Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"All right"

Rong Mo didn't force it. Anyway, the goal had been achieved. Rong Mo glanced at the +5 hatred value on the system screen and left with satisfaction.

Hate, hate, the more you hate, the more ruthless you will be.

The attendant led the horse to Yi Mi Lei. It was an ordinary horse. Yi Mi Lei was confused. She stepped on the pedal and swayed. Rong Mo was beside him. She subconsciously reached out to catch it, and then stopped her hand in the air.

Yimi Lei steadied her body and noticed that Rong Mo's outstretched hand looked frozen.

Depend on…

Rong Mo secretly thought something was wrong and immediately frowned and covered his chest with his hands.

The tacit understanding between Xiu Jin and Rong Mo has reached the point where Rong Mo knows what to fart as soon as his stomach growls, and the scenes are seamlessly followed.

"Your Highness, does the wound hurt again?" He looked at Rong Mo worriedly and stretched out his hand, "Do you want to go back to the carriage?"

Well done!

Rong Mo gave Xiu Jin a thumbs up in his mind, with a forced smile on his face, "No, I'm fine."

From the outside, it seemed that Imire was not good at horseback riding and almost fell down. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kindly raised his hand to help her, but the wound was injured.

I feel so sorry for a group of nobles.

"It's true, Your Highness Yimi Lei. If you're not good at horseback riding, why would you want to ride a horse? Fortunately, Your Highness didn't pull him away."

"No, Your Highness Yimi Lei will really cause trouble to His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Ding! Imire's hatred value +10, current hatred value: 85"

Yo, it's almost full.

Rong Mo snickered inwardly and glanced at the nobles like a threat.

The crowd immediately became silent.

He smiled at Imire and said, "Go in."

After saying that, he walked towards the gate first. The emperor's carriage was already at the manor. The emperor's body could not ride a horse, so he could only be regarded as a mascot.

A group of nobles arrived at the manor in great numbers. They first placed their luggage and then attended the banquet.

The emperor sat in the first place, Rong Mo sat on the lower left side of the emperor, and Yimi Lei sat on the lower right side.

This position is undoubtedly a provocation to the crown prince.

How can the prince be on an equal footing with the crown prince?

There were many royal relatives among the nobles. One of the earls stood up directly and said to the emperor: "Your Highness Yimi Lei shouldn't be sitting here."

The emperor was slapped in the face in public, and his face was very ugly. The count's rudeness seemed to indicate that he, the emperor, was dead in name only.

He couldn't blame others, it was clearly his own uselessness.

The crown prince was injured, and the emperor should have shouldered the heavy responsibility, but what did the emperor do? He claimed that he was ill and was piling up government affairs to wait for the crown prince to recover from his injury.

Even the hunting invitation was sent after the Crown Prince woke up.

Does this emperor have a sense of existence?

Absolutely not.

They even felt that the emperor's existence was of no use except suppressing the crown prince.

"Count, are you questioning my decision?"

The emperor still had some majesty about him, and his brows were raised, somewhat like a paper tiger.

Rong Mo watched from the sidelines.

"Your Majesty, how can the prince be equal to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The other nobles didn't say anything, but they had the same idea and nodded in agreement.

The emperor has little power in his hands. The future master of the empire is the crown prince, and they will not miss the opportunity to gain favor.

The emperor's face turned green and white, and Yimi Lei was sitting on pins and needles, her head buried low.

"Ding! Imire's hatred value +10, current hatred value: 95"

"..." Rong Mo's mouth twitched when he heard the prompt tone.

Good guy, you are going too far. They are making things difficult for you. Do you hate me?

Although he wants to increase the hatred value, it does not mean that he wants to take the blame.

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yimi Lei. From a distance, he could see the tears in Yimi Lei's eyes.

I only know how to cry and make no progress.

Rong Mo shook his head in disappointment. This son of luck gave him no sense of accomplishment at all.

If it weren't for the support of his blood, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes to crush him to death?

Rong Mo looked away in disgust. The emperor couldn't save his face and kept in a stalemate with the earl.

Finally, Rong Mo couldn't stand it anymore. He put a fist under his lips and coughed twice. He glanced at Yimi Lei and said, "Brother, I know you want to get closer to your father, but after all, this is a serious occasion. Don't call me your father." "embarrassed"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to signal Kailin, "Go and set up a seat for Yimi Lei."

In a few words, he became the ignorant one. Imire shed tears and looked at the emperor.

With so many nobles watching, the emperor just lacked a step, and Rong Mo gave him a step. After all, he was the one who ignored the rules.

In other words, as long as Duke Feinberg did not return to his fiefdom, he would not dare to blatantly challenge the crown prince's status.

As a result, the crown prince's status was not shaken, but he himself got into trouble.

"Go ahead, this is not where you should sit." The emperor took a deep breath and chose to give in.

Yimi Lei only felt that he had been abandoned by his father, and he was so sad that he could hardly breathe.

Does even his father think he is inferior to his brother?

When the seats were changed in front of everyone, Yimi Lei was like a clown, sitting alone at the bottom.

"Ding! Imire's hatred value +5, current hatred value: 100"

"Big, the hatred value is full!" Bai Tuanzi shook his Rongmo sleeves excitedly.

"I'm not deaf, don't pull my sleeves." Xiu Jin finally put it on for him, but it was all torn by small things.

Rong Mo adjusted her sleeves and pressed down the lace bra on her chest.

