Prostitution

Chapter 118 "Modification" "End"

Wen Wuyu changed into the costumes of the imperial army and entered the palace with the same sound as the song.

This pretense is just a formality.What's important is the large amount of money voted out. Qu Tongyin has undoubtedly spent a lot of money for today's meeting that may not last for half an hour.

When they arrived at the gate of the private pavilion, the leader made a gesture, and the surrounding tiger troops withdrew one after another.

Qu Tongyin wanted to stay, but he could understand everything with just a look from Mr. Naiwen, so he had no choice but to walk away.

Yuan Cheng still didn't have neat attire, he looked slack, sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a book, his eyes were dull, he was basically in a daze.He also heard footsteps outside the house, but he didn't know who would come and who would go.

A figure suddenly appeared at the door.

He glanced at it casually, and the eyes seemed to come alive, shining brightly in an instant.

But it dimmed for a moment, blinked frequently, and gradually the color of fear rose in his eyes, he hurriedly turned over and lay down on the bed, strode like flying with bare feet, and urgently said in a suppressed voice,

"Who told you to come? Is it the same voice? Get out of here..."

While speaking, he was uncertain about raising his hands, and touched the silver armor in a gesture of pushing in a helpless manner.

After seeing each other for more than four years, he didn't have time to see the person clearly when he met again. The only thing he thought of was that this person couldn't appear here.

Wen Wuyu didn't know what to think, so he stood there for a while, with an unsatisfactory smile slanted on the corner of his mouth,

"Your Majesty, stay safe."

Yuan Cheng stood on the spot, still a little dazed, his eyelashes trembling slightly,

"I'm fine, and you?"

"I'm not bad either." Wen Wuyu smiled and handed him the small wine jar in his arms.

Yuan Cheng caught it in surprise for a moment, but seeing Wen Wuyu start to take off the armor on his body, he couldn't help frowning deeply,

"You shouldn't come to the capital, how can you believe Qu Tongyin's words."

Wen Wuyu took off his armor and put it aside, put on fresh clothes, stood upright, and looked at him with a vigorous smile, as if confirming his statement that he was doing well, and the clam bracelet on his wrist was faintly visible.

He looked at Yuan Cheng's hands under his thin clothes, "It's true that the prince tried to commit suicide."

Yuan Cheng saw the bracelet, looked down at his sleeves, shrank his hands,

"It's true, but it's not because of you."

Wen Wuyu turned around and closed the door, looked around for a week,

"I know. Why isn't there even a table... sit here."

The place to pick is the place where the sun is shallow.The two sat facing each other about a foot apart.

"The prince chose to commit suicide, he must have seen this world clearly."

Wen Wuyu uncorked the altar, took a sip and handed it out.

Yuan Cheng took it, and also took a sip of the wine.He was completely unprepared for Wen Wuyu's arrival, and it was difficult to guess why he came here after so many years, so he consciously listened to him in silence.

Unconsciously, my dullness has quietly faded away.

"But the prince doesn't think this method of death is too aggrieved and demeaning." Wen Wuyu continued.

"Then what do you think is a decent way to die?" Yuan Cheng asked.

"For example, being assassinated or poisoned by enemies."

When Wen Wuyu said this, he was very serious, as if he was planning for his death.

Yuan Cheng laughed dumbfounded, "What's the difference?"

"This kind of suicide by the prince, one is not to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and the other is not to help those in need. Gave a righteous name."

Yuan Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "You have to think so much about death, you really are you."

A hint of sarcasm curled up on Wen Wuyu's lips, "Your lord is still a lord, and the country is handed over, and he will protect the wrong person even to the death."

Yuan Cheng was stunned by his smile, staring at him for a moment, "What do you mean by that?"

"Who did my father die at? Is the prince planning to bring the truth into the grave?"

Wen Wuyu's breath surged slightly, and his eyes stared at him with anger.

The casual and interesting atmosphere of the talent talk instantly turned into a confrontation.

Yuan Cheng silently lowered his eyes, his brows were peaceful, and he couldn't see any waves. He seemed to understand the purpose of Wen Wuyu's visit here. After a while, he said in a low voice,

"I'm doing it for your own good. What do you use to fight him?"

Wen Wuyu sneered coldly, "For my own good, don't you think it's funny for the prince to say this? Is it really for my own good, or are you afraid that the recaptured country will be in turmoil again, and your hard work will be in vain? You are a selfish person through and through. What kindness."

