Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

The two horses stopped, one in front and one behind, and walked around obediently with their heads lowered. A servant came up and led them away.

As soon as Tong Xiyuan stood firm, Zhao Yue ran over, pulled him up and down to check him, and said with relief: "Fifth brother, you are so amazing."

Fan He withdrew his gaze from Tong Xiyuan's red earlobe, and the expression on his face suddenly became distant and calm. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Fifth Prince, for your help."

It's a pity that she is such a beautiful person and is a member of the royal family.

Tong Xiyuan was a little uncomfortable seeing him being so humble, and asked with concern: "Are you injured?"

Fan He put his hand down, feeling the burning pain from the reins on his palm, and said, "No."

Born into a ruthless imperial family, asking him this question was probably just out of courtesy.

Tong Xiyuan couldn't go over to check on him like Zhaoyue checked on himself, so he really thought everything was fine when he heard him say that, "That's good."

"Fifth brother," the second and third princes came over and rebuked Tong Xiyuan disapprovingly, "You are too impulsive."

Tong Xiyuan pursed his lips and did not respond. Zhao Yue said in the middle: "Fifth brother is just eager to save people. No one is injured now. Second brother, you actually want to teach him a lesson."

The second prince choked and sighed deeply. Fortunately, Tong Xiyuan was fine, otherwise someone would have been injured on the polo field, and the injured was a prince. Even if he was no longer favored, his father would still hold him accountable for the sake of face.

At this moment, the prince who was competing with Fan He came over and said, "Master Fan, the fact that the horse went crazy just now doesn't count. Let's compete again?"

Fan He curled his lips, "Okay."

Tong Xiyuan interrupted him just now, and this time he will definitely use a trick to make this man half crippled and half dead.

The second prince turned around and sneered, "What are you competing for? It's all over."

The prince was unhappy and just as he was about to open his mouth, he was glared at by the second prince. He could only leave with his people in frustration.

The second prince looked at Fan He and said, "Master Fan was frightened today. You should go back and rest early."

Fan He nodded and didn't even look at Tong Xiyuan before leaving.

【Oh wow,】999 said, 【Your husband is quite reserved this time.】

Tong Xiyuan rubbed his face, which was smooth, tight, and youthful. He concluded that he probably just hated the royal family.

The accident just now also disturbed the interest of others. Coupled with the Second Prince's displeasure and order to expel everyone, the people on the polo field gradually dispersed.

Tong Xiyuan said to Zhaoyue: "Let's go too."

"Okay," Zhao Yue felt that this ordinary fifth brother was very powerful, and pulled Tong Xiyuan to go somewhere, "Before we go, let's take a look at my horse to see if it has become more majestic with the fifth brother."

She put the second and third princes behind her and pulled Tong Xiyuan to the stable.

The man in charge of the stables groaned, "Princess, if you have any instructions, please have the servants pass them on. This is dirty and messy, don't let it stain your clothes."

"It's okay," Zhao Yue found his white horse, patted the horse's head as a reward, and said, "You're awesome. How about I give you to my fifth brother?"

She went to pull the rope and wanted to hand the horse to Tong Xiyuan, but when she looked down, she saw blood on the rope.

Zhao Yue quickly put down the reins and looked at Tong Xiyuan's hand, "Fifth brother, are you hurt?!"

Tong Xiyuan was of course not injured, and it was easy to imagine who had left the blood on the reins. He suppressed his distress and urged, "Let's go back."

Only after he returned could he secretly deliver medicine to Fan He.

Zhao Yue thought that he really hurt his hand and was reluctant to show it to her, "Okay, go back and ask the Imperial Hospital to get the best medicine."

After returning to the palace and receiving the best ointment from the Imperial Hospital, Tong Xiyuan drove Zhaoyue away.

As the most favored princess, Zhaoyue already had her own princess mansion granted by the emperor. She usually did not stay in the palace to rest, and if she went back now it would not be dark.

He had a simple meal in his bedroom, and when he saw that it was getting dark outside, he took some medicine and quietly left the palace.

After a while.

999 looked at Tong Xiyuan who was squatting on the wall and didn't go in, and asked puzzledly: [Yuanbao, it's already dark, why don't you go and have an affair with your husband? ]

[……] Tong Xiyuan changed his posture, his legs felt numb from squatting, [There was someone in his room.]

999 screamed and scanned it quickly.

inside the house.

Fan He took a piece of paper, unfolded it, read it, folded it, and burned it on a candle. He said faintly, "My father is dead, and my eldest brother won't succeed to the throne. Is it possible? This is false. Did you see the old man die with your own eyes?"

The masked man kneeling in front of him shook his head, and his voice was unidentifiable. "This is the news sent back by Zhi Luo's insider."

Fan He raised an eyebrow, "He doesn't need to stay."

When news like this came back at this time, it was hard not to suspect that the insider had betrayed him and deliberately joined forces with the Zhirao royal family to deceive him, hoping that he would show his strength and return to fight for the throne. Tsk, it was a trick to lure the enemy into a trap.

The masked man nodded and said, "Someone paid a large sum of money to have the cabinet kill Princess Zhaoyue."

Fan He was a little surprised, "Who?"

"It turns out that she is..." The masked man paused, "The emperor's concubine."

Fan He had some impression in his mind. He had seen the imperial concubine once at a banquet in the palace two months ago. She was more popular than the queen. He thought such a stupid person would die soon, but he didn't expect that she would be favored for so long.

Fan He thought for a moment and said, "She is pregnant."

The masked man looked at him in surprise and said, "Yes, I got the news from the Imperial Hospital, saying that it is very likely a princess."

Fan He picked up the tea beside him and took a sip. "The money of fools is the dirtiest."

He despises people who have dirty hearts and dirty minds.

The masked man understood what he meant. He noticed the wound on his palm and asked tentatively, "Pavilion Master, that prince, should we -"

He raised his hand and made a clicking gesture at his neck.

Fan He squeezed his still aching hand and said casually, "Keep it to keep the annoyance."

The masked man took the order and left without noticing Tong Xiyuan's presence on the wall.

Tong Xiyuan finally waited for the opportunity to talk to Fan He. As soon as he jumped down from the wall, he saw that the candle in Fan He's room was extinguished.

The pitch-black window seemed to have three big words written on it: I. Asleep.

He stood in the cold moonlight, looked up at the moon which had become bigger and rounder as the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, sighed, put the medicine on the windowsill, and turned to leave.

Inside the house, Van He lay on the bed listening to his departure. After a long time, he got up, relit the candle, opened the window and brought in the small bottle of ointment.

He leaned on the couch and looked around for a moment, then used his other hand to pry open the lid of the porcelain bottle. A fragrant medicinal smell came out, mixed with a faint hint of grass, very similar to the smell he smelled from Tong Xiyuan when he approached him today.

He pinched out a little ointment and twisted it, and found it was non-toxic.

So why did His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince come to bring him medicine in the middle of the night?