Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

That night, Qian Zuisheng's slap not only failed to knock Jiang Xianjing away, but he went into the room and fell asleep next to Qian Zuisheng.

Although the distance between the two is wide enough to run a horse.

Liangzi came in to wait on Chenqi, and seeing the two of them sleeping together, he couldn't close his mouth: "Greetings to the prince and concubine."

Jiang Xian looked at Qian Zuisheng from the bronze mirror in shock.

Qian Zuisheng's clothes were white, his waist was slender and his legs were long, although his face was still pale, but after a night's rest, his eyes were very bright.

The lips were broken and a little red and swollen.

Thinking that it was his own masterpiece, Jiang Xianjing was overwhelmed with complacency.

"Groom the princess first!" Jiang Xian coughed lightly in shock.

"Hey..." Liangzi hastily agreed to order someone to fetch water.

On the contrary, Qian Zuisheng was much calmer than Jiang Xianjing, and asked Jiang Xianjing seriously how to deal with Princess Saya's affairs.

"No hurry..." Jiang Xian took half a step back in shock, and continued to scan the people in front of him in all directions, "There are more important things to be solved. I'm going to the prison, and let Liangzi escort you back to the house first, so you can recover from your injuries. "

"I'll go!" Qian Zuisheng looked at Jiang Xianjing, with a flash of concern in his eyes, "It's too conspicuous for you to go."

"Your injury?"

"No problem."

Jiang Xian gave a narrow smile in surprise, and took a step forward: "As a husband, you have to look at it before you can rest assured."

Qian Zuisheng didn't move, and let Jiang Xianjing pull off his underwear, and checked him up and down with his hands.

Last night, Jiang Xian used his internal force to catalyze Qian Zuisheng's wounds to scab over.

Seeing that malicious claws were about to touch his lower back, Qian Zuisheng finally gave Jiang Xian an angry look.

Jiang Xianjing had no choice but to close up the man's shirt, and the maids came in one after another holding the toilet utensils.

Liangzi followed closely behind, holding the roster in hand to ask for instructions about the Grand Prize of the Household.

"What big reward?"

Jiang Xianjing's attention was all on Qian Zuisheng, and he didn't react for a while.

Liangzi was very excited: "The consummation of the prince and concubine must be rewarded! This is the first happy event since the opening of our palace, and everyone is looking forward to it..."

While Liangzi was making noise, Jiang Xianjing secretly watched Qian Zuisheng's face.

Seeing that he was not obviously displeased, he waved his hand and let Ryoko make wise arrangements.

The dungeon was dimly lit, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

All kinds of instruments of torture were used. Lei Xiaodong sat in a chair with an unshaven beard, and at first glance he was even weaker than the person being tortured opposite him.

"Sin, I, a civil servant, insist on doing such a thing, it's really bad luck."

The guard came in to report in a low voice.

When Lei Xiaodong heard that Jiang Xianjing had sent him, he immediately stood up from his chair.

Qian Zui lowered his cloak and waved Lei Xiaodong: "Have you recruited yet?"

"This boy's bones are very hard. Since the prince brought him back from the hunting ground that day, he hasn't eaten any water or rice. He has survived so many tortures, and he hasn't uttered a single word."

"It's a pity..." Qian Zuisheng nodded, "Please trouble the Prime Minister, let me have a word with him."

Lei Xiaodong winked, and the others retreated immediately.

Cold water mixed with salt was poured on the bloody body. The man in black shivered and slowly opened his eyes.

Qian Zuisheng stepped forward and hung a small piece of jade pendant in front of his eyes.

The distorted face of the man in black gradually changed from fearless to unbelievable, and then he struggled violently.

Qian Zuisheng withdrew his hand lightly: "Can we talk now?"

The man in black shook his head in disbelief: "No, no..."

"Who ordered you?"

Qian Zuisheng sat there quietly, with the cloak covering his cheeks, clearly unable to see anything clearly, a cold despair filled the man's heart.

Qian Zuisheng still had a calm tone: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, anyway, there are people who will be buried with you."

After a long silence, the man in black finally said slowly, "It's the prince..."

Qian Zuisheng sneered, "I'll talk about it after thinking about it."

"Princess, I'm telling the truth. It was His Royal Highness who ordered us to assassinate the prince on the pretext of robbing the prey."

Qian Zuisheng tapped lightly on the table: "Have you thought it through?"

"It's about the life of the villain's parents, so the villain dare not lie, please be enlightened."

"Okay, very good."

Lei Xiaodong unshackled the man in black with his own hands, and brought a blank piece of paper for the man to draw on.

Qian Zuisheng looked at the thin piece of paper in his hand by the pale candlelight.

He suddenly said "Oops", and the thin paper in his hand was immediately swallowed up by the flames.

"king……"

Before Lei Xiaodong exclaimed the word "concubine", he was forced back by Qian Zuisheng's gaze.

Qian Zuisheng said without looking back: "Does Your Majesty know about you and Mr. Wen?"

"What did you say?"

The person who was lying in a puddle of mud on the ground suddenly trembled.

"Do you want to take him to hell with you?"

The bloody and lifeless man in black suddenly trembled uncontrollably, even his teeth were chattering.

Lei Xiaodong was bewildered.

Qian Zuisheng continued to linger at the people on the ground with that slow tone: "Then tell me, what did His Majesty promise you? Are you going to work so hard for him?"

"You... how do you know?"

The people on the ground were frightened and angry, and they struggled to stand up from the ground: "You are not from the prince...you are from the prince? How could this be? How could this be?"

The man stumbled and was about to come up and lift Qian Zuisheng's cloak.

Qian Zuisheng raised his head and avoided it.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to tell me who ordered you to murder the prince and frame the prince? Is it Wen..."

"no!"

Qian Zuisheng's words were suddenly interrupted.

"He doesn't know anything, please don't provoke him, he's pathetic enough... I beg you...I'll say everything, everything."

"who is it?"

"Yes... yes..." Hei still gritted his teeth, and frowned tightly, "It's His Majesty..."

In the cell separated by a wall, Jiang Xianjing and Jiang Jimin looked at each other.

After a long while, Jiang Jimin sighed: "Father is suspicious by nature. I think he just hopes that our brothers will fight against the wall, and he doesn't really want to kill you."

"Of course I know." Jiang Xianjing nodded.

"Xian Jing..." Jiang Jimin suddenly looked at Jiang Xianjing with complicated eyes.

Jiang Xianjing naturally knew what his brother wanted to say. Since childhood, Jiang Jimin has been very fond of Jiang Xianjing.

But the most ruthless emperor's family.

Facing the supreme being in the world, who can escape from the vulgarity?

Jiang Jimin had some things to say, so Jiang Xianjing decided to say it himself.

"Brother." Jiang Xian stood up, raised his robe and knelt in front of Jiang Jimin.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Jimin was shocked.

Jiang Xian clasped his fists in shock: "Brother, please listen to me. Believe it or not, I don't care about the state of the country, I just want to be an idle prince. If the teacher is not in danger, I'm afraid I will be brought into the coffin."