Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen was unable to divert his gaze and could only be forced to watch the battle on the ring.

General Chonghua was the previous martial arts champion, but even so, he was still no match for the Dark Dragon Army soldiers. Not only was he losing ground, but he also had more and more visible wounds on his body, which was a shocking sight.

At the last moment, the Dark Dragon Army soldier punched Chonghua hard, smashing half of his face, and threw him down like garbage, killing him on the spot.

Jinchen took a deep breath and suddenly a warm hand covered his eyes. Xie Zhiwei whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, are you afraid?"

I only asked you if you were scared after I finished watching it, and I think you are crazy.

"I... am a little afraid of seeing blood..."

Jin Chen gently placed his hands on Jie Zhiwei's, his voice trembling involuntarily, "Why is the young uncle so determined to... kill him?"

"The Dark Dragon Army's investigation revealed that General Chonghua is good at taming animals, especially tigers." Xie Zhiwei said, his eyes falling on the back of his hand that was clasped with the little emperor's, and his tone softened.

Jin Chen suddenly realized: "My little uncle is trying to avenge me."

He seemed to no longer be afraid, and threw himself into Xie Zhiwei's arms, "So that's how it is. Thank you, little uncle."

Xie Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat. The scent of agarwood that came to her face was so strong that she couldn't stop.

When did Your Majesty learn to act like this? He is even more clingy than when he was a child.

Xie Zhiwei thought so in his heart, and unconsciously folded his arms. The light cold fragrance and the agarwood scent entwined, and the slightly gloomy bitterness was immediately dispersed, blending into an indissoluble warm aftertaste.

"But why doesn't the little uncle say it? They will all misunderstand." Jinchen asked, burying his head in his arms.

This "they" refers to the officials who were kneeling down in fear below the stage. Xie Zhiwei lazily held the little emperor in her arms, gently stroking the black hair on the back of his neck, surprisingly not caring at all.

"It is their business if they misunderstand me. They dare not bring it to me."

There were always disobedient eyes under the ring. Seeing the young emperor and the regent hugging each other intimately, they were really scared, but they really didn't dare to say anything more.

"No, if the officials misunderstand, it will affect the prestige of the young uncle in the court." Jin Chen said clearly and quickly called Liu Feng who was standing by: "General Chonghua tamed a beast to murder me. Since he died at the hands of the Dark Dragon Army today, the punishment of executing all nine clans will be exempted, and all family members will be exiled to the border."

"Subordinates obey orders."

Jin Chen had just finished giving the order when he turned around and saw Jie Zhiwei leaning her head lazily, with a strand of hair still hooked on her fingertips as she hugged him, but her eyes were like pine needles, dark and sharp, with a subtle smile flickering in them.

"Your Majesty has indeed grown up, and is much calmer and more ruthless than before." Xie Zhiwei's tone was inexplicable, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. It was clearly more intimate than before, yet filled with coldness.

"If it were you in the past, you would not dare to say something like going to the frontier."

The fingertips hooked in the black hair touched Jinchen's well-maintained face again, like a caress but also like a test.

There's no use touching it, I'm the real deal!

Jin Chen let him caress her, and even crawled into the arms of the beautiful uncle as if in fear, "I... don't want to be a waste forever."

"As long as my little uncle is here, my life will not be in danger." Jinchen firmly believed this.

Xie Zhiwei deliberately didn't think about the reason behind this sentence. He just enjoyed the little emperor's reliance on the assassin, which was completely different from previous years.

"I will definitely protect you." Xie Zhiwei sighed softly, and saw the officials suddenly realized the truth after hearing it. Even the look in their eyes when they looked at him was not as fearful as before.

Everything the little emperor did was actually for him.

But...it's like this on the surface, and I hope it's like this in my heart.

His fingertips brushed across Jinchen's most vulnerable neck skin. Xie Zhiwei stared at him for a few seconds. Finally, regardless of the gazes of all the officials below the ring, he personally carried him back.

Jin Chen tried to struggle at first. Even in this warrior continent where the average life expectancy is 200 years, twenty years old is still young. He didn't think he could really be content to be a child!

However, his struggle was fruitless, and Jinchen could only lie down and enjoy it. [Suffer...suffer.] Ling Gungun complained in a low voice.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -5, totaling 75! 】

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 15! 】

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Jinchen certainly knew that his words and actions that day would arouse Xie Zhiwei's suspicion, but after all, he couldn't always be a little waste who was kept in the dark. He had to let Xie Zhiwei slowly adapt to his changes.

But he didn't expect that Xie Zhiwei's temptation would be even more cruel.

The royal hunting trip finally ended without any danger. On the day of returning to the palace, Jin Chen had just sat in the imperial carriage when he saw Mu Zhongzheng and Han Zhou catching up with him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Mu Zhongzheng's voice was so loud that Jin Chen couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Then the carriage curtain was opened again, and Jinchen stuck his head out, "Cousin, don't you need to recuperate today?"

You should know that ever since he patrolled the mountains with the Dark Dragon Army that day, Mu Zhongzheng fell seriously ill and has only just recovered in the past two days.

Mu Zhongzheng gritted his teeth and ignored this remark. He still looked friendly and handed the furry creature in his arms to him, "Your Majesty, look, I found a very docile little lion in the cave."

What's the secret behind this?

Jinchen glanced at him inconspicuously, then looked at the soft and cute lion cub, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Perhaps he was here to bribe her again. Jin Chen asked the guards who wanted to stop him to retreat and held the little lion in his arms. "Thank you, cousin. I like it very much."

"I was too negligent a few days ago. I hope Your Majesty is not angry." Mu Zhong argued that Jie Zhiwei was walking towards him. He didn't want to run into this dog official again, so he gave the lion to Jinchen and made an excuse to leave.

"Han Zhou, did you notice just now?" Mu Zhongzheng asked the young man behind him after he walked away, and pulled him side by side towards the prince's carriage, his tone full of trust.

"Your Majesty also has a birthmark on the back of his hand. Perhaps you are just worrying too much." Han Zhou replied without pulling back the hand that Mu Zhongzheng was holding.

"Why has Jinchen changed so much in this period of time... Could it be that what Master Song said is true?"

Mu Zhongzheng murmured in confusion, and decided to keep this matter in mind for the time being, and slowly test it out when he had the chance in the future.

"How's your investigation into the fact that Jinchen stays indoors for three days in the middle of every month?" Mu Zhongzheng asked again.

Han Zhou paused, knelt down and clasped his fists: "I am incompetent. The Emperor's affairs are all monitored by the Dark Dragon Army. My spies in the palace cannot get close."

Mu Zhongzheng was stunned for a moment, and with a helpless look on his face, he pulled Han Zhou up, "Okay, I don't blame you."

He leaned over to brush off Han Zhou's sleeves, then took the young guard's hand and led him into the carriage.

"How many times have I told you? Don't act like a guard in front of me."

Han Zhou looked down at his hands, nodded slowly, and agreed in a low voice: "Your subordinate...knows."