The third prince fully inherited the beauty of his mother Li Ji, and has been an out-and-out beauty since he was a child. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

King Monley has a perverted love for Li Ji.

After Li Ji's death, he transferred this love to the three princes who looked very similar to Li Ji and had the same lineage.

King Mengli was already irritable and irritable, and he was even more delirious after killing Li Ji by mistake, he sometimes looked at the three princes, and looked at the faces of the three princes that were exactly the same as Li Ji, and felt that Li Ji was back, and he would inevitably be dragged to the secret room for torture.

But when he came to his senses, he remembered that this was his son, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, and doubled the gold and silver treasures to compensate the three princes, and urged the three princes to learn martial arts and become warriors of the Mengli Kingdom.

In this way, day after day, year after year, King Mengli brought all kinds of inhuman torture to the three princes, and on the other hand, he taught the three princes with his heart like a loving father.

The three princes are not in flux, and it is difficult to refine them.

The three princes hated his father's torture on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was attached to his occasional warm care, which was the real love-hate.

The third prince longed for an angel to save him, longing for someone to bring warmth to him, but because of his too weak and delicate appearance, he was ostracized and ridiculed in the country of Mengli, which advocates strength and muscle, since he was a child.

He hated his life, hated his life, but he never had the courage to strangle his own life, so day after day, year after year, the life of the three princes had no color, only boundless red, which was the color of blood.

He became more and more extreme, more and more crazy, and more and more bloodthirsty. He longs to kill, both to kill others and to be killed one day.

He couldn't vent the pain in his heart, so he slaughtered the village, slaughtered the city, did all kinds of crazy things, looked at the young and innocent girls of his soldiers** Dayun Country, and watched the men being divided by five horses, his heart had a moment of satisfaction, but more of it was boundless emptiness.

Until he met the second prince, Wanyan Azhuo.

This elder brother has been silent since he was a child, and he likes to study those things in the Great Cloud Country, so he can be called an outlier and freak in the Momengli Kingdom.

But Wanyan Azhuo is also sincerely good to himself.

He is like a ray of sunshine in the boundless darkness, like a clear spring in the blood-red killing, which can always add many different colors to the painful life of the three princes.

He will bravely stand up and speak up when the three princes are bullied by others, and he will also carefully help the three princes clean and bandage their wounds after they were whipped and tortured by King Mengli.

The third prince thought that Wanyan Azhuo was his sincere good brother.

But later, he realized that he was wrong.

Wanyan Azhuo is a cool-minded politician, how can such a character have any bad intentions for no reason?

Unless the person to whom he unleashes good intentions is the one who has value for him.

For example, the Three Princes.

The third prince is a poor man who has been tortured by King Mengli since he was a child, but he is also the most beloved son of King Mengli.

The old man of King Mengli has never leaked a drop in his life, and the only two weaknesses are Li Ji, and the other is Li Ji's son, that is, our third prince.

Wanyan Azhuo took advantage of the trust of the three princes and finally succeeded in poisoning King Mengli, turning the old man who had never been able to live in Mengli into a cripple who could not speak or walk on his feet.

No wonder the third prince suddenly went crazy when he heard that Tang Fei was going to cook by himself, it turned out that he threw poison on King Mengli when he was cooking for King Mengli in person.

This is also a knot that he will not be able to untie in his life.

There is love and hate, happiness and excitement, but there is also regret and self-blame.

And because of the help of the three princes, Wanyan Azhuo also successfully obtained the imperial power of the royal family of Mengli Kingdom.

This is also the reason why he was suddenly appointed as the general of the Mengli Kingdom.

After so many years of hibernation, Wanyan Azhuo finally achieved his political ambitions.

And our third prince was betrayed again.

From then on, there was no sunlight in his world, only boundless darkness.

It's like this night, this night when he was trapped in a lonely tree with Tang Fei, the three princes are always like living in a tree between cliffs, with nowhere to go and nowhere to escape.

The difference is that he is not alone tonight.

The tone of the third prince's narration was very flat, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Even when he talked about his pleasures, he would even burst out laughing, as if he really thought he was very stupid, or that his father, King Mengli, was very stupid.

He has no heart anymore.

His heart had already turned into a dry stone in the passage of time, and those stones had been corroded and weathered by the oncoming storm, and had become a grain of ashes, which could no longer be found.

Tang Fei has always felt that he has lived a difficult life since he was a child, but that kind of hardship, in front of the three princes, has all become a dream.

There was a smile on the demonic face of the third prince, in the past, Tang Fei only felt that his smile was disgusting and extremely perverted, but looking at it today, Tang Fei saw a trace of despair and vulnerability.

Tang Fei didn't know what to say.

In the face of such a fate, any comfort is pale and powerless, and any chicken soup for the soul is ironic.

She could only silently approach the third prince, trying her best to make him feel the temperature of her body, feel her warmth, accompany him to grieve, accompany him to breathe, and accompany him to exhale those pain and despair into the air and into the boundless darkness.

"What's the matter, the little kitten~ Is it fascinated by this king~hehehe~" Xu is because he has never told anyone about these secrets buried in his heart, and the third prince is rarely a little embarrassed.

This man, who has never known what shyness is, felt a little ashamed for the first time.

He pretended to be the kind of perverted underwhelm he usually was, but his trembling voice betrayed his mood.

There is no way to immediately get rid of the hellish story of the third prince, Tang Fei is a little bad.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and an autumn wind whistled by.

Tang Fei shook his body, and felt a chill in his heart.

She silently leaned closer to the third prince, like a curled cat.

The body of the third prince is warm, like a big furnace that will never be extinguished.

It's hard to imagine that such a bloodthirsty and cruel man would have a fiery body.

Or perhaps, it was his madness that burned his blood.

That kind of heat, which made Tang Fei greedy for warmth, didn't seem to even have so much physical pain.

"We might die here." Tang Fei's tone was stunned: "I didn't expect to die with you in such a way and in such a place." ”

Tang Fei sighed, exuding a thick sadness on his body: "Do people really have souls when they die?" Will it really turn into a ghost? Is it possible to see relatives and friends who have died, and whether there will be no more pain? ”

The third prince did not answer Tang Fei's words, but looked at Tang Fei very seriously unusually: "Before, this king always wanted to burn with you and die together one day. But now, the king doesn't want you to die. ”

The third prince smiled with a little self-deprecation: "I really didn't expect that one day I would have a time when I didn't want a person to die." ”