Traitor, he is bent on death

Xuan Lan suddenly had a terrifying guess.

Concubine Zhenchun's raising snakes and insects is not a secret, but Emperor Yuande protects her, saying that she just likes to "keep pets", and the emperor doesn't care about it. The emperor's favorite concubine did not act properly.

Later, Emperor Yuande passed away, Concubine Zhenchun was a concubine, and the son of the first emperor was not easy to intervene, so it passed with eyes closed.

After Xuanlan succeeded to the throne, he vaguely remembered that Wang Laifu mentioned that when he passed by the Fuyuan Hall, he heard screams inside, and the palace people gossiped, saying that the dry pond in the Fuyuan Hall had become a snake cave.

Xuan Lan didn't take it to heart, thinking it was just a rumor fabricated by idlers. Later, Concubine Zhenchun passed away. When cleaning up the palace, the dry pond was clean and there was nothing. Lan has never thought about the key to it.

Now in this dark world, Xuan Lan had an almost inhuman conjecture——

Jiang Jintang stood by the dry pond in Fuyuan Hall late at night, fearing snakes from the bottom of his soul...and the words he said.

In the past, he had never looked at the pool of flowers properly. Could it be because... he was thrown into the snake den, so he didn't have the time to look at the flowers at all? !

Xuan Lan didn't know why she had such an idea, knowing that Concubine Zhenchun was the most kind person, how could she do such a thing? !

There was the sound of pattering rain outside, and Yangzhou, which had not been clear for a long time, began to rain again at night, falling on the eaves, dripping from the corners of the eaves, and hitting the puddles, the sound of ding ding dong dong was clearly crisp The voice is annoying and boring for no reason.

Xuan Lan raised her hand to rub her aching brow, only to realize that she was covered in cold sweat.

He couldn't help thinking, how old was Jiang Jintang when he entered the Fuyuan Hall? 17 years old, or?

That is, at the same age as he is now, if he had really been thrown into the snake den, how desperate would he be at that time?

will he cryWill he cry in Xuanke's arms?

Xuan Lan didn't know.

He couldn't imagine what it was like for someone like Jiang Jintang to cry, and he couldn't bear the scene of Jiang Jintang being held in Xuan Ke's arms.

Xuan Lan's mind was in a mess, suddenly there was a creaking sound, the outside light leaked in, piercing the darkness of the room, Xuan Lan raised his head, and saw someone standing at the door, looking down at him with a bag in his hand. food box.

Jiang Jintang first admired Xuanlan's distressed appearance for a while, then walked in slowly, closed the door, lit a candle, then walked to Xuanlan's side, and said, "Brother Yin probably hasn't eaten yet, so go to the kitchen to get some I bought something, it’s just a simple meal, Brother Yin, don’t be disgusted.”

Xuan Lan said in a deep voice: "Since you have handed me over to the Qingtian Sect, do you still care about whether I am hungry or not?"

Jiang Jintang opened the food box, revealing two dishes of side dishes and a bowl of white rice inside. In the flickering candlelight, such food, which even lower-class courtiers would not eat, looked extraordinarily attractive.

"Brother Yin is still very useful. If I starve to death now, it will be my loss." Jiang Jintang squatted on the ground halfway, with a slight smile on his face: "Of course, if Brother Yin has integrity, he will starve to death without eating the cheap food." , I don't care."

Xuan Lan sneered: "Why don't I eat? How much is integrity worth?"

"Untie the rope for me."

"This is impossible." Jiang Jintang said in a manly voice: "I am a frail scholar, and I will untie the rope for you. If you want to run, I can't stop you."

Xuan Lan squinted at him: "Then how should I eat?"

Jiang Jintang thought for a while and said, "Let me feed you."

He picked up his rice bowl and asked earnestly, "Which dish do you want to eat?"

Xuan Lan laughed angrily: "What's the difference between these two dishes, one is called stir-fried peppers with green vegetables, and the other is called stir-fried green vegetables with peppers?"

Jiang Jintang raised his eyebrows: "You can choose to eat vegetables or peppers."

"..." Xuan Lan closed his eyes and finally gave in: "Qingcai."

Jiang Jintang picked up a vegetable and fed it into Xuan Lan's mouth not very gently. Xuan Lan just tasted it and almost spat it out: "...What is this?! Is this something that people can eat??"

Jiang Jintang asked suspiciously, "Isn't it delicious?"

Xuan Lan said: "It's not a question of whether it tastes good, but whether it can be eaten."

Jiang Jintang murmured, "It shouldn't taste bad..."

He picked up a green vegetable himself, tasted it, and then spit it out expressionlessly.

Xuan Lan clicked his tongue: "Is the Qingtian Sect's food level like this?"

Jiang Jintang didn't speak.

He was silent for a while, then smiled: "Eat or shut up, I'll feed the food to the dog."

Xuan Lan mocked: "Dogs won't eat this stuff."

"..."

Jiang Jintang said softly, "Maybe the dog doesn't even eat it, but this is the only thing you can eat. I'll give you three counts, and if you don't eat it, I'll leave."

"one."

Xuan Lan had the guts to say that he would not eat, after all, he was a young man who was raised by gold and jade, and he would not die if he was hungry.

