[Quick Travel] The male god is also very sweet today

Luo Xing hadn't looked at Chu Zhao for several days.

Seeing Chu Zhao suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"You're finally out!"

Chu Zhao asked again, "What's wrong with you and the emperor?"

Luo Xing's crown prince position for so many years is indestructible, if others want to snatch it, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree.

But now that Luo Xing's incident is so serious, some people behind the scenes can't sit still and are ready to make a move.

Chu Zhao had to worry about Luo Xing.

Luo Xing blinked, his bright eyes were as bright as stars, "It's not a big problem."

Chu Zhao frowned, "It's not a big problem, how could it be like this?"

Luo Xing's nature is simple and pure, and the appearance of lying is very obvious.

Chu Zhao could tell at a glance that he was hiding something.

There is an inexplicable dissatisfaction in my heart.

"The prince doesn't trust me, and he doesn't want to tell me clearly, does he?"

Chu Zhao lowered his voice, his face was gloomy, and his handsome features seemed to be covered with a layer of haze.

Seeing that Chu Zhao was not very happy, Luo Xing stood up anxiously from the chair, and hurriedly said, "No, I... It's not that I don't trust you."

Chu Zhao's long and narrow eyes fell on Luo Xing complicatedly.

Luo Xing clenched his fists tightly, a fire was simmering in his chest, and he was about to reveal the real reason for his quarrel with the emperor.

But it's embarrassing to say that.

It took a lot of courage from him.

"I just told the emperor that I don't want to concubine now, and then he got angry."

Chu Zhao's complex and deep expression improved a bit, but he still asked uneasy: "Is that all?"

Luo Xing plucked up the courage to lie and said, "Is this called mere? It's such a big deal! I'm the crown prince, and I don't want to accept a concubine. It's normal for him to be angry."

Whenever Luo Xing lied, his ears would turn red.

Although he tried his best to look righteous, but this kind of deliberateness still has the meaning that there is no silver 300 taels here.

Xiaoju: It's better for the host not to make such a fuss...

"To be honest, what is the reason?"

Chu Zhao frowned, and his magnetic and pleasant voice became majestic.

Luo Xing was like a child being forced to question by his parents, he was so imposing, he wished he could turn into a furball curled up in a corner.

"Just... just because..."

Before Luo Xing could finish his voice, the sound of pouring rain suddenly sounded outside the house.

Such a heavy rain came suddenly and quickly, making Luo Xing forget what he was going to say for a moment.

Of course, it was also at this time that someone hurriedly ran into Luo Xing's dormitory.

"Chu... Chu Zhao! There is an assassin in the palace, the emperor ordered you to catch the assassin immediately!"

The visitor was panting and flustered, which showed that the situation was tense and urgent.

Luo Xing was taken aback, and said blankly, "Assassin?"

"It's too late, Mr. Chu Zhao, hurry up! If it's too late, the assassin will run away!"

The eunuch arched his back, his whole body was soaked and dripping with water, and his breath still hadn't come through.

"Where's the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard?" Chu Zhao frowned, but didn't move at all.

It seemed like he didn't want to care about anything other than Luo Xing.

"The commander-in-chief fought with the assassin and was injured. Now the imperial doctor is treating him!"

To be the commander of the imperial guards, martial arts is naturally one of the best, but even such a master was wounded by the assassin.

It can be seen that the assassin is indeed very powerful.

No wonder the emperor let Chu Zhao go out.

Looking at the palace, I am afraid that only Chu Zhao has the best martial arts.

"Prince, take care of yourself and be careful."

Chu Zhao looked at Luo Xing with deep eyes, with a bit of care that couldn't be concealed.

It's just that he turned his gaze away soon, returned to his usual indifference and reticence, hung his saber, and disappeared into the heavy rain without saying a word.

Before Luo Xing could express his concerns, Chu Zhao disappeared.

"It's raining so hard, it's so difficult to catch an assassin." Luo Xing looked at the sudden heavy rain and said worriedly.

The eunuch next to him comforted: "Prince, don't worry, Chu Zhao is very skilled in martial arts, and he will definitely be caught."

Luo Xing didn't feel good after hearing this.

The thin lips were pressed tightly together.

Even the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard was injured, who knows if Chu Zhao will be injured.

What's more, there is a sudden heavy rain now.

I hope Chu Zhao will be fine.

The little eunuch quietly sized up His Highness the Crown Prince in front of him.

really weird……

It's not that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sent out, but a hidden guard. Why is the Crown Prince acting so worried, nervous and afraid?

It's like a little daughter-in-law whose husband is on the battlefield and waiting anxiously at home.

The little eunuch's legs gave way, and he almost knelt down because of his own brain hole.

Bah, how could he have such a rebellious idea, if he let others know, ten of his heads would not be enough to cut off!

The prince is not broken sleeves...

But it's not impossible, maybe the emperor was furious and put the prince in confinement after knowing that the prince was short-sleeved?

The little eunuch, who was infinitely approaching the truth, trembled and wished he could just kneel down.

-

During the whole afternoon when Chu Zhao was away, Luo Xingcha didn't think about food or food.

It was night in a blink of an eye, and Chu Zhao hadn't come back yet.

