Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen deliberately did not let the servants of the Regent's Mansion pass on the message. This was not his first time here, so he naturally knew where Xie Zhiwei often stayed.

It just so happened that the Tianyin Guard who was on duty today was sent to track down the magic medicine without telling Jie Zhiwei in advance.

So when Jinchen and his group passed through the corridor with hanging flowers and stepped into the inner courtyard, they saw Han Zhou being taught a lesson.

“Han Zhou!!”

Mu Chongzheng was instantly blinded by the blood in front of him. He no longer remembered what his adviser had said before he came here, telling him not to lose his composure in front of the Regent. His mind and eyes were completely occupied by the young man tied to the wooden stake.

The blood flowing from under the wooden stakes gathered into a pool, all overflowing from the wounds all over Han Zhou's body.

When Mu Zhongzheng rushed over to rescue Han Zhou, Xie Zhiwei should have taken the opportunity to keep this man, but he sensed a faint but not negligible aura behind him.

Xie Zhiwei's whip fell to the ground, and he looked blankly at Jinchen who was following closely behind him. He had never expected to see him here, and at this time.

Almost panicking, Xie Zhiwei lowered his eyes to look at the bloodstains on the ground, wishing that all the blood would flow out himself. It would be better to get a little sympathy than to be hated.

"Master..." Han Zhou thought he was in a trance again. He was in a trance often that day, and when his consciousness was distracted, he would see Mu Zhongzheng.

But now it doesn't seem to be an illusion.

Mu Zhongzheng held in his arms the person who could faint even with a gust of wind, and looked at Jie Zhiwei with such eyes that he wished he could cut him into pieces himself.

But he couldn't. Even though he was furious, Mu Zhongzheng still retained the last bit of rationality.

If he completely broke off relations with Jie Zhiwei now, everything he had done would be in vain.

"Cousin, take your people back first. I will make my own judgment." Jin Chen spoke at the right time, and his tone was no longer as gentle as before. It was hard to tell whether he was directed at this incident or the person who caused this incident, but Xie Zhiwei still felt bitter after hearing it.

"Yes, Your Majesty will decide this matter for me." Mu Zhongzheng almost gritted his teeth, "I just don't know why the Regent King wants to hurt my personal servant."

Xie Zhiwei was still staring at Jinchen. No one noticed the slightly trembling fingers hanging under his sleeves. Hearing this, he looked expressionlessly at Mu Zhongzheng who was holding someone, and curled his lips in a mocking manner.

"How can I not punish my king's secret guards?"

When these words came out, Han Zhou heard them even though he was half conscious. He kept shaking in Mu Zhongzheng's arms, his mind full of thoughts that his master would definitely dislike him. But he could only vaguely hear Mu Zhongzheng's soothing voice, "Don't be afraid. This king has known this for a long time."

The smile that Xie Zhiwei had forced out also faded a lot, and he stared darkly at their folded hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Zhongzheng said coldly, "I will discuss this matter with the Regent later. Goodbye."

He had never been so tough in front of Jie Zhiwei. Even when he was about to be punished, he still hid his edge.

At this moment, Jinchen suddenly saw that the protagonist attack aura on Mu Zhongzheng had become even stronger!

Jinchen thought about the follow-up plan, touched the tip of his nose, and continued to mind his own business.

Mu Zhongzheng strode away holding the bloody Han Zhou, and soon only Jinchen and Jie Zhiwei were left in the yard.

Xie Zhiwei was still wearing the dark robe, which made the fingers sticking out from the sleeves look even paler like dry bones. He took a few steps forward to get closer to Jinchen, but saw Jinchen take half a step back.

"Your Majesty..." Xie Zhiwei could only stop approaching. His cold and gloomy eyes were mixed with grievance, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"You are afraid of me again." He accused softly, still with fear. He bit his lip and knelt down again, but was stopped in time by Jinchen.

Jinchen lifted him up and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you want to place secret guards around my cousin?"

Xie Zhiwei took the opportunity to hold Jinchen's hand tightly, and realized belatedly that after Jinchen recovered, even his previously cold temperature had risen a lot, becoming scorching hot.

"It's just in case..." Xie Zhiwei didn't want to tell Jinchen these unlucky things. There were too many intrigues in the court. He had never taught the little emperor before, and now he was even more unwilling to let Jinchen know.

He only needs to pave the way, and when no one in the court or even the entire imperial city dares to question him in the future, he can let His Majesty take power.

"Your Majesty, please don't ask any more questions." Xie Zhiwei's voice was very soft, and it was difficult to discern the vicious emotion in it. He only begged for mercy to Jinchen in a soft voice: "Or do you think...I am too cruel? Then can you forgive me?"

As Xie Zhiwei spoke, he gently rested his forehead on Jinchen's shoulder, his movements very slowly, as if testing whether Jinchen would push him away.

It was not until the scent of agarwood lingered again that Xie Zhiwei finally relaxed his tense emotions and body.

Jin Chen held Jie Zhiwei's slender waist, as if helpless: "My cousin and I have always been on good terms. When the little uncle did this, I really don't know who to favor."

Xie Zhi narrowed his eyes coldly. Who the hell is Mu Zhongzheng, to be compared with him?

"Your Majesty, didn't you just say that you have made your own decision?" Xie Zhiwei poked Jinchen's chest lightly with her fingertips. She didn't raise her head, but her tone was as charming as a demon. "You won't let me down, right?"

"Then you must promise me that you will not do it again, or my cousin will become estranged from me sooner or later."

Xie Zhiwei was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and smiled innocently at Jinchen, "I will just be obedient."

"Are you still afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you." Jinchen would never admit that the body's reaction had nothing to do with him!

"That's good."

Xie Zhiwei pulled up Jinchen's sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, you haven't been here for a long time. Please come in and have a seat."

It was like inviting favor, but Xie Zhiwei deliberately denied his own despicable thoughts. He smiled deeply, and his eyes were filled with a plea that was hard to refuse.

Inside the room, what caught the eye was the table and the floor filled with fine wine.

In the original plot, Xie Zhiwei would feel hot when approaching the middle of her month and would often drink to numb the pain, over time she developed a slightly alcoholic habit.

Xie Zhiwei pulled Jinchen to sit down, as if she had deliberately forgotten her social status, and sat down close to Jinchen, holding the wine glass to Jinchen's lips.

It was a glass of wine that he had just drunk, and it was positioned exactly against his lips.

Jin Chen pushed his hand away and said hesitantly, "Little uncle...it's almost the middle of the month, I can't drink."

The glass of wine just fell down, and the wine stained Jie Zhiwei's hands and sleeves, but he didn't have time to wipe it off.

Xie Zhiwei silently looked at the increasingly handsome Majesty in front of him, then suddenly threw himself into his arms, buried his face in his neck with a look of deep, dark pain, and said in a hoarse voice: "You did it on purpose... You must have done it on purpose..."

She said these words deliberately to make him extremely heartbroken, and reminded him of the bloodletting when they were most intimate.

At some point, asking Jinchen to bleed had become a thorn in Li Zhiwei's heart, sticky and causing him pain and soreness, but he couldn't pull it out, and it would still hurt even when he was free.

Jinchen sighed slightly, held the person tightly in his arms, and stroked his back soothingly.

So Xie Zhiwei clung even tighter and refused to let go.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 70! 】