Lord, please be gentle

Chapter 62

In the scorching sun, Meng Feichen pulled Qin Weiyang who was tied up behind him, and rode on a tall horse to the destination.

Behind Qin Weiyang, his eyes were red and lifeless, staring at Meng Feichen's back indifferently, his eyes were so desperate.

She is dead.

On the first day he knew her, when she died in front of him, he couldn't do anything.Rather than saying it was the hatred for Meng Feichen pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it was better to say it was a hatred for his uselessness.

The harsh punishment imposed on the heart lock made Qin Weiyang's heart gradually cool down.

People who were exposed to the sun were very uncomfortable. Under a big tree, Meng Feichen got off his horse, tore Qin Weiyang off, dragged him to the shade of the tree, took out the water bag, lifted his head, and violently put the water on his head. into his mouth.

"You can't die until you reach your destination." Meng Feichen's voice was extremely cold, and no one could connect the person in front of him with the person before him.

Qin Weiyang glanced at him indifferently, then raised the corners of her lips into a mocking smile, she didn't want to look at him any more, and turned her head away.

Meng Feichen narrowed his eyes, tightly held the water bag in his hand, walked to the other side and sat down, Qin Weiyang was tied up with ropes all over, he didn't think he would have a chance to escape.

"If you have something to ask, just ask." Meng Feichen raised his head and took a sip of water, and said in a muffled voice.

Qin Weiyang remained silent.

Meng Feichen seems to be used to his silence, even before, Qin Weiyang didn't talk much to "Meng Feichen", let alone now.

Meng Feichen opened his mouth, but there was no reaction from Qin Weiyang in the corner of his eyes. "I want to take you back to Xibi."

Qin Weiyang still didn't speak, but Meng Feichen felt extremely depressed. He obviously succeeded, and he had clearly captured the prince of Dongyao Kingdom as he expected. Why, his heart couldn't be happy at all. Woolen cloth!
The Wushuang sword in his hand made him startled.

That smile came to mind.

"That sword is called Wushuang. During this month, it will belong to you temporarily."

"You will be inconvenient without a weapon."

"Stupid, hold on for me. If you dare to die, I'll pull you out and whip your corpse."

"I didn't call you a fool, you are called a fool from today on."

"Idiot... We are so worried about you...Idiot, idiot, why are you an idiot..."

"Stupid...I've brought back what you lost. You have to put it away properly. If you lose it again, I'll throw you out."

The words from the past kept pouring into Meng Feichen's mind, making him more irritable and emotional. He tightly held the Wushuang sword in his hand, almost biting the roots of his teeth.

She regretted it, at the moment when she fell off the cliff, she must be regretting why she believed such a liar like him, she must regret giving herself such a precious sword.

"I don't know who you are, but I don't allow you to use me to hurt my partner, and I won't give you such a chance."

That sentence, the last sentence she said to herself, in those big amber eyes, there was complete indifference and hostility, he knew very well that at that moment, the "Meng Feichen" in their minds was dead, and Now he is just a mean and shameless bastard who takes advantage of their feelings.

but……

Isn't this already in his plan?

From the very beginning, he made up his mind to approach Qin Weiyang, but was hindered by her action. When he was trying to find a way, she was pulled into their team, and he completed his plan of approaching in a daze.

For the rest of the time, he continued to gain their trust and performed the image of "Meng Feichen" vividly and exquisitely. He could be sure that they did not doubt him at all until he exposed everything.

Laughing, Meng Feichen tried his best to make himself laugh, Yu Junhan left inexplicably, making the team lose a strong and calm main force, at the same time Meitangxun was injured, and Qin Weiyang's Lixiao was not by his side, it was he who started the attack A good opportunity for him, and he did exactly that, and completed his plan perfectly.

Qin Weiyang was captured, Meitangxun... fell off a cliff.

He didn't dare to dream that she could survive falling from such a high cliff, that was basically impossible, and the moment she fell, she was doomed to die.

but……

Why does his chest feel sore.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

Meng Feichen lowered his head and laughed at his eccentricity, but he didn't notice that a black shadow was gradually approaching in the sky.

The wind he felt raised his hair, and a huge black shadow enveloped his head.

Meng Feichen stood up abruptly, looking at the huge monster above his head with full vigilance.

It is as big and huge as the black dragon, but its body is silver and white, with a pair of silver horns on its head, shining in the sun.What shocked Meng Feichen the most was the person on the silver dragon. Against the sun, he couldn't see the other person's facial features clearly, but a familiar smile from his ear shocked him, and he looked at the silver dragon in disbelief. Silver Dragon Knight on high control.

"Stupid, your speed is really slow. It took a day and a night to walk this far. Why don't you ask my little silver to give you a floor."

The familiar but not familiar laughter sounded, and Meng Feichen was shocked in place, his eyes were shocked, and he couldn't move.

Qin Weiyang jumped up suddenly, looked up at the figure on Yinlong's back, and said in surprise: "Xiao Xun! Is Xiao Xun really you?" It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, this voice, this one has always been A voice echoing in his head.

It was her, it must be her.

"Hmph, little brother Yuanbao, why are you tied up like a zongzi?"

"You're not dead?" Meng Feichen hesitated for a moment, trying to stabilize his emotions. He couldn't tell whether the surge in his chest was shock or fear, or...a hint of joy?
"I didn't beat you up, young master, how can I swallow this breath." Tang Xiaoxun on the silver dragon squinted to look at the people below, and as she turned over, a light figure jumped off the silver dragon.It fell towards Meng Feichen's direction at a fast speed.

