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Two days later, the young man arrived at the pier of Pingyang City. The pier was very lively.

"Help, come, help!..."

On the other side of the pier, a child splashed in the water to ask for help. The young man was about to go into the water, but a figure on the boat moored here jumped into the water before him and swam over. It was Taoman.

Taoman swam over to carry the child on his back and sent him to the shore, where the people on the shore cheered.

"Good man, really good man!"

"Yeah yeah……"

"Good man, thank you!"

"Hey hey, you're welcome, thank you everyone~"

Taoman waved to everyone, and plunged into the water to swim back to the pier, but he was almost there, but he was stuck in the middle of the river.The soles of his feet twitched, he must have gotten into the water without being fully prepared just now.

Taoman struggled to push the water surface with his hands, trying to move forward a bit, but his legs just couldn't move... Gradually, he sank into the water.

The river water poured into the ears, nose and mouth from all directions, and Taoman gradually became exhausted, sinking like a stone.

Is he going to die in this unknown river in Pingyang City?No, he doesn't want to die, Cui Mian and Wenjun are still waiting for him to go back...

But there is no way to replace the breath held in the lungs,

Cui Mian...

Wen Jun...

I, Taoman, will die today...

Just when Taoman was about to give up completely, his lips were touched by something soft, and a few mouthfuls of fresh air suddenly appeared in his lungs. In a daze, a figure could be seen grabbing his belt, wrapping around his waist and floating up,

The surroundings gradually brightened up, it was the sunlight shining into the water, and Taoman mistakenly thought it was the paradise after death.It wasn't until the two left the water that the softness left Taoman's lips.

"Huh—huh—" Taoman took a few deep breaths before making sure that he really came back from the gate of hell.

"Not heaven? I'm not dead!"

When Taoman regained consciousness and wanted to look for the figure who saved him, he saw the figure in the Taoist uniform gradually receding in the crowd.

After unloading, the ship returned to the capital.Taoman was lying on the deck, the scenery on both sides receded behind him, and the sky was full of white clouds. At this pleasant time, Taoman couldn't help but reminded Taoman of the poem recited by Wen Jun, "The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will be empty for thousands of years. Yoyo", he didn't understand what it meant, only the white clouds in his eyes were real.

It's good to be alive.Taoman was thinking like this, but his hand touched his lips involuntarily, it was a little hot, a strange feeling, a bit like a kind of candy that could pull out a lot of silk that he ate when he was wandering, it melted in the mouth, sweet and lingering.

That person... Forget it, don't think about it anymore, I must tell Cui Mian about the heroic deeds that I almost sacrificed.

However, during the two days Taoman left, the capital was not peaceful.

Ever since Qi Ye came that day, Cui Mian felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart, and as the five-day deadline approached, the premonition of uneasiness became stronger.

A few days later, a group of officers and soldiers came aggressively.

The officers and soldiers in the lead held a stack of papers apparently torn from the wall, which was the portrait of Cui Mian posted in various teahouses and restaurants.

The officers and soldiers pointed at Wen Jun, "Did you draw this?"

"Yes."

"Painting and selling □□ paintings privately, ruining the atmosphere of the capital. Take them away." Several soldiers came to arrest Wen Jun and escorted him outside.

Cui Mian wanted to chase, but was stopped by many people.

He felt hatred in his heart: "Heh~ the □□ thing. Where is the □□ in the painting? It turns out that I am the □□ itself, why didn't you arrest me, and arrested me too!"

"Oh, Beauty Cui, we dare not touch you. King Ye has told you to go to Prince Ye's mansion in person."

In front of Prince Ye's mansion, two servants came out to light the lamps.

Cui Mian knelt for four whole hours from daytime to dusk.

Qi Ye was finally willing to accept his request to see him, the familiar corridor, the familiar Prince Ye's mansion, the familiar room and the person in front of him who seemed unfamiliar.

"Cui Mian pays homage to King Ye."

Qi Ye rubbed Cui Mian's face lightly with his fingers, "Mian'er, you look thinner."

"I also ask King Ye to raise your hand high and let Wen Jun go."

"Mian'er, the siyiku in the palace has brought in new cloth again, I will pick some for you later."

"I would also like to ask Ye Wang to release the text..."

"Crack..." The teacup fell to the ground,

Before Cui Mian finished speaking, Qi Ye pressed down on his shoulder, and Cui Mian knelt directly on the broken porcelain,

"Oh, a poor life, is it worth you to fall out with me? You still hate me for giving you to King You? King You is not good at this, and will let you go in a few days, but that poor scholar Come out and do something bad."

