Do not kiss the king

Chapter 8 I Want

"Do you know who Princess Jin is?"

"A person like King Jin must be a lady of Xiangfu's family? Li Xiang? Or Wang Xiang?"

"It's not true. The king of Jin married a man from the Southern Regions, and he's also dumb."

"Are you lying to me? People from the southern regions are still dumb, and I don't even like them."

The two guards sat at the table chatting in the dark cell, not noticing that the shouts in the cell next to them stopped abruptly.

Fang Shiyun took a deep breath, his dusty face was filled with astonishment, and the back of his hand holding the stake in the cell was covered with welt marks.

"What are you doing, I still know the name, Ruan Ying."

"This Ruan family was originally an imperial merchant in the southern region. After his daughter became a princess, the Ruan family became an imperial merchant again. It is really a blessing."

The heart sank with a thump, and Fang Shiyun suddenly let out two mournful cries, shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

The two guards picked up the whip, walked to his cell, and kicked the back of his hand holding the wooden stake, but Fang Shiyun still held on firmly, with two lines of tears streaming down his face.

"Why are you crazy? Huh?"

One of the guards looked at him with disgust.

Fang Shiyun's lips trembled slightly because of the great pain, and she raised her eyes to meet the gazes of the two, unwilling and unyielding.

"Save my mother."

"She's going to die."

For so many days, he repeated these two sentences countless times, but for the first time tears filled his eyes.

The guard laughed, "What's the matter, you can only say these two sentences, right?"

"Are you here to go to jail or to enjoy the blessings? You are here to wait to die. If you die so quickly, you can suffer less. You should be lucky."

The other guard laughed out loud when he heard this, and the two laughed together. The laughter echoed in the small cell room, each sound getting harsher than the other.

Fang Shiyun clenched her fists, and slammed the hammer on the prison wall, a few lines of blood ooze from the gap between her fingers.

He stared at the two with red eyes, staring at the two men like a trapped animal, his chest trembled violently, and the sound of his roar was about to topple the roof of the prison.

"Is this the Great Xia! Is this the way the Northern Emperor governs the country!"

"What is the unification of the north and the south, what is the same treatment, it's all bullshit!"

"Your northerners are human beings, but my southerners are not human!"

The two guards frowned, and whipped Fang Shiyun's hand, and there was another bright red bloodstain on the back of the hand.

"Haven't you hit enough! You're still very strong, aren't you!"

"It seems that there is still too much food for you, go hungry, until you are too hungry to speak!"

After the guard finished speaking, he left with a cold snort. Another guard gave him a sidelong glance and followed.

Fang Shiyun held the wooden stake tightly, and slammed it on the ground a few times like crazy, and there were several howls from her throat, which was pitiful and compassionate.

At this time, a weak voice came from behind, calling out "Yun'er."

Fang Shiyun turned her head suddenly, and almost crawled to the side of the yellow and thin woman with handcuffs and shackles, and tremblingly held her hand, the river on her cheek was not broken.

"Yun'er, leave me alone."

"I have lived for so many years, and I am satisfied with having a husband like Cheng Gang and a son like you."

"The only regret is that I didn't get to see Yinger and you...Harmony and beauty, Qinse and harmony."

As Madam Fang said, a few tears came into her eyes, and she took back Fang Shiyun's with a trembling hand,

"That child, although he can't speak, I... like him very much..."

"If there is an afterlife... she will be my Fang family's... good wife..."

As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes and let go of his hands.

That Fang Shiyun wailed, as if wanting to vomit out all his viscera, and Fang Chenggang next to him also vomited a mouthful of blood, only Lian Junqiu who was sitting in the other corner was expressionless, sitting there like a wooden man.

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The man behind the desk slowly folded the letter paper in his hand and stuffed it into the letter paper. His deep eyes showed a bit of inhuman indifference, and said to the man next to him,

"You bring some money to the Ruan Mansion, every little servant girl will be given enough, and those who can be bribed will be killed."

"Ruan's mansion is not enough manpower, you can send people from Wang's mansion yourself."

Gu Cong nodded, and accepted the errand in response.

Chi Jinnian looked at him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "You always know how to measure, what to do, and what to ask."

"I leave this matter to you, so I can rest assured."

"Thank you, my lord." Gu Cong cupped his hands and retreated to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he met a pair of familiar and gentle eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

The little man was wearing luxurious clothes, with a white cloth wrapped around his neck, his black hair was neatly coiled, his lips were slightly parted, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

The two stood on the spot and looked at each other, but the young man finally looked away and pursed his lips tightly.

Gu Cong felt lost for a moment, but still bowed his head, saluted respectfully,

"See the princess."

Then the man passed by with elegant steps like a breeze, and stepped into the door behind him, leaving behind a burst of charming fragrance.

But he, Gu Cong, has always known how to measure.

