Chapter 85: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (5)

"The fourth brother should not be distracted from the future. The Grand Tutor is also for the sake of the fourth brother. The fourth brother should not let down the Grand Tutor's efforts."

Rong Bo's young eyebrows and eyes still have a bit of youthful tenderness, but his sharp eyebrows and eyes have always expressed his imposing momentum.

He was a head taller than Wen Xien, and he looked at him for no reason and felt a little bit condescending.

Compared to what he cared about, his expression was so cold that it didn't look at his younger brother at all.

[Wen Xien said weakly: "I'm a little scared, this second prince looks so fierce."]

[System: Don't be so timid, don't be afraid, you are the fourth prince who is loved by thousands of people, you have to be more fierce than him!]

[Wen Xien:...Don't fool me.]

Wen Xien was eager to make trouble, but the prince pushed Rong Bo's shoulder with disgust.

The force of the hand seemed very strong, and the prince took action too suddenly. Rong Bo was pushed back by him without realizing it.

Rong Bo's eyes instantly became cold.

The prince wanted to push him, but he avoided him.

"It's not your turn to tell me about the fourth brother. Why do you like to make boring in front of the fourth brother so much?" The prince had a cold face, indeed a bit of bluffing.

Rong Bo looked at the prince silently, but in just three seconds, his eyes fell on the man standing behind the prince, holding his arms and looking arrogant.

The silent eyes were as deep as the dark water in the pool. He sneered and turned around and left.

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What is the experience of becoming a new life after one is full of despair of the world?

Rong Yiqing thought he should laugh, but he wanted to cry more.

His head was drowsy, and he had a nightmare for almost a nightmare.

From the father's indifference, the insults of the children of the government, even eunuchs can come up and step on them at will, and be humiliated by the so-called royal brothers on the ground, to the four royal brothers behind who play with it.

The pictures are clearly replaying in my mind, and breathing seems to have become an extremely difficult problem at this moment.

The neck was trapped in a cage, and a lot of sweat appeared on the boy's forehead.

"No-No-No-"

The boy suddenly stared up from the bed with his eyes wide open. The bedroom was pitch black, but there was still a lamp left, and the flames were floating, as if it would go out in the next second.

"Ninth Brother." It seemed that the face of a proud and beautiful face appeared in front of her. The boy rarely laughed, and usually laughed or sneered. But she smiled at this moment, saying a vicious and frivolous language that was inconsistent with her appearance. "People like Geng Cheng Ninth Brother should be born suitable for serving."

The hands touched him almost made him feel the urge to vomit.

It's really disgusting-

It's really disgusting.

Even if you have the opportunity to rebirth and start over again, that kind of nightmare can never be escaped, right?

The fear deeply rooted in the blood, the cowardice that wants to surrender as touch, he really dares-

Or... to take revenge on the brother who has half the same blood as him?

But as soon as I think of this, my body trembles involuntarily.

The boy in the dark couldn't laugh silently, but tears oozed from the corners of his eyes and flowed into the silk of ink.

He unconsciously stroked his neck, and he could clearly feel the blood vessels wrapped in the shallow raised skin surface.

Do you dare? He asked himself

(End of this chapter)
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