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

"Wen Xiangzhu!"

Veins popped up on Wen Xiangyang's forehead, and an unbelievable roar made him lose all strength, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

"You want to ask me why I know this?"

"Because we, the Wen family, will not have idiots like you."

Wen Xiangzhu looked at him sarcastically, calmly murdering and heart-wrenching.

A pair of hands holding a pen and playing the piano were stained with bright red blood, but they looked particularly coquettish, making his originally elegant and elegant appearance look like a demon at this moment.

The moon-white robe was splattered with blood. He turned and left. The robe drew a beautiful arc in front of Wen Xiangyang's eyes, like red plums looming in the snow.

why.

Wen Xiangyang asked this question over and over in his mind before he gradually lost consciousness.

Why, he lost to him again.

Are you really much worse than him?

He watched Wen Xiangzhu look at him with disdain for one second while he was still breathing, and then his expression changed the next second. Like a frightened crane, he covered the wound on his arm and walked towards the person who came over after hearing the sound.

The dagger fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. This was the last sound Wen Xiangyang heard before he lost consciousness.

"son!"

Liu Jin came in and saw Wen Xiangyang kneeling in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and let out a sharp roar.

Then there was a chaos of war.

He saved others, invited doctors to help, Liu Jin scolded him unscrupulously, and even wanted to pounce on him and give him a knife, but was stopped and pinned to the ground.

It's really like a lively model drama.

Amid the commotion, Yueyue and Pang Ci heard the sound and ran in from the door.

Wen Xiangzhu lowered his sleeves to cover his bloody hands, trying to smile more harmlessly.

Yueyue and Pang Ci were both in the house, how could he allow the three fleas to continue running around in the house.

Maybe they'll have bad ideas coming to them, maybe they won't.

But he doesn't want maybe.

There are always some things that you don’t want to take even a little risk.

Yueyue ran closer, Wen Xiangzhu just wanted to hug her as usual, but still took a step back.

"There's blood on the body and it's dirty."

Yueyue Buyi said, "You are not dirty, you are clean."

Wen Xiangzhu suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, took off the blood-stained moon-white robe and handed it to Pang Ci, and picked him up wearing the turquoise robe underneath.

"Does it hurt?"

Yueyue puffed up her cheeks and blew for him.

The smile in Wen Xiangzhu's eyes seemed to overflow.

"It won't hurt anymore after I blow it on Yueyue."

When a person has a weakness, there will be two results.

Or be more cautious and be kind to others.

Or, be ruthless and decisive and nip the danger in the bud.

Wen Xiangzhu thought he could try it.

He briefly talked about the matter with the official, who hurriedly took him away from the house and into the palace.

This was the first time Wen Xiangzhu was summoned alone by the emperor.

The emperor felt unwell and was leaning on the couch. He felt even weaker than Wen Xiangzhu who had been slashed by a sword.

Wen Xiangzhu wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Let’s save some things for later.

The emperor dismissed the people around him, leaving only the three of them and the third prince.

The third prince's eyes lit up when he saw Yueyue, and he moved little by little from the emperor's side to Yueyue's side.

After the emperor coughed a few times, he said: "My prince came back yesterday and told me about Doctor Du. How credible do you think his words are?"

Wen Xiangzhu bowed: "Back to the Emperor, it doesn't matter how trustworthy he is. The important thing is that the Ninth Prince does have rebellious intentions. The rest will be known once we investigate."

"...Yueyue, are you used to staying in the capital? I'm just coming out of the palace to find you, and I've prepared a lot of gifts for you..."

The emperor glanced at the third prince and continued to say to Wen Xiangzhu: "I know, but your brother's words alone cannot bring down a prince. I think when you leave the palace, your family's property will be returned. My imperial brother will also arrange for someone to take the blame."

The emperor knew that Wen Xiangzhu had suffered a terrible disaster this time. He was dismissed from office and exiled, suffered a broken leg, and had his family property confiscated.

There was nothing wrong with him wanting an explanation, but now was not the right time.

"...Yueyue, your clothes are so beautiful. Did Mr. Wen choose them for you? I asked my mother-in-law to prepare them for you. You can come with me to get them later..."

"I know that the Ninth Prince is afraid of being suspected, so he will return all my property as if nothing happened. I don't feel aggrieved, but feel that I have won over him. After all, he was behind the scenes in the past, and now he is behind the scenes. bright."

The Ninth Prince's thoughts have been known to the Emperor, so what if he can't be touched this time?

Seizing the opportunity is equivalent to mastering half of the Ninth Prince's life.

"...Yueyue, don't you like pink the most? The pink hibiscus in the imperial garden is blooming just right. Why don't you live in the palace..."

"Three princes."

Wen Xiangzhu couldn't help it anymore and turned sideways to him.

How come it took just a few words to turn Yueyue into the palace!

It was better to take advantage of the time when they were discussing business matters.

This third prince is very bad at a young age!

The third prince fell silent.

Like a thief who was caught red-handed stealing steamed buns.

The emperor watched this scene with interest, "Master Wen, my prince listens to your words."

Normally, if the father is here, Wen Xiangzhu should shirk it.

But he nodded and acknowledged it.

"I would also like to thank you, Your Majesty, for allowing the Third Prince the opportunity to interact with me."

The emperor was a little dumbfounded, "Are you blaming me for letting him almost die when he was in danger? Are you trying to fight for him against me?"

Wen Xiangzhu recognized it again.

The emperor's face turned black with anger, and he smiled again after thinking about it.

He didn't have to worry about the eldest prince and the second prince. They each had countless staff and party members. They all wished they could die immediately so that they could compete for the throne.

But his youngest son really needs someone who can protect him and take care of him like this.

"Okay, in that case, I will make you the third prince's young master, and you will be responsible for teaching the third prince from now on."

"Your Majesty, why don't you come over here to meet your master?"

The third prince's eyes disappeared after hearing this, and he came over to greet him with his white teeth bared.

After seeing the gift, he straightened up and said, "Great! Then Yueyue will be my junior sister from now on! Hehe!"

Wen Xiangzhu:（╯'-')╯︵┻━┻

You are so big!

The emperor and Wen Xiangzhu had another conversation. The emperor still trusted Wen Xiangzhu, who was one of the few who knew that the ninth prince had a counter-intention and was on the opposite side of the ninth prince.

After speaking, the emperor gave Yueyue and Pang Ci additional rewards.

Thanks to them for saving the third prince in the northwest.

After the three people left the palace, the emperor's imperial edict to appoint Wen Xiangzhu as the prince's young master was also passed down.

There were many people in the government and the public who were shocked. After all, Wen Xiangzhu was only a fifth-rank imperial scholar before he was exiled.

But the prince's young master is from the second rank.

Such a promotion speed would be impossible for most people in half a lifetime, let alone half a year of exile.

Everyone couldn't help but lament his good luck. Why did he just pick up the third prince, a treasure, in that place where no bird pooped?