How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 122 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (44)

   Wen Xien patted his shoulder comfortingly, and said softly, "Go back first, it's cold outside."

  Rong Yiqing shook his head, even though he was scared now, he still obediently tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes, "Fourth brother, let's go together, the prince is so fierce, let's ignore him."

  The boy with picturesque eyebrows insisted and gently pulled down Rong Yiqing's hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and said softly, "Xiao Jiu is obedient, fourth brother will find you right away."

   "No." Rong Yiqing frowned and pursed his mouth tightly, "Fourth brother, it hurts here."

   He showed a pitiful appearance of his still bruised and bruised neck, "I don't want fourth brother to be in such pain."

  [Wen Xien hehe: I think you want to strangle me directly. ]

  [The system reads out affectionately: People are mortal, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. ]

  [Wen Xien: ... there is a kind of you who die and show me! ]

  [System: slightly. ]

  Rong Yiqing thought that the boy would be shaken to some extent. He deliberately did not rub the medicine on his neck, and even made the wound on his neck more and more serious, hoping that Wen Xien could make the relationship between her and the prince a little stiffer.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the boy's face turned cold, and Rong Yiqing's hand hidden in his sleeve slowly tightened, his sharp fingernails digging into his flesh, making him start to feel tight and painful. Nerves slow.

   Sure enough, he can't be compared with the prince anyway?

  The prince almost killed him, and the fourth brother just didn't see the prince, but in his last life he just contradicted the prince, and he was tortured for half his life.

   Fourth brother, is your heart biased?

  Rong Yiqing's soft almond eyes were hazy with mist, he shook his head and sobbed, "I'm sorry fourth brother, I shouldn't have said that to the prince, he is the emperor's brother after all, so pinching me may have been just impulsive."

   Wen Xien just ended an unpleasant conversation with the system when he saw Rong Yiqing sobbing intermittently, and he called the fourth brother sadly.

  [Wen Xien: His acting skills are as good as mine. ]

  [System: Silly boy, how can his acting skills compare to you? ]

  [Wen Xien said happily: Do you think I'm better than him too! ]

  [The system is very kind: That's not it, acting like you, playing a dog like a dog, playing a pig like a pig, how can he compare with you, people still want to be ashamed. ]

  [Wen Xien: ...Go away! ]

  Wen Xien tidyed up the snow-white cloak for Rong Yiqing, the long eyelashes became cold, and the arrogance of the eyebrows looked even more distant.

   Only by touching his fingers did Rong Yiqing feel that this person was right in front of him, not a fairy in the clouds.

   Even if he was an immortal, he would try his best to pull the boy down from the altar.

   dirty her, destroy her...

   "Xiao Jiu, you have to be good and go back."

   These words reminded Rong Yiqing that the young man in the previous life proudly raised his chin with his toes, because he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to escape from this palace, he wanted to stay away from everything here.

   But he was caught easily by the young man. He was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment like a dog. The boy with arrogant and beautiful eyes like a fairy, pinched his head fiercely with his feet.

   "Xiao Jiu, why are you so rude?"

  's moving and gorgeous voice made Rong Yiqing tremble with fear.

  Rong Yiqing thought that memory would be blurred.

   But no, he was too naive.

   Once it exists, it is like a rotten seed planted in Rong Yiqing's body.

   It grows bigger and bigger over time, takes root, sprouts, leaves, blossoms, bears fruit. Slowly began to occupy his entire body, screaming and ramming in his body, and finally made him stink and rot.

   Wen Xien asked the **** to bring Rong Yiqing back to the bedroom.

  Rong Yiqing, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head. There seemed to be a black mist in the depths of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved, "Fourth Brother...I'm very good."

   That beautiful face with tear stains suddenly looked a little terrifying when he smiled.

  Wen Xien's heart skipped a beat when she looked at him like this, but on the surface she still looked calm and serious.

   After Rong Yiqing was taken away, Wen Xien went to see the prince surrounded by palace servants.

   Rong Yan's appearance was much haggard compared to a month ago, and now there is still obvious blue and black, it is obvious that he has not slept well recently.

   He endured his temper and didn't want to get angry with the people in Wen Xi'en Palace, so his face became darker and darker.

   Until he saw the white figure, his gloomy and irritable mood faded, and Toshiro's face showed a slightly silly smile.

   "Fourth Brother!"

   Wen Xien stopped not far from the prince, his eyes were cold, "Go out."

  Bone-piercing chills rushed towards him, like a sharp knife that had been frozen by the cold, slashing at Rong Yan's flesh, causing his teeth to tremble and his whole body to feel cold.

   He said hoarsely and helplessly, "Fourth brother... Are you really doing this to me for Rong Yiqing's sake?"

   Actually, Rong Yan didn't really remember what happened at that time. As long as he was extremely angry, he would not be able to control it and would do some extremely extreme things. He didn't even know what happened.

   He is rarely really dazzled by anger, because he knows that he can't control the demons in his heart, so he will try his best not to show his terrifying side in front of the fourth brother.

   He didn't want even the fourth brother to be afraid of him.

   Only know that since that day, the fourth brother seems to have changed.

   He heard others say that the fourth brother was so angry because he almost killed Rong Yiqing.

  Is Rong Yiqing more important than him?

   The tyrannical and frenzied emotions just came out, and they were forcibly suppressed by Rong Yan. He raised his eyes and looked timidly, "Fourth brother, don't do this, I...I, I don't know why it would be like this."

   Wen Xien asked the other palace servants to retreat, and the prince immediately came to the boy's side.

   As if to please, he took out a few delicately packaged candies, "Fourth brother, eat."

  Wen Xien pushed his hand away impatiently, so he had to ask, "What do you mean by that sentence just now? You don't know what it means!"

   "Do you know that Xiao Jiu's wounds haven't healed yet!"

   "How can you be so cruel! He is the ninth brother!"

   The candy in his hand was not steady, and all fell to the ground.

Every word    said by the young man made Rong Yan feel an overwhelming suffocation, as if the cold wind was wrapping him around him.

  Rong Yan squatted down and picked up the candy that had fallen on the ground. There was thick snow on the ground, and the delicate packaging was soiled.

   He cherished and carefully wiped the snow stains on the sugar with his sleeve.

  Rong Yan got up, lowered his head and carefully opened the delicate packaging, revealing the candy inside.

Hahaha

   (end of this chapter)