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

Chapter 316
The wizard stared at the person, stepped up, and walked over.

Everyone followed suit.

Wan Zhuan was vigilant, and quietly turned the floating dust behind him, preventing him from showing his face.

The sorcerer is a very young man named "Zhenren". After becoming a sorcerer, he predicted an earthquake in the first year. Three days later, the eldest prince was born and predicted the future of the prince: destroying the king and the country, killing Father kills mother.

Everyone associates the earthquake with the prophecy of the eldest prince, and believe that the arrival of Wanzhun caused the earthquake.

He was also given the name "Chaff".

The man was expressionless, like a puppet, with a slender figure, and his clear temperament automatically brought him the identity of a mountain fairy.

Wan Zhuan raised his head hostilely, his eyes were full of anger.

"Aww." Fu Chen stood up grabbing the chaff, and showed his hands from his shoulders.

But she was too small and completely covered.

The man was a little interested in the child and said, "Show me."

Ten thousand bran hostility, not allowed.

The servant at the side rushed over in three steps, and was immediately alerted by Wan Zhuan, holding the floating dust with his backhand and still protecting it behind him, so that no one would see him, he took out a dagger from his waist and pointed at the servant, "What do you want? "

The servant paused, he didn't expect Wan Zhuan to move so quickly.

The chastity wizard said, "I just want to see her bones."

"Then arbitrarily judge her life or death?" Wan Zhuan turned his head and asked back, his words were full of gunpowder.Like a ruthless calf, protecting the cub behind him.

Floating dust was unknown, so he thought it was hiding and hiding, "giggled" and grabbed the clothes of Wankang and covered his head, thinking it was well hidden.

The wizard looked over, but indeed saw nothing, blinked his eyes twice, turned and left without saying anything.

This episode is irrelevant.

Everyone didn't care.

In the early morning of the next day, under the sunshine, Wan Bran's writing was correct as usual.

Fu Chen had just eaten and was not very sleepy yet, crawling and playing on the wooden planks under the eaves in front of the door.

Wan Zhuan was writing, occasionally distracted and paying attention to her.

The rising sun in the early morning shines in the forest, and the afterglow falls, and dewdrops are still hanging on the leaves of the grass.

The air is so refreshing.

The little princes also rushed over, and seeing the floating dust crawling in front of the door, someone teased her with a pastry, "Come here. Come here, come here."

"Hey hey." Someone was playing with her, and Fuchen crawled over with a smile.

The figure immediately went beyond the wooden door.

"Floating dust." Wan Chaan shouted.

"Here you are." The second prince threw the pastry in his hand to the ground, and the pastry rolled around Fu Chen.

Fuchen picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wan Zhu poked his head out and saw the actions of the second prince and Fu Chen.

Wan Bran rushed over here as if in shock, at such a high speed that the pastry was blown away in the blink of an eye.

The second prince raised his head and looked at Wan Zhuan, he was dazed and did not dare to move, his expression of horror was beyond words.

This big brother who only exists in legends has always appeared as a "monster", "cursed" and "evil", and his figure also gives people a strong sense of oppression.

This kind of oppression, the second prince only felt that it was more terrifying than his father.

Wan Zhuan knelt down and scratched Fuchen's throat with his fingers.

The food in Fu Chen's mouth was picked out, his throat felt uncomfortable, and he opened his mouth to cry, "Woooo——"

Wan chan is not sure whether it is poisonous or not.

He walked over, picked up the pastry, and walked back.

The male next to the prince immediately stepped forward to protect him.

Wan Zhuan kicked the two away, grabbed the second prince and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ah—" the second prince didn't have time to shout, but was stuffed with a big mouthful of pastry.

The chin was lifted suddenly, and he swallowed and swallowed.

"Uh——" The second prince only felt a pain in his throat, and swallowed it without chewing, choking panicked, and his stomach swelled even more.

"Presumptuous!" The servant got up and grabbed Wan Chan and beat him up.

A whip fell on Wan Chan's back even faster.

"Snapped."

The servant stared at Wan Zhuan, "No games."