"Touch!" With a loud noise, Meng Feichen was kicked out by the swooping Tang Xiaoxun.

Blood vomited from his mouth, Meng Feichen held his painful chest in disbelief, and looked at Tang Xiaoxun.

She really isn't dead!
"Xiao Xun, you're not dead! You're really not dead! That's great!" Qin Weiyang couldn't believe his eyes, the cliff had no bottom, he had already given up hope for her life, but he didn't expect, God gave him such a big surprise.

She's alive, she's alive!

"Haven't you heard the saying that the scourge will last for a thousand years? I'm too early for the thousand years, and the King of Hades won't accept me." Tang Xiaoxun cut the rope on Qin Weiyang's body with a scimitar in Tang Xiaoxun's hand, and looked at Meng Feichen on the opposite side with leisure.

"Traitor." She spat out words as cold as ice.

Startled, Meng Feichen covered his chest and looked at her in embarrassment.

"Everyone is their own master." He wiped the blood from his mouth and puffed up his chest.

"Where do you want to take Wei Young?" Tang Xiaoxun asked.

"Sibyl."

"Are you from Xibi?" Tang Xiaoxun was slightly surprised.

"I am the son of the Third Prince of Xibi——Zhan Zhiluo." Meng Feichen said, but he knew that he was really defeated this time, and he would not want to take Qin Weiyang away at all, but...he couldn't be in his heart anymore. After telling a one-word lie, facing that familiar but indifferent little face, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"It turns out to be Xibi's eldest son. I really feel sorry for you for coming to be with us these days. You can go now. Before I kill you." Tang Xiaoxun's eyes burst out with a murderous look and a sharp light .

Meng Feichen was pierced by her sharp eyes, his chest constricted, and he took a step back subconsciously. The bitter feeling in his heart almost made him unable to stand up.

"Go away." Tang Xiaoxun took a deep breath, grabbed Qin Weiyang, waved Yinlong to fly down, and said coldly to Meng Feichen.

She couldn't kill him after all, even if he had deceived them with lies, but, as he said, they are their own masters, he is not wrong, but they stand in different squares, he is the royal family of Xibi , and Qin Weiyang is the prince of Dongyao, the two countries have been at odds for a long time, it is not difficult to explain Xibi's actions.

Having said that, it is impossible for her to forgive a friend who has betrayed her. No matter what the reason or excuse is, a betrayal is a betrayal.

She may not kill him, but she will never treat him as a partner again.

There is no such need.

Meng Feichen felt a suffocating pain in his chest, and seeing the resolute back of the dead man, his shoulders couldn't help but collapse.

This was all caused by him. The moment his identity was revealed, he knew that such a day would come.

Watching Tang Xiaoxun help the weak Qin Weiyang onto the back of the silver dragon, watching her gradually disappear into the sky from his eyes on the huge silver dragon, watching her indifferent gaze with cold eyes that made him startled Looking at him, Meng Feichen knew that there was a warm place in his heart, and he died.

He didn't even want to think about where the silver dragon came from, and didn't want to guess how she survived from the cliff.These are no longer important to him. He knows that the only person in this world who treats him as a friend and treats him sincerely has been pushed away by himself.

The madness in the surroundings brushed over his body in bursts. He didn't have the anger of mission failure, and his heart was full of the lost silence.

If possible, he would rather be the "Meng Feichen" in the first palace in the world forever than the son of the Third Prince Xibi.

how...

Sitting on the ground slumped, he lowered his head indifferently.

"Rao'er, you are the pride of this king. For the glory of the Three Princes' Mansion, you must become the most important right-hand man of the new emperor. Let the world know how good this king's son is, and let everyone in the court laugh at him. Shut up your bastard." His father's majestic voice echoed in his ears.

"Rao'er, you must assist your lord well. You are the pride of the palace and the hope of his life. You can't fail, Rao'er... All my mother's hopes are pinned on you. Your brothers look down on you. You are the most beloved child of the prince, and you are the one who can inherit the palace." The tearful face of the mother who was only the concubine of the prince appeared in front of his eyes.

"Rao'er... the prince of Dongyao Kingdom is about to go back to take over the throne. You must capture him before he returns home and send him to the new emperor, so that he can have a place in the court before the new emperor ascends the throne." position." The royal father's excited expression was so clear.

"Walking around..."

"Walking around..."

"Walk around."

"Enough! Enough! I have done my best! What do you still think about me, I will make you proud, I will make you proud of me, and I will fulfill your wishes! Shut up! Shut up! Don't talk anymore! Don't talk anymore!" Roaring in pain, Meng Feichen hugged his head tightly with both hands as if he wanted to pull his head out.

Mother's expectation, father's expectation, those smiling faces full of calculations driven by profit.

He is a human being, and he also has feelings, can you ask them not to always use him as a tool to show off and grow up.Nobody... nobody really cared how he felt, nobody really asked him if he wanted it.

No one will treat him sincerely.

The mother regards him as a tool to gain the prince's favor and attention.

His father regarded him as the capital to speak in court and a gift to please the new emperor.

In their eyes, he is just a tool, a puppet, who can't speak, can't resist, and obeys their orders obediently.

If it is not necessary, they will not even say a superfluous word to themselves.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Meng Feichen let out a low laugh. For such parents, for such a life, he pushed the only person who was sincere to him to the place farthest from him.

I can never go back to the old days, and I can never gain her trust again.

Grabbing the Wushuang sword on the ground hastily, he hugged it tightly in his arms.

Only it, only it.

(End of this chapter)