I ran away after slacking my apprentice

Ning Jiwei couldn't listen to what Wang Gong said later, and all he could think of was "Don't be fooled by thieves".

That sentence went around and around, stirring like a blunt knife, stabbing him so hard to breathe and blurred his consciousness.

A thief... Murong Yan is a thief!

Ning held his breath slightly, and his complexion became even paler.

He thought of the days when he was with Murong Yan again, and his heart was clenched tightly. Those memories overlapped with the events of the previous dynasty, reminding him back and forth.

Ning Jiwei didn't know how he left the wooden house, he only remembered that when he left, he didn't even see the threshold of the wooden house, he staggered and almost fell down.

It was Wang Gong who supported him, and sent Ning Jiwei all the way to the street in front of the Prince's Mansion.

"The old slave will send His Highness here." Wang Gong lowered his head and covered his eyes, "Further ahead is the Prince's Mansion, sorry that this old slave can't accompany His Highness."

"En." Ning Ji responded slightly, but he couldn't tell what it was like, he didn't dare to look at Wang Gong anymore, and left without looking back.

Like running away.

And after Ning Jiwei left, Wang Gong looked at Ning Jiwei's gradually receding back, and finally withdrew the respect on his face, that vicissitudes of face was no longer full of sadness, but a sneer appeared instead.

There was a bit of disdain in the eyes.

Wang Gong turned around, left the street and went straight to the outskirts of the imperial city, and stopped when he reached a place with few people.

There were few trees there, only one elm tree with lush branches, and under that elm tree, someone was waiting for him.

"The matter is settled?" The man was wrapped in black clothes, and when he turned around, his face was covered, and only his eyes were extra sharp.

"It's done." Wang Gong lowered his eyes, "I think the prince of the former dynasty is regretting it now, and he will definitely not be on the same front with His Highness the Third Highness."

"Heh." The man snorted with a half-smile, "Aren't you also a member of the former court? What's the matter now, it's easy to call the third highness."

"He who understands the current affairs is a hero." Wang Gong smiled, and said: "If it wasn't for the rescue of Prince Meng Yu, I would not have spared this life."

In the past when the imperial palace was destroyed, Wang Gong was not as lucky as he and Ning Jiwei said, he happened to be outside the palace, but unfortunately, when he heard that the rebels had entered the palace and hurriedly fled the imperial city, He was stopped outside the city gate.

At that time Ning Jiwei had fled, and Murong Changsheng was struggling to find Ning Jiwei in the imperial city, thinking that Wang Gong was a clue, so he spared Wang Gong's life.

These years, they have raised Wang Gong in a moderate manner, and it is thanks to Wang Gong who provided many clues about Ning Jiwei that they were able to search to the Yunhe Tower.

Wang Gong's old face was a bit reserved, and he said again: "I just don't know... What Prince Yu said, the reward for this matter?"

King Yu once told him that as long as he can make Ning Jiwei and Murong Yan divorce, he will give him a generous reward.

He is old and has become addicted to gambling recently, so he really needs this money.

In the worst case, he swears that after taking this money, he will gamble one last time to wash his hands in the golden basin and live for the rest of his life.

"Oh...reward." The man smiled, his sharp eyebrows eased slightly, "Look at my memory, this time, the lord did ask me to bring you a reward, but unfortunately, I forgot it in the city Why don't you go pick it up with me?"

"Well... where is it in the city?" Wang Gong narrowed his eyes benevolently, with a smile on his face.

"In..." The man narrowed his eyebrows again, "However, my lord actually has something else that I want me to bring to you."

"What is it..." Wang Gong's words were completely cut off by the dagger that pierced his heart. He opened his eyes in disbelief until the man pulled out the dagger lightly.

Blood spilled.

"My lord said, since the people in the former court are useless, there is no need to stay." The man's eyes turned cold, and he retracted the dagger.

Wang Gong's slumped figure flashed across the blade.

In the coolness of the breeze passing by, the leaves of the elm tree were rarely withered, whirled, and fell pitifully, covering Wang Gong's eyes that were dying.

Covered by a leaf.

The color of blood diffused into the roots of the elm tree, and was no longer visible.

Cong Qing thought over and over again, and finally sent a letter to Murong Yan about the collision of a lunatic outside the mansion.

Murong Yan's reply was very simple, two things.

The first rule is to find out the background of that lunatic, and would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

The second rule, look closely at Ning Jiwei, don't let him go out of the house for half a step, and don't let him see anyone again.

Hence, during the period when Murong Yan did not return home, Cong Qing followed Ning Jiwei almost every step of the way according to Murong Yan's instructions.

Ning Jiwei originally wanted to sneak out to see Wang Gong again, but under Cong Qing's strict surveillance, Ning Jiwei had no choice but to give up this idea.

This situation continued until three days later.

Murong Yan was worried about Ning Jiwei, abruptly shortened the investigation time by half, and returned to the Prince's Mansion ahead of schedule.

At that time, the afternoon sun was not too blazing, and the lunch was over, and the just-right breeze made people drowsy.

Cong Qing was guarding the door of Ning Jiwei's room with a serious face, when suddenly, a person came in not far away.

"Who?" Cong Qing's voice stuck in his throat, and after seeing the stern expression of the visitor, it automatically disappeared.

Miserable!Who can tell him why his highness came back so early and still climbed over the wall?It's fine to climb over the wall. The problem is that the investigation of the background of the madman has not yet yielded results. How should His Highness answer this question?

Cong Qingwu's wind was chaotic, but Murong Yan hurried into Ning Jiwei's room without even looking at him.

Cong Qing: ...

