Rebirth of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty

After Kangxi passed out, he was carried back to the bedroom. The imperial doctor came in a hurry. After the examination, he said that the emperor was in a hurry, and he didn't bring it up in one breath. After a busy meal, he finally woke him up, but he could only lie on the bed for a while.

Kangxi was in tears, and he didn't even want to say anything, so everyone retreated, only Yinfeng was left behind, and after a long silence, his eyes turned red and he sighed heavily: "It's all because I have committed too many crimes..."

Yinfeng frowned slightly: "It's Lao Jiu who is too stupid, it has nothing to do with you, the emperor."

"In the past, I always hoped that all of you brothers could live in harmony... In the future, you will be the king and your ministers, and serve the court together," Kangxi choked up as he said, "I think it's too good...First the tenth, then the thirteenth , for this position, you brothers fight each other, you die, you call me..."

In the end, he was really powerless to continue.

Yinreng lowered his head and was silent for a moment before asking him in a low voice: "Ama Khan, what do you plan to do with Lao Jiu?"

Kangxi's gaze slowly turned to him, and after a pause, he asked hoarsely, "What do you think?"

"What he did is unforgivable. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be enough to punish the Nine Clans!" Yinfeng said with gritted teeth. He was also one of the victims, so there is no need to hide this kind of resentment in front of Kangxi. Emotions.

Hearing what he said, Kangxi was taken aback for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes, water still slid down from the corners of his eyes. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth: "Go and help me."

"Your minister leads the decree." Yinfeng raised the corners of his mouth lightly, he was afraid that Kangxi would soften his heart to that beast because his son had died too much, so it would be best.

After Kangxi drank the medicine and fell asleep, Yinfeng retreated from him. As soon as he went out, he gave orders directly, and finally added a sentence after thinking about it: "Before then, take the eighth elder brother to see him On the last side, let them talk alone."

Back at his residence, the expected person was already waiting for him there, Yinti was leaning against the bookshelf, absently flipping through the book in his hand, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he immediately put the book back and came up to him: " You're back?"

Yinreng turned his eyes a little uncomfortably, and after the people who followed retreated and closed the door, he went to the table and poured a glass of water, took a sip, and then slowly asked: "Why are you here?"

"I want to see you and come over."

"..." Yinfeng felt a little awkward. The words that were similar to confession that day, he now thinks that he must have been stunned to say those words, but the one in front of him is completely fooled. It's true, looking at him right now, there is a completely undisguised hotness in his eyes, it's hard for Yinfeng to ignore it.

Yinti didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with him, and said to himself: "I just heard that you interrogated Lao Jiu on behalf of the old man. Lao Jiu... probably has no way out?"

Yinfeng nodded casually: "The old man was so angry that he fell ill. He was lying on the hospital bed and said that he asked me to deal with Lao Jiu on his behalf."

Yinti sat down in the chair, and with a quick pull, Yinfeng fell into his arms unprepared. Before he could struggle, someone hugged his waist tightly. His lips were blocked, and even his teeth were pried open, his tongue drove straight in and stirred into his own mouth.

Being chased by someone's tongue, Yinfeng has no way to avoid it, so he can only forget it, closed his eyes, and doesn't want to look at his face that is so distracted because of him right now.

Seeing his reaction, Yinti froze for a moment, let him go, but still whispered against his lips: "What's wrong with you?"

Yinfeng closed his eyes and didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer him.

Yinti's fingers caressed the tip of his brows, caressing gently, the delicate touch made Yinfeng's body tremble slightly.

"...Aren't you happy for me to come to you? Do you still don't like me doing this to you?"

Yinti asked softly, and finally sighed even pleadingly: "Speak up..."

Yinfeng finally opened his eyes slowly, and met Shang Yinti's eyes with doubts, worries and a little anxiety. He was slightly stunned, and his heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by needles. When he recovered, he hugged him tightly. He, no matter what, took the initiative to stick to him and bit his lips and began to respond to him.

After Yinti was stunned for a while, a smile appeared in his eyes again, he held him tighter, and his lips parted with his.

death row.

When Yinhu was led to appear outside the death cell in the dim, lightless and musty smelling palace, his legs were weak, he hesitated to go in, the guard beside him made a gesture of please, He said to him: "Master Ba, let's go in quickly, Master Jiu is waiting for you inside."

The hand under the sleeve was slowly clenched, and after a moment of hesitation, Yinhu still strode in.

