I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

The flames clearly illuminated the faces of the two parties.

The guards behind Yan Zhuo were also taken aback. They didn't expect that the person who conspired with Qin Liangqi was Yan Jiuli. He was Yan Zhuo's child. The guards looked up at Yan Zhuo in fear, wanting to see what choice Yan Zhuo would make?

"Father..." Yan Jiuli's heart was beating fast. What he was most worried about was that something happened to Dong Chuang. He knew that most of what they said before was clearly heard by them. He thought that denying it might be impossible. He struggled to get out of the wheelchair. He sat up, knelt on the ground with a plop, grabbed Yan Zhuo's clothes and sobbed, "Father, I didn't do this on purpose, but I was bewitched. A group of people came up with tokens, saying that I am a descendant of Qilan." , instilled in me the idea of ​​restoring the country, and then I became obsessed with it, and I didn't do this kind of thing on purpose..."

He burst into tears and choked up what happened.

After Qi Lan's subjugation, she did not give up the hope of restoring the country, and secretly gathered a group of people among the people, and successively found Qin Liangqi and Yan Jiuli. Above, but now they are living under the fence to see the face of others, so they are also persuaded, and they have the idea of ​​​​restoring the country.

Yan Jiuli cried while talking, his face was covered with snot and tears, but he didn't wipe it with his cuff.

Yan Zhuo dotes on him normally, and he must be much closer to him than to the tyrant. If he speaks kindly and acts coquettishly, maybe Yan Zhuo will take it lightly and treat it as if it didn't happen.

What is more important between him and the tyrant?

Yan Jiuli is very confident.

"Finished?" Yan Zhuo's indifferent face was annihilated in the scorching fire, and he laughed: "After you finish speaking, go to the prison to reflect."

Yan Jiuli was stunned, and the guards lamented that Yan Zhuo's heart was as cold as iron, and that righteousness killed relatives, and they went to arrest Qin Liangqi and Yan Jiuli with cold faces. Yan Jiuli finally felt panic and uneasiness flooding his throat like sea water. He struggled hard and reached out to grab Yan Zhuo's clothes. He was so flustered that he couldn't restrain himself, he choked up and shouted: "Father, I am Jiuli, just because of that stupid king...don't you even give me a chance to forgive?"

"Boom," Yan Zhuo kicked the man away, his scarlet eyes flashed with indifference and tyranny. Hearing this, he looked down at the young man at his feet and said with a smile, "forgive me? I don’t even understand the hatred in my heart.”

Yan Jiuli met his gaze, and a chill ran through from Tianling Gai to the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but prostrate on the ground and shiver.

His hope was finally shattered. This kind of gaze didn't look like a father looking at his child at all, but rather like looking at an endless enemy.

The two were thrown into the prison, where the assassins had been tortured for a week.

This dungeon, frequently visited by Yan Zhuo, is more terrifying than Infernal Hell. As soon as you step in, you will be greeted by the smell of stench and decay.

The strong smell of blood filled every corner, and the walls were covered with mottled blood stains. More than a dozen assassins were soaked in the sea of ​​blood, some of them had been disemboweled, and the remains of severed limbs could be seen everywhere, wailing everywhere. They can no longer be called human beings. Their bones and muscles are crushed, and their legs and feet are stuffed into their mouths, forming a bloody ball.

In this purgatory-like scene, Qin Liangqi trembled from his eyelids to his limbs, knelt on the ground and vomited crazily. The pungent smell combined with the smell of blood made it even more unbearable.

Yan Jiuli was frightened insane on the spot.

There was only one imperial doctor sitting paralyzed in the bloody blood clot, with a dazed expression, obviously also confused by the stimulation. Qin Liangqi knew how he was exposed when he saw him, but he didn't mind facing such a purgatory scene. After calculating the time, the whole person threw himself on the railing, dragged his two weak legs, and slapped the iron railing desperately: "Let me out, please let me out, don't lock me up with them—"

"I'm already a prisoner of the ranks, how dare I pick and choose?"

"You'd better pray that His Majesty wakes up quickly," the prison guard was attracted by the noise, looked at them coldly through the fence and smiled: "Otherwise the general will go crazy, look at the lump at your feet, that's you s future."

Qin Liangqi still wanted to speak, but when he caught a glimpse of those lumps of meat in the corner, he vomited wildly with his mouth open. Yan Jiuli seemed to be stimulated by the scene in front of him, and he slumped on the ground stupidly.

The guard spat at them, turned and walked away.

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After bathing and burning incense, Yan Zhuo strode into Weiyang Palace. Rong Huai was still sleeping on the bed. He pushed aside the heavy bead curtain, looked down at Rong Huai's face for a while, and asked, "Has Your Majesty ever woken up?"

The inner eunuch knelt not far away, did not dare to raise his head and said: "No."

"Go out, Your Majesty and I will be alone." Yan Zhuo closed his eyes.

The inner eunuch bowed to promise, and he hesitated to speak when he got up. These days, he has been thinking—whether His Majesty asked him to have the imperial doctor wait at the door in advance on the night of the banquet, whether he had expected it in advance, whether all this was planned by His Majesty middle?

