Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

The next day, the morning light was dim, and the sun shone through the branches, casting patches of light onto the window.

From outside came a flute sound similar to that of a bird's song, long and short, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

Shen Yutang opened her eyes and wanted to get up, but found herself lying in Yu Fan's arms, his big hands tightly wrapped around her waist.

Yu Fan's lazy and low voice came from above his head:

"you're awake"

Shen Yutang caught a glimpse of the little boy sleeping on the bed, and patted his hand shyly, his voice soft:

"Let go, I have to go"

The sound of the flute came again from a distance. Yu Fan let go of him reluctantly, watching Shen Yutang get down from the ground without any reluctance, and got up to walk out. He lay on the bed and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

In a sad tone, he said, "Donor, you are too heartless to leave us, one big and one small, behind like this. Can you bear it?"

Scoundrel, this monk is actually a scoundrel.

Shen Yutang couldn't help but chuckle, her heart was so soft, looking at the man lying on the bed and acting like a spoiled child, her eyes were full of love and affection.

She walked over and pinched his nose pretending to be angry, threatening him:

"Behave yourself when I'm away. If I find out that you're drinking and looking for women again..."

He glanced down sinisterly and said, "I will castrate you."

Yu Fan quickly pulled the quilt over him, smiled ingratiatingly, and said in a very obedient tone:

"I will wait for the Master to come back. Will there be any reward?"

After saying that, he looked at Shen Yutang eagerly.

Shen Yutang's cold and hard heart suddenly softened and slowly collapsed, and he couldn't help but move closer.

"Uncle, aunt, what are you doing?" the little prince asked as he sat up, rubbing his eyes.

Before Yu Fan could say goodbye, the man jumped out of the window in shame and disappeared in an instant.

It was rare for this arrogant guy to be so proactive, but it was ruined by this brat. Yu Fan turned back coldly, looking at the innocent and naive appearance of the little prince, and said mercilessly:

"Today I will add ten more pieces to my calligraphy practice. If I can't finish them, I will double the amount."

"Ah... No, uncle, I can't finish it. I can't finish it at all."

The little kid's whimpering cry of begging for mercy was heard from the room. Shen Yutang found it hilarious from the corner outside. He looked back with gentle eyes and then jumped out of the palace wall.

Not long after Shen Yutang left, the eldest prince led the imperial guards to surround the Chonghua Palace. His rough voice came from the door:

"Uncle, an assassin entered the palace last night. Please open the door and let the guards search it so as not to disturb your meditation."

After saying that, he winked at Chang Long behind him. Chang Long understood and was about to break into the room with a few guards.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Yu Fan stood there tall and straight, looking at Chang Long with cold eyes, which made Chang Long sweat profusely, and he quickly stepped aside.

The eldest prince cursed inwardly that he was a waste, walked over, bowed and saluted: "Uncle Emperor"

He kept looking into the house, when suddenly there was a noise inside, as if something fell to the ground. Jin Xingyao was overjoyed and rushed in from the side with his men.

Yu Fan looked disdainful and followed slowly behind.

"Uncle, you actually harbored an assassin. Did you know that..."

Everyone who entered the inner hall was dumbfounded.

"Fifth brother, why are you here?"

Jin Xingyao was stunned. He thought that the prime minister and his gang of old guys had hidden his fifth brother, but he didn't expect that he was with the emperor's uncle.

Jin Xingcheng was actually a little afraid of this eldest brother. His father had five children, three of whom were princesses and sisters, all of whom had married far away, and the Empress had no children. In his memory, this eldest brother relied on being the eldest son and never had a good face towards him and the sisters, either scolding or punishing them.

The little prince was short, so he could only stand behind the desk and practice calligraphy with a pen in hand. He clenched his hands tightly under the desk, trying his best to control his body from shaking:

"Brother, are you okay?"

Jin Xingyao's face was full of displeasure, and his voice was filled with anger:

"What are you doing here? Father has just left and you don't go to the study room for classes every day. Do you have any manners?"

The brush instantly painted the entire piece of rice paper black, ruining a piece of calligraphy that was almost finished. Jin Xingcheng felt sad and scared.

Thinking of what his uncle had taught him in the past two days, he secretly encouraged himself and looked up at his elder brother:

"This piece of calligraphy is exactly what my uncle wanted me to practice. My brother has not delayed his studies."

"How dare you talk back?"

After saying that, he was about to slap him to teach him a lesson, but Yu Fan came from behind and grabbed his arm.

Yu Fan's face was grim, and his aura made the guards beside him bow and step back quickly, for fear of angering this emperor with great martial arts skills.

Yu Fan's hand slowly tightened, causing the eldest prince to sweat profusely on his forehead due to the pain. He knelt down without stopping:

"Uncle Emperor, let go, I was wrong"

Although his martial arts skills were not weak, he couldn't use any strength at this moment. He could only beg for mercy.

The little prince widened his eyes in surprise. His elder brother had always been arrogant and domineering, and this was the first time he saw him submit. He couldn't help but look at Yu Fan with admiration.

The emperor’s uncle is so awesome.

After a while, Yu Fan felt that he had been taught a lesson, so he let go. The eldest prince's wrist was in pain, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"My nephew is also worried about my uncle's safety. That assassin is a martial arts master who has committed multiple murders. Has my uncle really never seen him before?"

"By the way, where is that woman, the dancer from last night?"

Yu Fan looked at him dignifiedly with cold eyes: "Do you think that with the Fifth Prince here, I will let that woman stay overnight?"

The eldest prince hesitated for a while, looked at Chang Long angrily, and then reluctantly bowed and said: "My nephew is reckless, I will leave now."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and angrily retreated with the Royal Guards.

After coming out, the eldest prince kicked Chang Long hard, causing him to fall to the ground like a turtle.

"Didn't you say that the leader of the Demon Cult came to the palace? Where is he?"

Chang Long quickly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Prince, this is what the spy reported, but his martial arts skills were too high, and there were too many people in the imperial city yesterday, so he lost him."

Suddenly his mind turned, and he stood up and said:

"Prince, could it be the dancer from yesterday?"

"Baoxi was injured by him. I heard that the leader of the Demon Cult and our emperor are old acquaintances. If the dancer yesterday was really him, then they are not that kind of relationship?"

The eldest prince was shocked when he heard this, and then a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously:

"It seems that this plan can kill two birds with one stone. This time, I will not only make this uncle lose the qualification to compete for the throne, but also make him lose his reputation. What a Buddhist son, bah..."

Shen Yutang left the palace and met Yun Qianhe at the agreed meeting point.

"Where's Shi Tianyou? Why aren't you guys together?"

Yun Qianhe looked anxious and said with a folded hand:

"Master, something happened. News came from the sect early this morning that the Qingshan Sect was wiped out overnight. The banner of our Blood Demon Sect was found at the scene. Elder Shi was afraid something might happen, so he returned to the sect first."