Cui Mian's heart became cold again and again, "I also ask Ye Wang to let Wen Jun go."

Very good, seeing Cui Mian's stubbornness, Qi Ye was even more angry, but there was a smile on his face, he pointed to the two exquisitely crafted small porcelain bottles on the table,

"Here, there is a bottle of Chunxiaosan and a bottle of Heartbroken Heart. You choose one bottle, and I will send the other bottle to the scholar in the prison. Don't worry, Heartbroken Heartbreak is not a drug, but a rare wine that is paid tribute to the court every year."

Cui Mian looked at the two porcelain vases and reached out to choose.

"It's good that you are willing to do this for him."

……

"Look at me," pa—

A slap slapped Cui Mian who was facing sideways, Qi Ye stared at those beautiful peach eyes, there was a emptiness and silence inside, no, his eyes were not like this before, he was the only one in those beautiful eyes.

"Damn!"

Cui Mian actually knows that no matter how he chooses, Qi Ye will not let him go, the feeling of being a mermaid is really miserable.

With his hands restrained, Cui Mian could only bite his lower lip, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, even under the influence of the medicine, he never let out a □□, let alone uttered a word.

……

Pain, all limbs hurt... every part of her body seemed to have been torn apart, Cui Mian was also very tired, but she couldn't wait to get out of bed,

"Hiss—" Cui Mian stood still, feeling pain in his heart, he looked at the torn clothes all over the floor,

"Give me clothes."

"In such a hurry to leave? Clothes, here, then." Following Qi Ye's fingers, there was still one intact on the ground. Seeing Cui Mian hesitated,

"Of course I don't mind if you go back naked." It seems that he won't give him other clothes.

"I hope King Ye will keep his word."

Qi Ye sneered: "Of course I mean what I say."

Cui Mian picked up her clothes and put them on, deliberately pretending to walk smoothly and walked out of Prince Ye's mansion.

Outside, it was already dark, with no stars, only a bright moon hanging high.In the night, under the moonlight, under the cold wind, a man was holding on to the wall of the houses along the road in a very strange posture. His legs were trembling, and he was walking step by step, his posture was really funny.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Cui Mian finally made it back to the west of the city.

There was a man sitting in front of the gate of the small house, wearing a coat, with a lantern beside him, the candlelight was weak, he must have been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Cui Mian, the man stood up, "You are back."

It was Wenjun, Cui Mian held the wall with one hand, somewhat surprised.

After being surprised, Cui Mian understood everything after thinking about it in her heart.Qi Ye wanted him to wear his clothes on purpose, and wanted him to appear in front of Wen Jun in such a state of embarrassment.

"Wen Jun...isn't it..."

"Blow it, it won't hurt anymore." Under the moonlight, the palm print on Cui Mian's face was still clear, and Wen Jun exhaled there distressed.

"Xiao Mian, I'm sorry."

Wen Jun hugged her body tightly, Cui Mian finally dared to let her hands leave the wall, and pressed her whole body on Wen Jun.Leaving her body in the air, Cui Mian was carried in by Wen Jun.Cui Mian was exhausted, otherwise he would have smelled a strange smell from Wen Jun.

On the bed, the flesh was covered by the fine clothes, and it was full of scars.

Wen Jun's heart trembled a few times.He fetched warm water, wiped it gently, and dealt with the blood.

"Don't hold back, just call out if it hurts." Cui Mian only asked Wen Jun to clean up, and fell asleep at some point.

After Cui Mian was settled, Wen Jun finally felt relieved and took a bath when he was free.

"hiss--"

Wen Jun gently sat down in the barrel, he was actually in pain too.A few hours ago, King Ye also asked him to make a choice in the prison. With his left hand, Chun Xiaosan, and his right hand, Wen Jun glanced at the wolf dog waiting to go out outside the prison door, and stretched out his hand tremblingly. go out……

Today, King Ye taught him a lesson viciously—the straw sandals in the market should not compete with the king's power!

There is nothing more powerless than waiting for Cui Mian to come back, but he has nothing to do.Wenjun remembered that when he was eight years old, a natural disaster took the lives of his parents, and he felt that way when he saw the two white cloths covering the dead body in front of the lobby.

But is kingship heaven?The fist in the water clenched unconsciously.

That night, Wen Jun no longer slept with his back on his back, but met Cui Mian and held him in his arms.

In the darkness, Wen Jun took Cui Mian's hand and put it on his chest,

The hand on the chest moved twice, and there was silence in the darkness, only the sound of even breathing responded to Wenjun