After the prince can read minds, he quietly watched his tricks to commit suicide

After returning to the mansion, Chi Nansheng went directly back to his previous bedroom, not knowing that that room and courtyard belonged to Fang Zhuchen.

Fang Zhuchen didn't argue with him. Instead, he asked someone to clean up the yard next door, brought some changes of clothes, and settled next door.

For two days in a row, Chi Nansheng slept in the room without even leaving the door. Fang Zhuchen came over to take a look from time to time, which made Chi Nansheng roll his eyes.

[How free is this dog prince? Why do you always run to your room? 】

[That look in my eyes made me feel uncomfortable all over. I always felt that this girl was uneasy and well-intentioned. 】

Fang Zhuchen:......

Oh, I am not interested in your chrysanthemums and flowers.

Moreover, this seems to be my king's room.

Fang Zhuchen didn't say much, he just let him scold him if he wanted to.

Anyway, I won’t lose a piece of meat.

But today is different. Today is the third day that Chi Nansheng has entered the mansion.

It's time to go back.

He has been waiting for today, but he has been waiting for a long time.

After going to the Prime Minister's Mansion, maybe I can get this guy to say something, so maybe he can hear some news.

In the past two days, he had been investigating in the mansion, but there was no progress, so he could only focus on Chi Nansheng.

Early in the morning, Fang Zhuchen sent people to prepare for the homecoming ceremony, and he came to the previous courtyard - Wuchen Courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he found that Chi Nansheng was still sleeping.

Where did he get so much sleepiness?

"Princess, it's time to get back home today." Fang Zhuchen shouted patiently.

But no one answered him, and there was silence in the room.

Fang Zhuchen secretly took a deep breath, suppressed all the impatience in his heart, tried to look as gentle as possible, and continued: "Princess, it's time to get up."

[Get your sister, come back to the door, why don’t you come back? 】

[If you want it back, you can give it back. If labor and management don’t give it back, don’t bother me. 】

Fang Zhuchen:......

He is not from the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can he get back?

Seeing that he was out of luck, Fang Zhuchen lost his patience and turned the wheelchair directly to the bedside. He picked him up with the quilt attached and placed him on his lap.

"Youyue." Fang Zhuchen's voice sounded coldly.

Youyue appeared from the darkness, pushed the wheelchair and walked outside.

Chi Nansheng, who was suddenly picked up, finally came to his senses.

He tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Fang Zhuchen, you bastard, what did you do to me?"

"Let me go, you!! You are not a man. You have the guts to let me go and let us fight."

"Ha!" Fang Zhuchen sneered, his eyes falling on Chi Nansheng's face with disdain: "Single challenge? Just you?"

The contemptuous tone and expression made the expression on Chi Nansheng's face crack every inch, [Is he despising the young master? right? 】

【Made! The more I think about it, the angrier I get, how can I break it? 】

[Tongzi, come out and lend me some strength so I can beat this girl. 】

However, except for the whistling of the wind, no one responded to him.

As for Fang Zhuchen, he curled his lips in disdain and wanted to hit him?

He waited.

"Put me down. I'm not wearing a coat. Please let me down." Chi Nansheng suddenly remembered that he was wearing an undershirt instead of an outer shirt, and he became anxious instantly.

"Did you tap my acupoint? Let me go, you bastard."

Fang Zhuchen turned a deaf ear to this and said calmly: "The princess is dishonest. I will wait until we get on the carriage to relieve the princess's acupuncture points."

Chi Nansheng:......

"Fang Zhuchen, you don't have martial ethics!" Chi Nansheng was angry. He was not angry about anything else, but angry that he couldn't beat this girl.

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife, but...

In front of this guy, I had no power to fight back.

Acupuncture points are being tapped at every turn, and I can't even move my fingers. How can I do it?

Thinking about his past, he could even be as good as ten. After coming to this ancient time, Mad...

Nothing!

Sure enough, after getting on the carriage, Chi Nansheng found that he could move. He quickly climbed out of the bed, raised his fist and rushed towards Fang Zhuchen's face.

Fang Zhuchen's expression didn't change. He gently raised his hand to catch Chi Nansheng's fist. He moved his right hand slightly, but Chi Nansheng couldn't move again.

"Axi, Fang Zhuchen, do you dare to let me go? Have a good fight with me?"

Chi Nansheng is almost furious. This girl is simply inhuman. She just taps on acupuncture points at every turn.

No martial arts! ! !

The carriage began to move slowly. Fang Zhuchen didn't even look at him. He took the teapot beside him, poured a cup of tea slowly, took a sip and said in a deep voice, "Princess, do you want to compete with me?"

"Yes, if you have the guts, let me go. If you don't tap the acupuncture points, we will compete with each other." Chi Nansheng replied.

Hearing this, Fang Zhuchen seemed to have heard some funny joke, a low laugh slowly escaped from his throat. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Chi Nansheng who was still in a punching posture.

"I am a cripple and can't even stand up. How can I compete with the princess?"

As he spoke, Fang Zhuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Or is it that the princess is deliberately bullying the king's lameness?"

Chi Nansheng:...? ? ? ? ?

"Do you dare to say what you said again?" Chi Nansheng was speechless: "I bullied you? Are you lame? Damn it! Are you sure between you and me, I am the one bullying you?"

"Damn it, take a good look at our current situation. Who is bullying whom?"

Fang Zhuchen chuckled softly: "It was the princess who said she wanted to compete with this king. Isn't she bullying my lameness?"

Chi Nansheng:......

Speaking of words, it seems that he can't take advantage.

Chi Nansheng shut up, he was tired.

He is really tired.

Withdrawing his resentful eyes and confrontation, he said softly: "Your Majesty, please untie your clothes for me. I'll get dressed."

Fang Zhuchen looked at him intently for a while after hearing this, but didn't see anything wrong. Of course, even if there was something wrong, he didn't care.

Chi Nansheng did not avoid his eyes, but looked straight back, with a strange calmness in his eyes.

Fang Zhuchen's fingertips brushed against the edge of the tea cup, and then he flicked it, and a drop of water shot straight to his armpit. In an instant, Chi Nansheng's legs went weak and he sat down.

He silently moved his hands and feet and rubbed his numb legs. After the symptoms subsided, he slowly got up from the ground, took the clothes lying aside and put them on one by one.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and he didn't say anything in his heart. Fang Zhuchen couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

Why so quiet?

Transsexual?

After Chi Nansheng finished his work, he sat directly on the other side and leaned against the car wall to fall asleep.

In the current situation, it is useless no matter how hard he struggles, so...

He didn't want to waste any more time.

If he can't even die, what else can he do?

The system now ignores him and won't let him die. What can he do besides suffer all this?