Prince Wanted

Chapter 1

After Gun's death, the miasma that permeated around Yushan all the year round also gradually subsided, and the old appearance of Yingsong Red and Green was restored.

The black stream is clear, and the dead trees are in spring.

By the well, Shun rebuilt a simple potter's wheel with freshly cut wood.Shun, who had never done such things before, was born with his pale lips slightly pursed, his black and white eyes staring at the wooden frame and the ropes, which were stubbornly tied to the axle one by one.

After the rope was wrapped, Shun sat by the well with an indifferent expression.

There were countless red marks on his white palm, and he clenched his palm tightly as if masochistic, and the piercing pain flowed through his blood and reached his heart.

Clouds covered the sun, Shun looked up and found that more than half of the morning had passed.

"His Royal Highness and Wu Yang want to come to see me, so they have to cook first." Shun was like an unconscious puppet doll, and his skin was frighteningly pale, so he lost a bit of vitality and became more delicate.

After talking to himself, Shun got up and walked to the stove behind Tianyun Building.

……

A dark figure came to the well. He looked at the simple pulley and put one hand on it. Then he looked at the slender figure going away. He smiled faintly, "Idiot, don't clean the kitchen and prepare firewood. What do you cook?"

……

Shun came to the kitchen, which had not been used for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust. Shun caressed the stove, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Still exactly the same as before.

The stove, pots, and bowls in the kitchen are the same as before, and even the placement is the same as before.

Shun came to the well again. He shook the pulley, picked up a bucket of clean well water, and wiped the small kitchen clean with a rag. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat. The white clothes are dirty, and the kitchen is cleaned carefully.

At this time, it was getting closer to noon.

Shun was about to cook, but found that there was no rice or firewood, what would he cook?

He smiled wryly.

In the past, he always opened his mouth to eat, and his food was taken care of by slaves. When he was controlled by Gun, he didn't do anything.

Shun picked up the bow at the door and walked out of the house.

……

"I've poisoned this place with poisonous miasma, and now there are barriers to isolate the world. Prey within a radius of five hundred miles cannot be eaten. Do you want to poison yourself to death?" The person hiding behind the house sighed.

……

Shun's arrow skills were very accurate, but accuracy alone was useless, and there was no prey around here. He remembered that when he was captured by Gun, he saw a few living things.

It was getting closer and closer to noon when His Highness and Wu Yang would be entertained.

Shun's nerves were tense all the time, he thought to himself, could it be that his hunting level has dropped?

"Rinse."

Shun's pupils shrank, and he followed the direction of solidarity vigilantly. A rabbit with red eyes and white hair poked its head out of the grass.

The rabbit was very fat, and its hair was as white as Shun's clothes. It was not afraid of strangers at all. It squatted on the spot with three lips, biting a mouthful of tender grass and chewing slowly, without putting its eyes on Shun at all.

Shun bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming the arrow point at the rabbit's body, the string was stretched more and more full by him.

When the limit was exceeded, the bowstring gave out a low and piercing alarm sound, as if it was about to burst in an instant.

Shun drew his bow.

"Why are you here by yourself?" Shun walked up to the rabbit and held the rabbit in his hand.

The white rabbit was still munching on the tender grass, looking at Shun with bright red eyes.

Shun held it in his arms and stroked its white hair, "The hares in the mountains and forests are very alert. If anyone approaches, they will run away immediately. Why don't you run away?"

He has been asleep for 800 years, and in conversion, he "died" in the Song Dynasty in the human world, but in ancient times, something deeply ingrained in his mind made him puzzled.

The rabbit seemed to feel another warm body, the man's movements were still so gentle, it leaned into Shun's arms.

The corner of Shun's mouth slightly curved, and he said, "Are you lost too? You just want to be my company."

……

"I can't bear to attack a rabbit. When the sword pierced my heart, I was so heartless." Behind the tree, a tall and tall man punched the tree.

The branches vibrated, and a few leaves scattered and scattered.

……

Suddenly, Shun felt movement not far away, and he looked up.

The yellowed leaves fell without wind, slowly falling to the ground, and beside the tree, a black shadow flashed away.

Shun stared blankly at the direction behind the tree trunk, and after a long time, he laughed at himself, with pitiful loneliness in his eyes, "I miss him so much?"

Not only that, Shun also picked up a oil bottle, but fortunately, the oil bottle only ate grass, not human food.

At first glance, he was quickly fattened up by artificial feed. He has been with human beings for a long time since he was a child. He looked on at the world with a calm face. He didn’t know what evil he had fallen into. Grass.

There is nothing in the kitchen, it seems that this meal will not be invited.

Shun called a messenger bird, and the messenger bird pecked Shun's fingertips affectionately, as if begging for caress.

"I would like to trouble you to run for me and tell His Highness and Wu Yang that there is nothing in the house and I cannot entertain you. I am really guilty." Shun's voice was like the splash of a clear stream, and there was more peace between the gentleness and tactfulness.

The messenger bird closed its eyes, rubbed against Shun's palm in enjoyment, then raised its head and chirped a few times, then spread its wings and flew away.

Shun looked in the direction of the messenger bird and lost his mind.

