Traitor, he is bent on death

The mutiny on that day was briefly mentioned in the history books of later generations without any details, so that there are countless folk legends and it has become a strange story.

Jiang Jintang spent his [-]th birthday in war and blood.

The night was rainy and rainy, and the rain beat Begonia thin. He stood in the Qianyuan Hall and pushed the window to look out at the night. The cold wind came in. He coughed twice. Chen Chang pushed the wheelchair over, glanced at him, and said: " How is your body, don't you know?"

Jiang Jintang didn't speak, but closed the window silently, turned around and walked to the bed.

"The fever has subsided a little." Chen Chang probed the forehead of the young man on the bed, and said, "I have already said, whether he will survive or not, I can't guarantee it. You promised me that no matter how he lives or dies, he will let him go." I leave."

"I never break my promise." Jiang Jintang's face was very pale, he lowered his eyes and coughed a few more times, his fingers were already bloody, his eyelashes trembled, he wiped off the blood with a handkerchief, and said, "Miss Chen, don't worry."

Chen Chang pursed his lips.

She used to think that she and Jiang Jintang were very similar, their lives were all unfortunate because of Xuan Shen, so that she almost resented Jiang Jintang, but now thinking about it, she was ambitious to seek skins from tigers, and Yaowanggu was slaughtered because of her lack of greed, but Jiang Jintang...

He did nothing wrong.

Chen Chang withdrew his gaze and said, "Fortunately, when he struck, the knife missed by a point or two. Otherwise, if it hurt his heart, even Hua Tuo would not be able to save him. If he can survive tonight, there should be no serious problems."

Jiang Jintang hummed.

Chen Chang doesn't like this kind of quietness very much. She has spent ten years in the extreme quietness, so she spoke first, almost with some fear, "Are you going to guard him here all night?"

"I don't worry about other people coming." Jiang Jintang said.

"Your subordinates are not at ease?" Chen Chang said: "They are all loyal."

Jiang Jintang smiled: "It's just too loyal."

That's why he hated Xuan Lan, and that's why he was worried.

Chen Shang was silent for a moment, and then said: "It is said in the capital that you assassinated the emperor and led troops to rebel. King An took the opportunity to join forces with Feng Chen and Yin's family in the name of King Qin, and wanted to get a share of the pie. In the end, you all died together. Take advantage of it... this is your instruction."

Jiang Jintang's expression was very calm, he looked at the candle with tears hanging down, and said, "Nine thousand years old is dead, the world applauds, isn't it good?"

He will not personally reverse the case for the Jiang family, he does not want the reputation of the Jiang family's century-old loyalty to be ruined because of Jiang Jintang.

It is already a very good destination for a traitor to die in his own ambition.

Jiang Jintang is Jiang Jintang, and the Jiang family is the Jiang family. The two should not be involved in any way.

After he died, he was not worthy to be buried in the Jiang family's ancestral grave. It would be fine if he was burned and the ashes were sprinkled into the moat.

Chen Chang looked at his cold side face, and suddenly said: "When I saw you a month ago, I thought you were an old man who was dying. Tonight, I suddenly saw the youthful spirit of the number one scholar."

Jiang Jintang chuckled: "After Miss Chen leaves, what do you want to do?"

Chen Chang said: "Senior brother and I plan to rebuild the Yaowang Valley." She lowered her head, her eyes fell on her crippled legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "I hope to spend the rest of my life to be able to rebuild the valley." Now one or two tenths of the Yaowang Valley, atone for three or four ten thousandths of my sins."

"Then I wish Miss Chen," Jiang Jintang paused, and said, "Whatever you do will eventually have good results."

There was water in Chen Chang's eyes. She wiped away her tears and said, "Jiang Jintang, you are really... a very strange person. I seem to know why Xuan Shen is so cruel, but he still left me to you."

"The world is very good, you deserve to see the light of day."

She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Jintang, and said, "I'm sorry."

It took ten years for this sorry to come, but Jiang Jintang recalled the deep despair that day, and it was no longer touched, so he smiled and said, "I forgive you."

Chen Chang burst into tears.

She took a breath, pushed the wheelchair to the table, opened the teacup, then took out a dagger, cut a wound on her wrist, blood gushed out, she gritted her teeth, more blood flowed out, all dripping in the teacup.

Jiang Jintang was startled: "Miss Chen?"

Chen Chang's face was frighteningly pale, but she still squeezed out her own blood vigorously. She didn't let go until the cup was filled with more than half of the blood, sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, and wrapped it neatly with gauze.

"I saw the refining method of bone-penetrating incense from an ancient book." Chen Shang said in a weak voice, "I searched all over the world to collect medicinal materials, but I couldn't find the rare animal blood needed for medicine, so I used Use your own blood as medicine."

"I was weak when I was young, and my father gave me many rare treasures, all of which are great tonics. My blood is different from others."

"I poured almost one-third of my blood, hovering on the verge of life and death, and finally refined it into bone-piercing fragrance."

