The witch comes into my arms

"Come in." Xia Yuan said.

Han Yue pushed open the door, hurried around the screen, and saw Wang Changde motionless on the ground with a broken neck.

She exclaimed and saw the half-sunk dark figure in the shadow of the corpse.

Xia Yuan's eyes flashed. His normally gentle and virtuous sister, who was like a lady to everyone, was already holding a short sword and standing in front of him. She looked heroic and pointed the sharp blade at the Shadow Clan.

"Sister, don't panic." Xia Yuan put his arms around her waist and let out a sigh in his heart.

The usually soft waist, now that the strength has been raised, the skin and flesh have contracted, making it even more tender, smooth and elastic.

I don't know if this is the case in other parts of the body.

He wanted to reach down, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the short knife in Han Yue's hand, and his thoughts were shattered by the tip of the knife.

If it were just an ordinary short knife, that would be fine. The simple and old one in Hanyue's hand had a curved tip that looked like a bloody hook used to kill pigs. The blade had no light, and the light was hidden in the blade. It would wait until it penetrated the opponent's body. Lit up with blood.

This is a grassland short knife that has created countless dead souls. It is a relic of Han Yue's father.

"It's my pet." Xia Yuan explained hastily, focusing entirely on the knife.

He pretended to blame: "Sister, why are you carrying this knife with you? Put it away quickly."

Hanyue looked at the strange creature for a while and saw it sinking quietly into the shadow. With a twist of her wrist, the dagger disappeared.

"Where did you hide the knife?"

Xia Yuan pretended to be looking for a knife and explored the mountains, plains and river valleys.

Hanyue blushed and went to stop His Highness's hands, because she was afraid of hurting him, so she couldn't stop him no matter what.

The short knife appeared in her hand again, and Xia Yuan immediately retracted his hand.

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me. Why did you take out the knife?" Xia Yuan protested in a low voice.

Han Yue was startled for a moment, then laughed. She just wanted to take out the dagger and show His Highness how to hide it on her body, but she never thought that His Highness would regard it as a threat and willingly accept the threat.

She put away the dagger and looked at the body on the ground: "Your Highness, what happened?"

Xia Yuan put his arm around her waist again. Sure enough, her waist was much softer under normal conditions than before.

"Wang Changde tried to attack me, but I killed him on the spot."

"Your Highness, don't coax me."

"Kiss me, sister, and I'll tell you."

Hanyue ignored his talk and guessed: "Is it possible that His Highness killed Butler Wang because he thought he was talking too much?"

Thinking of Xia Yuan's usual lack of focus, Han Yue became worried. Apart from this, she really couldn't find any other reason.

Wang Changde is the housekeeper of the Chu family. He is upright and doesn't know how to adapt. He often says things that His Highness doesn't like to hear. Not to mention His Highness, she is also annoyed by this guy.

In the past, His Highness didn't pay much attention, but today he might have been so angry that he called out the black figure and killed the other party.

"So what?" Xia Yuan played with Han Yue's waist.

Hanyue frowned slightly and turned her attention from the palms on her waist to the aftermath of the incident.

She leaned in Xia Yuan's arms and expressed her thoughts: "If your Majesty finds out about this, she will definitely blame His Highness. Your Majesty will definitely punish His Highness if he finds out about this."

"That's right. Even though my mother dotes on me, she can't dote on me to this extent. My father is even more strict." Xia Yuan nodded.

He lowered his face and buried it in Hanyue's long hair. The hair caressed the bridge of his nose, and the fragrance of the hair spread on his face.

"So I have to hide it." Han Yue held the palm of her waist, "I'll go find Grandma, dispose of the body, and then find a scapegoat to kill."

The more she spoke, the smoother she said: "Let's just say that the scapegoat had an argument with Butler Wang and killed the murderer. In anger, His Highness asked the nun to kill the murderer. If there is no proof of death, even if the empress and Your Majesty become suspicious, they will not favor His Highness. Pursue.”

Xia Yuan nodded, okay, it deserves to be called the Valley of the Evil Ones called Prince Chu's Mansion!

