Fast Travel: Forced to flee after refusing to love a brain villain

Seeing Jiang Guo's appearance clearly, Zhan Chengxiao's face was cold, with a bit of boredom between his brows.

It turned out that he had misread it, it was just an ordinary woman, and her figure was only slightly similar to that woman.

Before he could say anything, under the eaves of the hall, a familiar figure walked over, accompanied by a few coughs.

Zhan Chengxiao became interested.

It's really interesting, this Rongyu actually protects this woman so much, it seems that he really has some affection for her.

[Host, the villain is here. 】

This idiot is always an afterthought.

That figure walked from the light and shadow, half of the body was covered by darkness, but the delicate and pale face seemed to be shining, even under the hazy moonlight, it was particularly attractive.

Jiang Guo stared blankly for two seconds, then came back to her senses and moved to "Chu Qingjian".

The little villain in this world is so beautiful, she will be fascinated by him without knowing it.

"Ahem... so it's King Qi, I wonder why it's so lively here,"

Zhan Chengxiao nodded lazily, not even bothering to bend his body.

"Why did His Highness the Seventh come out? It's windy outside. Don't freeze His Highness to the ground. Your Majesty will be worried by then."

When they heard that it was His Highness the Seventh Highness, the whole group saluted and said hello.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Seventh."

There was a pale smile on Rong Yu's face.

"You don't need to be too polite. Father seems to have something to say, so you all go in."

"Yes."

"Chu Qingjian" brought Jiang Guo into the hall, and Murong Xia reluctantly went in, leaving only Zhan Chengxiao and Rong Yu outside the hall.

Zhan Chengxiao glanced at Jiang Guo's back sideways, with a mocking smile in his eyes.

"The Seventh Highness is really timely, but I don't know if Miss Jiang's kindness can be repaid to the right person."

Rong Yu gently gathered her snow-white cloak, her long eyes drooped, her expression dull.

"His Royal Highness King Qi likes to think a lot. This is a good thing. I just hope that the court can share more worries for the emperor."

They are all ambitious people. Zhan Chengxiao is a martial artist, and he prefers real swords and guns. He has always looked down on such weak and useless civil servants.

So what about the prince, he's just a bird in a cage that was pampered and brought up.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince should just take care of your own body. The rest will naturally be done by other people. No matter how bad it is, there will be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Yes, I hope His Royal Highness King Qi will always remember this and serve the court well."

Zhan Chengxiao turned cold, but Rong Yu smiled softly.

"It's windy outside, so my prince will go in first."

Rong Yu coughed, and the palace servants around him helped him into the palace.

Zhan Chengxiao's brows were filled with murderous intent, he glanced at the corpse not far away, and then left with a flick of his sleeves.

Only one cold word came down.

"Drag the body out and feed it to the dogs."

A man in black appeared in the garden, and he dragged up the corpse on the ground and disappeared into the night.

When Zhan Chengxiao entered the palace again, he was obviously displeased a lot.

Jiang Guo avoids his eyes, and waits for him to walk away before raising her eyes to look at his back.

She lightly pushed "Chu Qingjian"'s arm, and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you think His Royal Highness King Qi and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince don't get along?"

It's not just a disagreement, it's simply incompatible.

But "Chu Qingjian" didn't say that.

"Maybe it's just unfamiliar."

Jiang Guo looked at "Chu Qingjian" unnaturally, and suddenly wanted to get something out of him.

She tilted her head and looked at "Chu Qingjian" seriously, and asked, "Sir, I heard from people outside that His Royal Highness is weak and may only live to be 20 years old. He is already this year, so he only has two years to live?" head?"

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