Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

The stagnant situation in the capital was completely stirred up, and speculation outside was rife.

As a veteran official, Wen Junyan's scalp naturally went numb and his hair fell out in clumps due to worry after hearing this.

But the emperor's mind was hard to predict, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusion before he was sure, so he just kept it to himself and didn't say anything to Wen Junhuan.

As the protagonist who received the imperial edict, Wen Junhuan had no extra thoughts other than being surprised for a moment that "Your Majesty actually issued an edict for this."

Well, no, maybe there’s also a hint of inexplicable joy and excitement.

Tangli’s first “lesson” was personally taken by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Although he knew that this was what Tang Li wanted, after the surprise and the analysis of the benefits, Tang Jing felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The emperor's younger sister was influenced by Empress Xian. She was kind-hearted but timid and introverted when she was young. Three years later, although she still dressed as a man, it was not difficult to see that she was beautiful, dignified and graceful. Well, she was also smart and clever.

In short, no matter whether it was three years ago or three years later, in his heart she was just like Jing Yuan, his biological sister.

And how could Wen Junhuan, a dumb and reckless man who was ten years older than her, be worthy of Xiaoli?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had mixed feelings along the way, with many words on his mind, but he swallowed them back one by one.

It was not until he arrived at the martial arts arena that all his thoughts finally turned into these heavy sentences.

"Xiao Li, you can wait a little longer. Ying'er hasn't even gotten married yet. You're still young, so there's no rush."

Tangli:......?

Why does her brother look like he's suddenly irritated?

"I pay my respects to the Crown Prince and to His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

As soon as Wen Junhuan finished his ceremony, Tang Jing patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm leaving my brother in your care! Don't bully him!"

Wen Junhuan: ???

He? Bullying the Second Prince? Really?

Looking at the prince's back, sighing every three steps, Wen Junhuan was confused.

Tang Li suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, bringing the topic back to the topic, "General Wen? Can we start now?"

"Yes, Your Highness the Second Prince."

Tang Li's eyes rolled, and he suddenly came in front of him, smiling with curved eyebrows.

"You don't have to be so polite. You are my brother's good brother. I will call you Brother Yan Yang in private. Can you call me Ah Li in private?"

If it was Wen Junyan or those civil officials in the court who had more cunning minds than sieves who heard these words, they would definitely be sure that the Second Prince was trying to win him over.

Unfortunately, the person standing here is Wen Junhuan. As a general, his sixth sense is frighteningly accurate, and he doesn't care about the twists and turns in the court, so -

His relationship with the Crown Prince is indeed quite good. I just saw that the Crown Prince and the Second Prince also have a very friendly relationship, hmm.

So he nodded, "Dian, as long as Ari is happy."

Tang Li stood up with satisfaction, "I am weak, please show mercy, Brother Yan Yang."

Wen Junhuan was still wondering: after all, he was a child of the royal family and didn't have any chronic illness, so how weak could his body be?

Who would have thought that before even a cup of tea had passed, Tangli, who was doing horse stance, fell to the side tremblingly.

Wen Junhuan was so frightened that he quickly pulled the person into his arms, supported him, and asked carefully.

"Ari, are you having a cramp in your legs?"

Spasm is a cramp.

He would rather believe that Tangli had cramps than to think that he only lasted such a short time.

"No, it's really reached the limit," Tang Li replied, panting.

Wen Junhuan's whole face twisted.

Although he didn't say anything, Tang Li could guess what he was thinking just by looking at his expression: It's surprising that someone could only hold the horse stance for such a short time.

Looking at the androgynous face with red lips and white teeth in his arms, Wen Junhuan coughed lightly and silently looked away.

Suddenly realizing that they were now too close, he took another step back before speaking in the most tactful terms he could think of.

"Ari, why do you suddenly want to learn martial arts?"

He paused, the confusion on his face almost overflowing.

"I don't mean anything else, it's just that most martial arts start from childhood. If you learn at your age now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make progress..."

"Puch-"

Tang Li smiled knowingly and said, "Actually, even if I started learning this from elementary school, I wouldn't have made much progress, right?"

The original body's physical fitness was poor, which was brought from the womb.

Wen Junhuan lowered his eyes, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, "I, I'm really not good at speaking."

Even a euphemism can be heard.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Tang Li sighed, looking lonely, "Actually it was me."

"You know I have been in poor health since I was young. Although I have attendants to protect me, accidents are inevitable. In order not to mobilize a large number of people, I simply do not leave the palace."

"But that day, after seeing you and the other generals returning in triumph outside the city gate, I felt a little unwilling, so I wanted to learn some simple self-defense skills. After I have the ability to protect myself, I can go out and see the bustling capital."

She wasn't completely talking nonsense, after all, her original body rarely left the palace.

But in addition to her poor health, she was more afraid that something unexpected would expose her identity and cause trouble for Emperor Jingyun and the Crown Prince.

Wen Junhuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Sorry."

"It's okay, but I still have to trouble Brother Yan Yang to teach me. It will be enough to have the basic ability to protect myself. There shouldn't be any danger under the emperor's feet."

She showed a look of longing and envy, and Wen Junhuan couldn't help but say something on impulse.

"There is no rush to learn martial arts, but if Your Highness wants to see the scenery outside the palace, there are ways to do it."

He felt a little regretful after he finished speaking. If his brother knew about this decision, he would probably be so tired of hearing it that his ears would be nagging about it.

Looking at Tang Li's eyes that lit up for a moment, he suddenly became quiet again.

Forget it, just read it, brother just likes to read it.

(Wen Junyan:?)

"Is there really a way? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Wen Junhuan pursed his lips and suddenly said something that seemed unrelated.

"Your Highness, I have learned martial arts from my father since I was young, and I have fought on the battlefield for many years, so my skills are very good."

"Hmm?" Tang Li tilted his head.

"What I mean is," Wen Junhuan took a deep breath, "I can take Your Highness out of the palace without mobilizing a large army, and I can also protect Your Highness."

After he finished speaking, Tang Li didn't respond for a long time. His mind, which usually never entertained conspiracy theories, suddenly went in the wrong direction.

Would His Highness think that he had ill intentions? He was so absolute, what if he still failed to protect His Highness?

Just as I was daydreaming, the hand hanging by my side was suddenly pulled up.

Tang Li held his hand, his eyes shining.

"Why are you still calling me Your Highness? Leave now, Brother Yan Yang!"

"Now?" Wen Junhuan was stunned.

"It's a good day from heaven," Tangli affirmed, "Today is a good day to take a rest!"

Moreover, as a "prince", she had no restrictions on entering and leaving the palace.

How can you deepen your relationship without going out on a date?

So, Tang Jing, who had just returned to the palace and sat there for a while, heard the servants report: The Second Prince and General Wen have left the palace!

Tang Jing:......

It turns out that the old man Wen Junhuan is not suitable!