Chapter 88 Come on, take advantage of it!

"Miss Zhong San, don't forget the promise I made to you." Shen Zhi ignored Xiao Lang and went back the same way he came.

Zhong Wenshu squatted down with her arms folded, looking worriedly at the alert Snow Wolf in front of her, and sighed, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is so ruthless."

Shen Zhi told her that he would send her away in three days, and she told Shen Zhi his final trump card.

Taking her to see the Snow Wolf was Shen Zhi's last act of kindness.

She didn't have the brains to deal with the prince who had been immersed in officialdom since childhood, and the secret she had guarded so closely was revealed in just a few words. She could only hope that the prince would spare her life.

Zhong Wenshu looked at Xiao Lang's elongated shadow not far away and shook her head slightly, feeling inexplicably regretful.

Why bother? She has the prince to save her, but who can save the prince?

The Crown Prince, whom Xiao Lang loved, did not live to see the finale.

Maybe the prince doesn't need anyone to save him. He planned all this and also planned for himself, and Xiao Lang wanted to get a little love from him.

Will there be? I think so.

But that little bit will never stay for Xiao Lang, let alone respond.

Zhong Wenshu suddenly thought that Xiao Lang might as well like Shen Zhaoheng. At least Shen Zhaoheng pretended very well.

Facts have proved that Zhong Wenshu, who is familiar with the plot, knows Shen Zhaoheng very well.

It was learned that Shen Zhaoheng indeed dragged his heavy sick body, with a pale face but still smiling and talking, to visit his enemy - His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had just returned.

"Why are you here?" Shen Zhi asked simply, without any emotion.

Shen Zhaoheng understood the implication of his words. Why did he come here with such injuries? Just to be laughed at?

Shen Zhaoheng's reaction was very calm. He coughed twice, which caused his chest to ache and a flash of pain between his brows, but then he restrained himself.

Shen Zhi was too ruthless. The blade pierced his chest, just inches away from piercing his heart. Now his lungs were injured. Without enough charcoal fire, he could only cough every night and could not sleep.

"I often have nightmares." Shen Zhaoheng raised his eyes and scanned Shen Zhi's cold eyebrows. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, which sounded a little sad. "I always feel that it won't be long. I want to come and see my brother."

Shen Zhi frowned and threw something at hand without thinking. His aim was very good and it scratched Shen Zhaoheng's cheek. A line of blood flowed and his bloodless face became even paler.

With his cold black pupils, he looked eerie for no reason.

Shen Zhi smiled, but his voice was threatening: "You cannot look directly at the Venerable, Fifth Brother, have you hurt your brain so much that you have forgotten the rules?"

Shen Zhaoheng smiled lightly and closed his eyes, with a hint of bias in his eyes. He said apologetically, "It was I who overstepped the bounds."

Shen Zhi snorted coldly.

Shen Zhaoheng didn't care and said slowly, "This time I have something to report to my brother."

Shen Zhi tapped his fingertips lightly on the tabletop as he leaned back lazily, his clothes slightly spread out, revealing his delicate white collarbone, with the arrogance and pride that only a superior could have.

And contempt.

Shen Zhi was born the Crown Prince, so he did have the capital to look down on others.

Shen Zhi raised his lips, "If Fifth Brother wants to tell me that Father is planning to depose the Crown Prince and support General Xiao Lang, then there is no need to waste your words."

Shen Zhaoheng was stunned for a moment, then he put his fist to his lips and laughed softly.

It sounded dull and hoarse, like the sharp and miserable cry of a crow in the dark night, and was particularly terrifying.

Shen Zhaoheng stood up, holding his chest, and walked to Shen Zhi with shaky steps. His eyes lingered on Shen Zhi's gorgeous features, and he sighed: "Brother, you are still so smart. I will never be able to surpass you in my life."

Shen Zhi tilted his head, his thin clothes revealing his snow-white chest. The faint red plum marks had not completely disappeared yet, they were so dense that one could imagine how debauched and crazy he was at that time.

Shen Zhaoheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he moved abruptly. He reached out and grabbed Shen Zhi's collar, gritting his teeth and said, "Royal brother..." You are so despicable.

