned over casually, and gently stroked the knife wound on his face with his fingertips.

The knife wound healed instantly.

Rong Che said two words lightly from his cold thin lips: "Boring."

At this time, there was a sound of wheels grinding the ice outside the golden cage.

Rong Che looked over suddenly, and saw——

A handsome man in a wheelchair, wearing a black robe and a jade belt around his waist, slowly approached with the help of the wheelchair.

The man in the wheelchair stared at the bruised Rong Che for a long time.

A tear fell unconsciously from the corner of his eye.

The man was slightly startled.

He doesn't want to cry...

But when he saw Rong Che in front of him covered in blood, imprisoned in a cage, suffering inhuman humiliation, his heart ached terribly.

Rong Che raised his eyes, the purple eyes exuded a seductive charm, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you love me?"

The man in the wheelchair nodded slightly, and asked hoarsely, "What's your name?"

"My name is A Che." Rong Che deliberately concealed his surname.

because……

Rong is the surname of Rong country.

But he, the prince of Rongguo, is a hostage imprisoned in the enemy's country. He is often humiliated and watched in a cage like today.

Not a glorious thing either.

Rong Che unscrupulously sized up the man in front of him, smiled lowly, and asked, "What's your name, the one in the wheelchair?"

The man in the wheelchair stared straight at Rong Che, and said in a low voice, "My name is...Rong Yuheng."

Rong Che's pupils shrank severely.

Rong Yuheng?

Rong Yuheng, the Regent of Rong Kingdom?

He is not related by blood and is the emperor's uncle whom he has never met.

Is it the same name, or what?

Rong Che quickly concealed the shock in his eyes, his purple pupils raised slightly, seductively, "Take off your clothes."

Rong Yuheng narrowed his eyes.

small things……

It's really interesting...

Rong Che's voice was weak, covering the darkness in his eyes, "I'm cold."

Rong Yuheng immediately took off the black cloak with gold trim, pushed the wheelchair and walked up to Rong Che, holding the cold metal pillar of the golden cage with his long white fingers, stimulating his inner strength.

In an instant...

Cages and chains were shattered.

Rong Che was wearing Rong Yuheng's black cloak, and gently lifted Rong Yuheng's chin with his blood-stained hand, which was very seductive, "I told you to take off your clothes, so you just listen to me?"

Rong Yuheng lightly sniffed the bloody smell on Rong Che's body.

The bloody smell on the young man's body was mixed with the cold green bamboo fragrance, which enticed him to pick it up and taste it.

It's really sweet and delicious.

And Rong Che's soul-stirring purple eyes...

Red and swollen from crying, it must look good.

Rong Yuheng lowered his eyes, and his deep gaze fell on Rong Che's waist.

Rong Che had stab wounds all over his body, and the snow-white jacket on his body was stained red with blood, and the clothes were naked and torn.

Rong Yuheng looked at the slender white waist exposed by the young man, squinted unconsciously, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

Rong Che trembled.

There were bits and pieces of panic in his eyes.

next second...

A sharp dagger with a cold light lay across Rong Yuheng's neck.

Chi-

Rong Che clenched the handle of the knife, and lightly stroked Rong Yuheng's carotid artery, cutting a shallow incision.

Beads of blood burst out and dripped continuously along the blade.

"I don't like people touching me when I'm in a wheelchair." Rong Che smiled harmlessly, and added: "Next time, if you don't act honestly and touch something that shouldn't be touched, I will..."

Not finished.

Rong Yuheng made a swift move, and tapped Rong Che's body twice with his fingertips, sealing his inner strength.

Rong Che didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

Annoyance appeared in Rong Che's eyes, and he stared at the man in the wheelchair in disbelief, "You..."

He was a hostage in the enemy country for 18 years.

Secretly learned martial arts for 13 years.

He can also kill those imperial masters of the enemy country within three moves without leaving any behind.

How could he be sealed in martial arts so easily?

Rong Yuheng wrapped his big palm around Rong Che's hand, holding it firmly in the palm of his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Unfortunately, I just like to touch Ah Che."

"I like Ah Che's waist and Ah Che's legs." Rong Yuheng said slowly: "My son has a habit of breaking sleeves by nature."

Finished...

Rong Yuheng took the dagger away from Rong Che's hand slowly, "Ache's soft and fragrant nephrite, with delicate skin, I will take care of dangerous objects like daggers."

Rong Che struggled desperately.

However, he has no internal strength.

In front of Rong Yuheng, he was like a little white rabbit in a wolf's den.

Rong Che became furious, and violently kicked Rong Yuheng's wheelchair.

However, in the next second, Rong Che's white and tender waist exposed in the air was grasped by the slightly hot hands of the man and gently pinched.

Rong Che shrank back reflexively.

