Shocked! After planting, a sickly and charming first assistant will grow up.

In the yard next to the post house, the young prince of the Western Kingdom was holding a storybook in his hand, laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward, rolling on his feet.

"God damn went on a mission to another country. When he returned, he found his own father living in a doghouse..."

He wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and said to Xue Wushuang, who was drinking tea quietly at the side: "This is based on Dai Chu, right?"

"Then isn't his biological father the Beiling Emperor? When an emperor sleeps in a doghouse and is insulted by his palace servants, I'm going to laugh my head off."

The little prince jumped up from the couch and said, "Xuexue, just reading the book is boring."

Rolling his eyes, he said, "I heard that there is a storyteller in Tongfu Teahouse who sings, recites and beats. He speaks vividly. How about we go and listen."

"Not interested." Xue Wushuang raised her eyelids, "Also, get off my couch."

The little prince who was driven out of the courtyard of Xueji Country was still in high spirits and ran out of the embassy happily with a group of guards behind him.

When passing by the Beiling Courtyard, he leaned half of his body obscenely and looked around, trying to see the second prince whose biological father was said to be sleeping in a doghouse.

Due to his status as the prince of the Western Kingdom, the Beiling guards outside the courtyard did not dare to stop him, not to mention that he did not do anything excessive, he just raised his head and looked around...

The guards in Beiling are all numb...

Starting from this morning, everyone from envoys from other countries to servants and maids, as long as they could breathe in the post house, would pass by his villa intentionally or unintentionally.

That look in his eyes made him want to look through it, as if his prince was some kind of exotic beast, and it felt refreshing to look at him.

The second prince has not smiled for three days.

The guard is worried!

"..."

Luo Xi knew nothing about what was happening in the city. The first thing she did after returning to the city was to sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion, find the secret room where Dyson was imprisoned, and push open the door.

"Ouch!" When he saw that Dyson was standing inside, looking like a seriously ill beggar, he almost didn't recognize it.

Nan Zhi strictly abides by her orders and is only given three bowls of water and one multigrain flour cake every day.

Dyson was no longer the Beiling eldest prince with perverted eyes. When he looked at Luo Xi, he still flinched a little, as if he had seen something terrible.

Come, come, this devil is here again...

Does she want to hit her arm or her leg today?

Dyson felt bad all over. He even recalled all the bad things he had done in his life, and finally gave up resistance.

He gave up on himself and said: "I love you, I love you very much, and I will never forget you until death, okay?"

"Snapped!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the back of his head. Luo Xi's voice was filled with displeasure, "Love me! Are you worthy of it?"

She doesn't do strategy missions anymore, so what's the use of loving her? It's really unsightly.

He was beaten even if he didn't love her, and he was beaten even if he loved her. Dyson was about to collapse and roared angrily: "Luo, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?"

"Bang!" Dyson was whipped around in a circle, his eyes full of confusion, and Luo Xi's voice was neither high nor low: "What are you yelling at?"

Dyson silently walked to the wall, faced the wall, and sat down cross-legged.

He figured out that no matter how powerful, status, fame, fortune or beauty, as long as he could leave Dayong alive, it would be good to live away from the world, as long as he never met this devil again in this life.

But Luo Xi is a person who likes to do the opposite in everything. She smiled deeply and said in a bewitching voice: "I'll give you a chance to take charge of Beiling. Are you willing?"

Dyson's ears twitched but remained silent. Suddenly, a familiar slap came, "Pah!"

He held his head with a look of grief and anger on his face. He didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore, or even to be perfunctory. His voice was weak:

"The current emperor is my uncle and my father-killing enemy. We both hate each other and want to kill each other."

He gritted his teeth and said: "He would rather destroy Beiling than hand it over to me, not to mention he has many heirs, so don't dream."

Luo Xi sneered coldly: "What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?"

The voice changed, and then he said: "How about I send you back to Beiling, and your task is to trick Prince Neidui into coming to the border?"

Dyson was just convinced, not stupid. After thinking about it, he understood the meaning of Luo Xi's words and said in horror: "You want to accept Beiling?"

The corner of his mouth curled up with a sarcastic arc, "You know nothing about Beiling, bombs, or the power of the saint. I am not pouring cold water on you, but you..."

"Stop it!" Luo Xi raised her hand to interrupt with a calm voice, "Just tell me whether you want to do it or not!"

Dyson gritted his teeth again and said fiercely: "Do it!"

Apart from anything else, he just wanted to see that good uncle arrested and abused by Luo Xi. He had been caught in the rain, so he must tear off other people's umbrellas.

"Then let's do it like this..." Next, Luo Doghead Military Advisor Xi returned to his old business and taught Dyson various methods of Huohuo Beiling.

As the sun set in the west, she had finished what she said, and Dyson gradually became more independent, silently mourning for his good uncle from the bottom of his heart.

The throne is not favourable, but the beauty is still unable to bend her waist. My uncle must have done a lot of bad things to attract the covetousness of this devil.

It should be said that the explanation was almost clear. Luo Xi patted her butt and left before leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion. Laixi Xiaomohe's face appeared in the alleyway.

"General Yunhui, there is something wrong with the weapon. Your Majesty, please have a good night's rest and make time to visit the palace tomorrow."

Laixi's words were cryptic, but Luo Xi understood. The manufacture of artillery was in trouble, and it was related to the border. She raised her eyes:

"No need for tomorrow, enter the palace now."

It's okay to just think about it and let people rest in the palace for one night to avoid running around tomorrow.

After the group left for a long time, Dyson staggered out of the secret passage on the other side with one leg and walked back to the embassy.

He looked too embarrassed and was stopped and questioned many times along the way. Fortunately, he still had his personal token.

In the end, he was sent to the embassy by the Royal Forest Army. Dai Chu looked at Dyson with a confused face and almost didn't recognize him.

Then there is schadenfreude.

"Brother, have you been robbed of your wealth and sex?"

"Don't mention it!" Dyson looked unlucky. "The border war report came out. I was kidnapped and beaten inexplicably. The kidnappers may have received the news that you were on a mission, so they threw me on the street."

He gritted his teeth and said in an angry voice, "It must be Dayong's revenge. Emperor brother, I almost never saw you again."

Hearing that Dyson was rescued because of himself, Dai Chu had no doubt that he was there, and even felt a little proud.

Beiling sent troops to invade, but this eldest emperor brother was different. His mother was Princess Dayong. He hated Dayong in his heart and hated why he wanted the princess to get married.

But Dai Chu forgot that Dyson, who hated Dayong, also hated his father-killing enemy, and never thought that he would join forces with Luo Xi.

This meeting is still ridiculing in a strange way.

He laughed at him and let him laugh at him. Dyson swept away the food on the table like a wind and a cloud, and suddenly looked up when he was seven-tenths full.

"What's the matter with you? I heard along the way that my father slept in a doghouse?"

Dai Chu: "..." The smile disappeared instantly.