No matter how dazzling the sun was, it couldn't warm Shun. His complexion was as pale as jade, and at first glance he had the illusion of disappearing.

Shun went back to the room alone.

The artificially bred big fat rabbit stared at Shun, kicked back with its hind legs, jumped up and down and chased after Shun.

But within two steps, the big fat rabbit couldn't move on the spot.

The black shadow who had been hiding in the dark picked up the rabbit ears, "What are you doing? I didn't even touch him, yet you dared to hug him twice."

The big fat rabbit looked indifferent.

Hei Ying swung the rabbit around and said viciously, "Do you want to become a fresh pepper rabbit?"

The Big Fat Rabbit's ice and snow finally melted, his shoulders shrugged, and his red eyes, which had been pretending to be indifferent, became cowering.

"Humph."

Hei Ying threw away Fat Rabbit, walked swiftly with his straight long legs, and followed the house in two steps.

Shun sat blankly in front of the desk. He touched the table top meticulously. It was not like modern times. The table top was polished and smooth. Instead, it was built with simple wood, and even some burrs were not cleaned.

"Hiss." Shun whispered.

Because he looked too carefully, he didn't notice the burrs on the surface, and the sharp wooden thorns pierced into the pulp of his fingers.

Blood flowed down the white and clear fingertips.

Shun didn't stop the bleeding immediately, and the original scratches on his hands were left untreated, and with this wound, he looked a little embarrassed.

"Aren't you in a thousand times more pain than I am now?" Shun stared at his hand, then clenched it as if he was masochistic, and the sharp wooden thorn hit another three points.

Clenching his fists tightly, Shun competed with himself, making the wooden thorns pierce deeper and deeper. In the end, there was no purchase limit. He stood up and rummaged around the house, and finally found a dagger in a familiar place.

"Feeling the same pain as you, we can get closer." Shun clenched the dagger in his right hand, and he slid the knife across his palm!

However, the blade did not slide to the palm of the hand, and the blade deviated from the direction, and it bounced and flew far away to the corner of the wall.

"Who's there?" Shun ran out of the house. He got up and ran out of the room. Near Yunlou? !

The second floor is empty.

Shun propped himself on the window sill, staring blankly at the downstairs.

He didn't eat lunch, His Highness and Wu Yang didn't come to Yushan either, Shun was suffering from hunger, he hadn't eaten anything real since Gun's death.

Shun clutched his stomach, and looked around the room. There was no utensil to hold water, and he had no energy. Instead of going downstairs, he went to the bed and lay down.

"Can I see you in my dream?" Shun looked at the bed curtain dimly, his vision became more and more blurred, and he gradually lost consciousness.

……

The sky outside the house was still very bright, about just after lunch time.

Hei Ying came up from downstairs, his steps were as light as walking in the clouds, but as steady as Mount Tai, when he approached Shun's bedside, he didn't even make a single extraneous sound.

Shun's injured hand was spread out on the bed, and just as the black shadow touched that hand, his eyebrows sank, and he reached out to touch Shun's forehead, the scorching heat almost scorched his palm.

Heiying turned and went downstairs, the footsteps were loud enough to wake up Shun who was sleeping.

Shun opened his eyes with difficulty. He looked at the black shadow half consciously and half consciously, and his eye sockets instantly became moist.

Hei Ying ignored him, picked up a elixir and put it into Shun's mouth, and then took it with warm water, letting Shun swallow the medicine.

Shun's tears were like beans, and big drops fell down.

Hei Ying acted as if he didn't see it, and handled Shun's hand. Even so, his movements were as gentle as if he were treating a fragile porcelain doll, and he hardly hurt Shun when he picked the prick.

After bandaging his bruised hands, Heiying got up to leave, but Shun got up and grabbed the hem of his clothes with all his strength.

"Don't go." Shun's lips trembled, his black and white eyes were full of pleading.

Hearing this, Sombra turned around.

The corners of Gun's eyes hang more than ordinary people, his eyebrows are black and thick, his nose is high, his lips are thin, and he has a handsome but wicked appearance.

He smiled inexplicably.

Shun clenched his fists tightly and tightly gripped Gun's clothes. He was so excited that he even started to have difficulty breathing.He tried to calm down his breathing, and squeezed out a few words from his throat: "The last thing in my life is that after the sword pierced your heart, I didn't kill myself..."

"If you want to leave this time, take me away." Shun could barely pronounce the last few words, and it was difficult for him to speak clearly, instead of disappearing into the crying.

As soon as the words fell, Shun felt his wrist sink.

Gun grabbed him and was pulling his hand out.

Shun's fingertips were peeling off Gun's clothes little by little, he opened his eyes wide, fear and sadness occupied his heart, he tried his best to fight against it, until the last bit of the clothes slipped from his fingers.

"Do not……"

There was still a word in Shun's mouth, and then he was hugged by a tall and warm body. He whimpered and swallowed the last, and said in a hoarse voice: "You finally came to pick me up."

The author has something to say:

LOL goblins are broadcasting Chinese team games recently. .I'm sinking, I swear, this week is over!

A little angel raised a BUG, ​​I changed a little bit, there is indeed a problem~