Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Chapter 30 Candied Fruit He has a heart disease and will be frightened.

Yan Xingyu had a nightmare all night because of the sudden "cure" of Yu's breath.

In the dream, the room was still dark, except for a small lamp burning not far away.

The beautiful woman in plain clothes held a bowl of medicine in her hand and coaxed him softly, her voice seemed to come from the sky: "Drink the medicine and you won't feel bad."

The little Yan Xingyu's cheeks were flushed, his hands and neck were covered with bloodstains from scratching, he blinked, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mother, Xingyu is not uncomfortable. Don't blame that brother, I want to eat Poria cocos cake myself. "

Mrs. Yan was slightly startled, and suddenly burst into tears. She didn't speak, and coaxed Yan Xingyu to drink the medicine.

After drinking, Madam Yan asked softly, "Does Xing Yu want to eat candied fruit?"

Yan Xingyu's eyes lit up, and he tugged on Mrs. Yan's sleeves coquettishly: "I want to eat, thank you mother."

Madam Yan shook her hands and fed him a candied fruit.

Yan Xingyu ate happily, and when he was about to speak, he felt his mother suddenly hug him gently in her arms.

The embrace was still warm, with a faint fragrance of rouge, Yan Xingyu liked this reassuring feeling very much, and rubbed against her shoulder relyingly.

Until, a hand suddenly covered his mouth and nose.

Yan Xingyu's eyes widened suddenly.

Madam Yan's embrace gradually tightened, tightly trapping Yan Xingyu's thin body in her arms, and the hand covering his mouth and nose became even stronger, as if trying to strangle him to death in her arms.

Yan Xingyu struggled violently twice, unintentionally ruffled Mrs. Yan's hair, and a hairpin fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Madam Yan was trembling all over, she murmured: "Why do you want to live? I beg you to die soon."

Yan Xingyu's eyes were a little dazed, he couldn't understand what his mother said, and there was a buzzing in his ears, which almost made him breathless.

Xiao Xingyu was confused and thought: "Is it because I ate expensive candied fruit?"

He struggled to pull on his mother's sleeve, wanting to tell her that he would never eat candied fruit again, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hand, he could only feel his breathing weakening gradually.

Yan Xingyu still doesn't know why his mother wanted to kill him, but the fear of dying mixed with the fragrance of the woman's rouge is deep in his mind, every time he gets close to a woman, he will unconsciously have difficulty breathing, as if he has experienced being raped again. Despair that almost kills people.

In the dream, the woman with the fragrance of rouge still trapped him tightly, preventing him from breaking free.

Yan Xingyu felt that there seemed to be hot tears dripping from his neck, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

In a daze, it seemed that someone was shaking himself.

Yan Xingyu took a sharp breath and opened his eyes in a daze.

Waking up from the nightmare, his eyes were absent-minded, and he couldn't exert any strength in his body, as if he was still immersed in the hug to hell.

Suddenly, a hand gently lifted him up, and then he fell into an embrace full of ice and snow.

Yan Xingyu's eyes slowly widened.

The man gently hugged him, stretched out his hand to caress his back, and whispered something in his ear, but Yan Xingyu's ear was full of buzzing, and he couldn't hear it clearly. Slowly heard.

"Little deer da da da, ran to the sleeping nest, no longer afraid of the wind and rain."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

He raised his head slowly, his beautiful eyes covered with mist met Jing Hanzhang who just lowered his eyes.

Jing Hanzhang was still singing the tune-changed nursery rhyme, when he looked down and saw that Yan Xingyu seemed to be awake, he suddenly froze for some reason.

The two looked at each other.

Ever since he was a child, Yan Xingyu has extremely disliked such a close hug with people, even the national teacher can't embrace him like this when he is awake.

But now that Jing Hanzhang was hugging him tightly, Yan Xingyu felt an unspeakable warmth, wishing he could hug him even tighter, tighter.

Yan Xingyu gently stretched out his hand to grab Jing Hanzhang's lapel, and murmured: "Your Highness..."

