I'm Undercover [Quick Transmigration]

Song Shizhi hurriedly followed Xiao Li to the gate.Seeing that everyone in the mansion had already lined up and waited inside the gate for Yang Fan's return.He raised his eyes and saw that Princess He Hui'er, who seldom went out of the room these days, was also standing at the forefront in this light green and dark gold skirt.Song Shizhi saw that the clothes looked brand new, and it seemed that they were specially worn to welcome Yang Fan.Zheng Xu and He Huier's personal maids stood on either side of He Huier's back.

Seeing this scene, Song Shizhi stood at the very end quietly and tactfully, waiting with everyone.About a quarter of an hour later, Song Shizhi vaguely felt his legs were a little numb, and just wanted to lower down and beat them a few times.A young servant ran in outside the door and shouted loudly to the crowd, "The lord has returned to the mansion!" As soon as the words fell, someone walked in.She was dressed in a navy blue dress with gorgeous and intricate patterns embroidered with gold thread.Song Shizhi was a little surprised when he looked at the face of the man not far away.

After all, Yang Fan is over forty years old, but he doesn't seem old.And...it doesn't look bad!Song Shizhi likes men, this is something he has determined a long time ago.However, since he came out to work very early, he hardly had time to spend on feelings.Therefore, even though he knew his sexual orientation all these years, Song Shizhi never had any dating partners.Although, for Yang Fan in front of him, Song Shizhi didn't have any other thoughts.But looking at such a good-looking man, Song Shizhi was naturally happy.

When everyone saw Yang Fan, they naturally shouted in unison: "Welcome the prince back to the mansion."

"My lord is on patrol outside, thank you for your hard work." He Hui'er walked to Yang Fan's side, bowed her knees slightly and bowed her head as a gesture, and said softly.Yang Fan smiled at He Huier and asked, "How is the princess?"

"Thank you, my lord, for your concern. I'm fine." He Hui'er smiled a little when she heard this question, and replied softly.Seeing the other party's answer like this, Yang Fan didn't ask any more questions.He glanced at the people in front of him, and with sharp eyes, he suddenly saw Song Shizhi standing at the end.

Because after Song Shizhi entered the palace, he did not wear a uniform uniform like other servants.Therefore, wearing a light white gown, he naturally looked extremely outstanding.

"Who is standing at the end?" Yang Fan asked aloud.Song Shizhi looked up and found that Yang Fan was staring straight at him.After all, he is the Prince Regent, who has been in charge of the power of life and death for a long time. When the two looked at each other, Song Shizhi could clearly feel Yang Fan's aura, and couldn't help being startled.

However, he still remained calm, and replied respectfully and politely, "My lord, my name is Xia Yihuan, and I just arrived at the mansion a few days ago as an errand." Song Shizhi simply stated his identity as a member of the errand in the palace.Zheng Xu, who was on the sidelines, looked at the situation, and immediately stood up and explained, "Returning to the prince, the old slave went out a few days ago and was almost robbed of his purse. Thanks to Yi Huan's help. The old slave learned that Yi Huan I was looking for a short-term errand to earn travel expenses. It just so happened that in the past few days there have been short-term workers in the mansion asking for leave, so the old slave left him behind."

"Exactly. Steward Zheng told me about this matter, and I felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so I agreed." He Hui'er continued.

Yang Fan couldn't help but glanced at Song Shi again, seeing the two people beside him saying this, he nodded and said, "So, let's stay." A mere man who works in the mansion doesn't bother Yang Fan worry.

"Thank you lord, thank you wangfei." Song Shizhi bowed his head in cooperation when he heard this.After all, people have to bow their heads in the palace.

The next day, Song Shizhi asked Zheng Xu for a set of servant clothes, and put them on very simply.After all, I'm working in the palace now, so it's better not to dress too well.

Song Shizhi had just finished his errands, so he trotted to the backyard, intending to find a quiet corner and think about the tasks assigned to him by the system.However, just around the corner, I saw a man standing in the gazebo not far away.Song Shizhi stared at the man's back, stood upright for a while, and then planned to continue what he wanted to do.

