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

Chapter 319
Wan Zhuan guessed what the master said, and went back to look for Fuchen.

During this period of time, Fuchen always disappeared, and he didn't come back until he was tired from playing.Sometimes Wan Zhuan is also very curious, where does she go to play, and she can stay away from home all day.

Thinking about it, I followed her after the exam to see what her footprints were in a day.

In the evening, Wan Zhuan sat on the bed with the bamboo slips and read a book by a candle, waiting for the floating dust.

"Squeak." The door opened, and Fuchen slipped in carefully by himself. When he saw Wan Zhuan on the bed, he only called out, "Brother." He climbed onto the bed from Wan Zhuan's feet, and climbed onto the small blanket on the inside. sleep.

"What did you play today?" Wan Zhuan pulled the person in the bundle into his arms.

I'm a little nervous about tomorrow's exam.

He didn't know the difference between himself and other big family children.

Those who rushed to the ancient capital were not only exceptionally talented, but also had a strong family heritage to support them to become the true pride of heaven.

These people, he has never come into contact with.

Wan Zhuan couldn't help but panic about this future situation.

"Go to the forest to find snakes to play." Fuchen muttered, opened his mouth, and yawned.

Wan Zhuan was silent, he smelled a puff of smoke.

This smell came from the little man in his arms.

Fu Chen loves to play with snakes, he knows it.In summer, a group of snakes protect him.

But it's autumn now.

The woods are dry and there is no fire.

Where did the smell of fireworks on Fu Chen come from?
Wan Zhuan grabbed Fuchen's hand, her ten fingers were washed very clean, there was a trace of color in one of the crevices.

Wan Chan took a closer look, it was khaki.

earth.

Fu Chen suddenly broke free from his little hand, and continued to sleep on his stomach.

Wan Zhuan had doubts in his heart, but at this time, it was not the time to care about these things.

Fu Chen lay on Wan Chaan's body, feeling uncomfortable, turned over and moved to his bed to sleep.

The candles burned until the rooster crowed and the sky turned white.

Wan Zhuan got up and looked at a line of white light on the distant horizon, forming a circle.

Outside the door, it was already full of people.

Today, he has a special person waiting for him to go with him.

"Eldest Prince." Two rows of court ladies stood outside the door holding clothes and jewelry.

Today, he is the face of the country.

It was still pitch black outside the house, but the red lantern in the maid's hand illuminated the way to the door.

It looks very warm.

But it's like a team sending souls after death.

With a blank expression on his face, the eldest prince entered the room and woke up the floating dust.

Fuchen opened his eyes in a daze, and there was baby fat on his face during this time.

Adorable naive.

"Huh?" she mumbled.

Wan Zhuan warned, "Follow me today, don't run anywhere."

If he loses, he must run away immediately.

If Fu Chen was caught, he could only abandon her.

If it is not necessary, Wan Zhuan does not want to do this.

Fuchen struggled to sit up and agreed.

Rubbing his eyes with his little hands, he tried to wake up.

"Where's your snake? Take a piece with you." Wan Zhuan said.

Fuchen climbed out of the bed in a daze, lay down, and looked under the bed.

Then he walked around behind the bed and grabbed a black snake.

The black snake looked longer and thicker than Fuchen.In the hands of the little doll, it is very frightening.

The black snake's tail was hanging on Fuchen's neck, and the head was caught in Fuchen's hands.

The black snake was not moving, looking at the yawning Fu Chen and still sleepy.

Wan Zhuan looked at it, and it became clear that the weather was getting colder, and winter was coming, and the snakes didn't move much.

Stretching out his hands, the court lady waited on him to put on layers of clothes, and then sat at the table to tie his hair.

Wan Zhuan hugged Fuchen, and glanced at the snake in Fuchen's hand.

The snake was so close to him that he didn't notice it.

Thinking of what the father and son said, Wan Zhuan wondered what was so special about Fuchen.

The court lady dressed Wan Zhu in an orderly manner, arranged decorations, and even replaced it with a silver dagger.