He who vaguely glimpsed the truth of the incident, couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this, and a chill ran down his spine.

He believed that His Majesty would definitely wake up, but he could only keep his mouth shut, not daring to tell Yan Zhuo this conjecture.

After the inner eunuch left, the crowds of maidservants in the inner hall were removed together.When the inner hall was completely quiet, Yan Zhuo untied his outer robe, took off his outer robe, and lay down on the bed wearing only his inner shirt, gently wrapping his arms into his arms.

Rong Huai's skin was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen. In the dim light, it looked more like a doll carved from suet jade. Since it was convenient to change the dressing, he was only covered with a lewd garment, with the front loosely open. The gauze-wrapped chest was exposed, a smear of blood was faintly visible, the hair was scattered on the shoulders like a waterfall, and the corners of the mouth, which was always smiling, were naturally curved upwards, which seemed to be the same as usual, as if it could be opened in a second eyes smiling at him.

"Your Majesty..." Yan Zhuo buried his face in Rong Huai's neck, and smelled deeply the familiar and fascinated breath. If Rong Huai still had a heartbeat, he wouldn't know what he would do now. Come.

Every day, Yan Zhuo barely maintains his sanity that is on the verge of collapse by feeling the breath of Rong Huai.

"Your Majesty, I have found the people who hurt you, and they are all locked in prisons. I have ordered people to arrest those rebels who are living outside," Yan Zhuo carefully told Rong Huai what happened today. Say it again, and then wrap your mouth around Rong Huai's ear, the tip of which is as white as jade. In the past, Rong Huai would always tremble slightly when you hugged here, but now it is so cold that there is no reaction, Yan Zhuo's heart aches unbearably, After a long pause, he continued in a low voice: "When His Majesty wakes up, we can deal with them... Your Majesty has slept for too long."

Rong Huai still had his eyelids tightly closed, quietly and unresponsive.

Yan Zhuo's big palm gently stroked his cold face, countless emotions were hidden in his deep eyes, Rong Huai was sleeping on the pillow, and he was lying beside Rong Huai gently, regardless of such The posture was extremely uncomfortable, so I just closed my eyes and took a nap.

He didn't notice that the finger bones of the person in his arms trembled slightly. After touching for about half an hour, Rong Huai slowly opened his eyes.

For Yu Ronghuai, it was like sleeping for a long time. When his consciousness returned a little, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, but for him who was used to pain since he was a child, this was nothing at all, he turned his head slightly , eyes fell on Yan Zhuo's face lying beside him.

In order to accommodate his sleeping posture, Yan Zhuo's posture is really awkward, but he is also trying his best to stick his whole body on him, maybe because he is in a bad mood, even when he is asleep, his brows are tightly knit together At the same time, the handsome face was forced to be so fierce that people dare not look directly at it.

Rong Huai would not be frightened by such an appearance, he knew that Yan Zhuo had a violent and terrifying temper, but he had a sincere and passionate side in his heart.

"Ah Yan..." Rong Huai's voice was too low to be heard.

When he found that he had woken up, the system also opened his mouth. At the beginning, a background sound of applause was played: "Master, your injury is well. The imperial doctor, Yan Jiuli and the son of luck have all been exposed, and now they are all locked up in the prison. went!"

"Tell me specifically." Rong Huai said.

The system drank a few sips of hot tea in the background and told him what happened when he fell asleep. Things were exactly as Ronghuai had expected before. He heard nothing more unexpected. Although he seemed injured the most He was heavy, but he changed himself from passive to active, and Yan Zhuo's heart was completely cleansed. In fact, he benefited the most.

After finishing the matter, the system slammed its tongue again and again: "Yan Zhuo really uses his strength to explain what it means—" After a pause, it found a suitable wording: "For my wife, I can even kill my son."

Rong Huai: "..."

"I thought Yan Zhuo would at least hesitate between his wife and children," the system said, "After all, what Yan Jiuli cried at that time was really miserable. I didn't expect Yan Zhuo to stand still and let them be taken down directly." .”

"I didn't expect Yan Zhuo to choose Baoda directly." The system sighed.

"Of course Ah Yan only sees me, and this is what fascinates me the most," Rong Huai said in his mind. His body is still unable to move freely to prevent large-scale movement, causing the chest injury to burst again. He tried his best Only then did he raise an arm and lightly touch Yan Zhuo's lower lip with his fingers.

Feeling the cold touch on his lips, Yan Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head and looked into his arms, Rong Huai was lying in his arms, opened his eyes and smiled softly at him.

Yan Zhuo choked for breath, and subconsciously held his breath. He thought it was his hallucination again this time, but this hallucination was too beautiful, so he didn't dare to disturb it.

Until Rong Huai called him softly: "Yan Zhuo."

Only when he really heard Rong Huai's voice did Yan Zhuo dare to believe that the person in front of him woke up, his pupils dilated and his chest heaved violently, showing the strong fluctuations in his heart.His arms around Rong Huai trembled slightly, and even his voice trembled when he spoke: "...Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

"It's me," Rong Huai gently slid his fingertips along his hard chin: "I didn't break my promise.",