Yuan Cheng raised his face, calm as yesterday, "I am not worthy, and I have already repented. But is your so-called rebellious behavior and forceful behavior from the heart? Now it seems that it is not the case. You are just a hypocrite. Its name is just a deception."

A sly light flashed in Wen Wuyu's eyes,

"What I cultivate is heart virtue, not escaping into nothingness and abandoning emotions and desires."

Yuan Cheng sneered, with mixed feelings in his heart,

"You are the most used to sophistry, you can say anything, and you are right in everything."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine jar and had a boozy meal, as if he had been deceived for a long time before he realized it, and his demeanor revealed sullenness.

Wen Wuyu waited with cold eyes, Yuan Cheng took a deep breath after drinking, his expression suddenly became sharp, and asked in a cold voice,

"What do you want?"

The confrontation of words seems to expose their ugly faces, and the nakedness is placed in front of the two, which is extremely disgusting.

At this point, the atmosphere seemed to be tense, and the gaze stabbed at the opponent without hesitation like a cold arrow.The two of them were full of malice in their hearts, and there was no trace of their former friendship.

Wen Wuyu was aggressive, "Is the prince looking for death?"

"What does it matter to you whether you die or not?" Yuan Cheng said, not in anger, but indifferently.

Wen Wuyu laughed silently, "It has a lot to do with it. I am followed by countless dead souls and fierce ghosts looking at you. Can't you smell the rancid resentment?"

Suicide is a cowardly act. Thinking about a bunch of high-sounding reasons is not just paving the way for killing him in a legitimate way.Yuan Cheng's chaotic mind of all these years was incomparably enlightened at this moment, squinting at him,

"You just say, just take my life!"

"Yes, have you been wronged?" Wen Wuyu clanged every word.

"No injustice. Many people died because of you, do you deserve it?" Yuan Cheng asked coldly.

"Who died because of me? The lord is confused, talking so nonsense."

"I'm not angry, I've never been so calm in my life. Those people in the world who broke into prisons and robbed them, their lives are not their lives?"

Yuan Cheng looked solemn, serious and serious.

Wen Wuyu let out a snort, laughed uncontrollably, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and said intermittently,

"You, how naive...Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters...They take my money, and they are ready to die. Who would do a business that loses money? Care more about gains and losses than anyone else.”

After the laughter stopped, there was a naked sarcasm in his eyes.

Yuan Cheng fiercely rolled his eyes away, and lightly clenched his fists with both hands on his knees.It's really lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot, and the pain is unspeakable.

This person's cold-blooded and arrogant side reappeared, and his meanness was still so vile and hateful!

The room was silent for a while.Wisps of sunlight wandered away silently, cut off by the wine jar, Yu Hui secretly hid the tenderness in the wine.The gloomy atmosphere is on each side, and it is heavy.

It's an atmosphere of seeing and hating each other for a while.

After Yuancheng's resurgent mood experienced short-term ups and downs, it was like a fire burning out and dying, and then raised his face, his expression became calm without wind and waves,

"Let's make a deal."

Wen Wuyu listened attentively and stared straight at him.

"I don't regret my death, but if you are not sure, don't act rashly."

"My lord is really righteous, and his extraordinary bearing is unparalleled in the world."

This was mocking him with irony, but Yuan Cheng listened to it but was worried, and said lightly,

"A person should always ask for something in life, and I have no regrets when I get what I ask for. The world will never be the world of one family. I understood this truth very early on. If you can't wait, you will sacrifice your life for your father. Revenge, I can't stop you. It's up to you to listen to the words of dying."

Wen Wuyu lowered his head slightly, his eyelids half covered, his expression not revealing his emotions, after a while he took out a small porcelain bottle and put it beside the wine jar.

Yuan Cheng, however, still had a leisurely mood. He held the porcelain bottle in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. The glaze color of the bottle body was pure white, and the inlaid patterns were chaotic and orderly. There was nothing specific, more like a totem, and the coloring was a unique blue-gray color. However, this kind of small object specially made so unique is definitely not a product of the Central Plains, and the poison it contains may be extraordinary.

It can be seen that he has been far away in the past few years, and he may have gone to a foreign domain.

"Would you like to introduce me?" Yuan Cheng was a little surprised, the little bottle was not warm in the palm of his hand.

"This poison is called Feng Qing Chi Tang, and it is no different from arsenic and crane top red."

"Sexy obsession..." Yuan Cheng repeated in a soft voice, unconsciously smiling, "It's obviously poison, but I chose a vulgar name."