Both the handle and the sheath are shiny silver, the sheath is intricately carved, and the handle is simple and elegant, very close to the hand.He pulled out the dagger, flicked his fingers, and made a low "hum" sound.

The front cuts the hand, and a layer of skin is peeled off with a gentle touch.

Wan Kuan looked at his hands, which were covered with thick calluses all the year round, so they were not injured and bleeding just now.

This is a fine dagger, the finest of tributes.

Wan Bran was unmoved.

He knew that all nobles would wear arms as a display of their supremacy.

A gentleman, with the world in mind, dresses people up; he is brave and good at fighting, and deters evil spirits.

Ghost hands and Buddha heart.

Wan Zhun put away the dagger, and did not throw away the dagger he was used to all the year round.Layers and layers of cloth strips are wrapped around it so as not to hurt your hands, but you still won't throw it away.

After everything was packed, Wan Zhuan left with the floating dust in his arms.

As soon as he walked out of the house, there was a palace lady standing at the door, bowing respectfully, "I'm sorry, the eldest prince, the king ordered that no one can accompany you. Please leave Lord Fuchen to me."

The chaff doesn't move.Staring at the maid.

The maid didn't raise her head, she still begged, "Please rest assured, we won't do anything to Lord Fuchen."

Wan Zhuan stared at the rows of maids and guards, knowing that he could not resist, and looked at the floating dust in his hand.

Fu Chen raised his head, looked at Wan Zhuan with clear eyes, and held the black snake in his hand, as if he didn't know what was going on.

Wan Zhuan tightly closed his lips, staring at the floating dust.

If he fails this time, he can take advantage of the chaos and escape.But Fuchen, I'm afraid I will never see it again.

According to the master, Fuchen got someone's favor and could be blessed, but she was too young...

"What's your brother's name?" Wan Zhuan asked in a low voice.

Fu Chen stared at Wan Chan, his eyes were bright and energetic, and after a while, he said, "Chan. Wan Chan."

The sound is crisp.

Wan Zhuan didn't speak, and hugged Fuchen over.

When the palace maid caught it, Wan Zhu immediately took out his dagger and made a hole in Fuchen's arm that was not holding the snake.

The clothes were torn and stained with blood.

"Ah!" Fuchen opened his mouth and howled.

The snake in his hand suddenly opened its mouth wide and jumped up.Wan Zhuan dodged, but was still not as sharp as the snake. He raised his hand to protect his head, but was bitten on his wrist.

The tingling moment stimulates the brain.

"Hiss." Wan Kuan felt the pain, and aimed the dagger in his hand immediately.

But the snake loosened its mouth, fell to the ground, twisted its body and jumped up, coiled itself on Fuchen's body again, "hiss~" spit out the snake's letter, threatening Wan chaff.

"Ah!" Fuchen grabbed the snake and howled loudly.

Wan Kuan grabbed his wrist, confirmed that it was not poisonous, and the maid wrapped his wrist.

"Prince, please rest assured, we will not harm Lord Fuchen." The maid hugged Fuchen with vigilant eyes.

Wan Zhuan remained silent, took the cloth belt and fastened the wound tightly.

The maid stared at her wrist, "Please also, the eldest prince, put the country first and take today's exam seriously."

Wan Zhuan lowered his eyes and saw the inner layer of the maid's coat, which was lavender.

Without making a fuss, he turned around and left.

Unknowingly, someone pried away the people around him.

Wan Zhuan didn't know how to deal with this kind of sadness.

He picked up a child, his sister...he didn't know what state of mind he was in, he just knew how to move forward.

"Brother!" Fu Chen cried out suddenly, calling out to stop him.

Wan Chau paused and turned around.

Fuchen struggled to leave, but there were still tears on his face.

Hei Snake moved his body, and suddenly swung his body to help Fu Chen shake off his wrist.The floating dust fell on the ground, quickly got up, and ran over, "Brother." He hugged his legs and cried.

Wan Zhuan lowered his head, looked at the child who was attached to him, picked him up, and buried his head in, "Don't forget brother."

Wan Zhuan looked back.

The maid stared at the floating dust without saying a word.By default.

(End of this chapter)