Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

It was broad daylight, and in the busy forest where they could be seen at any time, the two were so close to each other, how could Tong Xiyuan have the nerve to look at him.

Not getting a response, Fan He squeezed forward again. The two horses lowered their heads and ate grass, to the point where they were eating the same grass mouth to mouth.

"Your Highness hasn't answered me yet, why are you looking for me?"

"Why did Your Highness send me medicine that night?"

"Why did Your Highness help me with today's matter?"

"Does His Majesty want to kill me as a hostage? Your Highness will not bear it?"

"Of course I do." Tong Xiyuan raised his head quickly, his round eyes reflecting the figure of the person in front of him. He bit his lip and said, "I can't bear it."

It is hard to hide love, the emotion in his eyes is too obvious, and his warm concern is too excessive, which makes Fan He, who has been in the dark for a long time, stunned for a long time.

a long time.

Fan He pulled back by the reins and said calmly, "I heard that His Highness has never married. It turns out that he is not interested in women but men."

What a pity! He didn’t want to keep any member of the Northern Dynasty royal family alive.

It would be fine if Tong Xiyuan just wanted to play with him, after all, this guy is good-looking, and he would blush if you tease him, which is both good-looking and fun. But Tong Xiyuan is sincere, and for some reason, he doesn't want to accept it now and then let him down in the future.

Tong Xiyuan noticed his sudden indifference, thought for a moment, took something out of his arms and threw it over, saying, "I'm different from them."

Fan He raised his hand to take it. It was a small porcelain bottle similar to the ointment he had last time, but slightly different.

Tong Xiyuan said: "It's for scar removal."

There was already some distance between the two of them. As dusk was approaching, Tong Xiyuan squeezed the horse's belly and planned to take the sika deer and Fan He back with him.

There was a sound of hurried horse hooves in the distance, and a clear voice shouted from afar: "Fifth Brother, look at me!"

Zhao Yue was wearing riding clothes, holding a finely crafted bow and arrow in his hand, and he rode towards them with a bright smile on his face.

She stopped between Tong Xiyuan and Fan He, raised her bow and arrow and turned her upper body, "Fifth brother, Master Fan, do you think my new riding clothes look good?"

Fan He hid the ointment in his sleeve pocket and hummed.

Tong Xiyuan noticed his movements, smiled and said, "It looks good."

"My father gave it to me." Zhao Yue boasted like a little girl, but when she saw Tong Xiyuan's expression, she paused and asked in confusion, "Fifth brother, why is your face so red?"

She looked up at the sky. It was almost dusk, and there were gusts of autumn wind in the forest, but it was not hot.

Tong Xiyuan touched his cheek with the back of his hand. Before he could come up with an excuse, he heard Fan He snort coldly and said sarcastically, "Your Highness, the deer was stuck with my arrow, how can it be yours?"

Tong Xiyuan reacted immediately, "There are also my arrows, how can you say they are yours?"

Fan He smiled, but said mercilessly, "Your Highness has been studying for years and is weak, how can you use a bow and arrow?"

The arrow that missed the target was still stuck in the lower part of the deer's neck. Tong Xiyuan glared at him and his face turned redder. "Sir, you can't even control a mad horse, how can your martial arts skills compare to mine?"

As soon as he said this, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Fan He glanced at his hand with a smile and said meaningfully, "Really?"

The words that Tong Xiyuan had organized were all shattered by Fan He's look. He bit his lip and said nothing.

Zhao Yue was in the middle and looked at them awkwardly. Seeing that Tong Xiyuan was so angry that he blushed from head to toe, he hurriedly said, "Don't argue, don't argue. Let's go to our father to seek justice."

This was exactly what they wanted. The three of them took the sika deer and hurried back. When they came in front of the emperor and the ministers, Tong Xiyuan and Fan He fought for it again.

"That's enough!" The emperor stopped them in an upset manner and reprimanded Tong Xiyuan, "You keep arguing and arguing, and you don't have the demeanor of a prince at all."

The second prince stepped forward and said, "Father, this deer is large, and the forest is full of grass half a man's height. The arrow shot by my fifth brother hit its neck just right."

The emperor's expression softened for a moment, "Are you saying that this really belongs to Old Five Hunter?"

Tong Xiyuan said frankly: "It was hunted by me."

The emperor thought for a moment and believed what the second prince said. He said sarcastically to Fan He, "You are indeed a low-minded person. You dare to compete for the prince's prey. For the sake of your monarch, I will spare your life. Come, take him back. He makes me upset. Don't let him come to the autumn hunt in the future."

"Yes!"

The emperor dispelled his suspicions about Fan He and never mentioned him again until the end of the autumn hunt.

After the autumn hunt, the palace began to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Tong Xiyuan is not like the second prince and others who want to fight for the throne. He does not need to take on tasks and show off his achievements in front of the emperor. He just accompanies Zhaoyue to play whenever he has time and protects the protagonist's safety.

That day, Zhao Yue happily brought him a brocade box, "Fifth brother, this is a gift from the emperor, it's the precious spices that were brought back from the Western Regions."

Tong Xiyuan was surprised for a moment, "Give it to me?"

He hasn't been in front of the emperor recently, so there should be no reason for him to be rewarded, right?

Zhao Yue took credit for it, saying, "In the last autumn hunt, you won first place, Fifth Brother. Father only remembered it when I mentioned it today. He is really old and confused. But this spice is really good, Fifth Brother, can you give me some?"

"Okay," Tong Xiyuan opened the brocade box and smelled a fragrance. He wanted to give it all to Zhaoyue, but he swallowed it back and said, "I'll give you half."

The other half was made into a purse and given to Fan He. They hadn't seen each other for a long time.

into the night.

Tong Xiyuan used the same trick to climb into Jinglong Villa. This time, no one was in Fan He's room, not even himself.

[Ninth sister, where did he go? ]

999 took out his telescope, [Don't worry, I'll look for it for you. Hmm... I found it! In Hongxiangyuan. ]

Tong Xiyuan had been wandering around the palace and the capital for so many days, and had already figured out the layout of each place. He was surprised and said: [Brothel?!]

999 shrank his neck, [What should I do if my man is not obedient? I suggest giving him a beating. ]

"Hey, sir, is this your first time here?"

Tong Xiyuan began to regret the moment he stepped into Hongxiangyuan, but he could not resist the girls who were stronger than him and dragged him into the room and sat him down.

"Sir," the woman in pink raised her finger and slid it across Tong Xiyuan's cheek, "Do you want to listen to some music? Or do you want to drink some tea?"

Tong Xiyuan grabbed her hand, then put it down in an instant, "I want to find someone."

The woman smiled coquettishly, "Aren't all the men who come here looking for someone?"

Tong Xiyuan avoided her and stood aside, like a student standing for punishment, "I'm looking for Master Fan, where is he?"

The woman's expression did not change. "Master Fan? Are you talking about that Zhi Luo proton? Oh, how dare he come to us?"

Tong Xiyuan frowned, [Ninth sister?]

The upgraded system cannot possibly have misjudged someone, Fan He must be here.