Wen Wuyu also smiled, "Because the person who made this poison is also a vulgar person."

Yuan Cheng stared at it, swallowed the words again, turned into a sigh, and raised his hand to open the lid.

Wen Wuyu interrupted, "When this poison enters the throat, it will hurt the intestines for half an hour, and the five internal organs will be burned."

Yuan Cheng paused, then looked at the porcelain bottle again,

"It should be the word wrapped in the name."

After saying that, he lifted the cap of the bottle, but it was suddenly taken away.

"It's a real poison."

Wen Wuyu said as he tilted the porcelain bottle in his hand slightly, a drop of thick ink-like venom from the mouth of the bottle fell to the ground, and immediately a white smoke burst out, which dissipated in no time, leaving a faint red mark on the floor.

Looking at this scene, Yuan Cheng took back the poison without frowning, "I never doubted your determination."

"Does the prince have no last words to explain?"

Yuan Cheng was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and looked at each other, "I have no last words. I have an unfeeling request, I'm afraid you won't allow it..."

"What?" Wen Wuyu asked suspiciously.

A sneer flashed across Yuan Cheng's lips.

In his whole life, he indulged his desires when he was young and energetic, shirked responsibility when he was in chaos and finally gave up, deceived himself and others when he couldn't control himself, and was sad and cowardly when he couldn't get what he asked for. He always thought he had insight into everything, but he always overestimated himself... Facing death today, he only feels relieved and urgent, and his heart is infinitely happy. These are all manifestations of selfishness, which proves that his life is a life of failure, ugly and ugly!

And at the end of this life, he is still utterly selfish, trembling with undue begging, and pretending to be dignified and affectionate.

"Can I give you a hug?" He supported himself and stood up, stretched out a hand, his eyebrows were gentle, but he assumed a posture that could not be refused.

Wen Wuyu pursed his thin lips into a line, was stunned for a moment, and then held out his hand.

Yuan Cheng slowly hugged him into his arms.

They couldn't see each other's expressions, but they could feel each other's heartbeat, once, again, surprisingly slowly, I don't know if they were restraining something.

Wen Wuyu lowered his hands and just stood there.

"Is it really so hard to accept that the emperor is devoted to the prince wholeheartedly?"

There was a sigh beside my ear, the voice was soft and indifferent,

"I don't know, I can't answer you. I have given him what I can and what I should give. It's only when I'm tired and everyone is ungrateful."

Wen Wuyu smiled unconsciously, staring at the little warm light left on the ground.It will also run away.

After a while, the voice whispered in the ear, "All the faults are my fault, you listen to me, go as far as you can from the capital. It can be considered as an acquaintance. I sincerely hope that the rest of your life will be unrestrained and comfortable, and you will not be troubled by worldly troubles." , some people can't do it for a lifetime, why do you give up so easily."

Wen Wuyu didn't say a word.

It seems to be stubborn and never look back.

Yuancheng seemed to have done his best to obey the destiny, and didn't say anything about it.

There was a rustle behind him, and then Wen Wuyu heard a laugh, and hugged his arm tightly,

"I seem to prefer Wen Ruo, who is treacherous and mean, but...Wen Wuyu and Mr. Wen are also very..."

He was suddenly pushed away as if he hadn't finished talking.

Yuan Cheng stepped back in confusion, his stomach hurt like a twist, his internal organs seemed to be on fire, and he wished he could cut his chest open, and a fishy smell surged in his throat.

This poisonous general has just entered the mouth, and the attack is very fast.

Wen Wuyu subconsciously followed a step, but stopped on the spot, watching him collapsed completely, curled up into a ball with his face deeply buried.He might be gritting his teeth, determined not to let out a cry of pain, and didn't struggle, just curled up on the ground.

In less than half a cup of tea, Yuan Cheng was already sweating like rain all over his body, the sweat permeated his clothes, and there was a shallow layer of water stains on the ground.Suddenly he coughed, but he spat out a mouthful of blood, and a bunch of red splashed all over the ground.

Even his brain burned badly, and the pain in his whole body swallowed him like thunder, the sky was dark, and his eyes and ears were blind.

Wen Wuyu stepped forward at this moment, walked up to him, bent down, held back his strength, picked him up, walked to the door and put him down gently, and tried to make him sit up again, but gave up after several failures.He walked back, picked up the wine jar, and sprinkled the remaining three taels of wine under the window that was supposed to be full of greenery but was firmly sealed by wooden boards.