Jing Hanzhang blushed instantly, and immediately pushed Yan Xingyu like throwing a hot potato, and he pulled back.

Yan Xingyu was pushed away unexpectedly and almost fell on the couch, he looked up at him in a daze.

Jing Hanzhang was a little at a loss, but he still insisted on His Highness's aura. He was used to being arrogant and domineering. He often used violent anger to hide his embarrassment, and immediately said angrily: "Don't get me wrong! Ben, Your Highness doesn't have broken sleeves!" fetish!"

Yan Xingyu tilted his head, showing a confused expression.

"I'm just..." Jing Hanzhang was angry and faltered, "I just saw you having nightmares, struggling all the time, me, me, me... when I had nightmares, my mother and concubine used to comfort me like this, I... "

He was inexplicably ashamed by Yan Xingyu, and he found that no matter how he explained, he seemed to be suspected of deliberately taking advantage, so the villain could only complain first, and said angrily: "You pulled my sleeve on purpose! You are a big man, why are you pulling my sleeves? Like a girl!?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Jing Hanzhang finally found an excuse for his abnormality, took a deep breath, and gained confidence: "Yes, it's you, and it's all your fault. Your Highness is right, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yan Xingyu was silent.

Jing Hanzhang hummed heavily, picked up the clothes at the side and threw them at Yan Xingyu's side, and said fiercely with a blushing face, "Get up, I'll take you out."

Yan Xingyu tore his clothes indiscriminately, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, I may have to wait a while before I can get up."

Jing Hanzhang pretended to be impatient and said, "Why? What's the matter with you?"

Yan Xingyu said: "You said my little girl, now I'm going to get angry for a while."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang asked incredulously, "Are you angry with me?"

Yan Xingyu nodded.

Jing Hanzhang said furiously: "I am His Highness the Seventh Prince! Only the emperor can be angry with me in this world! You..."

Yan Xingyu frowned at his roar, and silently covered his heart.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang's angry questioning stopped abruptly, and he almost choked on blood.

Jing Hanzhang was so angry that he didn't know whether he was angry with Yan Xingyu or himself. He took several deep breaths before walking over awkwardly and said, "You, your heart hurts?"

Yan Xingyu covered his chest lightly, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, I just want to pretend to be sick, and let His Highness hug me again."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang stared at him in disbelief, shaking his lips and said with difficulty: "Do you know what you just said?"

Yan Xingyu rarely lies on purpose, even if he pretends to be sick, he will directly say: "I know."

Jing Hanzhang said angrily: "You know how dare you pretend to be sick in front of me?!"

Yan Xingyu glanced at him secretly, then lowered his eyes again, and said in a low voice, "I just want His Highness to hug me again."

Jing Hanzhang...Jing Hanzhang has never seen a person like Yan Xingyu, who is so vicious that he kills people without blinking an eye, but on weekdays he looks harmless to the extreme, even pretending to be sick and trying to hug him without blinking his eyes Say it with a wink.

Are you... not ashamed? !

Embarrassed and angry, Jing Hanzhang just shook his hands and left, leaving a sentence: "My Highness is not so kind, please carry yourself."

It's not broken sleeves, why hug? !

Yan Xingyu sat on the couch, staring blankly at the tangled bead curtains, and did not move for a long time.

He lowered his sad eyes and gently rubbed his aching heart from the nightmare.

Yan Xingyu said in a low voice: "I'm used to the pain, I don't hurt. I don't need him to hug me..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt a person rushing in with the bamboo curtain lifted.

Yan Xingyu, who was still comforting himself, looked up in a daze, and saw Jing Hanzhang rushing in with a flushed face, and gave him a hug aggressively.

Yan Xingyu was stunned.

Just now Jing Hanzhang kicked the snow several times outside in a fit of rage, his whole body was full of the cold breath of ice and snow, his heart was beating extremely fast, but he still pretended to be impatient, humming in a low voice: "Just a moment!" Ah, just give it a hug and you'll calm down, it's agreed."

Yan Xingyu was stunned for a long time, then nodded slightly, sniffing the smell almost greedily, the scent of rouge that had been lingering in his mind, which made him fear, disappeared without a sound.

