After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

At noon the next day, Jiu Yan was allowed to come out from the palace, bringing two people who lost half their lives with them.

Ding Zeting was dealt with briefly, and he was no longer as terrifying as before. He felt that he would lose too much blood and die in the next second. Wu Le's hands were bandaged. All this was because Yu Wenjue knew that Jiu Yan liked to be clean. Don't want to make him uncomfortable.

On the carriage, Wu Le kneeled on the ground, pulled his head up, his eyes were blank, as if his soul had been sucked away by someone.

Ding Zeting leaned against the carriage with a pale face, even if he had the other good eye, he didn't want to open it, he didn't know if it was because he didn't want to face people or the current situation.

"Master, Wuyue made a mistake, I shouldn't have disobeyed you..." Wuyue pleaded pitifully, with tears in her eyes, "Please, let him go, please."

He hugged Jiu Yan's leg, rubbed it flatteringly, his eyes hopeful.

Jiu Yan smiled lightly, no extra emotions could be seen, he did not avoid his flattery, he dealt with the emperor all night yesterday, obviously he was not very happy today.

"Now it's not whether I let him go or not, it's the emperor who doesn't let him go, poor little Wuyue." Jiu Yan raised his chin, as if he was looking at it carefully, as if he was picking up a delicate plaything.

Wu Le's face is good-looking, not the usual white, but dark skin, and it is very sexy and charming when dancing. A face has always been raised high, and it is the first time that she is crying and begging for help today.

Ding Zeting looked like a dead person, his face was expressionless, although his eyes were wrapped in gauze, there were faint blood stains.If it weren't for the rising and falling chest, some people might guess that he was not breathing.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll help him, he can't do it, he won't... He woo, he really can't do it, he can't do this..." Wu Le broke down in tears, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Good-looking, pitiful expression, full of lust.

"Are you here to help him pick up the guests?" Jiu Yan asked back in a low voice, with a somewhat playful and serious tone.

"Yes, yes, let me..." Wu Le said quickly, her eyes seemed to be full of hope.

"Do you know what guest the emperor wants him to receive? You are so eager to agree?" Jiu Yan's eyes were secretive, and he glanced at Ding Zeting who was motionless over there.

"What... what?" Wu Yue's voice trembled a little, and there was some fear in his eyes, could it be...

"That's right, His Majesty asked me to arrange for those who are sick and sadistic, saying that this is the last 'blessing' of his rootless people. Do you also want to snatch the 'blessing'?" Jiu Yan Pinching his chin, his eyes were a little cold.

"I, I, I... I'll come, don't let him..." Wu Le was about to agree tremblingly. The fear in his body made him refuse, but he couldn't refuse in his heart.

"Master Xiaojiu." Ding Zeting's originally pleasant young voice turned into a hoarse deep voice, and the words he spoke seemed to be spoken out after many difficulties.

Wu Le was shocked by his words, shaking more and more, he dared not even look at him, he saw with his own eyes that one of his eyes was gouged out, his legs were broken, and his fingers were cut off, he dared not face him again.

Jiu Yan pressed his shoulder, looking at him with soothing eyes.

After all, Ding Zeting's heart softened, Wuyue was most afraid of pain, no matter what, he couldn't bear it, he couldn't do this, it was his mistake, which aroused the emperor's suspicion.

"Finally willing to speak? I thought Second Young Master Ding would endure it forever." Jiu Yan patted Wu Yue's shoulder and said casually, his voice interlaced with the sound of the carriage driving.

"Don't scare him... You were responsible for the emperor's poisoning." Ding Zeting opened his eyes. The pain in his left eye made his head explode. He slowly opened his right eye, the dark eyes , calm down to freezing emotions.

Jiu Yan looked at him with a half-smile, not admitting it.

"If you don't want him to find out, you should get rid of him earlier." Ding Zeting said hoarsely.

"Because of your exposure, the emperor became even more suspicious. Originally, his poison would penetrate into his heart and lungs a few more times, and he would die silently in half a month. But because of you, he may have been delayed for a year or even two years... ...Ding Zeting, you are such a waste." The cold front pierced him at the corner of Jiuyan's eyes, and the obvious marks on his collarbone and Adam's apple were made by the emperor on purpose.

Although he shied away from his courtship because of the emperor's health, the emperor still obsessed him, insisted on leaving this mark, and wanted to demonstrate, which made him very unhappy, and he couldn't wait to poison him to death... At that time too long.

Ding Zeting pursed his lips and coughed a few times uncontrollably.

"Master...Master, it's all my fault, don't talk about him." Wu Le quickly grabbed Jiu Yan's hand to appease him, and showed him pity.

"You are also a waste, let you endure, endure, have you heard? Do you think a prime minister who is favored by the emperor is so easy to deal with? One of his former imperial eunuchs and your dude can deal with it?" Jiu Yan said coldly, brushing away his hand.

"Sorry for disrupting your plan, I will find a way to make up for it, I promise. Other things...you arrange me." Ding Zeting took a light breath, he only felt that there was no place on his body that didn't hurt, He seems to have resigned himself to his fate.

He was originally a bastard, he should accept his fate, and he should be treated as a stepping stone by nature, instead of deliberately resisting fate, and falling into the current state of human beings, ghosts and ghosts.

Wu Yue's head was beside him, shaking like a rattle drum, Jiu Yan hated iron and steel, and clenched his fists tightly: "Stop it, the emperor will not relax his supervision on you for the time being, but if you have the slightest disagreement, as long as you A dead end. And, your value to me is enough."

