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

Chapter 379
Fuchen smiled and continued to wait.

"I also heard that there is a very clever little prince named Wanxin in the palace."

"It's so weird."

Zhuge Jin stared at Fu Chen, "With your means, there will be no such internal information of the palace. Wan Chen is under control, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead. How can a little prince be famous? Unless, it's your instigation .”

He spoke faster and faster.

Stepping on the enemy's secret, this thrill seems to be revenge.

"The little prince in the palace, there is no such person. You are the one who changed the identity of the prince for Wankran civet cat."

"At that time, killing Wankang went so smoothly, I felt something was wrong."

"The head is protected by you, I can't see it."

Zhuge Jin pointed to the sky, "But Tiansha Xiangxing is still there, and there are three. I know what's wrong."

Fu Chen smiled and stared at Zhuge Jin, "You are very smart, too smart. I won't let people remember your talent for a lifetime."

Turning his head to look at the accompanying officer next to him, "Pass the order down," pointing at the pigweed on the edge of the courtyard wall, which is often used as grass for pigs.

"This grass is renamed "Zhuge Viola". If you say pigweed but not Zhuge Viola, you will slap it three times."

"Yes." The official wrote it down respectfully.

Fuchen smiled at Yanyan, "This is my revenge on you."

Zhuge Jin remained silent.

Fuchen clapped his hands, and two strong warriors carried Zhuge Jin to the middle of the courtyard to behead him.

Zhuge Jin made a move suddenly, pushed the person who did it away, and ran outside.The soldier went after him, but he did not know what switch he pressed, and the figure disappeared.

Fuchen stared at Zhuge Jin, then turned back to the room.

There must be a secret room in the room. The secret room may or may not have a secret passage leading to the outside world.Zhuge Jin chatted with her to delay time.

There must be someone in the secret room, he noticed it and wanted to divert his attention.

Fuchen pointed at the Zhuge family courtyard, "Set it on fire."

Ji Shenyin's Gu worms flew out to chase Zhuge Jin.

The fire burned, and the smoke rose in the vast mountains.

Ji Shenyin failed.

Zhuge Jin was not that easy to deal with.The girl from the Ji family may also release water.

The whole world is waiting to see the death of their brothers and sisters, there are too many of them.

Fuchen took the bamboo slips of sixty carriages and Zhuge's machinery back.

After driving for two months, Fuchen returned to the palace.

In the deep palace, a tall man wearing a mask was looking at the bamboo slips, approving the characters, and issuing instructions.

Fu Chen walked in and called softly, "Brother."

The man raised his head, his eyes peeked out from the cold mask, he didn't say anything, and continued to work with his head down.

At the beginning, Fu Chen regretted it after telling Zhuge Jin the secret.

She realized that Zhuge's family has a secret method of bewitching, which is used with dark incense.She has the formation that the former Zhuge family has drawn on her body, so it doesn't need to be too troublesome to use it on her again.

But the Wu Clan also has the mind of bewitching.

Zhuge Jin left, and Fu Chen immediately woke up.

After being under the previous Zhuge Patriarch so many times, this time he was finally able to wake up by himself.

She ran to Wan Zhuang's palace in the middle of the night, threw herself on Wan Zhuan, knelt by the bed and wept endlessly, "Brother, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Wan Zhuan stared at the child beside him, got up, pulled up the floating dust, and looked at her.

Fuchen covered his head and kept crying, refused to get up, knelt on the ground, "Zhuge Jin came to see me, he asked me your secret, I told you."

Fuchen raised his head, tears streaming down his face, "Brother, too many people in this world want you to die. Your reputation for brutality has already become famous all over the world, not Zhuge, there will be others."

Fuchen took a deep breath, but still couldn't stop the surging pain, choked on it, and burst into tears.

Wan Zhuan sat by the bed, looked at her and said.

"It's easy to hide with a bright gun, but hard to defend against a dark arrow."

Fu Chen looked at Wan Zhuan, "Brother, it's better to follow the trend. Let Li Daitao stiff."

He lowered his head and looked at his arms.

"Do you believe me?" Fuchen rolled up his sleeves, revealing the writing on his arm, "Brother." Tears rolled down from his eyes.

This plan requires Wan Zhu's absolute trust in her.

This is no longer what "adventure" and "nonsense" can represent.

Once Wankang is blown to death, no one can stop Fuchen from doing what he really wants to do.Neither can Wan Bran, because he no longer has the status of a prince.

Risk, all too clear.

Wan Zhuan remained silent, staring at her, his eyes turned to the word "Wan Zhuan".

This is a contract.It is also a guilt.

Wan Zhuan's eyes were like a deep sea, and the two fell into it.

The two were tied together and fell into the quagmire together.

