Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

"Ah... His Majesty is here." Yu Huayao saw Jinchen and Jie Zhiwei walking over the bridge, and glanced at Song Yanwen again, "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Yanwen stepping back as if he had thought of a good idea.

Sure enough.

Yu Huayao sneered in his heart and simply reached out to push.

"what--"

"Someone come! Young Master Song fell into the water." The palace maid who was ordered to serve Song Yanwen was horrified.

Jinchen paused on the bridge and looked down as if he was eating a melon. Yu Huayao was standing by the pool and patted his sleeves. When his gaze met his, he took a half step back and slowly lowered his head.

Xie Zhiwei sneered, and the fingers hooked on Jinchen's sleeve gradually tightened, "Your Majesty, they are vying for favor."

She used such seductive tactics that she fell into the water only after seeing Your Majesty coming. Why didn't she just drown herself?

Jinchen nodded, "It's also quite classic."

"Your Majesty, are you going to rescue him?" Xie Zhiwei stared at Jin Chen.

"I am weak and frail, I cannot be saved, I cannot be saved." Jinchen waved his hands repeatedly, and finally recovered his body.

"Liu Feng!"

Liu Feng: “…”

When Jinchen and Jie Zhiwei walked under the bridge, Liufeng happened to rescue the shivering Song Yanwen. His blue shirt was soaked and his black hair was stuck to his face, looking so pitiful that one glance could arouse pity.

"What's going on?" Jinchen asked.

"Your Majesty..." "Your Majesty!" Song Yanwen's trembling voice was covered by Yu Huayao, who moved closer to Jinchen, but not too close. "This young master Song came up and said a bunch of incomprehensible words. I am scared by him."

After Yu Huayao finished speaking, he looked at Jinchen secretly and said silently: "The prince's people."

Jinchen gritted his teeth, and he knew it!

Mu Zhongzheng is such a bastard. He is only good friends with Han Zhou, so why should he put so many people in his palace!

I'll give him three wives and four concubines someday!

Xie Zhiwei never spoke, just wanting to see to what extent His Majesty favored Yu Huayao.

So the three men fell silent and looked at Jinchen quietly.

Jinchen: "..."

Liu Feng rarely saw his master being humiliated, so he quietly ran to the side to wipe the dust off, and had no intention of coming over to rescue Shura Field.

Jinchen hugged Jie Zhiwei, leaned over and buried himself in his arms, whimpering, "Little uncle, I seem to have heatstroke, and I have a headache."

Xie Zhiwei felt the strength of the arm around her waist, and her jealousy was dispelled by this man's actions before it could spread. She hugged him and patted him gently.

"I will take you back right away, but this matter still requires your decision."

Jin Chen looked up impatiently, "Young Master Song has caught a cold, so let the imperial physician see him. As for Noble Servant Yu, you should go back and rest since you are frightened."

Yu Huayao: "Yes, I obey your command."

Anyway, just tell His Majesty about this matter, the rest has nothing to do with him.

Xie Zhiwei glanced at Song Yanwen, who was still trembling, with a gloomy look in his eyes. He turned back to look at Dequan, who nodded in understanding and called two guards to send him back.

Song Yanwen was frightened by Xie Zhiwei's look. He felt as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake and had difficulty breathing. He only reacted after everyone had walked away.

But after being personally sent back to the courtyard by Dequan, his original timidity disappeared. Song Yanwen touched the token of the imperial attendant and a smile finally appeared on the corner of his lips.

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"master."

In the dark corner of the palace, Song Yanwen quietly entered Mu Zhongzheng's courtyard and handed him Liufeng's token.

"As you said, I was afraid of being discovered, so I put the fake token on Liu Feng."

"Well done." Mu Zhongzheng nodded in satisfaction, playing with the token, "You are indeed more efficient than Yun Xiao."

"There will be a night banquet in the palace in a few days. Remember not to reveal the truth."

"Yes." Song Yanwen tried to hold back, but his mind was full of Jinchen's indulgence of Yu Huayao. He lowered his head and said, "Master, Yu Huayao seems to have really fallen in love with His Majesty... with the little emperor. Will you not punish him?"

Mu Zhongzheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "There is such a thing, what does Jinchen mean?"

"He is very indulgent towards Yu Huayao." Song Yanwen only remembered that the emperor clearly saw Yu Huayao pushing him into the water that day, but deliberately covered it up.

“…How strange.”

Mu Zhongzheng looked at Han Zhou in his arms, "With Jie Zhiwei's pearls and jade before him, the little emperor actually still likes Yu Huayao."

Han Zhou shook his head, "Maybe..." He frowned and didn't continue.

He always felt that everything was going too smoothly. As long as Song Yanwen and his master worked together to kidnap the little emperor at the night banquet in the palace, the regent would miss the blood supply for this month. But he had never been such a lax person.

"I'm afraid there will be a trick, so please be careful, Master."

Mu Zhongzheng was just feeling happy about the fact that he was about to kill Jie Zhiwei, but he never expected Han Zhou to say this suddenly. He felt a little uneasy, "Han Zhou, you should be happy for me. Xian Ming just said yesterday that the plan is foolproof."

When he mentioned Xianming, Han Zhou's expression became a little more complicated.

It was because Young Master Xianming was said to be an old acquaintance of the master. When he was not here before, the master was cautious and careful in everything he did.

After only half an hour of discussion yesterday, the master suddenly changed the previous plan and disregarded all previous arrangements. He wanted to kill the regent this month, which was completely different from the past.

If this continues, I'm afraid...

Han Zhou didn't want to think about the worst outcome, so he just sighed and said, "I understand, I will listen to you, Master."

Mu Zhongzheng tried to get Song Yanwen to leave, but realized belatedly that Han Zhou seemed unhappy. He rubbed his head and said, "This time, I am taking a risk, but it will be fine. Don't worry."

He was about to kiss her to coax her, when Xian Ming happened to come over from the other courtyard, "Brother Mu."

Mu Zhongzheng groaned, feeling embarrassed to look at him, "What's wrong, Xianming?"

"I have something I want to discuss with Brother Mu." Xian Ming didn't seem to notice that he had interrupted anything and gave Mu Zhongzheng a faint smile.

Han Zhou looked up. The secret guard's alertness made him feel that there was something wrong with this man. His words and actions did not have the aura of a miracle doctor at all.

He subconsciously grabbed Mu Zhongzheng's hand, "Master."

"Okay, I'll come back to see you later. Your injury hasn't healed yet, so take good care of yourself."

Mu Zhongzheng covered him with bedding and followed Xian Ming into the villa.

Han Zhou's heart could not calm down at all. He just followed Mu Zhongzheng as he entered the courtyard. Suddenly, a drop of cold sweat fell on the back of his hand. Han Zhou suddenly came back to his senses, and his heart was beating even faster.

He covered his chest in confusion and worry, but had no idea why.