[System] I'm Xie Wuyuan, and I'm in favor of 4 taels

The horse didn't even have time to react, it fell to the ground, and the reins fell limply to the ground.

Fei Hefeng stared at Xie Wuyuan dumbfounded, thinking in his heart, did this Xie betray halfway? !

The horse on the way is killed, how can you continue to walk?How should the people in the carriage escape? !

But Xie Wuyuan yelled loudly: "Close the car door!"

Jing Mo was a little hesitant, his boss had always been Fei He Feng, but after getting along these few days, Fei He Feng seemed to listen to Xie Wuyuan's words, so when Fei He Feng and Xie Wuyuan's instructions were different, Jing Mo didn't know what to listen to. who.

Fan Jinghui looked at the third prince, his thoughts coincided with those of Fei He Feng, did Xie Wuyuan really not care that the third prince plotted against him?

Would Xie Wuyuan really not take this opportunity to take revenge on the third prince?

Or, Xie Wuyuan really broke up with He He, instead of a bitter trick staged with the Fourth Prince?

Fan Jinghui was full of thoughts, waiting for the third prince to make up his mind.

The third prince gave the order without hesitation: "Listen to Xie Wuyuan." After a pause, the third prince added, "I believe him."

Fan Jinghui responded, Jing Mo replaced the original cloth curtains, and the entire carriage became a single piece of iron.

In the blink of an eye, all the flaming arrows that were originally fired towards the car window were nailed to the car window, and none of them fell.

Xie Wuyuan took out another dagger from his boots, the two daggers formed a pair, and they spun quickly in both hands, Xie Wuyuan shuttled among the random arrows, with a few wrong steps, he avoided most of the arrows, and even helped Fei He Feng blocked a lot.

Occasionally, a few of them grazed the skin, leaving deep wounds on the arms, and even had a burning smell. However, as long as the wounds were not fatal, Xie Wuyuan simply ignored them.

Fei Hefeng has already started to lose his strength, this assassination must end as soon as possible.

In just a sip of tea, Xie Wuyuan was already standing behind Wusi, raising and lowering the knife cleanly.

Wusi's head, with bright red blood, was thrown to Wusan's feet, Xie Wuyuan's face remained normal: "Wuyinglou, that's all."

Everyone was shocked, before Wusan could speak, he saw the burly men on the opposite side staring behind Wusan with "Damn it" expressions on their faces, Wusan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously turned his head to look back.

As soon as he finished thinking, before he could turn his head - he saw the person behind him, and also saw Wusi's head in front of him.

Wusan's eyelids twitched, and when he saw his body opposite, he finally realized that his head had been cut off by Xie Wuyuan just now.

When Xie Wuyuan was killing Wusan and Wusi, the people beside him didn't have any intention of coming to help, they just called their companions to avoid the window, aim at other places, concentrate their firepower to attack the carriage, or attack outside the carriage indiscriminately People who don't even have the idea of ​​being in their early years.

Xie Wuyuan immediately knew in his heart that there were two groups of people.

Wuyinglou, one order is not second, and one order is not second.

That is to say, the two groups of people who received the same task are not the same.

In other words, two groups of people wanted to buy the third prince's life.

Xie Wuyuan put away the dagger, took a side step, and after Fei Hefeng struggled to stab an assassin, he came to Fei Hefeng: "Get in the car, I will handle the rest."

Fei Hefeng took a look at Xie Wuyuan, didn't try to be brave anymore, and walked towards the carriage under the cover of Xie Wuyuan.

There were more hidden arrows in the grass, so many that Xie Wuyuan got hit three or four times without paying attention.

Fei He Feng finally got into the car, before closing the car door, he threw his family saber to Xie Wuyuan: "Use this."

Xie Wuyuan took the scimitar and put away the dagger.

Indeed, a dagger does not fit.

Daggers are meant for assassination, but knives are more suitable for unilateral slaughter.

When the car door opened, the backstabbing became more violent.

A scimitar is indeed easier to use than a dagger, let alone two scimitars.

