By decree and pro

Chapter 55

Dayan's ministers also scolded him for being ruthless because of this incident, saying that even at the funeral of his former subordinates, he did not shed any tears of regret.

I don't know where to start, he seems to only have two expressions - smiling and not smiling.

"Even if you bully me, there's no need to cry." Yan said coldly, turning his face away, "Just treat it as if I was bitten by a dog."

"Heh." Usman narrowed his eyes and smiled, and moved closer, his charming lips almost touched Yan's earlobe, "Since it's just 'being bitten by a dog', it's okay for me to continue doing it, right?"

"What did you say?" Yan pushed Usman's shoulders hard with both hands, and said angrily, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Kill me here?" Usman smiled disapprovingly, "As the prince of Dayan, you are not afraid of provoking a war between the two countries if you assassinate me in Xiliang?"

Usman's words reminded Yan that Aunt Aya was resting not far away. Ever since he and Usman got entangled, the few of them looked "not at all" and turned their backs to them to warm up and rest.

But unless you're deaf and blind and totally out of your mind, you don't know what they're doing.

Yan didn't remember that there were other people there until this moment, and suddenly he was ashamed and annoyed, his face was red and hot.

"Or, you can kill me first, and then kill them all, so that you can leave Xiliang safe and sound." Usman chuckled softly, "But Yan, can you do 'kill them all'? ?”

Usman's question was like a taunt, Yan froze there, yes, he couldn't do it.

He could kill Usman, but he couldn't kill other innocent people.

In fact, not only will he not harm them, but he will try his best to save them from here.

However, when these three people go out, they will definitely report to Jinayali and accuse him of murdering their most beloved king.

So he became an assassin sent by Dayan to assassinate the king of Xiliang, and the war between Xiliang and Dayan inevitably ignited.

In particular, Xiliang is not just a barbaric country, their fighting power is no worse than that of Dayan, so this will be a battle that will last for more than ten years, blood will flow like a river, and people will die. He Chunyuyan will set off another bloody storm ?

Usman's rhetorical question caused Yan's eyes to display an incomparably stern picture. He stood there in a daze, trembling slightly as if he was afraid of the cold.

Shaking, but unable to speak.

"You can't stop me from going on at all." Usman stroked Shangyan's face that was slowly receding red with his fingers, looked into his red eyes and said, "No matter what I want to do to you, you will not do anything to me." There is no way to resist. Here, I am the king and you are the minister."

Yan stared at Usman fiercely, biting his lower lip unknowingly, and before the blood was bitten there, Usman stopped him with a flick of his finger.

"Chunyuyan, why do you like hurting yourself so much?" Usman whispered with a smile as he caressed Yan's bitten red lips with pretty fingertips, "You are desperately saving those who have nothing to do with you." People, even if they are killed by traps, you take it as your own responsibility, you...you are really stupid."

I don't know whether it was the word "stupid" or the word "responsibility" that touched Yan, a teardrop suddenly rolled down his widened eyes.

Yan was stunned, a little embarrassed, another teardrop quickly fell from his eyes, hot and wet, across his cheeks... seeped into the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his tongue tasted the bitter saltiness.

Yan frowned tightly, and looked at Usman with an expression of indignation: "Originally... this is my responsibility. The death of each of them is my responsibility and my fault..."

Tears kept overflowing and rolling down from his reddened eyes... With trembling shoulders, he slowly slid down from the corner of the wall, hugging his head, never wanting to talk to anyone again.

Usman looked down at Yan who had retracted into the "clamshell" again. If he was left alone at this time, when he calmed down, he would return to the original Yan, who was under too much pressure and too much pressure. Guilt and self-blame, Chun Yuyan almost buried himself alive.

Usman squatted down, put one hand on Yanzhi's knee, and said in a low voice: "Yanyan, you came here to escape for your life. If that's the case, what else can't you say to me?"

Yan's shoulders trembled, and he slowly raised his head to look at Usman... Escape?No, he was doing it for Rou'er, not wanting her to be cheated into marriage by Usman, and also to share the worries for the emperor's brother, because the emperor's brother couldn't bear Rou'er to leave Dayan at all, and...

Yan was stunned.He didn't even realize the urge hidden in his heart to stay away from Dayan, because one day, he would kill himself in the palace.

"Yan, I may be bad, but I will always be sincere to you." Usman's eyes are gentle, and his words are even more tender like honey, "With me

Let's talk, it's better than being suffocated by one person. "

Ever since he knew that Jing Tingrui set up a scam and Yan was not killed by Jing Tingrui, Usman was more worried than happy.

A person like Chun Yuyan who is arrogant and despises money as a chivalrous man, not to mention being designed by the "enemy", has killed and injured nearly a thousand loyal and brave soldiers, can he still survive?

But Jing Tingrui did nothing wrong, if he was in Jing Tingrui's position, he would design Yan in the same way, no, maybe he would do even better, if Yan fell into his hands, it might not be a suspended animation.

"Finding his own government in his position", that's all Jing Tingrui did.It's just that Yan's position is very bad, so it happened to be the most critical move.

And with Yan's simple and straightforward personality, even if he didn't seek Jing Tingrui's trouble, he would make it difficult for him.