The servant of the second prince stared at Wan Chaan and his servants, not knowing what to do.

The prince pinched his throat, wanting to vomit, he looked at the servant, under the whip of the servant, the tall monster "big prince" grabbed the children on the ground and entered the house obediently.

The servant seems to be a brave man guarding the dragon.

But no matter whether there is this brave man or not, this "big prince" is like a giant dragon, like a monster, ready to come out and bite at any time.

Fu Chen was dragged back to the house by her clothes, she was still in a daze, and when she fell on the ground, she immediately crawled out again with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhh".

Wan Zhuan pulled his leg back with one hand, and then lifted his foot to press him down, not letting him move.

"what."

"what."

Fu Chen struggled, wanting to crawl back.It's a pity that the spine is pressed by Wan Zhuan's thigh.

Till Fuchen was tired from struggling, and fell asleep on all fours.

Wan Zhuan pulled him back and put him in the basket to sleep.

The master will take a break for half an hour in class.The little princes will play around.

Every time at this time, Fuchen seemed to hear the voice of a child, as if he had heard a call, and woke up.Get out of the crate and go out.

Sometimes when Wan Chan concentrates on writing, he will ignore the floating dust and climb out by himself.

After a while, there was a cry of "ahah".

Wan Zhuan ran out and saw a red mark on Fuchen's face.

Wan Zhuan looked over, and the little princes backed away one after another, their eyes dodging.

The servants have already chased him out with a long whip.

Wankang swept away, his eyes fell on the second prince's hand, and he kicked his chest.

The second prince took three steps back and fell to the ground, trembling and not daring to move.

The long whip fell, Wan Zhuan grabbed the whip, stretched out his hand and exerted force, the servant was dragged forward and fell somersaults.Wan Zhuan grabbed the whip, "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" He whipped the whip three times and threw it on the servant.

Pick up the crying dust and go back.

"Cry, cry, cry! You still have to go out when you cry!" Wan Kuan scolded, pressing his fingers on his nose.

"Uh——" Fu Chen blew his nose, opened his mouth and cried, with tears in his eyes, looking at Wan Chan, pitifully.

Wan Zhu remained calm, "I'll count to three, don't cry anymore."

"Ah—" Fuchen didn't care.

"three."

"what--"

"two."

"Ah—" Fuchen turned his head, crying endlessly.

"one."

Fuchen closed his mouth, sobbed, and didn't make any sound.

Fuchen loves to crawl and move around, no one will play with her, so she crawls around grabbing the chaff.Get under Wan Zhuan to hide and seek, or climb onto Wan Zhuan's back.

Wan Zhuan remained motionless and let him play.

The floating dust crawled around by itself again, crawling around in the room.

Sometimes, the master would tease her, and more often, he would play by himself.

Another day went by without a hitch.

When Qingchen was going to school, there was another prince who was short-sighted and teased Fuchen with cakes.

"Come here. Come here." The little prince stood in front of the raised wooden porch with his hands on his hands, and stood at the main entrance, luring the floating dust in the house.

Wan Zhuan squinted at the past, his temperament was very cold.

The little prince froze for a moment, grabbed half of the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, leaving the rest in his outstretched hand.His eyes stared at Wan Chaan warily.

The floating dust swished away like a dog smelling meat.Grab the pastry and eat it.

The second prince rushed over and shouted, "Don't move!"

He propped himself up and walked step by step, his steps were a little weird.

The sixth prince stared blankly.

Fu Chen bit the pastry and looked at it while chewing.

The second prince stepped forward and threw the pastry away, pinching Fu Chen's mouth to eat.

The food that reaches the mouth has to run away again.

Fu Chen hid back with a sound of "Hmm -", turned around and crawled towards Wan Zhuan.

The second prince stared at Wan Bran stiffly.

Wan Zhuan held the pen in his hand and looked at the person indifferently.

The two looked at each other for only two seconds, and the second prince pulled the sixth prince and ran away.

Seeing this, Wan Zhuan didn't say anything, but turned to look at the floating dust.

Fuchen's cheeks moved and moved, and he was still concentrating on eating the pastry.

(End of this chapter)