Everyone was shocked, a burly man, who was the second child from before, shouted from the air: "Boy, you are good at martial arts, it would be a pity to stay in Daliang Dynasty, look at your body skills, and we are also destined, why don't you join me for nothing?" Studio, we will not blame the past!"

Xie Wuyuan's technique is very similar to an assassin's, they are all unexpected, he hits the target immediately, if he misses, he can only store his strength secretly for the next time.

Therefore, the second child will say so.

"Wuyinglou?" Xie Wuyuan sneered, "They are, but you may not be."

In the blink of an eye again, an assassin was decapitated.

Xie Wuyuan was very accurate. After the assassin died, the group was in chaos for a while. Before Xie Wuyuan could take advantage of the loophole, the group actually established a new leader.

Under the leadership of this person, the rest of the people set fire to the carriage half and Xie Wuyuan half to fire.

Concentrating fire on the carriage, the result is still the same.

No matter how many arrows there are, they will always be firmly nailed to the cart, neither advancing nor falling.

However, those who concentrated on attacking Xie Wuyuan successfully blocked Xie Wuyuan's progress.

Many burly men who originally focused their firepower on attacking the carriage immediately changed their strategy and attacked Xie Wuyuan collectively.

Xie Wuyuan only dodges and doesn't rush forward, and he doesn't care much about being scratched occasionally.

All the arrows were concentrated on him, he stepped sharply, turned left and right, and within a quarter of an hour, he took all the arrows and aimed in another direction.

Another cup of tea.

The newly elected assassin leader finally sensed that something was wrong.

"Fighting chariot, don't worry about this kid anymore! He's wasting our arrows!"

Xie Wuyuan chuckled, since he was discovered, he stopped playing.

A scimitar, sharper after being stained with blood.

Reflecting Xie Wuyuan's indifference, the wind roared.

Fei Hefeng was originally on guard in the car, but now hearing the sound of Xie Wuyuan wielding a knife outside the car, he felt itchy and wanted to go out and have a look.

This is the only way to know that you are an expert as soon as you hear it!

Master of swords!

passionate.

Emotionally.

Fei Hefeng tried to rush out several times, but held back.

Seeing Xie Wuyuan use the knife, there are plenty of opportunities.It is his responsibility to protect the third prince.

The sound of the wind outside the car lasted for a stick of incense, and finally stopped.

The door is opened.

Xie Wuyuan came in, his upper body was covered with burn marks, and the first thing he said was "Your knife is very useful."

The third prince's hands were clenched tightly, faint blood stains oozing from the wrapped white cloth.

"Xie Wuyuan," the third prince said with a hoarse voice, "come here."

Xie Wuyuan took a few steps forward and stood in front of the third prince: "What's wrong?"

The third prince raised his hand and motioned him to sit down: "I'll give you medicine."

"No need," Xie Wuyuan wiped the blood on his body casually, "Hurry up, we have to rush to Chongzhou city as soon as possible, otherwise things will change."

The third prince nodded: "En."

The third prince and his party got out of the carriage on foot, intending to walk to Chongzhou City.

Fan Jinghui stepped forward quickly, pleading guilty to the third prince with his head downcast: "Master, it's all my fault, I should have considered it before buying a carriage."

The third prince put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Jing Hui, after all, this is your first time traveling far away, so it's understandable that you didn't think carefully."

Fei Hefeng still followed behind carelessly, not at all aware that his master was not looking forward to seeing him very much, and was jealous of him earlier, so he comforted Fan Jinghui with a smile: "Yes, I didn't know that before. , it’s okay, nothing happened anyway.”

Fan Jinghui sighed, and bowed to Xie Wuyuan to the end: "Thanks to Young Master Xie, otherwise Fan Mou killed the third prince, and these brothers, death is really not a pity."

Xie Wuyuan didn't give in, nor offered any help, and accepted Fan Jinghui's full salute with peace of mind.

Xie Wuyuan looked Fan Jinghui up and down. At first, Fan Jinghui was protected by Fei Hefeng, and he was not injured. Later, he was the first to be thrown into the carriage by Xie Wuyuan, and he was not injured. From this point of view, Fan Jinghui seems to be among the remaining six people. Besides the prince, the only one who was not injured.