Wan Bran intends to secretly find a substitute and train him.Hiding behind himself.Zhuge Jin appeared when Zhuge Jin was around, and silently shifted to the rear when he was away, becoming an unknown general and commanding the army.

Holding the military power is the bottom line of all bran.

In that battle, Wan Zhuan was mixed among the soldiers, seeing Zhuge Jin commanding and dismembering "Wan Zhuan" by five horses, seeing Fuchen holding "Wan Zhuan"'s head and screaming in pain, but silently, the pain of struggling was beyond words; Seeing her driving the boa constrictor to fight frantically, watching her gradually become sharper.

because of him.

Because he is a mess.

pain?Still pleased?

Wan Zhuan couldn't understand, but when Fu Chen hugged "his" head, his painful expression would never make people doubt this feeling again.

At that moment, he only hoped to die before her as much as possible.Don't leave her suffering alone.

Fu Chen silently walked to Wan Zhuan's side, gently lay on the corner of the table, and rested as before.

She knew that Wan Zhuan was cruel, but she still couldn't accept that he was divided into pieces by five horses.

He is cruel, but also tenacious and decisive, able to take the country further.This is enough.

Wan Zhuan neatly wrote the comment, rolled up the bamboo slips, and glanced at the floating dust, "Slaughtering all over, can I still go to see your god in the future?"

The witches claim to serve the gods.

Fuchen said lightly, "I don't believe in gods. Gods are useless, I am a god."

Seek what you want.No matter the cost.

Wan Kuan picked up the bamboo slip next to him, opened it, and looked it up, "You keep Wan Chen from killing, what else do you want to do?"

Fu Chen chuckled, "He's still useful."

Wan Zhuan: "Don't mess around, you can't kill him, give him a good time."

He no longer talks about the benevolence of a woman in the dust.Even if Fu Chen took the trouble to keep the pregnant women and children from killing, her killing intent was no less than that of Wan Bran.

At the age of 14, Fuchen used the most painful and fastest way to grow into a "big king" and completed his coming-of-age ceremony.

Fu Chen briefly flipped through the bamboo slips, "Brother, you can fix it. I'll go and relax."

Wan Zhuan bowed his head and was busy dealing with political affairs.

Floating dust briskly entered the harem.After one year in power, the concubines in the palace also changed.

Except for Concubine Qi next to the cold palace, the masters in the harem can come and die.

Wankang's women were not moving, and they were all sent to "Wankang" to be buried with them.

After all, it was Dawei Heavenly King "Wan Bran" who had to die, so there must be no less funeral objects.There should be no less programs.

Fuchen is also worried that these women who have seen Wan Zhuan's body will be used again by the nobles after they are released, and will become a stumbling block for Wan Zhuan to rise again.There were no pregnant women, and Fuchen didn't show any conscience, and buried everyone directly.

Now in the palace, he is her male favorite.

Fuchen walked to the cold palace.

After the renovation of the cold palace, simple furniture was installed, the wind and rain could not blow, there was no more drafts of howling ghosts and wolves, and the grass in front of the door was pulled out and repaired.

Fuchen enters the room, where a court lady and a guard are serving Wan Chen.

He was drugged by Fuchen, and his body was weak. In the past two years, Fuchen used various precious medicinal materials to nourish his body.

His body cleared Xiao Ban's body without moving the floating dust.

Fuchen stepped forward and felt his pulse, and it became much stronger, and the loss of internal organs was fully repaired.

"The sixth prince deserves to be the prince loved by everyone." Fu Chen said with a smile, "There will be a witch to treat your illness even if I'm not around."

Chastity still arranged for him to be protected by a witch.

Wan Chen was indifferent, his feet were bound by five kilogram anklets, and he didn't have a key, so he went directly to the master to fuse the two pieces of iron into one piece little by little.

It is more troublesome to abolish it.But if the witch finds a lot of corrosive liquid, it's not too difficult.

"Isn't the most popular one the youngest son, Wanxin, whom the king never knew?"

The identity of Prince Wanxin is the son of Wanqi, so that he can quickly splice the age and successfully ascend to the throne.

As a living prince, Wan Chen naturally knew what was going on.

Other princes and princesses, such as Wan Hui, kept silent and dared not do bad things.

Fuchen smiled naturally, and slid his fingers across Wan Chen's chest.

The two servants were both dumb, they were very good at winking, and retreated.

Wan Chen opened Fuchen's hand.

Fuchen smiled lightly, "The man sent by the officials is full of beauty. For the first time, I know that men also have charming beauty and masculine handsomeness."

She stared into Wan Chen's eyes, "In their eyes, there is flattery, admiration, admiration, and grievance. Every time I see them, I think of you."

Fu Chen tilted his head, puzzled, "Tell me, what is liking?"

Wan Chen changed the subject, "I heard that you killed Zhuge's family?"