But soon, there was a faint killing intent and hostility in his eyes, and he said word by word: "Let go!"

Rong Che grew up in an enemy country.

Being bullied, humiliated, and beaten.

He has a gloomy and irritable personality, and he hates the feeling of being controlled by others the most.

Even if the person in front of him is his uncle...

Rong Che couldn't stand it either.

One of the young man's hands was firmly restrained by Rong Yuheng, and he slowly took out a dart with the other hand.

Rong Yuheng noticed his movements early in the morning.

Without revealing it, she stared at Rong Che with a half-smile.

Until, Rong Yuheng saw two masked men in black behind Rong Che, holding crossbow arrows aimed at the back of Rong Che's head and heart.

The tips of the crossbow arrows glowed with a faint blue awn, obviously poisonous.

Rong Yuheng's hand on Rong Che's waist was clasped tightly, and with five fingers, he hugged Rong Che by the waist.

Rong Che fell on Rong Yuheng's lap, staring at Rong Yuheng's side face in shock and embarrassment, "You..."

call out--

It was the sound of arrows piercing through the air.

Rong Che closed his mouth, and turned his head sharply to look over.

Two arrows struck towards his face extremely fast, his internal strength was sealed and he couldn't dodge at all.

Rong Yuheng took out a plain white folding fan and unfolded it.

The fan bones of the folding fan are made of white jade, and the tentacles are cool to the touch.

Rong Yuheng poured his inner force into the whole folding fan and swung it violently.

Zheng——

The fan collided with the crossbow.

The huge internal force caused the crossbow bolts to attack their owners in an instant.

Straight to the heart, exactly.

The two men in black died instantly and fell to the ground on their backs.

The arrow on the chest pierces through the entire heart.

Rong Yuheng put away the white jade fan, put his arms around Rong Che's shoulders, and comforted softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Rong Che's long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the cold light in his eyes, leaning weakly on the man's chest, wrapping his arms around the man's waist, "Afraid."

Rong Yuheng pinched Rong Che's chin and asked, "Are you really scared?"

Rong Che nodded, his tone was very wronged, "You sealed my martial arts, they will kill me."

In Rong Che's eyes, there was a trace of depression and paranoia that was well hidden.

When he tricks this dog man into opening his acupoints...

He wants to cut this man who has taken advantage of him into pieces one by one, and serve him with wine!

Rong Yuheng patted the fair face of the boy in his arms, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Then come with me."

Rong Che was dumbfounded, "Do you know who I am?"

His uncle, after all, is a treacherous official with power over the court.

As the Regent of Rong Kingdom, who is under one person and above ten thousand...

Others' evaluations of him are mostly such words as vicious and violent, vicious and bloodthirsty, and extremely deep in the city.

Why would Rong Yuheng tell a young man whom he met for the first time, his name?

And why did you dare to take him away without knowing the details?

are you crazy?

Rong Yuheng tapped lightly on his knee with the handle of the folding fan.

Very rhythmic kind.

He stared straight at Rong Che with his dark and deep fox eyes, and asked, "Then who is Ah Che?"

"Shouldn't you ask if I would like to go with you?"

Rong Yuheng smiled, "Whether you are willing or not is your business, and whether I can take you away by force is my business." Rong Che didn't wait to say more.

The surroundings of the two were already surrounded by enemies, and murderous intent rushed towards them.

Rong Che anxiously pushed Rong Yuheng, "Quickly untie my acupuncture points, you are in a wheelchair, you will die!"

No matter how high Rong Yuheng's martial arts are.

He is in a wheelchair, which is the biggest disadvantage.

Rong Yuheng smiled lazily, narrowing his narrow fox eyes slightly, "Okay, but I want Ah Che to agree to one condition."

Rong Che was going crazy, "Say it!"

Rong Yuheng let out a deep and joyful smile from his throat, "I want Ah Che to worship me as a teacher."

His martial arts are indeed superior to Rong Che's.

Moreover, it is very touching to train children as a master.

Rong Che was too lazy to talk nonsense, "I promise you, quickly unlock my acupuncture points!"

Rong Che thought, if you agree, then go back on your word.

But the next second, a pill was stuffed into his mouth.

Rong Yuheng pinched his chin and forced him to swallow.

Rong Che froze, pinched his throat to induce vomiting, but couldn't vomit anything, he asked, "What did you eat for me?"

Rong Yuheng lowered his eyes.

It's just a pill that doesn't work at all.

But what Rong Yuheng said was: "A kind of poison, very poisonous, you need to take the antidote once a day late at night, otherwise you will bleed to death from the seven orifices."

"Only I have the antidote."

"So Ah Che, every night, you have to obediently stay by my side."

Rong Che gritted his teeth.

Grinding his teeth, he wanted to chew up Rong Yuheng and swallow him.

damn it! !