So Usman urgently recalled Saha and asked him about Chunyuyan's situation in person.

Saha said: Your Highness is not abnormal, the mood has adjusted, and the Great Yan Kingdom is even more blue after the storm, and the whole country was in a peaceful state last year.

Hearing this, Usman was even more anxious. As the king of Xiliang, how could he go to Dayan every now and then, and Yan definitely didn't want to see him again in his life.He had no choice but to use Princess Kerou to trick him into coming.

He knew early in the morning that Yan was lying on the beam of the bedroom, deliberately throwing Yan into the death row tower in the name of "assassination", in order to arouse his desire to survive, even if it is alive, it is better than dead.

And Yan really became "lively" as he expected.Yan with such a high spirit will not be shattered by the Death Row Tower, especially when there is a weak person beside him who needs his help—Ilya.

He "step by step" just to arouse Yan's fighting spirit.

Of course, it was an accident that Yan entered the fighting beast camp, and that was what Usman was most anxious about.

He was worried that Yan was too worried to stand idly by, and even asked his most hated Priest Tower to learn the disguise technique, showing his true colors in places where he knew there were assassins...

If possible, Usman just wanted to tie Yan by his side, regardless of whether Emperor Dayan would call him over. The Emperor Dayan already had a regent, and it was too greedy to always occupy Yan.

Usman knew that Emperor Dayan had only brotherly affection for Yan, but he couldn't help being jealous of that emperor.

Because the emperor is so good-looking, and he is such a gentle and kind person, he is Yan's favorite.

So the jealousy of Emperor Dayan could not be controlled at all.

"You..." Yan suddenly said, "You really have an unusually thick skin."

"Huh?" Usman looked at Yan.

"You are really bad at all." Yan frowned, and said with blazing eyes, "It's extremely bad, it's not just maybe bad."

"Oh." Usman was said to be a very bad person, instead of getting angry, he squinted and smiled.

"My matter is not what you said at all," Yan sighed, weakly said, "It can be resolved by talking about it."

"Yan, it's not just for talking, you can beat me up if you want to vent your anger."

"For what you did to me just now, killing you is not enough to relieve anger, let alone just beating you." Yan raised his eyebrows, with an expression of "what are you talking about?"

Usman smiled wryly.

"However," Yan's tone softened a little, and he confessed, "I thought about whether it would be better to go down and accompany my brothers."

"Flame..."

"But Brother Huang will be very sad, and I don't want to make him sad." Yan continued, "And... when I was in the Tower of Death Row, that night was really hard."

"Is it the day you were bitten by a poisonous insect?"

"You sure know."

"I... asked Xue Ying to bring you the antidote."

"Hmph." Yan rolled his eyes at Usman, and continued: "That night, I suddenly felt alive and felt the fiery pain, which was pretty good."

"Ok?"

"Because it's too cheap for me to die like this." Yan folded his arms and whispered, "Continuing to live, feeling regret and pain, and doing my best to take care of their families is my greatest atonement for them."

Usman's eyes narrowed slightly, Yan's words were like a knife, not only cutting open his heart, but also sprinkled a handful of salt in it, the pain made him speechless for a while.

"I said to myself, let's just live in such pain," Yan murmured, "Then, never allow the people around me to have any more accidents."

"Usman, I'm not so stupid that everyone has to save them, but these people fell because of us." Yan said, "I have to take the responsibility of saving them, if I save them To die is to die well."

"What's 'deserving death'?" Usman was a little annoyed, and said sternly, "You are on my land in Xiliang, and you, Chunyuyan, belong to me from head to toe. I will decide your death and your ownership."

"You still say I'm stupid, I think what you said is quite stupid." Yan provocatively said, "You don't think that if you kiss me twice and touch me twice, we have nothing to do with each other, do you? "

"Yan," Usman suddenly smiled, "You don't think that when you were drunk at Dayan, I really didn't do anything?"

"—?" Yan was stunned.

Usman stood up with a smile and walked towards the flickering bonfire.

Yan quickly caught up, grabbed his arm and asked, "What did you say?"

"Shh." Usman raised his index finger, "It's so loud, it will disturb everyone to rest."

"You!" Yan looked at the people lying on the ground, they were tired and injured, and they all rested around the campfire.

Yan then lowered his voice: "Usman, this matter is endless!"

"Yanyan, I never plan to end my life with you." Usman smiled, using Shuangfang as a pillow, and lay on the ground.

Yan was so angry that even if he were to die at this time, he would be absolutely unwilling, because he still wanted Rausman to back him up!

Seeing that a man and a wolf were sleeping so comfortably, Yan became even more furious. He looked left and right, and lay down on the floor, sleeping on the other side of Shuangfang.

Frost Fang, who was dozing on the ground, was suddenly pushed up by two heads, one left and one right, quite helpless, it yawned big, rested its big paw on its chin, and continued to sleep.

Yan was very upset, he was not sure if Usman was playing him again by saying this, or something really happened between them?

Drunk at Dayan?Does it mean the time they went hunting in the hunting park?

He was really drunk that time, and then he didn't know anything. Did Usman take advantage of others?Or he got drunk and had sex, fell down

Usman?

Yan can't remember at all.