Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The first half of the night banquet in the palace was no different from any other palace banquet, with string music, colorful dances, toasts and greetings.

But tonight there is a sense of crisis hidden beneath such beauty and peace, and everyone here is very alert.

Jinchen, who was sitting high on the dragon throne, had a panoramic view of it all. At his feet lay... a lion.

Jinchen glanced at it with disdain. The little lion was already growing very fast, and with the added bonus of this world of warriors, plus the doting from the palace keepers...it had grown from the size that Jinchen could hold it in his arms to the point where it was as shocking as a mountain when it lay down.

In this regard, the rainbow-haired white-haired Lingdan, who is also often criticized for growing too fast, feels deeply, [Host, in comparison, do you think I am particularly petite! ]

[How great! Why don't you compare it with your real body? 】

【……】嘤!

Jinchen yawned, stopped sitting upright, pulled the hand of the person next to him and rubbed it, whispering, "The people below are looking forward to the second half."

They are all so absent-minded. Do you think he can't see it?

"Your Majesty has already made preparations, so why bother yourself with this?" Xie Zhiwei also liked to do some intimate little actions in her heart, so she simply leaned on his shoulder. The light scent of plum wine and agarwood made Xie Zhiwei feel as if they had been there before.

The best hidden location is on a tall tree outside the heavily guarded Night Banquet Palace.

Liu Feng and Tian Yin Wei Jia arrived almost at the same time. They did not see each other's identity clearly and thought they were Mu Zhongzheng or the secret guards sent by Prince Su, and almost fought each other.

At the critical moment, Liu Feng discovered that the man in the suit belonged to the Dark Dragon Army's Tianyin Guard, so he quickly stopped and said angrily, "We are one, don't do it."

He still had to give face to the imperial attendant, so Tianyin Weijia could only squat on the tree branch and chat with him, "Why don't you stay by His Majesty's side?"

"Isn't this a mission? Besides, with the prince by your side, nothing will happen to your majesty." Liu Feng squatted down with his sleeves tucked into his pockets.

Tianyin Guard Armor: "..."

What are you talking about! The prince is the regent, not the little emperor's personal bodyguard!

"Hey, are you going to report to Prince Su?" Liu Feng asked secretly, "I am also going to tell His Majesty, why don't you just go there directly, and I will go back to the East Gate to keep an eye on it."

Tianyin Weijia considered it for a moment and nodded, "Okay."

The two men reached a brief consensus on cooperation. Liu Feng did not show up in the hall directly, but entered through the more elusive Tianyinwei.

This actually made Han Zhou, who had been paying attention to the dark, feel relieved. At least it meant that his guess that day might not be true.

Xie Zhiwei heard the secret message from Tianyinwei, and whispered to Jinchen to let him know, but he was unwilling to get up from his arms, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty almost hid it from me."

"The fewer people who know, the safer it is. I didn't hide it from you on purpose." Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, hooked his finger with Jie Zhiwei's and shook it, "Little Uncle..."

"...Okay." Xie Zhiwei hadn't heard this name for a long time, especially after they had a mutual understanding of each other. Now when he heard it again, it sounded a bit more charming, intimate and coquettish.

The two men had just said a few private words when the old minister below them coughed repeatedly. He looked as if he wanted to rush over to separate them, and he almost mentioned something immoral.

No matter how thick-skinned Jinchen is, he cannot withstand the stares of these old eyes, but it is impossible to ask him to be obedient.

With the mentality that he should not be angry to death, Jinchen simply buried himself in Jie Zhiwei's arms and complained in a low voice: "These old guys are loyal, but they are too old-fashioned."

Xie Zhiwei smiled and caressed Jinchen's hair lovingly, "Why bother with them?"

The music, singing and dancing that almost no one paid attention to in the first half ended quickly. As the cups were clinked, even a few officials from Mu Zhongzheng's faction who were about to doze off stood up, wishing that time could speed up and go directly to the second half of the banquet.

The second half is a martial arts competition.

Although Jinchen didn't know what the connection was between summer vacation and martial arts competition, this was a continent where martial arts competitions were held during the New Year, so it wasn't that unusual.

But what is different today is that the warriors from various martial arts sects are going to challenge Xie Zhiwei, who is said to have been the number one in the world ten years ago.

The martial arts he practiced is still regarded as a sacred book by novice martial artists, but no one knows that it is a fragment, not to mention the side effects of Xie Zhiwei's practice.

This was also the suggestion made by Mu Zhongzheng's followers, and Jinchen agreed after "hesitating" for a long time.

"It's been a long time since I last heard of the title of Regent King. If we brothers have offended you today, please forgive us, Your Highness."

The muscular man in the lead clasped his fists towards Jie Zhiwei, without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes at all, and the eight people behind him did the same.

Nine to one, and no one present seemed to think there was anything wrong.

Xie Zhiwei was dressed in a dark-colored gown, looking extremely handsome and noble, as if he was just here to watch, without any sign of nervousness. His sinister eyes made several warriors dare not even look up.

"No matter life or death, please." Xie Zhiwei curled his lips cruelly, which made people feel terrified.

Under the ring, Yu Huayao quickly received the eye hint from Mu Zhongzheng, and directly ignored Song Yanwen's still jealous expression. He stood up shyly, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked towards Jinchen.

"Your Majesty, I will accompany you to watch the prince's martial arts competition."

As a favorite servant, Yu Huayao should never care about the opinions of ministers, especially since Jinchen is here.

Jinchen did not refuse. Instead, he patted the place where Jie Zhiwei was sitting and asked Yu Huayao to come over.

"Your Majesty, let me peel some grapes for you." Yu Huayao seemed to be getting more and more demanding and moved even closer to him, not paying any attention to the deadly look that Xie Zhiwei on the stage was giving him.

But Mu Zhongzheng did not miss it. He was very happy. Now everything was going according to the plan he and Xian Ming had discussed!

Of course, peeling grapes was just talk. Yu Huayao didn't dare to peel them or eat them. He just drank glass after glass of wine and said sweet words to others.

Soon, Jinchen, who was drunk to the point of passing out, hugged Yu Guishi and was so happy that he didn't even want to watch the arena.

Xie Zhiwei, who saw this scene, quickly became confused. He had to deal with the nine warriors carefully selected by Mu Zhongzheng, and at the same time, he had to pay attention to the young emperor who was so doting on others. Not only did he not have the upper hand for a while, he also felt vaguely suppressed.

The officials and ministers who were followers of Xie Zhiwei were also horrified by this decline and completely lost their initial confidence in Xie Zhiwei.

It was as if no one noticed that the people brought in by Mu Zhongzheng had quietly occupied the entire banquet in the midst of the exciting fight.

It's time to take the next step.