"What did you do with that person?" Jun Qianyou asked casually. That person was the prince who stepped on Huang Ran under his feet back then.

"Go and have a look." A deep sneer appeared on the corner of Huang Ran's mouth.

"Okay." Jun Qianyou smiled slightly, but he always smiled coldly. Although it looked so captivating in the eyes of others.

Huang Ran walked in front, and Jun Qianyou slowly followed. The two of them walked slowly forward, and after a long time, they walked to the cold palace.

"Let's go, let's go in." Huang Ran took the lead and walked in. There was no one around. When he walked to the house, a person's moan was faintly heard, intermittently. The person at the door saw Huang Ran and wanted to salute. Huang Ran waved his hand impatiently to stop him.

Jun Qianyu followed Huang Ran into the house, and a smell of medicine came from the house. This is the best medicine to promote blood and generate muscles. Jun Qianyu frowned and looked at the person lying on the bed, Huang Yu, the prince who had stepped on Huang Ran under his feet. At this moment, his calves were naked, and there were still some small scars on it. Someone was carefully placing medicine on his calves in front of the bed. The intermittent moans were made by the person on the bed. I can't tell whether it was because of the pain or the comfort.

When he saw Huang Ran arrive, he also stood up and bowed.

"Qilin ointment?" Jun Qianyou looked at the ointment in the hand of the person in front of the bed and said the name of the ointment.

"Yes, it's the best muscle-growing medicine." Huang Ran smiled softly, "Isn't it strange how it was used on him?"

Jun Qianyou looked at Huang Ran who was laughing strangely and didn't make a sound. Hearing Huang Ran's voice, Huang Yu on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word. There was only the half-wiggling tongue that looked particularly terrifying.

"Is it OK today?" Huang Ran asked casually the person who was taking the medicine.

"Report to the emperor, it's OK." He said in a respectful tone as always.

"Then, let's start." Huang Ran walked towards the inner room. Immediately someone stepped forward and opened the door curtain.

Jun Qianyou looked at Huang Yu who had two people raised her to walk towards the inner room. Huang Yu's face was full of fear. He wanted to struggle desperately, but his body was hanging weakly. Did his hands and feet break? Jun Qianyou [31 Novel Network] As soon as he entered the inner room, a pungent smell came to his face. This smell? Jun Qianyou looked at a small wooden barrel half a meter tall in the room. The pungent smell was emitted by the liquid inside.

This liquid? And Qilin Paste? So that's it. Jun Qianyu lowered his head and sneered.

"Put it in." Huang Ran's happy voice rang.

Huang Yu's face was full of horror, and he looked at the dark liquid in the wooden barrel. The two of them slowly approached the wooden barrel with Huang Yu. Huang Yu suddenly looked up at Huang Ran with a happy face, and his lips moved. From the mouth shape, it seemed that he would not let you go if he said anything.

The two men holding Huang Yu carefully immersed his legs in the wooden barrel, and Huang Yu's face slowly turned from despair to pain. A sensation sound was made in the quiet room. Huang Yu's calves rotted at the speed of the naked eye. The smell in the room became even more pungent and disgusting.

After soaking for a while, the two of them slowly lifted Huang Yu out of the wooden barrel. Huang Yu's calves had completely rotted. Huang Yu was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.

Jun Qianyu looked at all this expressionlessly. So that was how he tortured the person who trampled him under his feet? He rotted Huang Yu's feet with medicine, then applied the best muscle-growing medicine, and then rotted after he recovered. Such a cycle.

The two of them walked towards the outer room with Huang Yu. Suddenly, Huang Yu had no idea where he got the strength. He suddenly broke free from the two of them, rolled to Huang Ran's feet, bit the corner of Huang Ran's clothes with his teeth, raised his head and looked full of despair and begging, and kept kowtowing.

"I want me to kill you? Let's die more?" Huang Ran smiled and said with pride.

