Chapter 172: Life and Death Are Boundless

Late at night, Han Qing tightened his clothes and staggered out of the dragon bed barefoot, the palace maids did not squint, and closed the door of the sinking palace.

It's April, but why is it so cold?

Han Qing bathed in the moonlight, holding himself tightly with both hands, feeling chills all over his body, he looked up at the westward moonlight, his pure black eyes with a thick hollowness.

Han Qing felt disgusting and stinky!

If he goes underground, I'm afraid even Bei Hanjing won't want to see him!

When Bei Hanjing died, what he looked forward to the most was to go down to accompany her as soon as possible. However, now he feels that he is not even qualified to accompany her, and he is such a dirty and disgusting person, and he is not worthy of a beautiful Ah Jing at all.

Han Qing felt that being alive was disgusting!

Han Qing lowered his proud head in the moonlight, his thin shoulders trembled, he was especially afraid to return to the princess's mansion tonight, afraid that he would pollute the pure land.

The palace door squeaked and opened heavily, and the palace maid hurriedly caught up with Han Qing and said to Han Qing, who was facing back: "Master Ma, the emperor said that you left something!"

"Thank you!" Han Qing lowered his head and dragged the shoes and coat in the hands of the palace maid, and disappeared into the night again and again without looking back.

Han Qing knew that even if he rescued Bai Bian this time, he would never be as close to him as before.

Han Qing soaked in the dark night, the resentment on Yan's face became stronger and stronger, and when he went to bed every day, he almost couldn't help but want to strangle Bei Hanjian, who was squirming on top of him.

Bei Hanjian said that as long as Han Qing served him every night for three months, he would release Zhen Baibian. At first, this was his belief, but gradually as the time approached, Han Qing was afraid that Bai Bian would be released from prison.

Han Qing didn't know what face to face him, and he didn't know what attitude to take to face Bai Bian.

Han Qing felt every night that it was his nightmare to be released from prison to Bai Bian, yes, he regretted sacrificing his body to save Bai Bian. This kind of regret continues to breed every night, and finally generates a huge killing monster.

On the penultimate day, Han Qing poisoned the food in the cell, transferred the guards on duty, spilled vegetable oil outside the prison with an unusually indifferent expression, lit a fire in hell, and sealed the only way out.

Han Qing felt extremely calm after doing all this.

"The cell is flooded...... The jailers, who were sleeping in the middle of the night, smelled the smell of burning, and fled in a panic, only to find that the cell door had been locked from the outside.

Smoke gradually filled the prison, and most of the prisoners and guards were still asleep.

Fan Moya was the first to notice that something was wrong when the jailer went off fire, but when the smoke filled the entire prison and everyone ran away, he found that no one came to save him.

I'm afraid that the people in Ouchi Prison don't know that the reason why no one saved them is that the Northern Han Palace where the emperor lives is on fire, and everyone has run to fight the fire.

At this moment, the smoke of the two fires was fierce and the old prison of Ouchi, which no one paid attention to, was unusually calm overall.

Fan Moya and Bai Bian, who was depressed in the opposite cell, were unhurried as if they had already predicted the result, and said with a smile: "It seems that someone doesn't want us to live tonight."

"Humph! I don't want you to live! Bai Bian has been neighbors with Fan Moya for three months, and the first thing the two said when they woke up was to scold, and the last thing they said when they slept was also to scold.

Of course, this scolding is mainly based on Bai Bian, and most of Fan Moya is the one who screams Bai Bian's anger.

"Fool! Do you really think Han Qing cares about you? He hasn't seen you once since you've been in prison for three months. Fan Moya knew that Bai Bian was in a bad mood every day because Han Qing only sent someone to bring delicacies, but he had never seen him once.

When the two talked, smoke billowed out, but the two sat still like clocks, and they were sarcastic about each other as usual.

"Humph! You are jealous of me, Han Qing is in a hurry and can't take time to see me every day, how can it be like you only have the life of eating gluttony every day. Believe it or not, Han Qing will come to my rescue when he sees the fire later. Bai Bian scolded angrily.

"What a fool, do you think the person who set the fire to poison is Bei Hanjian?" Fan Moya looked at the cell and said to the sleeping prisoner who didn't know anything about the fire.

"Who else could there be if it wasn't him?"

"I'm afraid it's your good colt." Fan Moya said with one eye extremely deep.

"Impossible!" Bai Bian jumped up and exclaimed.