"As for other things, let's get well after you recover from your injuries. Nanfeng Hall is not an inhumane place like the Imperial Palace." Jiu Yan continued, Wu Yue cried even more when he heard this, and his clothes were wrinkled.

"Then what are you going to do? The emperor's suspicion of you is more serious than mine." Ding Zeting said in a deep voice.

"What am I afraid of him doing? After leaving the palace this time, I won't step into the palace again." As he spoke, he wiped the red mark on his neck vigorously again, but it didn't wipe off, and it turned redder and redder. .

"You..." Ding Zeting was stunned.

"Hush." ​​Jiu Yan made a gesture to make him swallow the next words.

Afterwards, the two of them fell into silence, just as Jiu Yan wanted to close his eyes and rest, Wu Le started to grab his hand and sob softly again.

"Master, woo woo, is he still receiving guests?" Wu Le only cared about whether Ding Zeting would accept guests, worrying that he would not be able to bear it.

Wine Yan: ...

Ding Zeting's eyes were complicated, and his eyelashes were lowered, just like Wu Yue dared not look at him, and he didn't dare to look at Wu Yue either. When they were together, he felt that his body was incomplete and not worthy of anyone, so he forced to be with Wu Yue Together, he is never restricted, as long as he does not commit suicide.

Now that he has become such a disabled person, who else can he be worthy of?

Jiu Yan couldn't hold back, raised her hand and slapped him on the head, making his eyes stare.

"Can you be more successful, cry! Cry! You know how to cry." Jiu Yan frowned coldly, and scolded him: "If you want to accept customers, you can accept them, and if you don't want to accept them, you don't accept them. When did you see me forcefully buy and sell? "

With red eyes, Wu Le covered her sore head and fell silent, she didn't dare to cry, she just bit her lip, swallowed her crying, knelt down in front of him, and looked at him.

"Sit down." Jiu Yan waved her hand with a calm expression.

Like a little daughter-in-law, Wu Le kept some distance from him.

Jiu Yan silently covered the red mark on her neck, frowning, thinking about how to explain it to her family.

The carriage did not slow down because of Jiu Yan's worry, and soon arrived at Nongmei Courtyard. Jiu Yan got out of the carriage first, without looking at the two people in the carriage, but said with a hint: "Ding Zeting... take care of Wu happy."

Wu Le paused with her helpless hands, turned her head to look at the person who had got off the car, then glanced at Ding Zeting who was quietly watching with one eye open, and silently swallowed.

"I don't...I don't need to..." Wu Le hurriedly waved her hands, not daring to be presumptuous in front of this person anymore.

"..." Ding Zeting took a deep look at him, then let out a sigh of relief, but with a hint of compromise, his voice was hoarse: "Help me down."

Wu Le's refusal stopped abruptly, and her eyes were red again. After this incident, the first sentence he said to him was trembling: "Okay..."

The back images of the two cuddling together are two swans with broken wings, limping, the backs are lonely and revealing the meaning of mutual support, disappearing at the corner of the alley...

When Jiu Yan entered the door, he saw the cook who was carrying a bucket, and asked, "Has Han Lang come back?"

The cook gestured for a while, and said: General Han didn't go out last night, he was in the house all the time.

At this moment, the barrage is only extremely anxious, and without any accident last night, they were blocked.

[Jiu Yan didn't really do something with the emperor, did he? ]

[The marks on the neck... I look dry. ]

[Tsk, don't do this, General Han will collapse. ]

[Ding Zeting is really, really miserable. I have always admired his face. Although that kind of youthful feeling is not suitable for him, I really like him. ]

[Everyone will be fine in the future, right?Right, right. ]

The cook's sign language made Jiu Yan pause, then she pursed her lips slightly, her expression sank.

When Jiu Yan pushed the door and entered, there was the smell of alcohol, I don't know how much I had to drink to let Jiu Yan smell it just after entering the door.

Then he saw that the table was neatly arranged, more than a dozen wine jars, and there were still people under his feet. The person he was looking for was lying on his back on the beauty bed, his knees were slightly bent, his hands were placed on his abdomen, his cheeks were slightly red, and his breathing seemed to be calm. in deep sleep.

"Han Chengyu." Jiu Yan said abruptly.

The people on the collapse didn't move, as if they were really sleeping.

"I'm back, Han Lang." Jiu Yan stood in front of him and said persistently.

Han Chengyu's eyelashes trembled, and his fingers moved slightly. He was indeed not asleep. He couldn't sleep at all. He wanted to go out and break into the palace countless times, but he was suppressed.

He dare not.Don't even dare to go out.

He didn't know what happened between the emperor and Jiu Yan, he only knew that the emperor was very kind to Jiu Yan, and Jiu Yan seemed to like him very much, in the memory of the previous life, the two got along very well without him.

Like now, he didn't even dare to open his eyes to look at him.

"Han Lang, you stole all my wine, how do you plan to compensate me?" Jiu Yan looked at him condescendingly, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, a little excited and curious.

He suddenly wanted to know what would happen to Han Chengyu when he saw the mark on his body.

Han Chengyu finally opened his eyes and saw that Jiu Yan's exposed skin was imprinted with another person's glaring mark, the kind that Jiu Yan had marked his body countless times, and would coax him while kissing him.

"You are my baby, Han Chengyu, you are my..."

Jiu Yan stared at him blankly, her eyes were red, with a hazy drunkenness, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes in an instant, one by one, Han Chengyu's tears, which he had never seen before.

Soon his eyes were wet.

"Will I still be unable to guard you after all? Husband..." Despite being extremely sad, Han Chengyu still called him Husband.