It can be seen from this that in the hearts of the third prince, or in the hearts of everyone, Fan Jinghui's status is indeed not low.

It's just that such an important think tank actually made a fatal mistake on this issue.

Xie Wuyuan sighed, and after Fan Jinghui got up, Xie Wuyuan said: "I will treat you as a teacher, and when you arrive in the fief, spend an hour every day to come to me and learn how to do every little thing well."

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☆, it is not safe for him to be alone at night

Fan Jinghui went to see the third prince, and after seeing the third prince nodded, Fan Jinghui agreed.

Fei Hefeng was on the carriage just now, and wanted to see Xie Wuyuan use a knife, but now the assassins outside were chased away by Xie Wuyuan, Fei Hefeng was even more enthusiastic, and insisted on dragging Xie Wuyuan to compete.

Xie Wuyuan sighed helplessly: "Not now, let's wait until Chongzhou City."

When the third prince passed by, he saw Xie Wuyuan's pampering and indulgent gaze on Fei Hefeng, and felt that he was already numb, anyway, it was dripping with blood, so it didn't hurt anymore, whatever.

As long as it hasn't been said to be over, Xie Wuyuan is still his.

After walking for more than half an hour, the group finally entered Chongzhou City in disgrace.

As if the ban had been lifted, Fei He Feng pestered Xie Wuyuan chattering, insisting on fighting him.

Xie Wuyuan got a headache from being quarreled by Fei Hefeng, and after thinking about it again, Fei Hefeng's sword technique really needs to be improved, so he went out with Fei Hefeng.

The third prince looked at the backs of the two of them walking farther and farther away, feeling uncomfortable like a needle in his heart.

Fan Jinghui took a step forward: "Master, I think you should make it clear to Xie Wuyuan—"

The Third Prince waved his hand to interrupt Fan Jinghui.

Fan Jinghui sighed and asked, "Are you two sharing a room tonight?"

The third prince nodded: "He didn't say it was over, I don't want it to end."

After half an hour.

Fei Hefeng came back from the outside covered in sweat, Xie Wuyuan looked at him with a smile on his face, the two talked while walking, they looked very, oh no, very harmonious.

The two were talking, when Fei He Feng turned around and saw the third prince, he slapped his head fiercely, turned his head and said to Xie Wuyuan, "Wait for me for a while", and immediately went up to the third prince and said, "Oh, master, I Forget business."

The third prince stood there quietly, looking at Fei Hefeng and said to Xie Wuyuan without hesitation, "Wait for him, Xie Wuyuan really just stood there and waited like that!"

The third prince recalled the scene where Xie Wuyuan left every time he turned around, leaving himself behind, and only felt that he had to do his best to make himself not look so embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" The third prince's voice was hoarse.

"Master, Xie Wuyuan and I found this from those two people—" Fei Hefeng handed over two tokens—it's also considered good luck, and I lost the tokens of the third prince and the eldest grandson earlier. , otherwise it will be revealed immediately.

The third prince took it, his eyes fell on the token with the title of the fourth prince, and his tone was perfunctory: "Oh, the fourth brother's."

Fei Hefeng paused, and then added: "Master, I analyzed it with Xie Wuyuan last night—"

The third prince's emotions can no longer be controlled, last night, Xie Wuyuan, last night, Xie Wuyuan, last night, Xie Wuyuan really went to find Fei Hefeng!

He slammed the token on the ground, "Enough!"

Fei He Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Xie Wuyuan.

Xie Wuyuan and Fei Hefeng looked at each other, frowned, shook their heads, and then turned their attention to the Third Prince: "What's the matter with you recently?"

"What happened to me recently?!" The third prince finally got mad, "Shouldn't you ask what happened to you recently?! Ah?!"

"Don't mess around," Xie Wuyuan rubbed his temples, very tired, "I didn't sleep last night, you were too noisy."

"You think I'm noisy when I say a few words, what about you? Talking and laughing with other people, seeing that I don't even say hello, others are not noisy when they talk, only I am noisy, right?! I said it A few words, you think I'm noisy?!"

