morbid trapping

Something big happened in the East Palace.

A major event that even Li Dezhuang was stunned.

The prince is dead.

died in bed.

Died on that young man.

It is said that it is particularly indecent when it is dead.

The Holy Majesty was furious when he heard the words, and directly ordered the young man to be executed.Then it was announced that the prince died of a sudden sudden illness.

Li Dezhuang was flustered and his heart was cold.

So wrong!

Follow the direction of the original.

The prince, this bastard, was attacked by several other princes in the wild during the spring hunting next year, creating the illusion of assassination by an assassin, and died.

Now the timeline is ahead of schedule by a whole year.

Even the way of death has changed!

Could it have something to do with him bringing the protagonist to the East Palace?

It's not like Mu Jian did this.

He is a prince who has no power, no power, and lives in the Eastern Palace. He should not be so crazy that he smashed his living lair.

Besides, this child can be regarded as Li Dezhuang watched him grow up.

timid,

Good-natured.

Not crooked for now.

Should not have the guts to kill the prince.

After Li Dezhuang figured this out, he began to worry about himself.

Fuck!

He is the prince's yellow painter!

Although every painting thing is more secretive.

All the young men he met were fucking dead, but his fucking manuscripts were still hidden in the prince's study! !

If this is found out, he will die!

Li Dezhuang gritted his teeth and became cruel.

Nima!

He must steal this painting back!

That night,

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Li Dezhuang sneaked into the prince's study quietly, but he couldn't find it after searching around.

I had no other choice, so I had to go to the prince's bedroom, searched a lot, and found my own drawing in a hidden compartment under the prince's bed.

A thick stack!

If this is found out and the emperor finds out, he will be dead!

Li Dezhuang quickly took his sketches and ran away.

It was okay to run all the way back to the Xikuan courtyard, but when entering the courtyard gate, he bumped into Mu Jian.The sketches in his arms were scattered all over the floor like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

Mu Jian was stunned for two seconds.

Li Dezhuang hastily bent down to pick it up.

Mu Jian also knelt down to help him pick it up.

Just picked one up.

Li Dezhuang heard Mu Jian's voice above his head.

"Li Shiwei, why are there two men in this painting?"

A thunderbolt on a sunny day!

He chopped Li Dezhuang until he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

He quickened his movements and packed up the sketches, grabbed Mu Jian's hand, and pushed him back into the room.

He looked out from the crack of the door vigilantly, and after making sure no one had noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head back and poking his neck, he took the drawing back from Mu Jian's hand.

"It's not your prince brother who asked me to draw it. I don't quite understand this aspect, so don't ask me."

Mu Jian looked into his eyes, which flickered on and off, as if a small flame was dancing.After watching for a while, I grinned.

"It turns out that Guard Li doesn't understand."

Li Dezhuang nodded heavily.

"Yes! I don't understand!"

Mu Jian's eyes fell on the sketch in Li Dezhuang's hand.

Li Dezhuang was afraid that he would be interested, so he quickly carried it behind his back.

Mu Jian asked: "Li Weiwei, why did you bring back the drawing?"

Li Dezhuang said: "If the emperor knows, I will draw this for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and in a fit of rage, it might kill me!"

Mu Jian raised his hand and touched Li Dezhuang's brow with his fingertips.

Li Dezhuang froze in place as if he had been acupunctured.

Mu Jian's thin lips parted slightly, and there was a nice smile on his face.

"I will protect Guard Li, don't be afraid."

"Okay, thank you Your Highness."

"Does Guard Li trust me so much?"

"That's natural." You are the protagonist, I don't believe you, who else can I trust?

Li Dezhuang took a deep breath, walked to the corner, and prepared to take out a basin, burn all these drawings, and destroy the corpses.Mu Jian stood not far behind him and watched.

Seeing the flames rising from the basin illuminating Li Dezhuang's handsome face, the evil thoughts in his heart surged more and more.

He took a deep breath, walked over slowly, squatted beside Li Dezhuang, and accompanied him to tear up the drawings one by one and throw them inside.The flames shone on the faces of the two men.

Flickering.

Mu Jian said, "The prince's elder brother is dead, where shall we go?"

"do not know."

"Will Guard Li stay with me all the time?"

Li Dezhuang paused, "Yes."

"That's good. As long as Guard Li is by my side, I won't be afraid anywhere in the world."

Li Dezhuang was silent for a second, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your love."

The prince died suddenly.

This happened unexpectedly.

All forces are ready to move.

It was not appropriate for Mu Jian to live in the East Palace any longer, so the emperor decreed to move him to the Xinggong Palace.The palace is no better than the imperial palace, with complete conditions, but the advantage lies in freedom, and the place is also large.

Now it is spring again, and the palace is full of flowers.

Beautiful.

Li Dezhuang is now out of the East Palace, out of the control of the prince, and is at ease.

The most regrettable thing is Shang Yin's side. A while ago, because of Mu Jian's mistake, his business was ruined and his account was not recorded.Right now Li Dezhuang is eating Mu Jian, drinking Mu Jian, sleeping Mu Jian.

He lived the salted fish life he dreamed of all day long.

At night he can sleep.

During the day he can sleep.

He went to bed when he wanted to.

Even lying on the table in the gazebo and falling asleep, no one dared to control him.

No work, no school.

Good day!

What a fucking day!

Li Dezhuang stretched comfortably, like a cat stretching its body after waking up, rolled a little circle on the table, looked up and saw Mu Jian sitting beside him.

He was very close, and his eyes fell on his face, a little unclear what he meant.

Li Dezhuang panicked and sat up straight.

"When did His Highness come?!"

"It's been a while."

He twirled a flower with his fingertips, leaned slightly, pinned it to Li Dezhuang's ear, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"nice."

Li Dezhuang: Just Nima's speechlessness.

You are crazy, don't spend money on me, a straight man!

He didn't dare to say.

Mu Jian rested his cheeks and looked at it for two seconds, then said, "Guard Li is so good at drawing, why didn't he draw a picture for himself?"

Li Dezhuang was silent.

"Why do I paint myself when I'm fine?"

Mu Jian was lying on the table, tilting her head, "I want to see you draw, can you? Give it to me. If I am separated from Li Shiwei in the future, I can still see Li Shiwei's portrait. I miss you and Li Shiwei. days together."

Li Dezhuang said in his heart: It makes sense.

"Then I'll get a pen and paper."

As he spoke, he turned around and left, not noticing Mu Jian's cold eyes instantly behind him.

When Li Dezhuang came back with a pen and paper, Mu Jian had returned to normal, smiled at him, lay down on the table, watched him look at the reflection in the water for a while, and draw for a while.

Draw for a while, watch for a while.

A painting was stumbled and finished, and it took more than half an hour.

Li Dezhuang held up the painting.

"Your Highness, look, are you satisfied?"

Mu Jian took it over, "Satisfied!"

"As long as His Highness is satisfied."

Mu Jian finished the scroll and hung it up when he returned to the house.Gently stroking Li Dezhuang on it, traced every inch of skin of the person in the painting with his fingertips, and slowly printed his lips on the lips of the person in the painting.

Then, like a dream come true, he leaned against the painting and laughed foolishly.

"Ah... Guard Li..."