Chen Chang pursed the corners of his lips, and said: "Your illness... I can't cure it, I'm not lying to you, I believe my senior brother has told you that while the bone-chilling fragrance is hanging your life, it is also hurting you or your diseases will be suppressed by the Tonguxiang, and your seven orifices will bleed to death.”

"Now the only way to keep you alive is to refine another Bone Fragrance and use it to suppress your disease. My blood and Bone Fragrance are from the same source, which can slow down its erosion and make both Reach the balance of ten years ago."

Chen Chang took a few breaths, because of the excessive blood loss, cold sweat dripped on his forehead: "I'm not sure, I will definitely be able to find the balance point like ten years ago, but... if you want to live, I will try my best to save you."

Jiang Jintang was quiet for a while, and then said: "No need for Ms. Chen, it's hard to make bone-deep fragrance, and bloodletting...it hurts too."

Chen Chang was taken aback.

Jiang Jintang wanted to say more, when a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "Chen Chang...save him."

Both of them had a meal, and then looked at the dragon bed together.

Xuan Lan didn't know when he woke up, he half propped himself up, staring at Chen Chang with his dark eyes: "If you don't save him... I will cut Chen Zheheng in front of you!"

Chen Chang's complexion changed.

Jiang Jintang frowned and sat on the side of the bed, and said coldly, "You don't want to die?"

Facing Jiang Jintang, all Xuanlan's arrogance disappeared. He carefully grabbed Jiang Jintang's fingertips and said softly, "If you don't want your life, I won't."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

"Xuan Lan." Jiang Jintang said: "You are the emperor, don't be willful."

"Because I am the emperor, I can be self-willed." Xuan Lan suppressed the madness in his eyes: "If I stab myself the first time, I can stab myself the second time and the third time, and there will always be one time that will kill me. "

Jiang Jintang suppressed the fire: "You still say you are not forcing me with your life?!"

Xuan Lan rubbed into his arms, her voice trembling: "A Tang... If you die, I won't be able to live."

At this time, he is not like a high-ranking emperor at all, but like a homeless dog, his slender eyelashes are stained with water, and his eye sockets are red because of the fever: "You said, I agree You, I just want you not to leave me."

Jiang Jintang's heart didn't harden after all, he stretched out his hand to brush Xuan Lan's sweaty forehead, but his fingers trembled a little: "Xuan Lan, why are you always like this, willfully making demands that others can't do..."

"You have been like this since you were a child."

"I've been a jerk since I was a child." Xuan Lan buried himself in his arms, smelling the fragrance of Leng Tang coming from his bones, "You know that."

Jiang Jintang wanted to scold him, but his fingertips suddenly felt sticky liquid, and he was startled, "Your wound is open?"

"Mmm." Xuan Lan said nasally, "It hurts a bit."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

You opened a hole in your heart, whoever hurts you does not hurt.

"Miss Chen..." Jiang Jintang turned his head to look at Chen Chang. Chen Chang turned his face coldly, took a look, and said, "The wound is open. Judging by the amount of bleeding, it should be stitched up again."

"Ah Tang." Xuan Lan frowned and said, "You go out first."

"why?"

Xuan Lan forced a smile: "...the wound is not very pretty, I don't want you to see it."

"you--"

"You go out first." Chen Chang said: "His injury is really not good-looking."

Jiang Jintang hesitated for a moment, but went out anyway.

As soon as Jiang Jintang left, Xuan Lan's whole body convulsed, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

Chen Chang sneered: "I thought that His Majesty was really hard-hitting, and that he could act like a baby with such a serious injury. It turned out that he was enduring it."

Xuan Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up for me."

Chen Chang looked at Xuan Lan condescendingly.

In fact, she hated Chen Zheheng when Xuan Lan said that he would cut Chen Zheheng alive in front of her, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that this is the emperor.

His love and hatred are so clear, he only shows weakness to those he loves.

"You are different from your father." Chen Chang said, "You are more human than him."

Xuan Lan said: "Don't talk so much nonsense, no matter what method you use, I will save Jiang Jintang's life."

Chen Chang removed the gauze from his heart, revealing the hideous wound underneath, and said calmly: "You heard it too, it's because he doesn't want to live."

"Whether he wants to live or not is my business." Xuan Lan endured the severe pain from the wound, and said: "Whether he can live or not is your business."

Chen Chang snorted, and when he looked at the bloody wound, he suddenly said: "Your Majesty has a clever plan."

"Before stabbing this knife, you should have made a lot of gestures, so that you can have the effect of not being fatal and hanging by a thread."

Xuan Lan's eyes were extremely cold: "There are some things that you shouldn't ask."

"I just think that even if it is the Ninth Five-Year Master." Chen Chang smiled: "When you are happy with someone, you will be so humble."

Xuan Lan closed her eyes and murmured: "There is no other way."

"I am the son of heaven, rich in rivers and cities, gold, jade and jewelry, luxurious clothes and fragrant chariots."

"But he doesn't want any of these."

Xuan Lan curved her lips and smiled, this smile was innocent yet tinged with madness: "I can only use this life to bet that he loves me."

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