"Swish", Shen Zhaoheng's action was unexpected, but Shen Zhi was faster than him. The dagger in his sleeve chopped off Shen Zhaoheng's offending wrist with lightning speed.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and the strong smell of blood filled Shen Zhi's nose. Shen Zhaoheng let go because of the pain.

"Next time it won't just be hands," Shen Zhi said calmly, but anyone could hear the seriousness in his words.

The wound on Shen Zhaoheng's wrist was so deep that the flesh was visible. The blood-red flesh was curled up and was so dazzling that it made people nauseated.

Shen Zhaoheng calmed down, raised his lips and smiled, "There won't be a next time."

"Your Majesty, I admire General Xiao very much. Could you please give him to me?" Shen Zhaoheng's words were sincere and full of admiration. If Shen Zhigu was concerned about the brotherhood, he would definitely not refuse Shen Zhaoheng.

Shen Zhi clapped his hands and called Yuanbao in.

"Go find Xiao Lang and let him meet the new master," Shen Zhi's sarcasm was extremely obvious, but Shen Zhaoheng sat in front of Shen Zhi as if he didn't understand.

Shen Zhiwei frowned imperceptibly. Wherever Shen Zhaoheng was, he felt the air was extremely polluted, not to mention the bloody smell that was everywhere.

Soon, Xiao Lang was called over.

Kneeling on the ground, like the most loyal dog.

Xiao Lang, who defeated Hu Xia's enemy hundreds of miles away at the age of fifteen, is not an obedient dog. He is a wolf that eats people without leaving any bones.

"The person has been brought here." Shen Zhi tilted his head slightly, as if looking for Shen Zhaoheng's direction. "Fifth brother, why don't you speak in person?"

Shen Zhaoheng's expression changed for a moment, and he declined, "If my Royal Highness is reluctant, then just pretend that I never said anything."

Shen Zhi ignored Shen Zhaoheng and said to Xiao Lang, "General Xiao is very capable. Many people are competing with me for him. It's OK for others, but now that my fifth brother wants someone, I have no choice but to give him to him. It would be a sin to hurt our brotherhood."

It was rare for Xiao Lang to understand Shen Zhi's words, but he was sent away anyway.

Xiao Lang knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "I will be the guard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and will never leave his side."

He seemed to have said something, but also seemed not to have said anything.

Shen Zhaoheng understood, and gave Xiao Lang a deep look, saying in an ambiguous tone: "Then General Xiao must watch carefully. It would be a dereliction of duty if the emperor was harassed by cats and dogs."

"I dare not," Xiao Lang replied firmly.

Shen Zhi waved to Xiao Lang, his slender fingers slightly hooked, like barking a dog, and the two simple words made people dare not feel rebellious.

"Come here."

Xiao Lang hesitated for a while, then crawled on his knees to Shen Zhi and lowered his head.

Shen Zhi put his fingers together and hooked Xiao Lang's chin, forcing him to look up. His soft and delicate fingertips stroked Xiao Lang's jawline, causing a slight tremor.

The lingering cool fragrance penetrated into his lungs, leaving only a hint of warmth on his chin. Xiao Lang's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously and his breathing became heavy.

"Pa", Shen Zhi raised his hand and slapped Xiao Lang in the face, causing Xiao Lang's face to shift.

Xiao Lang is like the most silent sculpture, or a dog that bites without barking, maintaining a posture of being hit, motionless.

Shen Zhi's touch just now was more like finding the right position and hitting the target with one blow.

Shen Zhi smiled and said, "General Xiao, I am very unhappy that you rejected my fifth brother."

Shen Zhaoheng's heart was pounding at the side, as if Shen Zhi was hitting him instead of Xiao Lang.

His cheek felt burning with pain, and the loud slap was imprinted on Shen Zhaoheng's face.

Shen Zhaoheng could no longer maintain his composure and forced a smile, "Brother, please do not blame General Xiao. It was I who was rude."

The room was silent except for the crackling of the burning charcoal fire.

Shen Zhaoheng felt awkward, bowed slowly and left.

Shen Zhi reached out his hand to Xiao Lang again. His palm was as soft as jade, and the bright red color appeared just now, adding a touch of delicateness.