Being hugged by that hug, Yuan Cheng seemed to realize that Wen Wuyu hadn't left yet, and woke up a little. He opened his eyes slightly, but his eyes were blurred, and there was a faint figure standing far away.Suddenly, there was a flame flickering in front of the figure, shaking and falling to the ground, and a piece of flame quickly rose.

He couldn't see what it was.

The remaining sliver of consciousness supported him to turn over with difficulty, and raised his hand with difficulty, but he was really out of strength, and just touched the door panel and slid straight down.The pain seemed to intensify these few times, and the throat seemed to be tightly strangled, and it was impossible to make a sound.He couldn't breathe, and the more he gasped, his chest felt like being hammered, and the pain made him almost faint.

The silhouette of the person and the fire blend together, making the eyes full of heat.

Yuan Cheng opened his eyes without blinking, with blood flowing between his lips and teeth, as if he was on the verge of death, but he just pressed one hand against the threshold, and tapped his five fingers tirelessly.

And there was no one outside the door.

Dozens of men in black with knives appeared outside the palace.

The menacing attack seemed to forcefully break into the palace.

When the soldiers were fighting hand-to-hand, the Huben army in the mansion heard the sound and came, and the two sides fought endlessly.

Qu Tongyin's foot strength was no better than that of a warrior, and he arrived late, so he couldn't keep up with the excitement.Before the battle was in full swing, the men in black were retreating steadily, the few who were alive fled, and the dead lay scattered outside the mansion.

On that side, Xie Wancheng and Lian Qi were sitting in a tea house one mile away, speechless, for half an hour, Lian Qi looked at himself as if no one was around, and didn't even look at him.

The friendship between these two gentlemen has not progressed gratifyingly.

In the past two years when Yuancheng was under house arrest, Lian Qi couldn't find Wen Wuyu's whereabouts everywhere, and begged Xie Wancheng to let him know one or two times.Xie Wancheng is actually innocent, he only learned about Wen Wuyu's movements this year, and finally told him because he couldn't bear it.But Lian Qi was really angry and stopped interacting with him.

The man in black fled in all directions, and happened to be spotted by the two, and they rushed to the palace to find out.

It is absurd to commit crimes in black clothes in the daytime without saying anything blatantly.

Just when the group of people were as confused as falling into the clouds, someone saw thick smoke rising from the depths of the palace.

When they arrived at the cabinet, the fire was raging fiercely.

The roiling heat wave hit the face, the residual tiles broke and fell, and the fire was raging under the eaves. The raging fire inside the house could be seen through the cracks in the door, but it did not spread here.

Lian Qi rushed over and kicked the door open, a burst of sparks flew by.

Lying at the door was the unconscious Yuan Cheng.

Afterwards, Xie Wancheng rushed to carry him out of the house.

But when he looked around, he didn't see Wen Wuyu's figure, and he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly searched the house, and it seemed that someone had fallen into the fire.

He approached against the heat wave, and the fire had spread at the door, and a wall of fire blocked his sight, making it even more difficult to see the situation inside the house clearly.

He wanted to take a closer look, but was dragged back, and Lian Qi yelled at him sharply,

"You don't want to die?!"

"Where is Wuyu?" Xie Wancheng staggered and stood firm, looking at Qu Tongyin.

Qu Tongyin couldn't move, his eyes were dull, his pupils were shining brightly, he murmured and couldn't make a sound.

How does he know where Wen Wuyu is?He also hoped that what he glimpsed when the door opened was not a person but a burnt beam.

He couldn't answer.

The Huben army was divided into several teams, patrolled around the house, searched along the path, and finally found no trace of the invasion. It is impossible for a living person to disappear like this.

The only explanation - Wen Wuyu is in the room.

"Fire!" Xie Wancheng stared wide-eyed, shouting loudly at the group behind him.The burning human figure in his mind couldn't get rid of it. He couldn't believe that Wen Wuyu would sacrifice himself for a man who killed his father and enemy. It should be to throw away all worries and not care about worldly affairs, just like their master.

The whole house was engulfed in flames, sparks shot out, and waves of scorching waves spread to the surroundings.

Xie Wancheng's mind went blank, even if the fire was extinguished by the heavy rain at this moment, even if Wen Wuyu was really inside, there would be no living things left in this house.In desperation, he suddenly remembered the ancient forest, which was the only weakly fortified place in the palace, and it was also the best way to enter and leave the palace secretly.Thinking of this, he hurried to the Houfu.