"In this world, there is nothing impossible, Bai Bian, don't you still accept the truth that Han Qing doesn't love you? If he wants to see you, and anyone can stop him, I am afraid that he has done something bad and does not dare to come to see you, and even wants to kill you. ”

Fan Moya seemed to have already seen through Han Qing's character, and raised his eyelids and said mockingly.

"If he wanted to get you out, he wouldn't have poisoned your food." Fan Moya looked at the dead man who gave the dinner to the jailer by mistake because Bai Bian had no appetite to eat tonight, and said sympathetically.

When Bai Bian saw the jailer sleeping quietly, he still refused to admit it, and Fan Moya continued: "If this thing is really done by Bei Hanjian, then he is equivalent to killing people and setting fire in broad daylight. If I were him, I wouldn't kill people stupidly, so I might as well get some benefits from it! ”

"What benefits can Bei Hanjian reap?"

"Bei Hanjian has gained a lot of benefits, first of all, it is to get benefits from your beautiful concubine, you said that he used to follow Han Qing in a fart, drooling, and wanted to beg for meat.

You said that now that the meat is delivered to the door, how can he not eat it?

Second, he can make Han Qing turn from love to hate, and hate to see you. ”

Fan Moya pulled the thread slowly, and Bai Bian's face became more and more pale, but he still believed from the bottom of his heart that Han Qing had a trace of affection for him.

"Why does he hate me?"

"How can you not hate? If you are coerced into sleeping with your enemies every day, will you still be able to face your faithful, pure and unbeatable wife as usual?

The cleaner you are, the more you make him look dirty. The more you fall in love with him, the more weak he becomes. Bad people hate good people precisely because of the contrast. Fan Moya said coldly with silver eyes.

"Impossible." Bai Bian couldn't believe it from beginning to end, Fan Moya sneered and said: "Believe it or not, even if you escape from prison, there are still people waiting to kill you outside."

"You have the ability to say cool things here, but you still have the ability to go out?" Bai Bian became more and more annoyed by what he said, and he was locked up in prison all because of the guy opposite.

"Go out, you can go out at any time, it just depends on my mood." Fan Moya stood up steadily in the prison, lifted the square cloth under his buttocks, and a huge crypt was dug out.

Bai Bian couldn't believe it, this guy was under his nose every day, when did he make a hole.

"Hehe, this is a treasure left by one of the people above." Fan Moya said with a smile.

No wonder, this guy still has nothing to fear when he burns his ass, precisely because there is a passage under his ass that can escape at any time.

"Since you don't believe it, then I'll take you out and see the cruelty of the world, the cruel nature of your concubine." Fan Moya took out a large set of keys in his arms, opened the door extremely gracefully under Bai Bian's stunned eyes, walked in front of him and opened his door by the way.

"I'll go, how do you have the key?" Bai Bian was surprised.

"You're so innocent, even I like you a little." Fan Moya looked at the "simple" little white rabbit sympathetically and said with a sigh.

"You're perverted!" Bai Bian trembled.

"Hehe, don't cry when you go out later." Fan Moya wrapped the white cloth around his head and slowly climbed down the tunnel, Bai Bian followed behind his buttocks, scolding Fan Moya for narcissism.

When Bai Bian crawled out of the house like a beggar with a dirty face, he couldn't stop scolding Fan Moya for being insidious, saying that he didn't remind himself that he would be contaminated with dust.

Fan Moya thought it was funny, obviously when he was authentic again, he handed Bai Bian a piece of torn red cloth and he refused, but now he blamed him.

The two escaped from the tunnel, Bai Bian couldn't wait to go back and reunite with Han Qing, on the way back to the mansion, there was a killer waiting there early.

"Doctor Bai, Master Ma ordered me to take your head and offended." When Bai Bian saw Han Qing guards waiting for him, before the smile could be raised, the guards went straight to the point and reported the purpose.

Bai Bian scattered his martial arts, and he was not the opponent of the guards at all, and soon the knife was on his neck, and Bai Bian asked unwillingly: "Why did you kill me?"

At this time, behind the woods, the maid Xiao Fierce slowly came out and persuaded: "Xiaobai, Master Ma said that he was sorry for you, he let you either eat this poison and die, or take this ten thousand taels*, and never appear in front of him when you wander the world."

The little murderer has a poison in his left hand and a stack of * in his right hand, and Bai Bian chooses.