"You didn't sleep last night?!" The third prince suppressed his anger all night, and burst out, "You didn't sleep last night, didn't you go to stay with Fei Hefeng on night duty?! Warm and warm, Are you sleeping?!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xie Wuyuan really didn't want to quarrel with him. He was on duty all night, and he changed shifts early this morning. He was afraid of going back and waking Tan Zimo, so he simply rushed to interrogate the two assassins caught yesterday. It's going to explode.

Staying up through the night for three days in a row, and then staying up all night after that, is simply overdrawing your life.

Seeing Xie Wuyuan's indifferent appearance, the third prince's heart skipped a beat, and he thought, why did I say it all out, I was so regretful that I was afraid that Xie Wuyuan would speak in the next second and stop here.

The third prince was extremely depressed, and turned to leave, how could Xie Wuyuan let him just go, resisting the headache, grabbed the third prince's arm, turned it directly into his arms, bowed his head and kissed it.

Fei Hefeng stood aside and watched the whole process, but he was in a bad mood and opened his mouth to speak.

There was finally a turning point between the third prince and Xie Wuyuan, how could Fan Jinghui let Fei Hefeng destroy it, he directly covered Fei Hefeng's mouth, and dragged him away.

While lips and tongue were entwined, Xie Wuyuan faintly felt a coolness on his lips, and when he raised his eyes, he realized that at some point, the third prince had burst into tears.

Xie Wuyuan sighed, let go of the third prince's tongue, and was about to withdraw slowly. The third prince was startled, his eyes that were originally closed suddenly widened, and he clung to Xie Wuyuan desperately, not letting him withdraw.

Xie Wuyuan clamped the third prince's chin, but he was still free.

The third prince felt cold, what is this, is it a commemoration that ends here?

Xie Wuyuan reached out to wipe away the tears on the third prince's face: "Let's talk in the room first."

The third prince was full of desolation, followed Xie Wuyuan back to the room.

"Lend me for a while", Xie Wuyuan lay wearily on the third prince's lap, closed his eyes, and took the third prince's hand and placed it on his temple, "Your hands are soft, rub them for me, I will guard you last night." I was stuck at the door all night."

The movements of the third prince's subordinates paused, and they were about to take their hands away, "Didn't you go to accompany Fei Hefeng last night?"

Xie Wuyuan leaned in and yawned: "When did I go to accompany him? I've been on your roof, okay?"

"No, I asked you to find Fei Hefeng again last night, and you agreed." The third prince insisted on confirming repeatedly, "And you came here with him this morning."

"Oh, I went to him last night to change the night duty arrangement. They came to change shift this morning. I was afraid of waking you up, so I went to help interrogate the two assassins." Xie Wuyuan yawned again, "What else do you need? Did you ask?"

Yes, there are too many.

The third prince looked at Xie Wuyuan's sleepy look, but swallowed the question, "The last one."

Xie Wuyuan gave a vague "hmm".

"You said last night that it's not safe for Fei Hefeng to be alone at night."

"Oh," Xie Wuyuan really had a severe headache, he stretched out his hand to rub it, the third prince saw it, and changed it, not to mention, the third prince's soft hands are indeed much more comfortable than Xie Wuyuan doing it by himself.

Xie Wuyuan stretched comfortably.

"You haven't finished explaining yet," the third prince raised his leg and shook Xie Wuyuan.

Xie Wuyuan sighed, and opened his eyes to look at him: "I mean, only Fei Hefeng is on duty at night, you are not safe."

Xie Wuyuan waited and waited, but He He didn't see a word, so he turned over, his tone was flirtatious,

"Honey, can I sleep now?"

The third prince made him blush and let out an "oh".

It's so coaxing, Xie Wuyuan thought vaguely before going to bed.

Xie Wuyuan didn't notice the third prince's small thoughts, he only talked to the third prince for a short while before going to bed, and now he returned to the state of not talking much.

The third prince was full of words in his heart, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, he could only stare at Xie Wuyuan motionlessly.

Xie Wuyuan turned his head abruptly, facing the third prince's wet phoenix eyes, just staring at himself, cleared his throat, and asked: "What's the matter?"

