Quick Travel: Saving the Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Role

Upon hearing this, Wuyou couldn't help but feel worried.

He didn't see anyone when he woke up, and he didn't know when the person left. He had put down his guard just now, but when he remembered that his servant was not there, he became anxious: "Where is Di Ji? And what else? My boy, how is he?"

"Young Master said that the greedy cat is." The boy laughed and said, "When the slave came here just now, he was eating secretly in the kitchen."

Wuyou thought about his young man's virtue. What happened last night was most likely caused by his greed. In just one night, he had forgotten his lesson. He really didn't remember to eat but not to fight.

Wuyou followed him out of the house and walked to the front yard. He looked at the guards standing every three or five steps and thought of Li Changhuan's identity. He slept with her last night. Although he didn't want to, he didn't. What happened, but in the eyes of everyone, I am afraid that he is already Di Ji's subordinate.

Chen Huan, there is no chance between them after all.

Wuyou couldn't say he was too disappointed. He noticed Chen Huan at first just because of his name. But when he met the person later, he realized that it was not what he thought. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. It was Chen Huan who said she liked him and was stalking him. He also needed someone to redeem himself, so he went downhill and kept communicating with her.

Chen Huan has good looks, a romantic temperament, and talent. If the Chen family hadn't been blocking her, he might have joined the Chen family. Of course, he couldn't be Chen Huan's husband, not even the side wife.

As for Di Ji, it is even more impossible.

"Master, Master Wuyou is here."

Li Changhuan was talking to the people at Meilang Temple. He could meet someone who attracted his attention here. Di Ji, who had always scorned things about ghosts and gods, also became interested in praying to gods and worshiping Buddha. So after a week of inspection at Meilang Temple, she decided to start from He allocated money from his private treasury to build a golden body for Mr. Mei Lang.

The people of Meilang Temple are naturally very grateful.

After hearing the announcement, Li Changhuan immediately stood up and said to the host of Meilang Temple: "I will send someone to deliver the money as soon as possible. If nothing happens, please leave."

"Yes."

The people in Meilang Temple withdrew one after another, and Wuyou was brought in front of her. Her cold face became warm, and she smiled: "Have you slept well?"

Wuyou kept the rules in mind and knelt down to salute: "The untouchables pay homage to... Your Highness!"

His words were cut off in Li Changhuan's mouth, and he exclaimed before being silenced by her again with a kiss.

Li Changhuan pressed her hand and tasted it wantonly. She didn't let go until the tears silently fell from the corners of her eyes. She said in a strong tone: "Didn't I tell you yesterday that you are not allowed to call yourself like this in front of me? If you are a pariah, you will share your happiness with your son. Where to put it?”

Wuyou's eyes were sparkling with tears, his lips were slightly swollen, and he said aggrievedly: "You, you never said that."

Li Changhuan blinked: "Oh, tell me what you said now and remember it later."

Wuyou's eyes were full of grievances, but he didn't dare to argue with her, so he could only nod with tears in his eyes: "Remember."

The people waiting on the side didn't dare to raise their heads. When they heard her words, they seemed to be in a dream. Di Ji had always treated men without pretense. It is absolutely forbidden to get close.

Now that Mr. Wuyou is so different, Mu's heart is probably enlightened. This also strengthens his determination to serve Mr. Wuyou well.

Shangguan Hui walked in at the right time. Wuyou's red and slightly swollen lips were really eye-catching. She couldn't help but take a second look, and then she felt her master's intense gaze.

Shangguan Hui immediately knew that he was rude and quickly lowered his head: "Your Highness, the carriage and horses are ready and you are ready to set off."

Li Changhuan said "hmm" and led the person out with one hand. He turned around after leaving the door and said, "Prepare some food, he hasn't eaten yet."

"Yes."

Wuyou was led into the carriage. He had never sat in a carriage with two horses riding abreast. The court had laws and regulations regarding this. If you were not a member of the imperial family, nobles, princes or generals, this was an act of transgression. Even the self-proclaimed Mr. Chen, who boasted of being a wealthy family, also did not receive this honor.

After all, she, Chen Yun, can only be so arrogant in front of a powerless person like Wuyou. Who is she in this capital where even a tile falling from the eaves can kill a relative of the emperor?

Wuyou thought wildly in his mind and sat on the soft couch. The carriage was not only covered with silk and satin, but also burned with fine silver charcoal. It was full of warmth. The small carriage combined this warmth with the snow and ice outside. The world is isolated.

He was a little distracted.

If he could climb up to His Highness, he would probably be able to live without worries about food and clothing as Xiaoyu thought.

He grew up in the land of fireworks, and his good skin prevented the steward from asking him to start taking customers when he was still young. Instead, he has maintained his innocence until now.

Chen Huan was his best choice before. The Chen family could afford the cost of his ransom. Chen Huan had an outstanding appearance and was also kind to him...

"What are you thinking about?"

Wuyou couldn't come back to his senses and subconsciously replied: "I'm thinking about the Chen family..."

The temperature in the carriage seemed to drop.

Sensing the danger, Wuyou immediately made amends: "I don't think the Chen family has such a pomp."

"Humph." Li Changhuan's tone was full of dissatisfaction: "If she dared to do it, the censor would have joined her long ago."

The crime of trespass can be serious or minor. If the emperor is displeased, it is not impossible to confiscate the family and exterminate the clan.

Wuyou quickly changed the subject: "There are rumors that His Highness is often involved in the concert."

"A group of mediocre people who have nothing to do can do whatever they want. Why should I be afraid of them?"

The adults at the Yushitai are famous for being outspoken and daring to give advice. Not to mention the Emperor Ji, even His Majesty is often lectured by them.

If it weren't for the emperor's benevolence, he would have killed the chicken to scare the monkeys long ago.

It had only been two hours since Meilang Temple arrived at the palace. Wuyou had breakfast on the carriage and asked his servant several times. Only when he saw him did he feel relieved. The carriage was rickety and he fell asleep on the side at some point. .

When he woke up, he leaned in Li Changhuan's arms. Li Changhuan held him in one hand and read the letter that had been sent to the harem in the other hand.

"woke up."

Li Changhuan read the contents of the letter. The emperor was kind and kind, but even though such a big thing happened and so many innocent people died in Huainan, she still couldn't investigate and deal with the culprit strictly.

That was her biological daughter, a member of the Li royal family. She said that she regarded all people in the world as her son, but when it came time to really choose between the two, she still preferred her daughter.

Li Changhuan was not surprised by this. She could even analyze clearly that if she was the one who did this, the emperor might favor her more.

Such is the human heart.

The carriage stopped, and the driver whispered: "Your Highness, the palace has arrived."

"Ah."

Li Changhuan went down first, lifted the curtain, and stretched out a hand towards him: "Come down."

Wuyou put his hand on hers and was led out of the carriage by her, and walked into the palace. The person who came first had prepared everything.

Although it is not as magnificent as the palace, it is still exquisite and elegant. The pavilions, pavilions, mountains, stones, vegetation and trees are all full of ingenuity. Snow water dripping from the green tiles and white walls into the puddles has become the lingering Sanskrit sound in this world after the snow.