Yan Xingyu didn't ask too much, he just hugged him once, and quickly pulled his body away, gently tugged at his sleeve, and murmured softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang let him go abruptly, this time he didn't dare to push, he stared into his eyes cautiously like a porcelain vase, and said fiercely: "Your Highness is not a broken sleeve, remember? I just don't want to You're angry for wasting time."

He thought for a while, and added another sentence without momentum: "Hmph!"

Yan Xingyu nodded: "I remember."

Then he asked curiously: "What is a broken sleeve?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang stared at him in disbelief, if Yan Xingyu's eyes were not full of false doubts, he would have thought that this person was deliberately humiliating himself.

He asked strangely: "You don't know?"

Yan Xingyu shook his head.

Jing Hanzhang didn't believe it: "Didn't you read so many books, you are rich and knowledgeable?"

Yan Xingyu looked at him in surprise: "Are these things written in the book?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Yan Xingyu is still young, and he has stayed in the temple for so many years, so he has no chance to get in touch with this, and the books he reads are specially selected by the national teacher, so naturally he will not be allowed to read some weird things.

He thought it was some kind of unique knowledge only in the capital city, and said, "I can learn it."

Jing Hanzhang: "?"

What to learn?Broken sleeves? !

Jing Hanzhang was a little messy, and said, "No, it's nothing, don't learn."

Yan Xingyu was full of doubts.

When he asked what a "brothel" was before, Yan Weiming seemed to have the same reaction.

Is it something strange?

Yan Xingyu made up his mind on his own, and asked Aman to help him buy a few books about these two when he came back, and came back to make up lessons.

He changed his clothes in front of Jing Hanzhang, Jing Hanzhang glanced at him inadvertently, turned his head away immediately, and said angrily, "Why do you..."

Yan Xingyu put on his clothes and looked at Jing Hanzhang suspiciously.

His Royal Highness seems to be extremely irritable today?

Soon, Yan Xingyu put on a big cloak, sat in a wheelchair with a small hand stove and was about to go out when Aman ran over and brought him a bowl of medicine.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

He thought he could get away with this morning's medicine as an excuse.

Yan Xingyu had no choice but to finish the medicine with a frown, and was pushed out by Aman.

Jing Hanzhang was waiting outside.

Yan Xingyu asked: "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Jing Hanzhang had already blown the cold wind outside for a while, and his hot cheeks also subsided, he put his arms around his arms, snorted, and said, "Didn't I say it before, I want you to investigate the matter of the Prince Regent's Mansion openly and squarely?" .”

Yan Xingyu tilted his head: "Huh?"

"Yesterday, I asked my father to hand over this matter to me." Jing Hanzhang stared down at Yan Xingyu, his tone could not hide his satisfaction, "If the matter is found out, I can leave the palace and build a mansion without being detained again. I have been studying all day in the palace."

Yan Xingyu was still very supportive: "Your Highness is amazing."

"You just follow me." Jing Hanzhang was very helpful, and said, "I am not very literate, so I am asking my father to allow you to help me investigate the case."

Yan Xingyu nodded: "Okay."

He didn't know what the emperor's plan was, but it didn't prevent him from following Jing Hanzhang.

The three of them left the prime minister's mansion, and the seventh prince's luxurious carriage was waiting at the door.

Aman looked at it and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, may your carriage allow a wheelchair to slide on it?"

Jing Hanzhang snorted: "My Highness is not pretending to be lame, what do you want that thing for?"

Aman: "Then my son..."

Jing Hanzhang gave a "tsk", lowered his head and said to Yan Xingyu, "Hold me tight."

Before Yan Xingyu could react, Jing Hanzhang lifted him horizontally from the wheelchair, his clothes fluttered, and Yan Xingyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder.

Jing Hanzhang hugged him, bent over and stepped into the carriage.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Aman: "..."

Aman was stunned.

Jing Hanzhang opened the curtain and said to Aman, "Put the wheelchair to the back."

After all, throw the curtain.