The third prince hesitated, wanting to ask but dare not ask.

Xie Wuyuan is sober now: "What do you want to ask, just ask."

The third prince: "Why are you ignoring me?"

Xie Wuyuan was very surprised: "Do I have any?"

The third prince: "Yes. Yesterday, when you brought down the assassin, you left without looking back before I finished speaking."

Xie Wuyuan thought about it carefully, remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and smiled lightly: "Oh, I didn't know how to answer your words at the time."

"Besides, I don't like talking too much." Xie Wuyuan still added.

"But you and Fei Hefeng are always chatting and laughing." The third prince refused to let go.

"Huh?" Xie Wuyuan didn't remember this time, "When?"

The third prince thought that Xie Wuyuan was pretending to be stupid, and his heart was sore, he didn't say that he saw Fei Hefeng practice the sword that day, but only said: "Just now, you were talking and laughing with him, and you thought I was noisy!"

Xie Wuyuan smiled and said, "Baby, do you know what we were talking about at that time?"

"what?"

Xie Wuyuan took the third prince's hand to play with, it was soft and felt good to the touch.

The third prince earned it, but didn't.

Xie Wuyuan took the opportunity to pull him over, embraced him, and gave him a forehead kiss.

"What did you say?" The third prince asked again.

Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly.

"Fei Hefeng said, I was not pleasing to the eye before, but now that I watched for you all night, I reluctantly felt that I was worthy of you. He also said that he thought I was an ignorant bastard , must be a jerk, look at it now, it's not bad for you."

"I didn't—" The third prince was afraid that Xie Wuyuan might misunderstand Fei He Feng's meaning as his own, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"I know you haven't," Xie Wuyuan leaned against the car wall, "If you had, you wouldn't have cried just now."

The third prince's mood became depressed again.

Xie Wuyuan didn't want to coax him, so he teased him: "Don't you want to hear my answer?"

"What did you say?" the third prince asked.

"Then I just laughed, and I told him," Xie Wuyuan looked straight into the eyes of the third prince, his narrow eyes showed a rare seriousness, "You are worth it."

The author has something to say: You must have confidence in the third prince

☆, I have said that you must have confidence in the third prince

"You deserve what I do for you."

The third prince didn't expect Xie Wuyuan to say this suddenly, so he said for some reason: "You also said that you don't talk very much, and that you said the same thing, and you lied to me."

Xie Wuyuan smiled and squeezed his hand, "I just don't like to talk, and it's not that I can't talk."

"Fei Hefeng asked you to wait for him, so you really stood by and waited for him," the third prince was furious, "You never waited for me even when you got off the carriage!"

Xie Wuyuan smiled and rubbed the third prince's head: "I'm not waiting for him, I'm waiting for you, idiot."

The third prince's eyes widened, and three large characters were written on his face - "I don't believe it!"

Xie Wuyuan scratched his nose: "It's easy to judge who is waiting for you, just see who I left with in the end."

Seems to make sense.But,

"Then you never wait for me when you get off the carriage, that's a fact." The third prince asked.

"You don't need me to help you, you don't need me to hold you, why should I wait for you?" Xie Wuyuan retorted, "Besides, there are so many things going on, you can't live without someone for a while, if you are willing to be the shopkeeper, someone has to take your place Let's deal with these things."

"Isn't there still Fan Jinghui?" The third prince was not polite, "What's the use of him if he doesn't work?"

"He's still too immature. After I finish teaching Fei Hefeng, I'll help you teach him later. Fan Jinghui can't be the prime minister of the fief yet. His methods are too soft, his scheming is just passable, and his whole person can only be seen as loyal."

"Fan Jinghui's matter is neither urgent nor important. What's important is—" The third prince turned over and sat on Xie Wuyuan's lap, "If I get out of the car in the future and let you help and hug me, will you wait for me to accompany you?" Walk?"

Xie Wuyuan pressed his forehead against the third prince's, his breath intertwined, and every breath was full of the smell of the other party.

"If you really want me to wait for you, of course I will stay and wait for you, without having to help you or hug you."