However, before Song Shizhi took a step, the man turned around first, and it was Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at Song Shizhi's servant clothes and didn't think much about it. He shouted directly, "Come here, I have something for you to do." Shi Zhi's ears.Song Shizhi looked around for a while, only to realize that he and Yang Fan were the only ones in the huge courtyard.

It was noon, and all the servants should gather for dinner at this time.Song Shizhi sneaked out while everyone was having dinner, but unexpectedly, he met Yang Fan, the real master.

Hearing Yang Fan's call, Song Shizhi naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly pulled himself together and walked forward.

"What is your order?" Song Shizhi asked.

Yang Fan looked at Song Shizhi's eyebrows and eyes, and then realized that the visitor looked familiar, so he uttered a few words, "...Xia Yihuan?"

Song Shizhi was surprised when he heard his name came out of Yang Fan's mouth.Who said noble people forget things too much?I have changed into a suit of clothes, but the other party still remembers him? !

Also, the other party has already remembered the name, so how can you be an undercover agent in a sneaky way? !

"My lord has a really good memory." Song Shizhi looked up at Yang Fan and replied.Yang Fan smiled and said nothing. "What orders does the lord have?" Song Shizhi asked again.

"Go and help me make a pot of tea." Yang Fan ordered, then picked up the paintbrush on the table and began to draw carefully on the paper.Song Shizhi quickly glanced at the rice paper on the stone table, and found that Yang Fan seemed to be drawing a person...?Although the painting is not finished yet, the eyebrows and eyes are already formed.

"Why are you still here?" Yang Fan seemed to have noticed the gaze behind him, and asked calmly.

Song Shizhi quickly retracted his gaze, and said, "I'll get ready right away, little one." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

……

Half a quarter of an hour later, Song Shizhi carried a pot of warm tea on a tray with a purple sand tea set on it, and hurriedly walked towards the gazebo.However, when he was still a few steps away from the gazebo, Song Shizhi noticed several men in black with masks running towards Yang Fan quickly with knives.

Song Shizhi almost dropped the tray in his hand and shouted, "Your Majesty, be careful behind you."

Yang Fan had already heard the movement behind him, and when he heard Song Shizhi's words, he immediately turned to face the masked men.Song Shizhi watched Yang Fan fighting those people with his bare hands, and seeing Yang Fan, who had no weapons, dodge a knife swung by one of them, even Song Shizhi couldn't help feeling startled.

"No! If Yang Fan dies at their hands, wouldn't my mission fail?"

"But... can I really know martial arts?"

Song Shizhi looked at his hands, feeling a little uncertain.

"Xia Yihuan knows martial arts." A mechanical system sound suddenly came from Song Shizhi's mind.Song Shizhi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, asking, "What if I can't beat you and get killed by mistake?"

"The mission failed, the host returned to the space." The system continued to respond.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's arm was slashed by a sharp knife.Song Shizhi decided to say, "Okay. No matter what, the mission will fail at worst." After finishing speaking, he also rushed forward.

One of the masked figures quickly noticed Song Shizhi rushing forward.They also heard Song Shizhi's shout just now, but Song Shizhi stayed where he was and didn't take his servant seriously.Now that Song Shizhi made a sudden move, he naturally couldn't let it go.

Song Shizhi looked at the long sword being swung at him, but before he could react, his body reacted early and turned sideways to avoid the blow.The masked man saw that he couldn't make a blow, so he swung his knife again and continued to move towards Song Shizhi.But at this moment, Song Shizhi found that many tricks suddenly flashed in his mind.He simply ducked down to avoid the blow, then stood up and kicked that person violently.

The man never thought that Song Shizhi would have such strength, and was kicked to the ground unexpectedly by him.

As soon as the other people saw this situation, two of them immediately went towards Song Shizhi.Song Shizhi looked at this situation, and immediately picked up the long sword that the masked man had dropped on the ground just now, and resisted it, seeing every move.

While dealing with the masked man carefully, Song Shizhi approached Yang Fan and asked in a low voice, "My lord, are you alright?"

"No problem." Yang Fan glanced at Song Shizhi and replied.

