Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 315
Wankang's learning cannot be stopped, this is an order.

A new servant appeared, also holding a whip and staring at Wan Chan, but this person was more silent.

Staring at him gloomyly, watching him rest, he whipped the whip neatly.

When the whip fell, Fuchen opened his mouth to cry, but Wan Chan covered his mouth, "Don't cry." He scolded.

Wan Zhuan stared at the servant gloomyly, said nothing, and kept moving his hands.

Fuchen wept silently, choked up.

This is not learning at all, it is torture.

At noon, Wan Kuan was so hungry that he asked for something to eat.He stared at the servant.

The servant just stared at him without moving.

The maid watched the confrontation between the two sides, nodded her head submissively, and ran out to get food.

Fuchen couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep long ago.

Fortunately, Wan Zhuan has time to eat and a stick of incense, but it is enough.

The maid served four large plates of pork and beef, and eight steamed buns.

Wan Zhuan grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his stomach. He took a bite of the meat and steamed buns, but he couldn't chew.

Fu Chen was shaken awake and joined the food army.She held a small piece of steamed bun and gnawed slowly.

Wan Zhuan grabbed a piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth, spit it out, and fed it to Fuchen with his hand, and Fuchen opened his mouth to eat it—this was Fuchen's extra meal.

Like Wan Bran, Fuchen also likes to eat meat, but her teeth are not strong enough.

The meat is always not stewed enough, and it takes a long time for Fuchen to eat by himself.

If he wants to eat, Fuchen points to the meat.

Wan Chan leaked a little from his mouth to feed Fu Chen.

The palace lady watched silently, the servants stared at the incense, the ashes of the incense fell, and Wan Chan just ate all the meals.

The master entered the house, taught a new course, and then ordered Wan Chaan to copy it.

Go up like this, up to Zishi.

Wan Zhuan looked at the servant, who had already changed.But the man was also stuck.

Such a long period of stillness is very exhausting.

Wan Kuan picked up the floating dust that was already sleeping soundly at the side and fell asleep on the ground.

The servant slammed his head against the wooden wall and woke up instantly.A whip fell to the ground, and there was a loud "pop", which woke up Wan Chaan and the maid.

The servant explained, "Your Majesty has an order. The Elder Prince must also ensure his sleep. He must return to the Liyuan to sleep peacefully every night."

Wan Bran: "..."

His brain was so sleepy that he didn't bother to explain anything, so he just picked up the floating dust and rushed back.

The palace maid yawned and was forced to follow.

Wan Zhuan pushed away from the room, and the blood on the ground was dark red and strange under the light of the candle.

The room also smelled of blood.

The maid behind her immediately looked bad.

The servants sent him to the Liyuan, then turned around and left.

When the maid saw someone coming in, she also closed the room, turned around and left.

Wan Zhuan suddenly turned around and looked at the door.

A ray of light from the candlelight mixed with the shadow of the palace lady and fell on the door, wobbling and disappearing immediately.

The room was dark.

Wan Zhuan subconsciously hugged the floating dust in his hand, and his sleepy nerves were stretched into a line at this moment, tense.

The faint draft in the room seemed to be the breathing of some ghost.

Wan Zhuan clenched his teeth and walked over. The next moment, the stickiness under his feet made him stunned for an instant, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

This is... this is...

He knew that it was the man's blood.

But I always feel that he stepped on the pool of blood in hell, he can't bow his head, there will be countless pairs of ghost hands to pull him down!

Wan Kuan's brain hurts, and he quickly rushed to the bed with the floating dust in his arms, and pulled the quilt to wrap him in.

The floating dust was pressed down, and the small hands were held by big hands, which was uncomfortable.

"Uh..." Struggling to move, wanting to gain more space.

Wan Zhuan opened his eyes, his eyes were bright.

There is blood in the breath, that position, that position in the room, the position seven steps away, someone died.

He can kill.

Wan Kuan restrained himself and closed his eyes.