"I don't like talking very much, you always have to take the initiative, otherwise how would you communicate?" Xie Wuyuan sighed, "If you had told me earlier, I would have stayed and waited for you."

"Be proactive, like this?" The third prince found Xie Wuyuan's lips, closed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss them.

Xie Wuyuan did not refuse, but instead stretched out his hand to protect the third prince's waist, leading the third prince's tongue across his lips, into his mouth, leading the third prince to occupy every inch of the city in his mouth, tolerant and doting.

The third prince kissed for a while, panting, gave up the initiative, but refused to withdraw from Xie Wuyuan's mouth, Xie Wuyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, sucked the third prince's tongue dangling around like a sigh, and took the The control of the second kiss slowly transferred the main venue from his own mouth to the mouth of the third prince.

The third prince sighed in satisfaction.

Almost every person who is in an emotionally weak position must muster great courage every time he takes the initiative, because what greets them is not necessarily the response of the other party, but more likely, the other party pushes them away without hesitation.

Xie Wuyuan only saw that the third prince was in a trance, but he didn't see why the third prince was in a trance. The hand on the third prince's waist caressed ambiguously. After a while, the third prince limp in Xie Wuyuan's arms.

Xie Wuyuan suddenly felt that the smell was not right, there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the car, it was there before, so he ignored it when he just woke up, now that he is fully awake, the smell of blood is particularly pungent.

The third prince saw that Xie Wuyuan's face suddenly changed, and thought something was wrong, but saw Xie Wuyuan turn over the hand that had been clenched all the time.

"When did you do it?" Xie Wuyuan looked serious.

The third prince subconsciously hid his other hand behind his back, hesitating.

"Take that hand too." Xie Wuyuan's face became more and more ugly.

The third prince subconsciously hid his hands even tighter, but after a while, the smell of blood in the car became stronger.

"Tan, Zi, Mo," Xie Wuyuan stared at him and paused every word, "Don't make me say it a second time."

The third prince hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

The palms of both hands were bloody and bloody. It should be caused by too much force when making a fist, and the nails directly entered the palms.

Xie Wuyuan looked unhappy, took the third prince's hand, took out a small bag, put medicine on him, tore a few pieces of cloth, and wrapped it up for the third prince.

"Talking about Zimo, I think we need to have a good talk about this issue."

The third prince bit his lip.

"Do you know where you are going now?!"

The third prince remained silent.

Xie Wuyuan suppressed his anger, and said every word: "Heavy, disaster, district! I didn't bring you out to play!"

The third prince lowered his head: "I know."

"You know?" Xie Wuyuan's voice suddenly raised, "Do you know what's inside?!"

The third prince whispered: "The disaster victims."

"Fuck the disaster victims," ​​Xie Wuyuan was completely annoyed, "There is a plague inside!"

The third prince looked at Xie Wuyuan with wide eyes in disbelief: "The note handed down by the prefect of Chongzhou only mentioned Dilong turning over!"

"It didn't exist at that time, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now!" Xie Wuyuan leaned helplessly against the wall of the car, "What's more, this year is the last year for Prefect Lu. His term of office has expired, and he has a bright future when he returns to Beijing." Xie Wuyuan turned his head to look at him, " If it were me, I would hide it and not report it."

Xie Wuyuan's attitude was flat.

"Aren't you surprised?" The third prince asked, "Don't you think it's too much for him?"

"It's normal," Xie Wuyuan pulled out his hand, his tone flat.

There was silence in the car.

After a while, Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly, although he was facing out of the car, he said to the third prince: "You will be a good emperor."

The third prince was shocked: "How dare you say such a thing—"

"What are you afraid of? My surname is Xie." Xie Wuyuan said indifferently.

The third prince curled his lips: "It's great to have the iron coupon of the Dan book!"

Xie Wuyuan's eyes fell on the third prince's hand again.

"Tan Zimo, you know it's easy to get infected if your hands are broken?"

"I don't know," the third prince shook his head, "No one told me that there is an epidemic inside."

"Okay, even if there is no epidemic inside," Xie Wuyuan nodded, "Do you know how many kinds of poisons there are, which can kill you instantly just by touching the wound?"

