The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"I..." Zhu Zhaoyan didn't finish his sentence.

His wish all along is to serve the country faithfully, the mountains and rivers remain the same, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, but he has never thought about what he wants deep in his heart.

"There's still so much to talk about when you're injured." Zhu Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and bowed his head.

The moment he lowered his head, his lips inadvertently kissed the top of the hair of the person in his arms. Zhu Zhaoyan pursed his lips unnaturally and looked secretly, but Wang Wanyi probably didn't feel it.

"If you don't let me talk, I'm really going to die."

Zhu Zhaoyan could feel the smell of blood permeating Wang Wanyi's body, even his hands were wet and rusty.

Wang Wanyi was in such a mess, he was the culprit. Wang Zheng might not be able to cover the sky in court, and there were many people who hated him as much as him, such as Ma Youshen of Jinyiwei and the disciples of former officials. , is his only strength.

Not to mention that he was the one who planned to assassinate, but the person in front of him was indeed injured to protect himself, and he didn't know how to balance his heart.

No matter what, now is indeed the best time to kill Wang Wanyi.

This treacherous minister really deserves to die, he must not soften his heart.

"You are most afraid of rainy days. Wanyi promised His Majesty that she will always be by your side."

The long hair band on the bun was untied, as long as it was put around his neck like this, Wang Wanyi would never have much strength to resist.

Just as Zhu Zhaoyan was about to make a move, Wang Wanyi said suddenly.

"Your Majesty, do you know when Wanyi first saw you?"

Wang became Zhu Zhaoyan's chief servant just because of Concubine Wan Gui. Concubine Wan Gui was the most favored and powerful concubine in the Ming Palace, so the first meeting between the two of them should basically be in Ningzhen Palace.

"Ningzhen Palace?" Zhu Zhaoyan asked tentatively.

"It's not in Ningzhen Palace, but in Xianxi Palace."

Xianxi Palace is the cold palace of the deposed prince.

Zhu Zhaoyan was only a young boy when he was deposed as the crown prince, yet they met for the first time so early.

"At that time, the minister was about the same age as you. You were imprisoned in a place like Xianxi Palace where there was no light. How did you live in a hell-like life? I am afraid that it is even more difficult than the situation of a slave. "Wang Wanyi moved her head on Zhu Zhaoyan's neck and shoulders, and continued.

"I'm stupid, I didn't like the captain when I first entered the palace, and I was teased there by a few short-lived dog slaves."

"At that time, I was thinking, why is it that a prince like you, who is so honored to be under one person and above ten thousand people, would hide under the table in fear and tremble like a sieve when he sees a slave like you. You are the only person who can still give you warmth in this deep palace that cannibalize you, but you also warmed my heart."

"I know the rumors going on inside and outside the palace, and I also know that the relationship between you and me, Your Majesty, can never go back to the past. Everything I have done for you and everyone I have eliminated has become a rift between you and me in the end." , and in the end, the minister became a slave obsessed with fame and fortune."

"It's very difficult to gain a firm foothold, and it's also very difficult to be an upright person."

"Take off your clothes." Zhu Zhaoyan slowly put down the hairband in his hand, and said to Wang Wanyi. "Undress."

Seeing that Wang Wanyi didn't move, Zhu Zhaoyan glared at him again, and said angrily. "I told you to take off your clothes."

"Do you still have the strength to get up?" Zhu Zhaoyan asked after thinking about it.

"Yes." Wang Wanyi stood up and began to untie her belt with her head bowed.

"If you die here with a fever, no one will escort me back to the palace desperately." Zhu Zhaoyan stood up and began to take off his clothes. Without the drenched outer robe, the inner clothes would be even more dry be quick.

He found a long wooden branch anywhere, and hung the two people's clothes above the fire to bake. The two bright colors, one black and one green, sparkled under the light of the flame.

"For His Majesty to take care of Wanyi, Wanyi must have been that famous doctor who wandered around to help the world in her previous life, and she has accumulated a lot of merit."

The waist of Wang Wanyi's underwear was completely stained with blood, but there was still an unabated smile on that pale face.

At this time, Wang Wanyi looked weaker than Zhu Zhaoyan's body that was bedridden all year round.

In the previous life, I used up all the good things, but in this life, only evil is left?

Zhu Zhaoyan just wanted to speak out, but in the end he hesitated to speak.

Assuming that Wang Gou's lifespan is not over, tell him to live a few more days.

With a sound of "tearing", Zhu Zhaoyan tore off the corner of his clothes, walked to Wang Wanyi's side and sat down, looked at him and said.

"Take off your underwear too. Could it be that you want to wait until the blood has dried up and scabbed before peeling off a layer of your skin?"

Talking is still so bad-tempered, can this little emperor die with a few soft words?I really don't accept it.

"The minister is afraid that the wound will be hideous, which will startle His Majesty."

"That's it?" Zhu Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and said.

He has even been in the West Police Department, so he is still afraid of this?

Zhu Zhaoyan glared at him, and began to untie Wang Wanyi's robe by himself. It's hard to say how shy the two big men undressed, but Wang Wanyi was really a big man. Not sure.

"Your Majesty, aren't you also so anxious when favoring the lords of the palace?" Wang Wanyi joked, he suddenly held Zhu Zhaoyan's moving hand and looked at him with a smile.

This eunuch really knows how to tell jokes, and what he tells is still easy to lose his head.

He reached out and patted the back of Wang Wanyi's hand that was holding his, and Wang Wanyi let him put down his hand.

