Quickly wear cute girls to fight against five, and the villains form a group to protect them

Shen Zhiyi, who heard their conversation, collapsed and denied it.

"I'm not! I'm not Miss Shen. You got the wrong person!"

"You'll know if you admit your mistake or not when you return to the capital. And you said you were the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Punishment, did you forget?"

Yueyue tilted her head and asked her.

She had originally forgotten this person, but unexpectedly she popped up again.

Is she a cockroach?Hard to kill, and annoying.

In this case, just go back to Beijing with them.

To embellish the boring life in Beijing.

"No! I'm not going back to Beijing!"

Shen Zhiyi got up, ignoring the steward and servants who were kneeling on the ground. He just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible, but he was held tightly by the Yulin Guards.

The third prince proudly put his hands on his hips, bulging his round belly.

"You brought people to destroy my house, and you still want to run away like this? Do you think this prince is made of dough?"

After hearing this, the steward felt that a dark cloud suddenly gathered above his head.

It's over, I can't save them this time.

The Yulin guards escorted them to the officials and imprisoned them.

They didn't let them disturb the reunion of the four again.

Pang Ci took out the artist's painting to show to the third prince. His original intention was to let him see the artist's outrageous painting skills.

But the third prince recognized the little fairy boy as himself at a glance.

"Yueyue, you are so kind, you didn't forget to draw me on it too!"

Pang Ci: "...can you recognize that this is you?"

"Brother Pang Ci, what did you say? Isn't it exactly the same as me?"

The third prince said, taking the painting, holding it next to him, and assuming the same posture as the fairy boy in the painting.

Three people:?_?

Third Prince: "Isn't it similar?"

Pang Ci: "Like, you and him are just like...well, a fish and a carriage."

Wen Xiangzhu: "Well, there are three birds and dogs."

Yueyue: "Yeah! Pang Ci and I!"

She offended two people with her words.

Pang Ci and the third prince looked at each other, put down the painting and rushed towards him.

Yueyue laughed and ran, and the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became noisy again.

It seemed as if even the snow on the eaves had melted.

The four of them stayed together in the evening, and the third prince even brought fireworks from the capital.

The light of the fire cut through the dark night sky and illuminated the world.

The painter heated up the two meat buns left over from lunch, and he and Dr. Du next door each held them and gnawed them.

When the firelight from the capital appeared in the night sky of the place of exile, it seemed as if a corner that was about to be extinguished lit up again.

"Tell me, can we still go back to Beijing?"

"Okay, doesn't anyone want to go back?"

"I wish we could have that day too."

"Live well, isn't there hope in life?"

……

The year is over, and new stories are coming as expected.

The next day, they set off on their way back to Beijing.

Before the third prince left, he went to the painter again and asked him to draw a portrait of himself.

He said it was difficult for him to meet someone who could draw his own charm.

For this reason, he secretly gave money to the painter.

The carriage traveled a few miles away, but two people caught up behind it.

It was the painter and Doctor Du.

They supported each other through the white wilderness and finally caught up with the carriage.

The third prince was a little embarrassed, "I can't take you back to the capital."

Regardless of whether their mistakes were serious or not, or whether they had atoneed for their sins in the past few years of exile, he could not take them away privately.

Mr. Wen once said that the higher the position, the more strictly one must abide by every rule.

Otherwise the world will be in chaos.

The two waved their hands. They also knew this truth and did not expect to follow them back to Beijing.

"No, yes, Doctor Du has something to say to you."

The painter was panting and pushed his friend into the carriage.

In the carriage, Doctor Du wrung his hands together, obviously very nervous, and kept looking around and fidgeting.

Wen Xiangzhu pushed a cup of tea towards him and pointed to the table in the carriage.

Doctor Du understood the situation and dipped his fingers in tea and wrote two names on the table.

The Ninth Prince was judged by Hu Yuan.

The two were connected by a line. After a while, the water trace disappeared and everything disappeared without a trace.

Doctor Du got off the bus with a few banknotes.

Wen Xiangzhu recalled what Yueyue said.

The price is very high.

Although this northwest is desolate, it is really a treasure.

From the northwest to the capital, the road is still the same.

But Wen Xiangzhu's mood was different.

After all, half a year ago he was hobbling around with an injured leg, beaten and beaten in ragged clothes.

What I carry in my heart is hatred, unwillingness, confusion and despair about the way forward.

Now he has Yueyue, Pang Ci, and the third prince beside him.

Among the tall horses in front, there is also a dog three who is out of place.

The hatred is still there, but I want to protect the people and things around me even more.

They passed the same road where they encountered the bandits.

This time the traffic was smooth, and there were many more pedestrians nearby.

They also passed the Gobi Desert where Wen Xiangzhu was knocked unconscious and dragged away by Yueyue.

The third prince was also lucky enough to see the legendary Dog Yama and Dog Er.

But after they heard Yueyue's excited shouts, they ran away without looking back.

The third prince scratched his head in confusion. Are these the two big dogs that Yueyue said are very close to her?

We walked like this for more than half a month, and the capital was very close at hand.

Hearing that they were going back to Beijing immediately, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but lost his temper.

The person he had abandoned was brought back just six months later.

Is his royal brother going to slap him in the face?

What made him even more angry was his stupid sister and that idiot Wen Xiangyang.

He actually went to the emperor to expose himself in front of the emperor. Do you really think he is a fool?

"Where is Wen Ning? I haven't seen her in the past two days. Is she hanging out with Wen Xiangyang again?"

The confidant replied: "Back to your lord, I heard that they went out of the city to play in another courtyard with the young ladies from several other families."

"Play, play, play! Just know how to play!"

He frowned irritably and began to figure out what to do next.

Seeing that the emperor had less than a year to live, he had to kill all three princes quickly.

Otherwise, even if he sat on the throne, he would be unjustly infamy.

"It seems that the matter of building momentum for this king must be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

He didn't know why, but when he heard that Wen Xiangzhu was back, he always felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. There were some things he had to do.

At this time, Wen Xiangyang, who was in another courtyard, was also troubled.

"What's wrong? You're so unhappy when you show up with this princess with such a face?"

"How can it be."

Wen Xiangyang complimented: "Nothing makes me happier than going out with you. Just thinking that my brother is coming back makes me feel uneasy."

"What are you afraid of? You don't owe him anything. Aren't you doing all this just for the Wen family?"

"But my brother didn't know after all. When I came home and saw that all the property at home was gone, I was afraid that he would expose the matter and it would end badly if it really got bigger."

"What do you think this princess is doing? He came back alive because of the mercy of our royal family. Who gives him the face to recover the confiscated property? At worst, you tell him the truth. How dare he go against my Nine Emperors brother?" ?”