Murong Yan always felt uneasy when he was away from the mansion these days, he couldn't wait and didn't want to pass through the long corridor of the main entrance, so he climbed over the wall and entered the mansion, trying to shorten the time to meet Ning Jiwei as much as possible.

He really missed Ning Jiwei so much, at this moment, he just wanted to hold that person in his arms, really hugging him, so that the deep anxiety in his heart could be dispelled.

When Murong Yan pushed open the door, Ning Jiwei was still resting, and was awakened by the sound of pushing the door, when he raised his eyes, Ning Jiwei saw Murong Yan's face close at hand.

Murong Yan leaned down, wrapped Ning Jiwei who was on the couch into his arms, rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of Ning Jiwei's neck, "Did you wake up?"

The hoarse voice shows that these days are really hard work.

"Why do you..." Ning Ji tilted his head slightly, avoiding Murong Yan's touch indiscriminately, "Don't you need to leave the mansion for seven days?"

"Aren't you happy that I'm coming back early?" Murong Yan greedily kissed Ning Jiwei's side face, never seeing the coldness in the latter's eyes.

That emotion was well concealed, Ning Jiwei said lightly, "No."

"That son, Kai, are you thinking of me?" Murong Yan hugged Ning Jiwei, and asked with a charming smile between his brows.

Coupled with Murong Yan's face, this expression is indeed attractive enough, but Ning Jiwei was only surprised at the sudden situation of being hugged in his arms, and did not answer.

But if this is the case, it is much better than the resisting attitude some time ago, Murong Yan only felt that Ning was slightly docile.

The little wild cat is always obedient after its claws and claws have been pulled out, and it makes people happy to see it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't answer." Murong Yan hugged Ning Jiwei and fell on the bed together, buried his head in Ning Jiwei's neck, and said in a low voice, "Zi Kai, sleep with me for a while."

There was heat coming from the neck, Murong Yan's breath was so hot that Ning Jiwei's expression froze immediately, he was trying to push it away with some reason, but he heard a steady breathing.

Murong Yan is... asleep?He said sleep for a while, it really is pure sleep!

What Ning Jiwei didn't know was that in order to shorten the investigation time and return home as soon as possible, Murong Yan stayed on for three days and three nights without sleep.

After going back to the mansion this time, I really couldn't bear it, let alone seeing Ning Jiwei, Murong Yan's heart fell to the ground, he had nothing to worry about, and naturally he was extremely sleepy, so he fell into a deep sleep.

Ning Jiwei saw that Murong Yan did not show any sign of waking up, so he moved the arm that was not held down by Murong Yan, and his fingertips went down Murong Yan's hand, and rested on Murong Yan's wrist.

Since the day he entered the Prince's Mansion, Ning Jiwei's dagger was taken away by Murong Yan, but Murong Yan felt uneasy wherever he put it, so he finally carried it with him, and put the dagger on his wrist.

In this way, once Ning Jiwei wanted to take away the short blade, Murong Yan would definitely find out immediately, and Ning Jiwei's desire to steal the short blade would be broken.

But now... Murong Yan sleeps so deeply, even if he takes away the short blade, he won't find out...

Ning Jiwei moved lightly, his fingertips got into Murong Yan's cuff, and when he was about to touch the short blade, Murong Yan suddenly raised his hand, mumbled something, and changed his posture to embrace Ning Jiwei. .

So Ning Jiwei's hands were completely restrained by Murong Yan, and he couldn't move anymore.

Murong Yan's breathing became steady again, and it diffused forcefully on Ning Ji's face.

Smell the heart full of sandalwood.

The scent made certain memories flood Ning Jiwei's mind, and his heart beat uncontrollably for a moment.

Through the window, the room was extremely quiet, that was because of Murong Yan's order, not only Cong Qing, but Ning Jiwei's room was surrounded by many hidden guards, even though Ning Jiwei couldn't see those people, he could It was obvious that those people were guarding him all the time.

Murong Yan really took great pains to prevent Ning Jiwei from leaving the mansion.

But what's ridiculous is that even so, Ning Jiwei, a person who hates bondage so much, after realizing that these things were arranged by Murong Yan, the first thing that came to his heart was not disgust.

He actually felt that Murong Yan was doing it for his own good.

How ironic!

How could Ning Jiwei fall so thoroughly on the son of an enemy?

Eunuch Wang was right, he shouldn't have been fooled by Murong Yan in the first place!

There is no need to talk about the emperor's birthday, why should I wait until that day, as long as I leave the prince's mansion and enter the palace, the matter can be settled.

As long as... can leave the Prince's Mansion!

Ning Jiwei's eyes fell on Murong Yan's face, the latter moved his slender eyelashes in his sleep, subconsciously hugged Ning Jiwei tightly, and refused to let go no matter what.

This sleep was extremely peaceful, from noon to night, Murong Yan just woke up at the beginning of the night, it was past the time for dinner.

A trace of apology flashed in Murong Yan's eyes, "It's my fault, it's so late, Zikai must be hungry, right? I'll ask someone to deliver the meal."

Murong Yan was about to get out of bed to call someone, but Ning Jiwei stopped him from leaving.

Ning Jiwei looked sleepy, no emotion could be seen in his eyes, he only held Murong Yan's hand and said, "Will those people outside the room be there all the time?"

"What's the matter?" Murong Yan shook Ning Jiwei's hand, and said casually, "The imperial city is not peaceful these days, these guards are indispensable, Zikai just pretends that they don't exist, is that okay?"

"But..." Ning Jiwei seemed to have thought of something, a trace of blush appeared on his face, he leaned close to Murong Yan's ear, and whispered out a sentence.

With just that one sentence, Murong Yan's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

indeed.

"I want you."

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