The clothes were taken off by Zhu Zhaoyan, and there was a piece of blood on his waist, a torn wound half a fingernail deep, bleeding out.

The red and white almost burned his eyes.

"The injury is so serious that you can't even shut your mouth." Zhu Zhaoyan patted Wang Wanyi's forehead again and laughed angrily.

Under the red light of the flames, Zhu Zhaoyan's hair was loosely flowing, and his pair of phoenix eyes shone brightly, and the redness at the end of the eyes was even deeper.

Wang Wanyi looked at the way Zhu Zhaoyan bandaged his wound, being careful and gentle, and he thought of the mutual warmth of the two when they were surrounded by enemies.

"Why don't you come and block it yourself, Your Majesty?"

Just as Wang Wanyi purposely raised her head to get closer to tease him, her face turned pale the next second, and she said angrily.

"Hiss, your Majesty, you should take it easy."

"Endure it." Zhu Zhaoyan looked down at him, but the cloth on his hand that bandaged his wound was really light.

"How much blood is on my hands, but I'm still so afraid of pain, it's useless to be coquettish."

"Your Majesty, is the joy of the boudoir, the joy of playing with fish and water really as described in the wild history picture book, staying in a gentle country, the pinnacle of bliss?"

With Zhu Zhaoyan's guilt, Wang Wanyi started to go online again.

"What filth are you pretending to be in your mind?"

How does he know what it's like, and he has never touched a woman.

Zhu Zhaoyan was angry and ashamed, but Wang Wanyi became more and more happy, and he was coughed by Wang Wanyi again.

"Your Majesty, I think you are the most delicate one."

"Shut up." He gave him a blank look and said.

The rain outside hadn't stopped yet, and the scorching sound of burning wood in the cave was crackling. The clothes of the two had been dried. Zhu Zhaoyan took off the clothes and threw them on Wang Wanyi's head.

Just as he was about to speak, the sound of footsteps outside attracted their attention.

Zhu Zhaoyan made a hissing gesture, put out the fire, and looked out of the cave with a serious expression.

At this time, both of them dared not show their atmosphere.

"Did the killer find us?" A small voice came from Zhu Zhaoyan's ear.

The footsteps outside the cave were getting closer and closer, and Zhu Zhaoyan didn't know whether the people outside the cave were good or bad, or whether they were sent by himself.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhu Zhaoyan was about to go to the entrance of the cave to see, when Wang Wanyi grabbed his arm.

"Your Majesty, let me go." His eyes were shining in the darkness, and his tone was firm.

"But you are hurt now..."

"You are the foundation of the country. If something bad or bad happens to you, my Ming Dynasty will be in jeopardy..."

Zhu Zhaoyan could see the fear flashing in Wang Wanyi's eyes, but at this moment, Wang Wanyi only wanted to reassure him and comfort him as much as she could.

"Let me go, don't worry, I will be fine, maybe that person will be afraid of me in turn, but I am Wang Zheng, the factory supervisor who kills people without blinking an eye."

"Wang Wanyi, be careful."

Seeing Wang Wanyi disappearing into the darkness with his injured back, Zhu Zhaoyan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. He wanted Wang Wanyi to come back unscathed, and he wanted Wang Wanyi to die like this. Outside, everything will be over once and for all.

Wang Wanyi staggered out of the cave more than ten meters away, and a figure hiding in the dark followed behind Wang Wanyi, with a bloody long knife in his hand, dripping blood.

It wasn't until he was far enough away from the entrance of the cave that his originally smiling face froze, and the coldness in his eyes couldn't go away.

The person behind held up a black oil-paper umbrella, even though he was drenched all over, he still hit the umbrella respectfully on Wang Wanyi's head, so as not to let the rain get a drop of Wang Wanyi.

"Father, everyone has been dealt with."

"Ying'er is really a good adopted son who makes Ben Du feel at ease." He turned his head, stretched out his hand and patted Wei Ying's left cheek with satisfaction.

"Wei Ying is willing to do his best for his adoptive father with all his wisdom and loyalty." Wei Ying lowered his head, and could vaguely see his tall nose bridge and half of his face as sharp as a knife.

Wang Wanyi's originally raised back was quite straight, he moved his head left and right, his side waist was torn open again, and the blood soaked through the good material, but this time, Wang Wanyi didn't even move his eyelids.

The slender, blood-stained fingers pulled out the silk from the inner pocket of the robe, and a crumpled note was wrapped inside.

The outside of the note was dyed amber by the ghee used to make pastry, and there were six large characters spread out.

Zhu planned to assassinate the arrow.

His majesty may not know that Wang Zheng loves money and sex, but also spares his life, and he must arrange secret guards when he travels.

He looked at the note in his hand coolly, smiled contemptuously, and stretched out his hand out of the umbrella. The rain hit the paper, blurring the writing on it.

"Father, what will His Majesty do with it?"

As long as the foster father ordered, no matter what it was, Wei Ying would do his best to do it for him. Even if the foster father wanted Zhu Zhaoyan's life, he would take it without hesitation.

Even if the adoptive father wants to sit on this supreme dragon seat, as long as his adoptive father can be happy, he will give everything.

"Leave him here for one night, let the little emperor suffer, and want to plot against me, Wang Zheng, Zhu Zhaoyan is too tender." He narrowed his eyes sullenly, and handed the wet note to Wei Ying .

"Destroyed, clean." Shangchao's voice was drowned out in the rainy night.

"Yes." Wei Ying took the note, put it into his mouth without blinking, and swallowed it abruptly.