But looking at Jiang Jintang's drooping eyelashes, inexplicably, he said, "Don't count, I'll eat."

Jiang Jintang smiled: "It seems that brother Yin really has no backbone."

He was not meticulous in feeding, and he ate half a bowl of rice with bumps. Xuan Lan felt that his tongue was numb, and he could even eat this kind of food. It is estimated that the imperial dining room will not complain because the emperor does not want to eat. worried.

Jiang Jintang put the bowls and chopsticks into the food box, and was about to speak when Xuan Lan suddenly said, "My neck hurts."

"Ok?"

Xuan Lan said: "Is it because your people attacked too hard during the day, I think my neck bone was injured."

"No." Jiang Jintang immediately denied.

It's hard to say if She Yi will act, but Shanyue definitely has a sense of proportion.

"It really hurts." Xuan Lan's voice was a little hoarse: "Please help me see."

Seeing that he was indeed suffering, Jiang Jintang thought for a while, and then walked two steps closer and squatted down, leaning over to look at the back of his neck, but Xuan Lan took this opportunity to throw him on the ground, because his hands and feet were bound. Then, he couldn't support the ground with his hands to reduce the weight, so he was firmly pressed on Jiang Jintang's body. Their bodies were pressed against each other through the spring clothes, and they could clearly feel each other's body temperature, breathing and heartbeat.

Because of the action just now, Xuan Lan's panting was very short, and he pressed against Jiang Jintang's ear and said, "Untie the rope for me."

The child didn't have the slightest awareness of his own weight, Jiang Jintang was almost out of breath under his weight, a blush appeared on his pale face, and he looked especially touching under the candlelight.

He stretched out his hand and pushed, fine, nothing moved.

"..." Jiang Jintang said, "Go away, or I'll call someone."

"Then you can try it." Xuan Lan licked his canine teeth, "Before the person you call comes in, can I take a bite off your neck."

After speaking as if threatening, the tip of his teeth poked Jiang Jintang's white and tender neck.

Jiang Jintang felt that the skin was going to be scalded by the young man's hot breath, so that his neck, chest and shoulders were flushed red, which made him feel uncomfortable, and his voice became hoarse: "Do you want to run?"

"If you don't run, why don't you just sit here and wait for death?"

Xuan Lan managed to sneak in, so naturally he didn't want to run away, he just wanted to avenge Chili and Qingcai.

Jiang Jintang was lying on the ground, with the shadow of Xuan Lan behind his back reflected in his eyes. He was obviously in a passive state, but he smiled slowly: "Then you can try to see if you can bite my throat. Is it okay for me to lose a piece of meat?" Will die, but I promise, you will die."

He said this lightly, but with a cold threat, Xuan Lan suddenly remembered the way Jiang Jintang threatened the old bustard that day in Huanhualou.

So too, casually and softly.

Xuan Lan snorted and lowered his head suddenly as if he was about to bite off a piece of flesh from his neck. Jiang Jintang closed his eyes, the dagger in his hand was out of its sheath, but the expected pain did not come.

Xuan Lan just held the tender piece of meat in his mouth, grinded it with his teeth, and then, as if disgusted, he quickly raised his head, rolled aside, and said coldly: "I don't want to die yet."

The overwhelming Mount Tai finally disappeared. Jiang Jintang felt that it was much easier to breathe. He got up from the ground and pressed his fingers on the place where Xuanlan bit him. There was no force, but there were no tooth marks. Jiang Jintang only felt a little wet.

"..." He frowned and kicked Xuan Lan: "Are you a dog? You like to bite people so much."

Xuan Lan stopped talking.

Jiang Jintang looked at him for a while, and seeing that he seemed really angry, he said, "Don't worry, you won't die for a while."

After speaking, he blew out the candles, picked up the food box, and walked out like when he came, Xuan Lan suddenly said: "Did I tell you, you look like someone I know."

Jiang Jintang stopped in his tracks and said, "Never."

Xuan Lan raised the corners of her lips: "You are as disgusting as that person."

In the spring night wind, Jiang Jintang rolled up his sleeves with downcast eyes to cover the burns on his slender knuckles, and said softly, "That's my luck."

……

Jiang Jintang went back with an empty food box, while Jian Yuanjia sat in his room and read the books.

The falcon under the seat of Nine Thousand Years has no hobbies. He does not have sex with prostitutes or drink too much, but loves doing business. Jiang Jintang doesn't know how much money Jian Yuanjia has now, but he reckons he can buy Rongchang Street without blinking an eye.

Seeing him coming back, Jian Yuanjia raised her eyelids: "Shanyue said you went to the kitchen, isn't the kitchen full of stoves now, you didn't take some leftovers for the little emperor, did you? I must tear you apart."

"That's not true." Jiang Jintang put the food box on the table, paused, and said, "But it's almost there, he still wants to tear me apart."

"The Xuan family is really ungrateful in the same line." Jian Yuanjia said half-truthfully: "Seeing that you are not soft-hearted when you plan on others, how can you treat the little emperor, even if you let him starve all night? arrive?"

The author has something to say:

Jian Yuanjia: I am against people being with dogs.