"There are 570 kinds in Daliang Dynasty, and there are [-] kinds in Daliang Dynasty!"

"Tan Zimo, do you know how many people want your life now!"

The third prince was taken aback, he never thought that Xie Wuyuan would pay attention to this kind of thing.

Seeing the third prince's indifferent appearance, Xie Wuyuan propped his forehead wearily.

"Can you stop doing this? What can't be solved, must self-mutilation?"

The third prince didn't answer.

"When did you do it?" Xie Wuyuan asked again.

The third prince still didn't speak.

Xie Wuyuan laughed angrily: "Don't say it, okay, don't say it in the future." He turned around and was about to go out.

The third prince was startled, he hurriedly grabbed Xie Wuyuan with his hands, but in the end he pulled the wound that had just been medicated, grinning his teeth in pain.

Xie Wuyuan listened to him throbbing in pain, thought about the efficacy of the medicine, and sat down again.

The third prince insisted on grabbing Xie Wuyuan's sleeve with his hands, Xie Wuyuan had no choice but to sit down with his strength.

"When did it happen?" Xie Wuyuan asked for the third time.

Tan Zimo still doesn't know much about Xie Wuyuan, if he changed to He He, he would be able to confirm the status of the third prince in Xie Wuyuan's heart immediately.

No matter what he said, Xie Wuyuan never asked it a third time.

Never ask.

The third prince stammered: "That day, when I went to find you, I saw you watching Fei Hefeng practicing swordsmanship. He said you looked good, but you asked him if he wanted to drink."

"That matter," Xie Wuyuan was taken aback, with an apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were there at the time."

"Do you know I wouldn't do that if I'm here?" The third prince didn't ask.

——But you don't know I'm here, you'll still do that.

Whether I am present or not can only influence your behavior, not your thoughts.

What's the use.

The third prince was depressed and said nothing.

Xie Wuyuan: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

The third prince let out an "um" and lowered his head, covering the look in his eyes.

The room was silent for a moment.

The third prince did not speak, Xie Wuyuan would not take the initiative to speak, so Xie Wuyuan closed his eyes and began to catch up on sleep.

When Xie Wuyuan was sleeping, the third prince heard about the assassin from Fei Hefeng. Fei Hefeng said that Xie Wuyuan was almost sure that he was framed this morning, because the number of the two people was completely different from that of the He family. It is impossible to be a member of the Four Princes faction.

But, do you know who is framing the fourth prince, the eldest grandson of the emperor?

But according to the news from Beijing, the grandson of the emperor also said that he was assassinated on the way, and the assassin dropped a token of Qiwei Palace.

absurd!

The third prince naturally knew that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Things are getting more and more blurred.

The fourth prince was assassinated by the eldest grandson of the emperor, the eldest grandson of the emperor was assassinated by the third prince, and the third prince was assassinated by the fourth prince.

One by one.

Who is it?

Is it the eldest grandson of the emperor who wants to cover up the truth, or is the fourth prince trying to catch him?

Or, is it the second prince who stands still?

Of course the third prince remembered that after the death of Concubine Mao Gui, all the dark threads of the forces that suddenly evaporated from the world disappeared.

However, the result of the investigation at that time was that he was not under the second prince's command.

Did the second prince restrain his traces on purpose, or—

Being framed and blamed for no reason?

The third prince's thoughts were complicated, and the beautiful Danfeng narrowed his eyes. Who is it? !

Three years ago, the situation in the court was turbulent, and a large number of civil servants were dismissed!

Two years ago, the foundation of the He family was shaken, and a large number of generals were dismissed!

And now.

The four heirs to the throne were smeared one after another!

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☆, three princes

At night, Xie Wuyuan woke up, opened the door and went out.

"Xie Wuyuan—" the third prince called him to stop.

Xie Wuyuan stopped, "What's wrong?"

Xie Wuyuan's attitude was not very good, the third prince hesitated for a moment, but still insisted on speaking, "I, help you with the medicine."

"No need, I didn't bring medicine for burns and abrasions." Xie Wuyuan was about to go out shirtless.

"I brought it." The third prince held a jade bottle.