"I don't want either unless he comes out and tells me in person." Bai Bian's grievances in the past three months, seeing that his acquaintance was almost about to explode at this moment, he shouted with red eyes.

The little murderer couldn't help but look behind the woods several times, Bai Bian noticed her actions, and suddenly shouted at the woods: "Laipi Snake, I know you're inside, you come out and make it clear to me, do you really want to kill me?"

After a while, Han Qing's hoarse voice slowly came from the woods, and he said with a wry smile: "Bai Bian, why did you come out alive."

"Are you really going to poison me?" Bai Bian just wanted to ask him for confirmation.

"Yes."

"You really don't love me?" Bai Bian asked persistently.

"Yes." Han Qing closed his eyes and said in a cold voice.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect to be really said by Fan Moya." Bai Bian burst into tears and said with a wry smile. In the past three months, Han Qing didn't come to see him once, and he had a vague bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't expect it to come true now.

"Didn't you give me two options? Now I'm going to choose the third way, and I want you to kill me yourself. Bai Bian snorted on his back, stared at the woods and said.

After a while, the woods were swept away by a pair of slender and powerful hands, and a beautiful and thick face appeared in the night, Han Qing was wearing a plain white dress with his hair scattered, like an immortal who came from the night in the dark night.

"Tell me, Lai Pi Snake, you were just joking with me, didn't you?" When Bai Bian saw Han Qing appear, he immediately became excited, squeezed out a smile and said.

Han Qing had a determination to die, pulled out a close-fitting meniscus knife from his waist, pressed it against his neck, and said sadly: "Bai Bian, I'm sorry my heart is too fragile, I can't face myself who has been filthy to the dung pit. Thank you for all these days. Tonight, it is destined to be an understanding between you and me, either you die or I die. ”

Bai Bian's delicate and white face was so white that there was no trace of blood in an instant, staring at Han Qing who was looking sad on the other side.

"Bai Bian, I'm counting third, you either watch me kill myself, or choose to swallow poison and die, or take this stack of money tickets, fly away, and never appear in front of me." Han Qing said as if he were at home.

"One, two, three." Bai Bianhao took the poison without hesitation, swallowing it without even blinking his eyes, at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was nothing to worry about.

Han Qing put down the scimitar, hugged Bai Bian tightly and said, "After you die, I will promote you to my male wife."

"I want to ask you a question, have you ever liked me?" Bai Bian asked calmly.

"I've never liked any man." Han Qing gave the most cruel and ruthless answer, Bai Bian suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and Han Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently and considerately for him.

"Then why did you risk your life to save me several times, and you were so good to me!" Bai Bian unwillingly squeezed Han Qing's hand and said.

"Because I want to use you to heal me and Jing'er." Han Qing gave an answer cruelly, and Bai Bian spat out another mouthful of blood.

Han Qing still wanted to wipe his mouth for him, but Bai Bian stopped him and said with a wry smile: "If there is an afterlife, are you willing to love me?"

Han Qing shook his head, suddenly tore off his affectionate appearance, played with the scimitar in his hand, and said ridiculously: "Bai Bian, why do you always love to dream unrealistically? I'll tell you the truth, no matter what you choose tonight, the road ahead of you is a dead end.

If you dare to take the silver ticket and fly away, I will kill you immediately with my own hands. If you choose to kill me, I'll have the guards kill you. And, the last dead end is that you choose to commit suicide by yourself, even if you have knowledge, choose me to be able to look down on your path. ”

"Hehe, then you get your wish now, and I will be relieved." After Bai Bian finished saying this, he fell straight into Han Qing's warm embrace, and his nose was full of strong agarwood.

Under Han Qing's nose, the smile on the corner of Bai Bian's mouth gradually solidified at the corner of his mouth, and he slept peacefully......

Han Qing looked at someone hiding behind a tree to disturb his plans, and said with a sneer: "Let's come out when you've seen enough of the play."

Fan Moya slowly appeared and said to Han Qing: "Originally, I thought you didn't love this male concubine, but now it seems that I am afraid that you are in love to the extreme, and you actually acted in a cold-hearted and cold-hearted negative drama." I'm afraid that your so-called poison is not poison. ”

"So what? This is indeed not a poison, it is an amnesia pill, and I want him to forget everything about me and start his life again outside. After that, Han Qing didn't look back in the dark night, leaving Bai Bian and gradually moving away.