Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 3 The Tsundere Little Prince

"Mr. Wen, wait." One of the three guards suddenly stood up to protect Wen Jingshu.

"What's the matter?" Wen Jingshu was looking at Tao Ren, and asked in bewilderment.

The guard didn't answer, but Wen Jingshu also knew the reason. A carriage hit a pedestrian, and now the two sides seem to be at a stalemate.

"Who disturbed this king's clear dream!" A person came out of the luxurious carriage, Wen Jingshu's breathing was inexplicably stagnant, and he finally understood why the system said that the person he wanted to attack was the most beautiful. people.

The person in the carriage bent over and lifted the curtain on one side, revealing half of his face, but this half of his face is already so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off. Compared with Wen Jingshu's handsomeness, this person is real A beautiful evildoer, with a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly raised, thin red lips, and a small and upturned nose. At this time, he clearly just woke up, and there was still a little sleepiness in the corners of his eyes, and the eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor. There is a bit of pitifulness to me, but his attitude is arrogant and domineering, and there is still some anger on his face. He forced that bit of pitifulness into beauty, even if he pulls out all the people in Xie Tianyou's backyard It's not as good-looking as this person.

And this "tsundere" little prince was still staring at the woman who was hit by a carriage on the ground.

The woman was walking well at first, but the groom of the young prince was lazy and took a nap for a while. After all, ordinary people have long avoided such a luxurious carriage. After being naughty, he bumped into someone.

"My lord, forgive me." The woman was knocked down and injured her foot, so she didn't care about it at the moment, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed, even if it wasn't her fault, the difference in status was destined to be wrong It must be her, if she doesn't kowtow and plead guilty to take this wrong, her life will be gone.

After all, the little prince is not stupid, he was sobered up by the wind, and he understood it all at once, but he couldn't help but snatch a money bag from the pocket of the boy next to him and threw it out: "This time, it's my Wang Fafa is kind, you can heal your feet yourself, so that other people will not scold me for insulting you as a commoner." After finishing speaking, he gave the groom a hard look: "Hurry up and leave!"

The groom has long been frightened into a cold sweat. This time it was his fault. If the little prince was serious, it would be a simple matter to assign him. After being stared at, he pulled back the rein and started to drive horse.

Hua Zhirong snorted coldly, and was about to get back into the carriage. When he looked up, he happened to see Wen Jingshu poking his head out from behind the guards. For some reason, he suddenly stared dumbfounded. After glancing at Wen Jingshu, he slowly returned to the carriage.

Wen Jingshu thought about the fact that the system said that he could not fail the mission. Could it be that he would have an inexplicable attraction to his target?Wen Jingshu shook his head again, he is still not sure yet, he has to find a way to meet the young prince up close.

Even if this matter is over like this, the pedestrians on the street watched the big show and finally broke up, and the woman with the injured foot stood up tremblingly, and a kind-hearted man next to her was still supporting her to comfort her: "Go back quickly!" Treat."

The woman was still in shock, she didn't seem to expect that she would be let go like this, and she was still a little bit relieved. Hearing what the passer-by said, she nodded foolishly and limped away.

"Fortunately, it's the little prince, if it's the one from the prime minister's house..." Someone in the crowd said secretly, but they didn't say the whole thing, but everyone who heard it understood.

It turned out that Hua Zhirong actually didn't have a good reputation, but compared to the prime minister's family, the one who was only four points good would become ten points.

Hua Zhirong left just like that, Wen Jingshu lost the mood for shopping and went back first.

In the next few days, Wen Jingshu also tried to go to the streets to see if he could meet Hua Zhirong, but let alone whether he could meet, even if he did, there was no way to chat with him, and he couldn't get rid of him all at once Xie Tianyou couldn't explain it clearly when he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After thinking about it, he didn't know how to see Hua Zhirong.Just when he couldn't think of a solution, Xie Tianyou started to have convulsions again. He suddenly wanted to hold a poetry meeting at home on a whim.

Sure enough, the famous talents and princes and grandsons in the capital were all invited. The little prince invited him purely out of disgust. If he didn’t come, the whole capital would spread rumors that the little prince has no talent and dare not fight, but if he really came , then he will be directly insulted at the poetry meeting, and he will still be incapable of speaking out at that time.

Xie Tianyou bullies men and women, and not only men live in the backyard, but also a large group of beauties, which is just in handy now, he doesn't feel bad at all, dozens of people in the backyard were brought to the poetry club by him Wen Jingshu naturally also went, but he didn't have to wait on those young masters, he just stayed by Xie Tianyou's side.

There were all kinds of people who came to the poetry meeting, and there were all kinds of people. Some people frowned when they saw the battle, but some people had bright eyes. It seemed that Xie Tianyou and Xie Tianyou were on the same path.

Wen Jingshu's expression was indifferent, and he was not ashamed or flattering when sitting beside Xie Tianyou. His upright demeanor did not attract Xie Tianyou's dissatisfaction, and made everyone in the poetry club a little curious about him.

It's just that these people's curiosity is nothing to Wen Jingshu. What he wants is Hua Zhirong's curiosity. Unfortunately, it is better not to come here than to be humiliated. Presumably Hua Zhirong will not come.

"It's really lively here!" Suddenly, a crisp voice came from a distance, with the unique sense of vitality of young people.

Hearing his voice before seeing the person, everyone at the poetry meeting paused, Xie Tianyou looked over with anger, the person who came was indeed the young prince who was most loved by the emperor at that time.

Wen Jingshu looked at Hua Zhirong, unexpectedly Hua Zhirong was also looking at him, the two looked at each other, both were stunned, Xie Tianyou was annoyed when he saw this situation: "Little prince, I didn't expect you to really Dare to come!" As she spoke, she covered Wen Jingshu.

Hua Zhirong couldn't see Wen Jingshu, so he reacted, and sneered when he heard Xie Tianyou's words: "You idiot dare to hold a poetry meeting, why don't I dare to come to the poetry meeting."

Xie Tianyou almost didn't vomit blood when he heard that, he is a fool, but the entire capital probably wouldn't even the emperor dare to say that about him in front of everyone, but this little prince dared to scold him like that because he was young and loved.

"You...you..." Xie Tianyou said "you you you" for a long time without saying anything, and finally scolded angrily, "Today we will see whether you are more idiot or I am more idiot."

After saying this, several people in the poetry club covered their mouths and secretly laughed. Xie Tianyou is indeed an idiot, and he has to scold himself again when he scolds someone. The problem in the conversation, his face flushed and turned pale for a long time, Hua Zhirong had already spoken again, and he lazily sat next to Xie Tianyou, that is, Wen Jingshu's side: "You are the only idiot here, aren't you?" Is it?" He said, but his eyes kept looking at Wen Jingshu.

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