It's just that in this split second, Song Shizhi caught a glimpse of a masked man beside Yang Fan stabbing him with a knife.Song Shizhi, who had no time to think about it, immediately moved to block Yang Fan.

The sound of the long sword piercing the skin was clearly audible.In an instant, the pain filled the whole voice.

Hold the grass!It hurts!

Song Shizhi only had this idea in his heart at the moment.

"Come on, catch all those who assassinated the prince!" Finally, someone rushed in with soldiers.Several masked people saw that the situation was not right, and the leader immediately shouted, "Retreat!"

Hearing this sound, Song Shizhi finally fell to the ground unbearably.

It really hurts...

really hurts...

it hurts...

pain……

Song Shizhi looked at the portrait blown down by the wind not far away, and seemed to finally see the painted face clearly.But soon he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he simply fell into a faint.

……

When Song Shizhi opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding area was vast again, and the original severe pain was gone.Song Shizhi quickly understood, "I went back to space?"

"...No way?! I just died like this? The mission failed?"

Song Shizhi spit out several questions in succession, his face full of frustration.

"You're not dead yet." The system's voice sounded.

"Huh?!" Song Shizhi heard the voice of the system, but looked up, although he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness as before. "Then how did I come back?"

The voice of the system came again, "Xia Yihuan fell into a coma due to injury. That's why you came back. If you want to go back, you can go back anytime."

"...Oh, then I'll go back." Song Shizhi nodded, and responded very simply.However, he turned around and asked, "...do I still feel pain?"

"Ah."

"...Huh?! Huh?! Huh?!" Song Shizhi repeated the words of the system in frustration.After a while, he responded, "Then I'll go back later, and wait until the physical injury is almost healed!"

system:……

Listening to the second half of Song Shizhi's triumphant tone, the system was speechless.My own host...isn't it a little silly?

"All people and things are data, set up for you hosts, if there is no host..."

"System, please keep it simple. It's too complicated for me to understand." Song Shizhi responded.

"..." The system that was interrupted said, "It means that if you don't go back for a long time, that world may be revoked because there is no host."

Hearing this, Song Shizhi bowed his head and responded, "...Oh. Then I'd better go back. However, I found that the person Yang Fan painted resembles a person, although I can't remember who it looks like for the time being..."

Song Shizhi only felt that his eyes were blurred before he finished his words.When I opened my eyes again, I saw a finely crafted wood carving on the bedside.

...Why doesn't this system listen to me? !Excessive!

"Are you awake?" A clear female voice sounded.

Song Shizhi glanced sideways, only to realize that it was a little maid about fifteen or sixteen years old.He opened the mouth and said, "...where is this place?" Song Shizhi realized that his throat was extremely dry after he opened his mouth.

"This is Qingjun Courtyard. The prince specially ordered you to heal your wounds here." The little maid seemed to hear Song Shizhi's dry voice, so she poured a glass of water, supported Song Shizhi's head, and carefully Feed him and drink it. "You lie here, I'll call the prince." After finishing speaking, he trotted out without waiting for Song Shizhi's answer.

Song Shizhi lowered his head slightly to look at the place where he was injured before, only to realize that the wound had been bandaged.Song Shizhi moved his body cautiously, and muttered, "It seems that it doesn't hurt too much..."

"...Are you awake?" Yang Fan stepped into the door and asked aloud.

"En." Song Shizhi replied, but found that it seemed inappropriate to speak to Yang Fan like this, so he said, "Thank you, my lord, for treating me."

"You were injured to save me. I should have someone come and treat you." Yang Fan glanced at Song Shizhi who was lying on the bed and couldn't move, and asked, "...Although I'm from the manager. I have learned about your situation, but I still want to ask, how do you know martial arts?"

"Uh... I have learned a little bit from my father." Song Shizhi thought for a moment and said.

When Yang Fan heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then he answered, "Forget it. You have a good rest. Come to the palace with me at the beginning of next month." After speaking, he turned and walked out.

"Enter the palace?"

Yang Fan heard the doubtful words behind him, so he said again, "Yes. The emperor asked for it."