The door was slightly closed, and the high-ranking prince inside heard a soft call, and Gu Cong also concealed his emotions and took a step forward.

"Come."

Ruan Yuan stared blankly at Chi Jinnian's outstretched hand towards him, and for some reason, a wave of warmth gushed out of his heart. He still lowered his head, but walked towards that person with honest steps.

As soon as he got close, the man grabbed him, Ruan Yuan sat directly on his lap, took a breath, but the man let himself sit as if nothing had happened, and fiddled with the writing brush on the table with the other hand.

"Grind the ink for me."

Ruan Yuan glanced at him and wanted to stand up, but the man's hands were so strong that they almost pressed him on his lap.

Ruan Yuan didn't make a sound, and obediently rubbed the ink, and heard the man say again,

"Follow me to Huajing tomorrow, and enter the palace to meet those who want to kill you."

"So that they know that you can't move."

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"What? The prince wants to take her into the palace?"

Lin Qingling stared, and dropped the silver bowl in her hand.

"You really can't leave your body, you treat her like a rare treasure!"

"I thought to get rid of her while the prince entered the palace, but the prince actually protected her like this..."

When Lin Qingling got angry, all the maids and servants in the room didn't dare to speak, they were as quiet as dumb, reminding her of the dumb girl who stepped on her head, she couldn't help feeling a little angry again.

"Hurry up and find someone to go to the Ruan Mansion, and take this time to check it out, I don't believe you can't find her braids!"

Lin Qingling pulled the arm of the maid next to her, and watched the maid run away, feeling a little relieved.

She didn't know that someone had already arrived first, and the Ruan Mansion was also full of blood, and many short-lived people were dragged out.

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"Ying'er, come here."

Madam Fang stood under the eaves and waved to them.

Fang Shiyun was squatting beside him, holding an oil-paper umbrella for him, and there was a little wild cat rolling in the mud at his feet. Ruan Yuan turned his head and smiled at the gentle person.

It was drizzling, the two children stood up, Ruan Yuan held the hem of the skirt, Fang Shiyun took his hand, and helped him to the verandah, Mistress Fang scooped up a round wine ball with a spoon, and handed it to Ruan Yuan's mouth side.

Ruan Yuan opened his mouth to take it in, a refreshing sweetness silently melted in his mouth.

Mistress Fang looked at him with loving and reluctance in her eyes, Ruan Yuan didn't understand at once.

"Yinger."

She called his name softly, as elegant as a spring breeze.

"In your next life, you will enter our Fang family and be the young mistress of the Fang family."

Madam Fang rubbed his head, Ruan Yuan was stunned for a moment, a burst of unresolved sadness suddenly exploded in his chest, and his blood poured out.

He watched Mistress Fang turn around, walked towards the end of the veranda, reached out to grab her clothes, and wanted to shout, but forgot that he was a mute.

Turning her head again, Fang Shiyun had already closed the umbrella, and did not turn her head to follow the steps of the mistress above. Ruan Yuan stepped forward, but her skirt was so long that she stumbled.

"Come back! Come back—!"

Ruan Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and fell straight onto Chi Jinnian's lap.

The trembling in his chest hadn't subsided, and it took him a while to realize that his hand was tightly grasped by a big hand, and he raised his eyes to meet a familiar deep gaze.

Falling asleep in the carriage, somehow fell asleep on this man's lap, Ruan Yuan put away his turbulent emotions and sat up, and found that his body was covered with a thick fur coat.

He moved a little to the other side, memories of the Fang family haunting his chest, hammering his heart ache, and hammering him to look at that person with a little more unfamiliar eyes.

Chi Jinnian seemed to be aware of his defense, and stretched out a hand suddenly, wrapping him with his coat in his arms, not allowing him to struggle.

"You're having a nightmare."

He pinched Ruan Yuan's chin with one hand, raised the man's face to meet his gaze,

"From now on, don't dream of that person again."

"I can't even think about it."

"When you enter the palace, from head to toe, from inside to outside, it's all mine."

Chi Jinnian suddenly poked Ruan Yuan's heart with his index finger, his eyes were full of warnings, but not as scary as usual,

"I want you, and I want your heart."

Ruan Yuan lowered his eyes and turned his face sideways, disgusted by this man's domineering behavior, but somehow felt that he was like a child.

The carriage returned to silence, and the bodies of the two were still close to each other.

The memories about Fang Shiyun took root, but another tree grew quietly, quietly, even he didn't notice it.

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The author has something to say:

Ruan Yuan: "I think Chi Jinnian is quite sick."

Chi Jinnian: "..." [a little sad]

Ruan Yuan: "But he is very kind to me." [Thinking]

Chi Jinnian: "..." [Laughing inwardly]

Fang Shiyun [roaring]: "Northern people are not good people!"

Chi Jinnian [draws the sword]

Ruan Yuan: "Did the lord hear anything just now?"

Chi Jinnian: "No." [Frankly]