Aman was stunned for a long time before hurriedly moving the wheelchair.

In the carriage, Yan Xingyu was sitting by the window, looking at Jing Hanzhang with soft eyes like glass beads.

Jing Hanzhang sat across from him with his legs crossed, took out a box from a small cabinet beside him, and asked casually, "Have you taken your medicine in the morning?"

Yan Xingyu nodded.

Jing Hanzhang lifted the lid of the box and showed Yan Xingyu the various candied fruit and frosting inside.

"Want to eat?"

Because of childhood, Yan Xingyu has always been somewhat repulsive to candied fruit, but seeing Jing Hanzhang's flamboyant expression, Yan Xingyu hesitated for a moment before nodding: "I really want to eat it."

Jing Hanzhang didn't hear Yan Xingyu's perfunctory, his brows were raised, he coughed, and pushed the box to him, very generously: "Then your Highness has rewarded you, eat whatever you want."

Yan Xingyu took it over: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang swayed his toes triumphantly. At this time, the carriage was already moving. His Highness the Seventh Highness opened the curtain to pretend to look outside, but he glanced secretly at Yan Xingyu from the corner of his eye.

It seems to be watching whether he has eaten the candied fruit he gave.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

How come you act like a child?

Yan Xingyu had no choice but to pinch a piece of candied fruit and stuff it into his mouth.

Jing Hanzhang's eyes immediately drifted over, and Zhuo Zhuo looked at him.

Yan Xingyu ate until his cheeks bulged a little, he said vaguely: "It's very sweet, thank you Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang's expression became extremely joyful.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

After driving for a while, the carriage finally turned into a secluded alley. Only then did Yan Xingyu come to his senses and asked, "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Jing Hanzhang lifted the curtains: "Go to Jingzhe first and ask Yan Chenxi for the dossier."

Yan Xingyu looked out along the curtain.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and the place of Awakening Insects was right in front of my eyes.

When the Jingzhe Guard went to look for the commander, Yan Chenxi was interrogating the prisoner in the dungeon, and when he heard that His Highness the Seventh Prince had arrived, he threw the whip full of blood impatiently, and said coldly: "I have already told Your Majesty, the Seventh Highness has no idea what to do. If you don't know where the thief is, why bother?"

Even the Shocking Insect Guards couldn't find out, how could a mere ignorant and incompetent prince have the ability to find out?

In Yan Chenxi's view, Jing Hanzhang was simply making trouble for no reason.

Jing Zhewei said: "But Your Highness has already received the oral order from the Holy Master, saying that he is here to fetch the file."

Yan Chenxi was full of hostility, picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped the blood from his hand: "Give it to him, he can't understand it anyway."

Jingzhe Guard cautiously said: "Aren't you going to meet him?"

Yan Chenxi's eyes were full of coldness: "Where do I have the time to meet him? Just say I'm not free."

Wei Jingzhe had no choice but to nod his head and say yes, after thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Young Master Prime Minister is here too."

Yan Chenxi, who was wiping the bloodstains between his fingers, paused, his brows furrowed: "OK...Yan Xingyu?"

"Exactly. They said that they came to assist His Highness to assist Richard in the theft of treasures from the Prince Regent's Palace."

Yan Chenxi was stunned for a long time before throwing the handkerchief to the Jingzhe Guard, and said sharply: "Nonsense! Why is he meddling in this matter?!"

After all, I have to walk out quickly.

The Jingzhe Guard hurriedly said: "Commander Yan? Commander Yan!"

Yan Chenxi turned back impatiently: "What's the matter?"

Jingzhe Wei asked strangely: "Are you going to see His Highness Seventh?"

Who said there was no time?

Yan Chenxi misunderstood what he meant, and looked down at the blood that hadn't been wiped clean from his hands, and the extremely obvious dark blood stains on the hem of his clothes.

"Yes." Yan Shenxi said in a low voice, "You can't go like this, he has heart disease and will be frightened."

Shocking Insect Guard: "???"

Yan Chenxi turned around and went to change clothes.

Leaving the Jingzhe Guard stunned on the spot.