Chapter 134: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (55)

Rong Yiqing withdrew his gaze, walked to the study room, silently exploring the switch in the dark, and checked in the sandalwood box, where a token lay lying inside.

After looking at the tiger talisman from left to right, Rong Yiqing hid it in his sleeve.

When he reached the door, Rong Yiqing looked back uncontrollably.

According to the plan, Rong Yiqing should go home immediately, but when he thought of Wen Xien's red cheeks and obedient face, his steps suddenly stopped.

He finally turned around and came to Wen Xien's bedroom, and retreated the palace servant.

In such a large bedroom, there are only two people left.

Rong Yiqing slowly approached, and in the layers of gorgeous veils, he didn't see the person inside very clearly.

He lifted the curtain layer by layer and finally saw this person.

Her collar was a little messy, and half of her body was outside the bed.

The big cloak outside had been taken off. The white clothes were made of Hualien embroidered with silver wire, and a piece of white jade was embedded in the belt around her waist. The waist was very thin, giving Rong Yiqing a feeling that it seemed to be easily broken.

He raised his hand and slowly took off Wen Xien's boots, hugged her on the bed to make her lying more comfortable. He sat beside the bed, looking at Wen Xien's slightly frowning and seemed to feel uncomfortable.

His eyes were still tightly closed, and his lips were gently opened and closed.

Looking at this, my fingers couldn't help but slide into the corner of Wen Xien's clothes, but didn't go deeper. I just rubbed on the edge, feeling the smooth touch of my fingertips. I lowered my head and leaned closer to Wen Xien's face. I saw the eyes that were originally tightly closed tremble slightly.

His hand suddenly pulled out, Rong Yiqing felt panic, and he saw the dark eyes slowly opening, and a layer of mist filled his eyes, obviously not yet awake.

"Um"

"Fourth Brother" Rong Yiqing pursed his lips slightly and called Wen Xien softly.

Wen Xien narrowed his eyes, blinked in a daze, and called hoarsely: "Xiao Jiu..."

"It's me." Rong Yiqing's voice was very gentle, but his expression was very cold.

"Rong Yiqing."

Wen Xien looked at it for a while and spoke again. His voice was less quiet and slightly hoarse, and he had a gentle hint of sweetness.

Rong Yiqing couldn't help but suffocate his breath, and then Wen Xien raised a big smile, raised his hand and pulled Rong Yiqing's hand, and pulled it in front of him.

Then he was pulled into a hug with cold fragrance and a hint of wine. Her lips were right in his ears, and his voice was softer tone that he had never heard before.

"Rong Yiqing, has anyone ever said that you look good when you smile?"

"The fourth brother likes to see you laugh."

Her lips seemed to touch his earlobes in a vague way, and his ears were hot. Rong Yiqing subconsciously broke free and took a few steps back.

Seeing Wen Xien's half-closed eyes, he didn't react much, his body was pushed slightly to the side, and then he found a comfortable place to rub his eyes and closed it.

Rong Yiqing stared at her tightly, feeling that the tiger talisman hidden in her cuffs was a little hot.

The familiar incense was lit in the bedroom. Rong Yiqing trembled with his hands and wanted to slowly reach over. Just when he was about to touch the corner of Wen Xien's clothes, the door was rudely pushed open.

The clanging sound made Wen Xien, who was already drunk and confused, frown.

Rong Yiqing felt someone pressing his shoulder and pushing him away hard. His fingers brushed over the corner of Wen Xien's clothes, and his fingers subconsciously curled up, as if he was nostalgic for something.

The prince had a pair of sinister eyes, and his fierce eyes were like a mad dog guarding his only bone.

"Whoever allows you to touch her! Who gives you the courage!"

The man's tone suddenly became cold and cold. His palm, which had been stained with blood and life, pinched his neck heavily at a speed that he could not dodge at all, with the force so strong that it seemed to strangle him to death.

The dark gray pupils approached his bluish purple face, just like the ruthlessness she wanted to strangle him to death, and the trembling murderous intent was unconcealed. "You have been jumping around here for so long, and you really take yourself seriously?"

"Can you touch the fourth brother?"

"After being a phoenix for a few years, have you forgotten the cocktail behind you?"

Facing the terrifying prince, Rong Yiqing was not afraid at all, but instead smiled. He was pinched and was about to suffocate and said with difficulty, "You...you killed me...the fourth brother..."

The hands on his neck were getting heavier and heavier. Rong Yiqing slowed down for a while, and his face almost twisted, "Fourth brother... is... he won't forgive you."

His smile was sharp and vicious, revealing his original appearance without any concealment.

"No, no."

Rong Yan's eyes were terrible dark. He smiled sweetly when he thought of something, "The fourth brother said that I am the most important thing. As long as I sit on the throne, the world is mine, and the fourth brother is mine."

"I want you to die, who can stop me?"

The prince's sinister and cold words were like a sharp knife piercing the prosperous appearance, spreading the rotten and dark inner naked in front of Rong Yiqing. He gritted his teeth, his sweaty hair was pressed against his forehead, and his black eyes stared at the prince's inorganic dark eyes, throwing the severe pain in his neck aside.

Sure enough? In any case, in the fourth brother's heart, the most important thing is always the prince!

What did the fourth brother say before? Is it used to make him happy?

Why can this person be so cruel again and again?

He had thought about returning the tiger talisman, and he had even thought about letting go...

So disgusting!

Fourth brother...

Rong Yiqing closed his eyes. He didn't know what the meaning of starting a new life was. He still couldn't turn around the place and could not turn the palm of that person's hand.

A tear slowly oozed out of the corners of his eyes, and the hatred and paranoia in his heart were getting more and more intense, almost breaking through his reason. The idea of ​​destroying everything made Rong Yiqing tremble.

[The system is anxious: it's over, it's over, the protagonist is about to die, sister, don't pretend anymore! Something big is about to happen, do you know?]

[Wen Xien was almost crying: Brother Tong, I'm afraid, let them make trouble, and I won't get involved.]

[The system said angrily: It’s because of you! Can’t you say it well if you say something? You promised this person and then gave that person another promise, you scumbag girl!]

[Wen Xien, who was inexplicably slaughtered:...ying.]

[The system is super cold: If you don't hurry up, the protagonist will really die. Once he is out of date, we will have to finish playing.]

[Wen Xien:...They are so scary.]

[System: What stupid things are you saying? They are not as scary as you.]

[Wen Xien has a jade-making process: OK, let's die together.]

[The system immediately timid: I was wrong.]

?            What a cute system

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!