The heavy rain outside was still powerful, like a torrential downpour, and occasionally there would be a thunderclap, scaring Luo Xing even more out of his wits.

Fortunately, the servants of Duanqing Palace reported that Chu Zhao had caught the assassin, and now the assassin had been sent to Dali Temple for interrogation.

Luo Xing's first words were, "Is he injured?"

The servant replied: "There should be no... I am afraid that only Mr. Chu knows the specifics..."

Luo Xing rubbed his eyebrows, sat in front of the tea table unhappy, waiting boredly.

The previous servant, that is, the maid of the Duanqing Palace, saw His Highness the Crown Prince's concern for Chu Zhao, and asked Luo Xing for credit as soon as Chu Zhao came back: "Prince, this servant saw that Lord Chu came back. "

Luo Xing also knew that the maid had been waiting all the time, so she could know that Chu Zhao had returned in time, and it was not easy.

So he generously rewarded the court lady with some silver taels.

"Thank you for the reward, Prince." The palace maid blushed gratefully.

Luo Xing didn't delay any longer, held up his umbrella, and nervously went to Chu Zhao's other courtyard by himself.

In the remote and simple courtyard, the bamboo forest was rustling, and a figure held an umbrella and walked to the door.

"Chu Zhao, are you inside?"

Luo Xing is tantamount to asking questions knowingly.

Because through the window, I can vaguely see the candlelight flickering inside.

The people inside paused before speaking, "Prince?"

Chu Zhao's voice was a little weird, and he said distantly: "If there is nothing important, you should go back first, and I will come to you later."

Luo Xing soon sensed an unusual aura, and asked worriedly, "Are you injured?"

Chu Zhao didn't even think about it in the room: "No."

Luo Xing was more sure.

Chu Zhao must be lying to him!

Just to keep him from worrying!

Otherwise, why would they hide in the house and drive him away?

After confirming this, Luo Xing gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage and pushed open the two doors in front of him.

However, he rushed in without any explanation.

The worry on Luo Xing's face has not yet dissipated, and his eyes are full of determination and confidence that Chu Zhao has been injured.

But after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, his whole body almost turned into a stone sculpture, motionless.

Chu Zhao, who had already stripped off his whole body and was about to get into the bathtub: "..."

Luo Xing: "..."

Chu Zhao, why... yes, naked?

... so big.

"Prince??" Chu Zhao came back to his senses, bent down and picked up the place on the ground, slightly blocking his important parts.

The expression on his face was as handsome as ever.

It's just that in the eyes, there is still a bit of confusion and embarrassment.

"You... you want to take a bath?"

Luo Xing was so nervous that he stuttered.

He thought that when he broke into the room, he would see Chu Zhao bleeding from his chest, hiding from him sadly.

"You're really not hurt..."

Chu Zhao soon knew what exactly Luo Xing had misunderstood, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "Of course not."

"The prince doesn't believe me that much?"

Luo Xing hurriedly defended, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I'm worried about you!"

Following Luo Xing's words, there was a moment of silence and strangeness in the room.

It was as if the sound of the rain outside had been cut off, leaving only the quiet breathing of Luo Xing and Chu Zhao.

Luo Xing's cheeks became hot, and his ears gradually turned red.

Chu Zhao also realized that the atmosphere was not right, and said solemnly: "Prince, go back first, I have to take a bath."

"I wasn't injured, it was just raining all afternoon and I had to take a shower and change clothes."

Luo Xing thought that he was going to leave, so he couldn't help but hugged his arm, and said honestly: "But it's very cold outside, I can't bear it on the way here, and I don't want to go back."

Because of the rain, the weather suddenly turned cold, the cool breeze was blowing, and it was very freezing.

Chu Zhao frowned slightly as he saw Luo Xing's frightened appearance from the cold.

"You wash yours, I'll wait for you here, and I can talk to you by the way."

Luo Xing thought he was very caring.

After all, taking a bath is so boring, wouldn't it be much better to have a company to chat with?

Chu Zhao: "...No need, I've never heard of anyone having to talk to someone while taking a bath."

After Chu Zhao finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, but the sound of his bathing came to Luo Xing's ears more clearly.

Chu Zhao entered the wooden barrel, the water splashed, and the water mist filled the air.

Luo Xing originally deliberately looked at other places to avoid Chu Zhao's embarrassment, but for some reason, he couldn't help thinking of the scene he saw when he broke into the room just now——

Chu Zhao, so big...

As expected of a martial arts practitioner.and.West.group.hate.

And the figure is also very good.

There are muscles where there should be muscles, full of strength, making people want to touch them with their hands.

In the originally extremely quiet house, the sound of someone swallowing saliva suddenly sounded.

Chu Zhao: "..."

"The prince didn't have dinner?"

Luo Xing, who was not greedy for food but for Chu Zhao's body, said, "I haven't eaten. But I'm not hungry."

Because he was always worried about Chu Zhao, he forgot to eat.

But he's really not hungry.

Chu Zhao didn't say anything more, and quickly washed his body.

He had just stood up from the bathtub, Luo Xing, who was not moving at first, suddenly turned his head to look at him and said, "By the way, the assassin in the afternoon—"

Chu Zhao: "..."

Luo Xing looked at the picture of the beautiful boy getting out of the bath in front of him, his voice was stuck in his neck.