Finally, all the beams of the house were burnt, the pavilion collapsed, and the fire was still burning, which was bound to razed the house to the ground.

When Yuan Qing woke up, there were many figures in front of him.After a moment of confusion, he sat up suddenly.

The imperial doctor was still taking the pulse, so he sat down on the ground in shock, hurriedly got up trembling and went to take the pulse again, "My lord, don't move lightly..."

When Yuan Cheng heard this, he lifted the quilt and was kicked away by a kick. He couldn't stop feeling dizzy. He stood up, his soles were vacant, and he almost fell over.

Lian Qi quickly supported him with his eyesight.

Qi Mingxiu looked cold, before he could speak, Yuan Cheng pushed Lian Qi away and staggered out.

He walked more and more hurriedly, and only slowed down when he saw a piece of scorched ruins, his expression was infatuated, and his eyes were straight.

The Custodians are picking up the pieces.

The burnt wood still gave off choking smoke.

Xie Wancheng described himself as embarrassed, standing in the ruins with dirty hands.

This... is a corpse, a charred corpse, dry and shriveled, like a handful of charcoal, only a human face can be discerned, with sunken eye sockets and protruding eyeballs, the right eyeball is cloudy, and the mouth is oddly shaped and the jawbone is exposed Xie Wancheng watched it for a long time, which was a terrifying scene that made people faint at the first glance.

The imperial guards carried the body to the clearing.

Xie Wancheng was still squatting where he was, carefully picking up something.

Yuan Cheng approached step by step, staring hard at the corpse. His legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't help but kneel down, but he kept his eyes on the corpse, searching the corpse inch by inch.

He was not preconceived to confirm whether this was Wen Wuyu, but to find even the slightest evidence in this completely inhuman charred corpse to prove that it was not him.

He looked calm, not flustered at all.

This man is so scheming, he must have faked his death to escape, he can bribe He Pingzhang to sneak into the palace for half a year, and he can buy so many dead men to work for him, this little trick is simply too easy to implement.

Xie Wancheng came out from the ruins, his face was ashen, his eyes were empty, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Yuan Cheng seemed to have just noticed Xie Wancheng's existence, and shifted his gaze to him in a daze, and soon noticed his clenched hand.

He stood up quickly, ran wildly, and ran for the thing in his hand.

Xie Wancheng only used three points of strength to swing him away.

Yuan Cheng rushed over to grab it again, as if losing his mind, without any rules, and blindly used brute force.

Xie Wancheng couldn't get rid of it for a few times, and immediately got angry and pushed him away with all his strength, throwing the object in his hand towards him viciously.

Yuan Cheng fell to the ground, hitting him with a handful of beads stained with ashes, and scattered them everywhere.

Xie Wancheng stared at him coldly, and shouted angrily, "See clearly what this is!"

Yuan Cheng hurriedly picked up one, wiped it clean, put it in the palm of his hand, looked at it again and again, whether it was strange or familiar, he did not respond for a long time.

Not far away, Qu Tongyin finally dared to take a few steps closer, leaned over and picked up one, his face was so gloomy that he couldn't help but muttered, "It's him..."

The emperor asked, "Are you sure?"

Qu Tongyin turned his head suddenly, and the emperor had a stern look on his face, showing no emotion at all, only his eyes were full of questions, waiting for him to answer affirmatively.

"This bracelet is his..."

How could Qi Mingxiu not recognize this giant clam bracelet.

But suddenly Yuan Cheng rushed in front of Qu Tongyin, raised his hand and slapped him, his eyes glistened, and his tone was vicious,

"You killed him!"

Qu Tongyin raised his face, five fingerprints were faintly visible on his face, and a sore throat appeared in his throat.

Yuan Cheng grabbed his collar, looked fiercely, and spoke incoherently, "Why did you bring him here, how did you promise me...you liar, you killed him..." Tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't know it and chatted endlessly scolded the liar.

Qu Tongyin didn't realize that there was something wrong with the hysterical man in front of him.

He was just in a daze, his throat became tighter and astringent, his nose was sour, and his eye sockets were also a little hot.

He has never made such a mistake, never been slapped by Yuan Cheng, and he has always been the one who reprimanded him harshly.

This time it is finally his turn, and there will be no more in the future.

He couldn't figure out why Wen Wuyu chose to die. Does such an easy-going and arrogant person really have a deep affection to die for Yuan Cheng?

The last ray of light at the end of the sky quietly ended.

"End of text"

"Extra episode to be continued"