……

Rong Che didn't have time to think about it.

Because, hundreds of men in black moiré suits were already very close to him and Rong Yuheng.

Rong Che: "Quickly untie my acupuncture point..."

The next second—

Hundreds of men in black costumes knelt down respectfully towards Rong Yuheng, held their swords and said in unison: "My subordinates refer to the prince."

Rong Che froze and instantly petrified.

He looked at Rong Yuheng in disbelief: "Your man?"

Rong Yuheng smiled and nodded: "The frontier war was a great victory. Our country captured 28 cities in a row from the enemy country. The emperor of the enemy country has already submitted a form of surrender to our country. So... this king came here to pick up His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The crown prince of Rong Guo, Rong Che.

That is, the nominal nephew of Prince Regent Rong Yuheng.

Rong Che narrowed his eyes, "You knew Gu's identity early on?"

(Prince's self-proclaimed orphan)

Rong Yuheng didn't speak, but a faint light flashed in his dark eyes, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Rong Che was so angry that his liver hurt.

so that...

On the way back to Rong country from the enemy country, the mountains are high and the water is far away.

During the nearly half month's journey, Rong Che never said a word to Rong Yuheng.

Until he returned to Rongguo.

The capital, at the feet of the emperor.

Rong Che changed into the bright yellow prince's court clothes.

As soon as he entered the palace, he was hugged by a graceful and noble beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman was wearing a phoenix robe, with an aloof air, her eyes were red, she had obviously cried.

"Che'er, my child..."

The moment she was hugged tightly, Rong Che froze.

18 years of proton career.

He is no longer used to this closeness.

The woman holding Rong Che tightly in front of him is his biological mother, the current empress Ning Shujin.

"Jin'er! Don't cry anymore!" The emperor Rong Chen, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sternly reprimanded: "The courtiers and female relatives are still waiting for me and the crown prince to go to the banquet."

Ning Shujin protected Rong Che behind him, and stared at Rong Chen fiercely, "What? I didn't even have time to take a look at Che'er, who was born in my October pregnancy, and you sent him to the enemy country as a hostage. That's 18 years..."

"Your majesty, you only have your country and your ancestors' foundation in your heart. How did you ever have your own son?"

Rong Chen was extremely angry, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing.

The majesty of the emperor cannot be challenged.

Rong Chen took two deep breaths, suppressing his irritable anger, "Queen, I miss your mother and child being separated for 18 years, and I don't care about you if you lose your face today."

"But queen, remember, Rong Che, he is the prince of a country first, and your son second!"

Finished...

Rong Chen turned to look at Rong Che, "I have chosen a marriage for you. The daughter of the prime minister's family is called Lin Fei. She is scheduled to get married on the second day of next month."

The solemn tone...

Not a negotiation, but an order.

Rong Che's phoenix eyes were bottomless, and he answered neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes."

What I think in my heart is...

He will not take a wife.

His power and connections with Rong Che have never been maintained by marriage.

Rong Chen nodded in satisfaction, "Follow me to the court banquet."

……

The news that the prince was about to marry the concubine quickly spread with excitement.

When word reached the Regent's House...

Rong Yuheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, paused while pinching the Langhao brush.

A large drop of ink dripped on the peach blossom rice paper, staining the paintings on the paper.

Rong Yuheng frowned, staring at the subordinate who came to report, and asked, "He agreed?"

The subordinate said: "His Royal Highness did not refuse."

click-

The priceless writing brush was snapped in Rong Yuheng's palm in an instant.

The entire study room was instantly enveloped in an extremely cold aura.

Rong Yuheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the picture scroll on the table.

What was drawn on the paper was a thin young man.

His facial features are deep and stunning, wrapped in Rong Yuheng's black fox fur cloak with gold trim, and a blood-stained white dress, tattered, revealing a white and delicate waist.

Rong Yuheng's heart suddenly became very irritable.

He stood up slowly from the wheelchair, and ordered with a cold expression: "Catch him back."

The subordinate was stunned: "Who?"

Rong Yuheng's breath became even colder.

The subordinate was shocked, "My lord, what are you talking about...His Royal Highness? This, this, this... this subordinate dare not!!"

Rong Yuheng stood with his hands behind his back, "It's up to you whether you tie it up or use drugs, this king wants to see him now."

At this moment, the steward of the Prince Regent's Mansion came in, "My lord, the crown prince is here and wants to see you."

Rong Yuheng narrowed his eyes.

small things……

Dare to marry the princess...

You really need to clean up.

(4000 words are finished. Also, the friend who reports my Chapter 1 comment section every day. If you are a reader, you can directly tell me if you are dissatisfied with me. There is no need to make trouble with others. If you are an author, I have a book that will be finished next week, and I will not compete with anyone or anything, there is no need.)