A small disturbance did not extinguish the nobles' enthusiasm for hunting.

Rong Mo watched secretly in surprise. Unlike hunting in the ancient world, the attendant led him a dog. The dog was very thin, with brown fluff around its eyes, and its two big ears hanging down. It looked cute and cute.

It stuck out its tongue at Rong Mo and sat neatly beside the waiter's legs.

Rong Mo knelt down and waved to the dog.

The dog's eyes were round and bright, and it ran towards him. Dogs used in hunting fields are trained hunting dogs and will not behave in any irregular manner.

With Rong Mo's consent, it circled around Rong Mo, wagging its head and tail, exposing its belly.

Rong Mo stretched out his hand and touched his soft belly. It felt very good.

"What's its name?", Rong Mo's eyebrows were curved and he smiled softly, making the waiter feel dazed for a moment.

After getting no answer for a long time, Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the waiter, "Huh? I'm asking you something."

He was still smiling, but it was more fierce. The waiter hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, it's called Binge."

Rong Mo nodded and rubbed Bing Ge's head, "Let's go Bing Ge, the rest is up to you."

Bing Ge seemed to understand and shouted at him twice with high spirits.

Rong Mo stepped on the pedal and climbed onto the horse. His movements were deliberately slowed down, giving the impression that he was seriously injured.

Xiu Jin went to get a shotgun for Rong Mo. When he came back, Rong Mo was gone. He grabbed the attendant and asked, and then he learned the direction Rong Mo left.

The fingertips in his sleeves tightened, Xiu Jin clamped the horse's belly and chased after him.

Acting secretly and without authorization again!

Xiu Jin knew that the second assassination planned by Rong Mo was at the hunting ground, and she always felt panicked when he wasn't with her.

Finally he saw a young man on horseback carrying a crossbow by the stream.

"Whoosh!"

The sword shot out and hit a gray hare.

The hare was injured and fled desperately. Rong Mo jumped off the horse and loosened the rope in his hand, "Bing Ge, go catch it back!"

The dog named Binge ran out and quickly chased into the grass. After a while, he took out a rabbit and ran towards Rong Mo.

Rong Mo knelt down and took the rabbit from Bing Ge's mouth, raised his hand and rubbed Bing Ge's head, smiling brightly, "Well done Bing Ge"

"..."

Xiu Jin didn't expect that he would be jealous of a dog. He walked through the grass, his leather boots making a rustling sound as he stepped on the grass.

Attracting Rong Mo's attention, the young man looked back at him, his beautiful lips curved, and he raised the prey in his hand towards him.

"See what I caught?"

"Baby, you're so amazing," Xiu Jin praised lovingly, quickened her pace and came to Rong Mo, placing a kiss on her forehead.

Looking at his bright eyes, Xiu Jin's heartbeat continued to accelerate, and she held Rong Mo in her arms, "You can't get hurt, you know?"

Rong Mo blinked his eyes, pressed his face against the soft fabric, put his arms around Xiu Jin's waist, and rubbed it lovingly, "I know, don't worry, they won't succeed this time."

"Yeah," Xiu Jin responded, stroking the delicate back of Rong Mo's neck with cold eyes.

In order to learn about Rong Mo's whereabouts, Yimi Lei rarely took the initiative to talk to people.

Due to Imire's status, the waiter pointed him in the direction, and then he saw someone riding over.

Imire passed Rong Mo's location to Cyrus using special magic.

This voice transmission magic was taught to him by Cyrus.

I received a reply from Cyrus soon after.

A large number of assassins lurked in the direction of Rong Mo. This was the force they were waiting for in the capital, and Langdon was also among them.

But he came here to watch, not to assassinate.

Langdon used his invisibility magic and swaggered through the crowd, looking for Rong Mo's figure.

He didn't know that the crown prince was Rong Mo, and he was still looking for Jeff's face.

It seems that I couldn't find it.

Stand in the crowd and scratch your face.

Could it be that...my brother followed the assassin to assassinate the crown prince?

Wouldn't that be dangerous!

Langdon bit his lower lip, feeling uneasy. No, he couldn't let his brother participate in such a dangerous thing!

He quickly blended into the assassination force.

When he saw Rong Mo, he opened his mouth in shock. It was a face that was so beautiful that it was indistinguishable from male and female, with dark hair, delicate eyebrows, snow-like skin, and magnificent and dangerous pupils, all of which were on his aesthetic point.

Is this the Imperial Crown Prince? ?

Langdon's eyes were almost glued to Rong Mo. Not only did the appearance match his aesthetics, but also the aura. There was a voice in the air urging him to come closer.

Rong Mo seemed to feel something and raised his eyes in Langdon's direction, but he saw nothing.

Their eyes did not meet, but Langdon could clearly see the red rose-like eyes.

What should I do? I don’t want to kill him.

Langdon covered his mouth. He fell in love with the crown prince at first sight.

However, the moment I saw Xiu Jin again, my dream was shattered.

Why do I see this guy everywhere? Shouldn't he be by his brother's side?

Langdon pulled on his magic robe, revealing only two pairs of resentful eyes.

Damn it! This half-hearted stinky dragon!

Langdon was so jealous that Xiu Jin suddenly cast a cold gaze at him, and this time their eyes met.

Langdon's scalp went numb instantly.

"What are you doing here?", a low and cold male voice came in my mind.

Langdon weakly hugged his magic wand, "I...I will assassinate the crown prince..."