He looked at the lovely child in his arms and lamented that he was afraid that he would never return on the path of being a villain.

His silent gaze was like a silver needle, piercing into Han Yue's chest and into her bright red heart.

Hanyue's face turned pale and she lowered her neck: "Your Highness, do you think I am cruel?"

"No, I'm just thinking that my sister and I are a perfect match." Xia Yuan pressed his cheek against Han Yue's cheek, "I'm going to talk to my mother and concubine about marrying my sister to me tomorrow."

"Your Highness always makes jokes like this." Hanyue put down the stone in her heart, closed her eyes, and quietly nestled against Xia Yuan's chest.

This tenderness only lasted for a few breaths, and she opened her eyes again: "Your Highness, without further ado, I will make arrangements now."

Xia Yuan shook his head: "No need, the cause of his death was his affair with King Zhennan."

This unexpected answer stopped Han Yue's thinking, and she immediately touched His Highness's body nervously: "Butler Wang attacked His Highness? Is Your Highness injured?"

"Nothing, I'll strike first."

Xia Yuan held her hand and looked at her panicked brows, recalling her tight waist when she pulled out the dagger and protecting it in front of him, recalling her pursed white lips when she meditated hard to help herself escape the blame. The arms of childhood, recalling the holding of blood in the future.

His heart was rippling slightly. If Wang Changde's body hadn't been lying on the ground, he would have wanted to hold the person in his arms like this forever.

"Ask your servants to take care of it. As I said at the beginning, Wang Changde attacked me and was shot dead on the spot. I will tell them when my mother or father sends someone to ask me."

Xia Yuan patted Hanyue's hip.

"Your Highness, please enter the palace now. King Zhennan is so rampant. You should tell the Queen earlier and ask her to send more experts to protect Your Highness! I don't know if there are any remnants of King Zhennan in the palace. Let the Jin Yiwei search them carefully!"

"No need. I don't think mother-in-law and father-in-law will come to ask."

"Your Highness, you mean that your Majesty and your Majesty have known about it for a long time?"

"Wang Changde's path is too deliberate. Even if my mother and father are not sure, they still have guesses. They probably feel that instead of letting King Zhennan insert a hidden one next to me, it is better to let the one who has been found out follow me. "

"This is not to ignore the danger of His Highness!" Han Yue clenched her palms, "What if Wang Changde really assassinates His Highness!"

"As a prince, at the center of power, how can you not take some risks?"

Xia Yuan stroked her long hair and thought that Wang Changde would really participate in the assassination in the future.

At that time, the palace was in chaos, and the intelligence network at the sticky pole was directly broken. Anyone who knew Wang Changde's identity was probably dead... No, I'm afraid it was those good brothers who deliberately concealed the information in order to get rid of themselves as a competitor!

For that position, he is so cruel to his own brothers!

Xia Yuan felt a little cold in his heart, and he paid more attention to his plan. Only with power can he reverse everything.

After the servants collected Wang Changde's body, he called the only remaining outside housekeeper of the palace and handed over a list of names.

"Kill them all, don't let anyone escape."

This is a list learned from Wang Changde's memory. It contains the spies he developed in the palace. Although these spies did not know Wang Changde's identity, they all betrayed the news about the palace.

The housekeeper of the outer courtyard had not yet recovered from Wang Changde's death, and he got such a death list again. He knelt on the ground in fear, and his body could not stop shaking.

"Yes, yes! I will definitely deal with them all!"

He stood up on his hands and knees and walked out in a panic.

"Wait." Xia Yuan stopped him again.

"Here you are!" The butler threw himself on the ground again.

"If you don't rush to kill, capture him first and send him to Grandma Rong's yard. Let Grandma ask who exposed the incident at Mi Zhu Pavilion."

Why was it such a coincidence that Aunt Rong happened to meet Prince Zhennan outside the Mi Zhu Pavilion?

Xia Yuan didn't think about it carefully before, but now he thought about it, it was probably someone in the house who tipped off the news.