Xiao Lang, who had just been beaten, had a gleam in his eyes and without any hesitation, he placed his face on Shen Zhi's palm and touched it with his lips.

The wet touch brought a tingling sensation to his hot palms. Shen Zhi paused, groped and stroked Xiao Lang's swollen face, and whispered, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Lang shook his head.

Shen Zhi felt his palm being rubbed, and he knew Xiao Lang's denial.

"Come closer."

Xiao Lang went forward as he was told. The two men who were at loggerheads with swords drawn suddenly became very close. The white neck in front of him was covered with blue veins and fresh blood was flowing. When Xiao Lang moved his nose, he seemed to be able to smell the alluring fragrance.

Xiao Lang's teeth felt a little itchy, and they ground anxiously against the soft flesh in his mouth.

Shen Zhi lowered his head and touched the tip of Xiao Lang's nose. Feeling the stiffness of the person opposite him, he smiled. The most elegant and cold flower bloomed vigorously, making people's breath stop.

Shen Zhi's cold lips gently pressed against Xiao Lang's cheek, and the tip of his tongue slightly extended to trace the finger marks on Xiao Lang's face. The intimate and ambiguous touch made Xiao Lang's scalp tingle.

He tilted his head and forcefully sealed Shen Zhi's lips, penetrating, plundering, and sucking. This series of actions didn't give anyone a chance to breathe.

The sound of churning water echoed in the room, making people blush.

There were traces of tears on her white face, and her slightly opened lips seemed to be coated with the most gorgeous lip balm, applied layer by layer, with an alluring watery sheen.

"Are you coming again?"

Shen Zhi urgently needed to be released, for Shen Zhaoheng who came to provoke him, and for the anger that could not be vented.

Xiao Lang, who tightly grasped Shen Zhi's slender waist, fell silent. The passionate man felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head.

Shen Zhi used his fingertips to trace the sharp features of Xiao Lang, and his tone was extremely lingering and sad, "Isn't it that you take medicine every day?"

"Don't want to, huh?"

Xiao Lang swallowed unconsciously. He couldn't refuse Shen Zhi and his waist was tense and painful.

All the anger gathered in one place, just waiting to break through the barrier and hit somewhere else.

"I don't want to," Xiao Lang said with a double-talk, not knowing how hoarse his voice was, and how much Shen Zhi wanted to laugh when he said this.

Shen Zhi approached him teasingly, and Xiao Lang was so nervous that he stood up on guard and was about to escape in the next second.

Shen Zhiqing's low laugh echoed in Xiao Lang's ears, and his moist breath sprayed in Xiao Lang's ears, "Really not wanting to?"

Xiao Lang couldn't bear it anymore, so he pinched Shen Zhi's waist and kissed him, blocking his lips that made him upset, and told him not to seduce him again.

He couldn't resist Shen Zhi's closeness and could only express his emotions with his lips/tongue.

Shen Zhi's face was wet, and even his collarbone and chest were affected.

The white silk was soaked with saliva, the eyelashes were pressed so that they could not open, and the tip of the ear was held in Xiao Lang's mouth and licked/kissed.

Shen Zhi was left speechless by Xiao Lang's puppy-like movements. His body was tightly controlled by Xiao Lang and he could not move. The slightest movement would force Xiao Lang to retreat.

Shen Zhi frowned. What's wrong?

Xiao Lang untied Shen Zhi's belt, and the kiss marks went further down. His strong breath fell on Shen Zhi's delicate skin, making Shen Zhi blush.

Shen Zhi reached out and lifted the person up from below, "I don't like being served like this."

The thought of touching that thing with his mouth made Shen Zhi feel terrified.

Xiao Langgu was stunned and visibly depressed, he had no other choice but to use this method to make His Royal Highness the Crown Prince happy, but now he had been deprived of it by His Royal Highness.

Shen Zhi pinched Xiao Lang's chin slowly, curled his lips and uttered a few words, and Xiao Lang's expression changed from shock to fanaticism.

"Xiao Lang, everyone can come in."

The most holy god invites his followers, the monstrous body is forgiven, and comes from the acceptance of his lover.