Fuchen smiled, not caring about his avoidance, and said in a word, "It was the inner sect who killed 84 people, but he mixed up a lot of outer sect disciples. In fact, he only killed 44 inner sect disciples, and now he is chasing them down."

Wan Chen stared at Fuchen with a heavy tone, "You are exactly the same as your brother. Such cruelty will only become a sinner in history."

Fuchen tilted his head and smiled slyly, and said in a brisk tone, "Don't judge me lightly. One day, you will find that you are exactly the same as me."

Standing up, looking down at Wan Chen who was sitting, "Sitting on the side, you may not necessarily make the right choice. Why do you think that as a party involved, being swept up by the waves, you can be absolute in everything?"

"If I judge everything seriously, how can I live in this life?"

"Don't do anything, just reflect?"

Fuchen spread his hands, "It's better to grasp the main purpose, and leave the rest to future generations to comment."

She leaned over and stared at Wan Chen, the bridge of her nose was close to Wan Chen's, her eyes were burning.

Wan Chen turned his head away.

Fu Chen chuckled, "I want to know what it's like to be with someone who likes me?"

She thinks there is little love.In each world, just pick a person who feels similar.There is not much contradiction in this area, and I have not seriously thought about it.

But in this world, who to be with is a luxury choice.

Fu Chen picked up two iron balls totaling ten kilograms, and held Wan Chen with one hand towards the bed.

Undressing Wan Chen, Wan Chen remained silent and did not cooperate.

Fuchen smiled and promised, "I can promise you one request, it can be too much, even if you kill me with your own hands."

Her tone was like playing house.

Wan Chen's hands trembled, and she looked at Fu Chen, she said her death, her tone was normal, she didn't care.

Fu Chen briskly untied his clothes and easily pushed him down.

Afterwards, the dust went out.

Wan Zhuan was waiting outside, holding the contraceptive pill in his hand.This was prepared by herself.

Fuchen took it away, took a sip, "it's still hot." He drank it down.

The night is dim, and people in it are like ghosts and ghosts.

"Anyone can, but he can't." Wan Zhuan said.He was talking about Fuchen's husband.

Fuchen didn't care, "Well, I know."

Wan Zhuan glanced down at her, and patted her on the shoulder as a comfort.

They are all the same choice.

the same way.

"Brother, what is love?" Fu Chen asked.Look up for the moon.The moon is dim, hidden behind the clouds, only the outline can be seen vaguely.

Wan Zhuan walked in front and replied coldly, "I don't know. It's something we can't afford."

Feelings are a taboo in the deep palace.

For love, Yang Yiren entered the palace again because of Wan Chen's great career and was close to Wan Bran.

Friendship, Zhuge Jin wanted to cut him into pieces for the sake of his world.

Family love, several times of precaution and several temptations, finally peace of mind.

It is very luxurious.

Fuchen thought about Wan Chen, Zhenren, Yang Yiren... he didn't dare to think deeply.

Wan Chen, maybe there may be love, but it's not a team, we can only guard against it.

The chastity... is gone.

Yang Yiren is a type of person she likes very much. He is heroic, as if he can succeed in anything.

Fu Chen pondered for a long time, and finally said, "There is Wan Chen in the Wu Clan, I need to spend some time to find it."

In the next two years, Jiang Guo was overwhelmed by the fact that the eldest prince and the second prince entered into a battle for royal power.

The Mang Kingdom was seriously injured by the massacre of [-] troops and the snowstorm.

Wan Guo obtained a rare cultivation period.

During this period of time, what each family learned was printed into a book, and people who opened the conversation can be seen everywhere in markets, parks, village roads, and teahouses in various places, regardless of size.

As long as the people can pay one-fifth more tax, they can participate in various skill training.

Fuchen even asked the officials to recruit people, and put up a slogan, "Work hard to pay taxes for three more years, and triple your income in the future!"

"Learn carpentry for a year, and the gift money is left over! All the furniture is handmade, so you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life!"

"The golden rice bowl, the drinking rice bowl, is not as good as the iron rice bowl of the government. After three or five years of martial arts, the military field listens to you; after five or six years of literature, the prime minister is in front of you."

"Ma Erjun, Ma Erjun, if you learn to kill horses, you can only be a butcher; if you learn to raise horses, you can sell them; if you learn to ride horses, you can enter the imperial court;

……

All kinds of fancy speeches attract people to learn.Astronomy and geography, ethics, life practice, inner exploration... Various theories overflow downward.

Fu Chen was very pleased to see the treasury going from a deficit to a liquidation.Surprised, he took the overflowing money and food as gifts, and held national competitions and various awards. The time was set during the slack season to enrich everyone's life.

After the war, Wan Guo quickly entered a colorful life.

(End of this chapter)