The hero of fast time travel is always blackening

Chapter 887 Let go of that prince and let me come 3
And the other side

In the East Palace, His Royal Highness the sickly prince, who was dressed in white robes, was sitting in his study. He looked at the surrounding buildings without any surprise in his eyes. He lightly touched the wolf-hair brush with his finger, and the brush instantly exploded.

Withdrawing his hand, His Royal Highness's pair of peach blossom eyes were cold and indifferent, like a pool of stagnant water, and then turned to look at the bright moon outside the window, with unclear emotions.

Already thirteen worlds.

Thinking of this, a faint hostility appeared in the long and narrow eyes, and a trace of blood leaked from the pale pursed lips, with an impatient expression, and then outlined a dangerous arc.

These rules, sooner or later, he will smash them to ashes.

"Your Highness, it's already late, it's time to go back and rest." Eunuch Gu stepped forward to put on a cloak for Chi Yuan, with a cautious tone: "Your Highness, your body is important."

"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival." Chi Yuan said suddenly.

Eunuch Gu was stunned for a second, then secretly glanced at Chi Yuan's face, feeling a little timid in his heart but didn't dare to show it, so he could only change the subject and say: "Yes, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be held soon, Your Highness can see if you are interested Miss Yue."

Chi Yuan's eyes fell on Eunuch Gu's body, his peach blossom eyes were filled with coolness, and he stated: "You are afraid of me."

The cold sweat on Eunuch Gu's forehead couldn't stop. For some reason, His Highness vomited blood and passed out that day. After waking up, he seemed to be a different person. He was still the same person, but the aura around him was terrifying.

Especially those rippling peach-blossom eyes became deep, as long as they were glanced at, they couldn't help but stagnate.

"Slave, the slave respects you and dare not go beyond the rules."

Eunuch Gu lowered his head lower and lower, his eyes fell on Chi Yuan's clothes, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Chi Yuan withdrew his eyes and waved his hand to signal Eunuch Gu to go down. Eunuch Gu heaved a sigh of relief and bent over to leave, but he heard Chi Yuan ask him.

"Eunuch Gu, do you think I can succeed in enthroning after killing all the princes?"

Hearing this, Eunuch Gu was so frightened that his legs went limp and he sat down on the ground. He looked at Chi Yuan in shock, and always felt that what Chi Yuan said was not to kill the prince, but to kill the emperor...

This rebellious idea was circling in Eunuch Gu's mind, he showed a smile on the verge of tears, and asked, "Is Your Highness joking with the servant?"

Chi Yuan propped his chin with one hand, the candlelight shone on the pale face, and the long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow. The seemingly weak face was full of evil spirit and frivolity at the moment. He played with a brush with his fingers, He hummed perfunctorily.

Eunuch Gu was suffocated: "!!!"

My slave can't tell you are joking, but I can see that you want to die...

But how could Eunuch Gu dare to say these words? He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, which made Chi Yuan a little irritated, so all those wolf-hair pens exploded.

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Eunuch Gu picked up his whisk and scrambled out of the East Palace. He felt that this job was too risky, and maybe he should change his master, but he only dared to think about it and didn't dare to really try it.

He was afraid that if he tried it, he would die...

Looking at the closed door, Chi Yuan subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but the next moment he seemed to think of something, and took it back.

Thinking of the story in this world, Chi Yuan felt troublesome, but he had to do it.

Chi Yuan half-closed his eyes, looking at the bright moon outside the window, the impatience in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But it doesn't matter, he will soon be able to go to the next world to find his little slave.

　Maybe there are three or four more stories to finish. Although I haven't figured out the ending yet, I promise everyone will fill in the holes.

　　The length is shorter than what I thought before, well, it’s a lot, but the next book is likely to be the Fast Travel Sand Sculpture series, and it won’t feel inconsistent to write all the stories in this book, but I decided to Do not write too long.

　　I haven't written it for two years, and when I pick it up again, I always feel that I haven't written it well, oh, it's uncomfortable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)