The iron door was closed with a bang, and Yinhu looked back in shock, but no one else came in, and there was no one else in the dirty and smelly cell except Yinhu, who was sitting motionless in the corner with her head bowed. .

Hearing the voice, Yinzhen raised her head slowly, and saw him startled for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You still dare to come?"

Yinhu's heart became more and more disturbed. Yinhu's current appearance was no different from a lunatic. After hesitating again and again, he took two steps forward, keeping a close distance from him, and then faltered Opened his mouth: "I never told the emperor that the little eunuch belongs to you...it was the second brother who made up lies to deceive you..."

"Do you think this is still important?" Yinyu interrupted him coldly, looked straight at Yinhu, and after a while, his pupils shrank slightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. After a long pause, he said again: "Come and tell me This, is it because I'm worried that I will retaliate against you by telling you all the good things you and the old fourteen have done before, and dragging you to hell together?"

It was exposed immediately, Yinhu's complexion changed slightly, and a fleeting guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, but Yinhu, who has been with him for so many years and knows him very well, still saw it at a glance, coldly The man in front of him was his most respected elder brother, he was willing to follow him, help him, and achieve great things with him, but when he opened the door of the old ten's study, he saw When the already cold and stiff corpse was hung under the beam, everything changed.

As an emperor's heir, he has always known the cruelty of power struggles and the ruthlessness of the Tian family, but it was the first time that he truly understood that people can be so ugly and selfish. He hated Yinhu, and even more loathed himself After all, he himself is nothing more than a selfish coward.

"Don't worry, since I didn't say anything in front of the emperor that day, I won't confess you," Yinzhen said angrily: "Keep you, and you can continue to let the second child and the others live in peace, why should I bother?" It’s going to be superfluous.”

Yinhu clenched his fisted fingers deeply into the palm of his hand, forced himself to calm down, and asked him hesitantly, "Why did you hit the second child and the thirteenth child so hard..."

"Why should I tell you?" Yinzhen dismissed his words: "Is it okay to just look at them?"

Yinhu didn't tell the truth, he didn't want to tell Yinhu who was behind the assassination incident and who was the person who pushed the incident on him to fuel the flames, he didn't want to give him a chance to forgive his sins, he just wanted him to live forever They all lived in the shadow of killing Yin'e, and their consciences were restless all their lives.

"Then... what about old Fourteen? Why did you frame him?"

"What do you think?" Yinzhen asked with a sneer, "Didn't you tell me what he did?"

Yinhu's face turned pale all of a sudden, what did the old fourteen do... When Yinhu came to question him angrily because of Yin'er's death, he pushed the matter to Yinzhen, saying that it was his idea, He was the one who left behind the letter from A Ling'a, and he sent someone to plant the letter on Yin'er. He had already done so when he was still hesitating, and he just didn't report it and acquiesced to his intentions. It's just a practice.

Yinzhen looked at his reaction, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth became wider: "Or...you are lying, the idea is actually your idea, and you are the culprit who killed the old ten?"

"...I didn't." With difficulty, Yinhu uttered these words, but Yinhu's expression at the moment was really not convincing.

Yinzhen slowly closed his eyes: "You go, I said earlier, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, even if I die, I will not ask you to accompany me."

Yinhu's body trembled slightly, all kinds of words that he wanted to say came to his lips, but seeing Yinhu's appearance, he couldn't say a word, after all, he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out slowly.

After Yinhu left, the heavy iron door of the cell was pushed open again. This time it was an eunuch who came in, followed by two guards holding trays with expressionless faces. The eunuch greeted Yinhu respectfully. Cai said: "Jiu Ye, this slave is ordered to send you on your way."

Yinzhen slowly raised his head, and his eyes glanced at the two guards behind him. One was holding a tray with a jug and a cup on it, and the other was a piece of white silk.

The eunuch said: "Poisoned wine and white silk, Jiuye, you can choose the same."

Yinzhen looked at the eunuch bowing his body and slightly lowering his head in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly.

Until the sound grew louder, his ghostly laughter began to echo in the entire cell, the eunuch trembled unconsciously, and the two guards also frowned, then he dragged the heavy shackles on his feet and got up. , walked forward slowly, took the pot of wine, closed his eyes and raised his head, and poured it all into his mouth without leaving a drop.

The eunuch raised his eyes to look at him, saw hot and humid liquid slipping past the corners of his closed eyes, sighed softly, and lowered his head again.