Huang Yu kept nodding his head, his eyes were filled with deep begging. There was a foul stench in the room. Huang Yu's calves were already covered in blood and flesh, and the toes could see the white bones.

"It's a pity, I don't want you to die." Huang Ran smiled and kicked Huang Yu in the chest. Huang Yu turned over and stopped, panting. Huang Ran told the two of them coldly, "Release up."

"It's very smelly." Jun Qianyu said softly, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, which popped out gently and shot directly at Huang Yu's forehead. In the blink of an eye, the silver needle penetrated between Huang Yu's eyebrows. Huang Yu opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were filled with relief, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The two men holding Huang Yu were stunned and stood there without moving.

Huang Ran just underestimated: "It's really a bit smelly. Take it out for a grand funeral. After all, he is my royal brother."

Jun Qianyu's delicate face had no expression, and he turned around and left the house without saying anything.

Huang Ran shook his head and smiled bitterly. Because he thought Qianyou would not have been so kind to get to know Huangyu, but just simply felt that the smell wanted to eliminate the pungent breath. Qianyou, such a cold-blooded, would only have a hint of warmth to himself, so how could he pity a person who had trampled on him?

Many years later, Huang Ran realized that the facts were not always as they thought.

When the two left the palace, Huang Ran patted his palms gently, and a man in black who was half kneeling on the ground immediately appeared in front of him.

"Eliminate it all." Huang Ran said softly.

"Yes." After the words, the man in black disappeared immediately.

Jun Qianyou looked at Huang Ran with a cold face and lowered his eyes. A few words determined the life and death of everyone in this cold palace.

But all this has nothing to do with yourself.

Under the wisteria flower stand, a palace maid was taking care of her carefully.

For many years, Huang Ran sent people to take good care of the wisteria flower stand here, because this is where he and Jun Qianyou met.

Jun Qianyou stood far away under the flower stand without going forward. The palace maid under the flower stand had a strange face.

Have you changed again? Jun Qianyou leaned against the tree and looked at the palace maid busy under the wisteria flower stand. How did the previous palace maid disappear? It seemed that he looked at her more. How did the other one disappear? Maybe it was because he said something to her.

The wisteria flowers are getting more and more lush, and the soil at the roots is plump and dark red.

Did those palace maids be buried under the flower stand to make fertilizer?

He really knows how to use waste.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Jun Qianyu's mouth, waved his wide sleeves, and left.

When did you become poisonous? Just smile at others and say something to others can take her life.

The child whom he chose to cry under the wisteria flower would never see him again... Standing at the highest point was a ruthless and real king. Suddenly I remembered what the master asked him before his death: If he chose him as the monarch, he would be the cruelest and most promising monarch in Beichen. But he only has you in his eyes, will you regret it?

Qianyu, will you regret it? You chose a demon to be the king, and you only have your demon in your eyes.

What are you regretting? When I asked the master to use the heartless Gu to control the former emperor and make him make Huang Ran the crown prince. These are just things you do casually. Choices? Master, did you really know yourself and chose him? Everything is just by the way. If someone else was crying under the wisteria flower that year, and if someone else was trampled under the feet, then the current monarch would not be him. Master, maybe as you said, he is special and unique to him. But in his eyes, he is just a passerby.

Jun Qianyou slowly walked towards his courtyard, the residence surrounded by secret guards. In fact, he already knew it, but what is the meaning of these?

In this beautiful palace, those concubines with a smile like flowers are so ridiculous, so... dirty.

What else is clean?

Jun Qianyou looked up at the blue sky and sensed the Gu King in his body. When can he leave this dirty world? Leave forever...

Originally, I thought there was no clean thing in this world, but God sent her to me.

I originally thought my heart was cold, but I didn't expect that when I met her, I found that my heart was actually warm and my blood was hot.

I am so greedy for her warmth and want to have it all the time.

Even though she knew she would not fall in love with her, she was still devoted to it like a moth to a flame.

What was received was naturally ruthless burning.

But, do you regret it?

I don't regret it.

Never regret it.
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