Xie Wuyuan took the bottle, looked at the third prince's hands making rice dumplings, and handed it back.

"no need."

The third prince made a lot of determination before he could say: "Why don't you ask Fei Hefeng to give you the medicine."

Xie Wuyuan laughed: "Are you serious?"

The third prince lowered his eyebrows: "Yes."

"Okay," Xie Wuyuan took the jade bottle, feeling cold to the touch - not the temperature of the jade bottle, but the temperature of the Third Prince's hand.

The door of the house was pushed open, then closed.

Walk cleanly.

The third prince curled up helplessly.

Xie Wuyuan didn't want to take the medicine, he just didn't want Tan Zimo to help him take the medicine!

"You obviously care about it, why didn't you say it?" Xie Wuyuan's voice sounded again.

The third prince suddenly raised his head, "You didn't go out?"

"Why should I go out?" Xie Wuyuan threw the jade bottle to him, "The best muscle-creating ointment, keep it well."

"You were just leaving."

Xie Wuyuan sat on the bed, facing the third prince face to face: "There are always more important things to do than that."

"What?" The third prince was at a loss, "What happened to the guards? Did something happen to Fan Jinghui?"

"Don't you think we need to have a good talk?" Xie Wuyuan sighed, "There are too many problems recently."

"Oh," the third prince frowned.

"What do you mean by making you the reason for me to draw my sword?" Xie Wuyuan asked.

"Yes, that is..." The third prince spoke incoherently.

Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly: "Sure enough, I wanted to go wrong."

The third prince's heart trembled.

"I always thought that what you asked me to draw the sword for you meant that you asked me to conquer the world for you and help you ascend the throne." Xie Wuyuan explained.

The third prince suddenly looked up at him.

Xie Wuyuan is serious.

Xie Wuyuan really thought that what Tan Zimo wanted was this world.

No.

Simply ridiculous!

The third prince said slowly: "If that's the case, then what is the previous one?"

Xie Wuyuan chuckled lightly, with a casual tone: "Ah, maybe it's about remuneration?"

"The kiss in the prison and these few days," the third prince's voice was hoarse, "in your opinion, they are all just rewards for helping me dominate the world?"

Xie Wuyuan glanced at him lightly, and corrected him: "The time in prison was just a test."

"To test whether you are unsuspecting of me."

"I'm not interested in assisting a suspicious monarch."

The third prince smiled bitterly: "That's why you said, you don't mind if I investigate you, but I must not lie to you?"

Xie Wuyuan shook his head and laughed: "I'm kidding you, since you have investigated me, you should know, I don't care if I'm telling lies or not."

The third prince's face turned pale, but he was still stiff.

"What about now?" The third prince asked persistently, "Now that you know that my goal has always been you, what is your answer?"

Xie Wuyuan smiled lightly and shook his head: "I refuse."

"Why?" The third prince's handsome brows were tightly frowned, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, "You accepted it before, why refuse it now? Could it be that staying with me is more difficult than helping me ascend the throne?!"

"Life in Chongzhou is boring, I can accept finding a fun lover|lover. But you ask too much."

"In the end, I still think I'm meddling." The third prince sighed, almost pleading, "What if I don't care about anything in the future, and don't ask about anything?"

"Whoever you go out with and spend the night with whomever you want, I don't care if you ask me?"

"I didn't mean that," Xie Wuyuan said in a deep voice.

"Is this all right?" The third prince said in a low voice.

Xie Wuyuan sighed: "Since you are destined to get married, why bother to ask me for my sincerity?"

The third prince defended: "I didn't."

"I didn't want to get married, and I didn't ask for your sincerity."

Xie Wuyuan motioned to the third prince, look at the palm of his own body, he has only been out of Beijing for a few days, so many cuts have been drawn on it, it's all like this, he is ashamed to say he doesn't care, he didn't ask for a heart.

"Why bother?" Xie Wuyuan sighed.

The third prince's face turned pale: "I really didn't..."

"Don't do that," Xie Wuyuan sighed, "I'm to blame for this."

"I was too frivolous in prison that day, sorry." Xie Wuyuan stood up.

The third prince wanted to pull him,