The world fell into darkness.

In his senses, he felt someone picking up a knife and stabbing him at the throat—Wan Zhuan immediately stretched out his hand to block it, and opened his eyes subconsciously.

In an instant, like the tide receded.

Wan Kuan knew that he was hysterical.

can not sleep.

But sleep time is precious, and he must sleep.

Wan Zhuan looked at the sleeping Fu Chen next to him, and pinched his face with his hand.

Sensing the pain, Fuchen opened his mouth and cried, "Ah—"

A familiar cry filled his brain.

Feeling at ease, Wan Kuan closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully, with the sound of "ahah" crying in his ears.

Harem Cloud Courtyard.

A woman watched over her child anxiously. The child on the bed has been sleeping and never woke up.

When the cock crowed and the dog barked, Wan Bran was woken up in advance by the maid.

"It's time?"

"Soon." The woman lowered her head and lowered her eyelids, obviously she was also very sleepy.

"Ha—" Wan Zhuan yawned, but didn't respond.He turned his head and touched Fuchen's face, there was only a little water stain, it seemed that he fell asleep without crying for a while.

Yawning all the way, he rushed to Anxin Building. Passing by, the master patted the table impatiently with a whip, "What time is it? What time is it? Do you know what time it is?"

Wan Kuan didn't say much, sat in his seat and started to study.

Another day of repetition.

At sunset, the maid was told not to serve, but to leave directly.

Only the servant stared at Wankang, but this person would actually be distracted and doze off.

Wan Kuan stared at the candlelight, quietly writing new words.

In the middle of the night, suddenly there was more commotion in front of Anxin Building.

Wan Zhuan opened the door to check, and saw a man in red followed by a woman in purple, and there were more than a dozen people behind him.

They stood next to the big tree in the courtyard. There was a bush next to the tree. They were a little far away, but they could clearly see the two leaders.

Most men in red are wizards in this world.

The woman in purple has a slender head and crescent eyebrows, and her fair face is particularly eye-catching under the light of the lantern.

Most of the fair-skinned and beautiful women in this palace are concubines.

The woman holds a child in her hands and talks to the wizard.

The movement was a bit loud, and the servants also woke up from their doze, glanced at the time outside, saw the team outside, didn't say anything, and followed suit.

There was still half an hour before the end, but no one said anything at this moment.

Wan Zhuan stared at the man in red with indifferent eyes, hiding hostility.

"Jingle Bell."

One of the leaders was holding a big rooster, and the other was shaking a bell behind him, muttering something in his mouth, the sound was not loud, and he could only listen to it.

The wizard puts his hand on the child's head.

The woman in purple suddenly shouted, "Wan Chen! Come back! Come back!"

A loud cry seemed so abrupt in the quiet night.

Shout the soul.

Those who are in shock need their relatives to call out their names three times.

Wan Zhuan was not interested in this, he just stared at the wizard, trying to see his appearance and his actions clearly.

Wait for the moment and kill him.This is Wan Zhuan's idea.

The shout woke Fu Chen up, and Fu Chen crawled over and looked outside the house.

Wan Zhuan lowered his head and watched with the floating dust in his arms.

Fuchen looked at the hustle and bustle outside, his eyes were wide open, full of ignorance and curiosity.

The head looks here for a while, and looks there for a while.

"Wan Chen!"

"Wan Chen!"

Three calls, but no response.

The woman was talking to the wizard, she seemed very anxious, her voice was so loud that she could cry.

"Ahhh." Fuchen suddenly yelled, pointing at someone, looking very curious.

"Cluck!" The big rooster suddenly made a sound.

The woman lowered her head in surprise, hugged the child and continued to be intimate.

The wizard suddenly turned his head and looked this way.

Wan Zhuan stared at the wizard, resisted silently, and hugged Fu Chen tightly with both hands.

"Aww, aww." Fuchen danced and danced, looking very excited.

(End of this chapter)