Prince Wuchen

In the hall of Duke Protector's Mansion, the woman who was married yesterday, her delicate makeup could not conceal her anxious expression.She couldn't sit still anymore, and simply paced back and forth, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.

"Wushuang..." The deep voice was a little cold at first, but in the voice, there was the majesty of the master.

The husband-in-law stopped abruptly, which attracted Qing Wushuang's attention, and when he looked sideways, he saw his gaze stopped at the door.Looking back suddenly, Qing Wushuang's eyes turned red.

At the door, a man in white was sitting in a simple and elegant wheelchair. His white coat covered his crippled legs. Looking at him like this, he thought that the man was just sitting on a chair.

The man has a straight nose and bright eyes smiling.

"Third Sister." The warm voice spoke of endless affection.

A third sister, entrusted to her forever, but in the end, Wuchen felt that the person he was most ashamed of was the woman in front of him.

Wuchen, the third sister handed over the emperor to you, Wuchen, you are the only person in this world who can protect my son well.Before the man closed his eyes, he looked at the emperor and his heirs, and the only thing that came to his ears was Qing Wushuang's words.

sorry.Throughout his life, Qing Wuchen had no regrets, but that woman named Qing Wushuang made him feel pain in his heart.

"Wuchen...Wuchen..." He hugged his younger brother who was sitting in a wheelchair at the door tightly. After losing his family, his daughter is no better than an ordinary daughter. Although she has been practicing martial arts since childhood, she is not as strong as a man, but she is not weak either.Qing Wushuang hugged too hard, Wuchen felt that the oxygen he inhaled was gradually burning, and his face was burned red.

What kind of eyes are those?

Looking through Wushuang's shoulders, he met the noble man.A brocade suit, an identity.When touching Wuchen, the deep and restrained eyes moved slightly to say hello.The straight bridge of the nose represents his arrogance.The thin lips are very graceful. It is often said that men with thin lips are unfeeling, but Wu Chen believes that although this man is not passionate, he is also affectionate.

This man is... very handsome.

The lips are slightly pursed, and a smile is pulled out. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.But who knows, the water will have waves, and the ripples are infinite.Many years later, recalling the past, the two looked at each other with a smile, and said at the same time: This person is an opponent.

Love is not love at first sight.

Love is not vigorous.

When it can be found, life and death go hand in hand.

The prince accompanied Wushuang back to the door, so the lunch was naturally eaten at Duke Huguo's mansion.A big round table, a family, although Qing Wuxue and his wife are not seen, it can be regarded as lively, not to mention there are junior juniors chatting, but most of what they talk about is Wuchen's affairs in the master's school.

He spoke happily, and everyone was delighted to hear it. After the meal, there was only one person sitting quietly.Wuchen didn't pay attention to that person specially, but the brilliance of the prince, which cannot be ignored.

The sight that looked again was caught, but the other party looked back calmly.But why, in those indifferent eyes, he saw... deep feelings.

A chuckle flashed in the prince's heart.

The cold and proud face suddenly softened a little.

It is rare to see someone who can look at him as brightly and aboveboard as Qing Wuchen.

On the way, Qing Wuchen was a little curious: "Why don't you see Eldest Sister and Eldest Brother-in-law?" If it was just the third sister's wedding banquet, it would be understandable for the eldest sister not to show up, but this is also the prince's wedding banquet. , this is... somewhat out of courtesy.

Wu Chen's casual words, everyone thought he was missing Eldest Sister, but unexpectedly, the Crown Prince who had been silent all this time actually spoke up: "The Nanxiang spies sent a secret report that the Lord of Nanxiang intends to sneak attack on my wedding day. Mingde invites you to be handsome, and is going to give them an invitation to enter the urn."

Huh?

All eyes were focused on Prince Gree Hui.

The prince raised his eyebrows, his expression couldn't be more natural.In fact, some things were changing in the dark, but at that time, no one noticed.

"Mingde?" Wu Chen asked suspiciously, "Is it Shi Lian Mingde, brother-in-law?" The prince's affectionate title is because of the monarch and minister?Or because of friends?

"Mingde and I have known each other since we were young. The wedding banquet last night was indispensable for everyone, but Mingde was the only one who didn't care." This was an affirmation of their friendship.

If the enemy country attacks the prince's wedding banquet, the damage will definitely be serious.At this time, friendship is a kind of assistance.Presumably Nanxiang Kingdom hadn't thought of it either.

In the middle, no one explained the geographical location of Nanxiang Kingdom, nor the situation of Ruiya Kingdom, but when the eyes crossed, the prince knew that the person in front of him was actually like a mirror.

Before leaving, Wuchen sent them to the door, Wushuang was reluctant to part, as if saying goodbye.The prince stood aside, his eyes had nowhere to fall, and naturally fell on Wuchen's legs.

A strange feeling flashed in my heart, if these legs were not destroyed, it would be great.

Suddenly, I remembered 18 years ago... My heart tightened, and the cause of that year was vivid in my memory.

Seven days later, the battle report came from the front line. Shi Lianmingde had won a complete victory, and the battle report, which came late, was a gift for the prince's wedding.The prince was overjoyed, and held a banquet in Taizi Mansion two days later to celebrate Shi Lianming's achievements.But Wuchen was on the invitation list.

As the prince's brother-in-law, as Shi Lianmingde's brother-in-law, the prince's invitation to the celebration banquet was very sincere, and Wuchen couldn't refuse, even though he didn't really want to go.

Under the bamboo, Wuchen was reading a book quietly, the autumn wind was blowing, and it was a bit cold.

A robe was draped over Wuchen's body, and when he turned his head, it was Qing Wuyun.

"Second Sister." Tightening the clothes on her shoulders, Wuchen liked the warm feeling.

"I heard your sigh from afar, let me guess what is trapping my brother Wuchen." Wuyun is a clever woman, she is smart but not pretentious, so Wuchen likes it very much. this sister. "Is it the prince's invitation that trapped Wuchen's tranquility?"

"Second Sister's heart is like Cymbidium, so Wu Chen can't hide it from you."

"Why doesn't Wuchen want to go?" Why, Wuyun can guess eight points, but wants to hear Wuchen say it himself.