When the villain picks up the script

It seems that there will be new developments in the plot?

Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing looked at each other, Wen Qinglan said: "It's just the boredom of staying in the mansion, and I want to go out to relax."

"But the servant made my son unhappy, so I'll kill it." The soft voice said casually, as if he wanted to kill a bug.

The warrior kneeling on the ground looked even more frightened, and even took a half step back silently, but it was too late, the owner of the voice had already noticed him, and even gave a soft 'huh': "I saw you, it was you Made my son angry."

Wu Fu stared wide-eyed in horror, and tried to run away, but it was too late, as soon as he got up, he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

This scene made Xiao Jing and Wen Qinglan's pupils shrink slightly, and they didn't even realize how the prince made the move.

After the prince blew up the martial artist, he gently walked to Wen Qinglan's side and hugged him, and said with a light smile, "My son will go back to the inner courtyard with my father. If you feel bored, I will accompany you as my father."

It was only now that Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing saw the image of the prince. He was a tall man, dressed in a simple and elegant white embroidered bamboo dress, with a half butterfly mask on his face. Only his graceful and pale jaw was exposed. The line of the jaw was inexplicably familiar.

Wen Qinglan was a little surprised that he couldn't see the real face of the prince. It seemed that the prince's existence in the small world was unusual, otherwise he would not have covered up his appearance, and he had such a killer move.

The prince didn't care what the two of them thought at all, and just said to himself: "It's because of my father that I neglected Lan'er. Don't be angry with Lan'er. In this palace, Lan'er is the young master. You can do whatever you want." Do, these people exist only to please you."

"But Lan'er wants to go out." Seeing that she couldn't say goodbye to the prince, Wen Qinglan simply gave up struggling and pretended to be a well-behaved child in the other's arms.

The prince frowned slightly: "The outside world is dangerous, Lan'er is my father's darling, if she gets hurt, I'm afraid that my father will die of heartache, so I'd better stay in the inner courtyard of the palace obediently, and you can have as much fun as you want .”

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Xiao Jing, those dark black eyes made people tremble in the cold: "Since this ugly dog ​​can't keep its master, there is no need for it to exist."

As his words fell, Xiao Jing's heart rang out, a strong sense of danger enveloped him, and even made his hair stand on end, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and without a word of nonsense, Xiao Jing's spiritual power instantly reached its peak .

At the same time, Wen Qinglan clasped his fingers silently, and a flickering cold light loomed between his fingers.

But the strange thing was that nothing happened. The prince let out a surprised 'huh', then tilted his head, looked at Xiao Jing inexplicably, and finally withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened and said, "My son, go back together with your father." Inner courtyard."

Xiao Jing and Wen Qinglan looked at each other, Wen Qinglan shook his head almost invisibly, the cold light on his fingertips slowly dissipated, and Xiao Jing also silently dissipated his spiritual power.

I don't know if he was worried that Wen Qinglan would have the idea of ​​leaving again, the prince hugged him from the beginning to the end this time, and took him into the east residence of the inner courtyard.

Dongju is the residence of the prince. The two of them had already inspected the palace quietly before, and they found nothing abnormal. Only Dongju could not check at all. It seemed that some kind of defense was set up here, so that people could only touch the wall of Dongju. , but couldn't find the gate of Dongju at all.

At this time, the prince held Wen Qinglan in his arms and easily entered the East Residence through the gate, but both of them remembered that this place was obviously surrounded by walls before.

Dongju doesn't look abnormal, it looks like a wealthy palace in the world, and it even fits the taste of a prince in the world. The prince carried Wen Qinglan into the inner room. Just as Xiao Jing wanted to follow in, he received a disgusted and contemptuous look from the prince. : "Presumptuous, you ugly slave, if you still don't get out and dirty my king's house, it's Lan'er who spoils you so much!"

Xiao Jing's heart shuddered at Wang Ye's gaze, and at that moment his heart felt like a needle prick. He was slightly stunned, and finally backed away silently.

Scolding Xiao Jing away, the prince turned his face, and the expression on his face instantly became tender and sweet. He stroked Wen Qinglan's hair, and said softly: "I am busy with affairs for my father, and I have never been close to Lan'er. If there is resentment, being a father is not to blame."

Wen Qinglan felt a little weird in his heart. The image of the prince's loving father always felt that there was something mixed in, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he just said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, it's just that the ugly slave has been with Lan'er for a long time after all, so he left for a while. , Lan'er is not used to it yet."

The prince bent his lips slightly, with a look of disappointment on his face, and gently touched Wen Qinglan's lips with his thin white fingertips: "Stop mentioning that ugly slave, okay, good boy, I haven't been with you for a long time as a father , today our father and son are the same as before, take a bath together, and then rest with our father, okay?"

Saying that, the prince picked up Wen Qinglan and walked towards the bathroom in the inner room. There was a room in Dongju where a large pool was dug, and running water flowed in and out every day. Used by nobles in the palace.

The prince carried Wen Qinglan to the bathroom. He smiled and spoiled him as he walked, "You used to love to take a bath and play with your father. At that time, you were younger than now, with small hands and feet, a small face, and tender skin. Yes, you can't bear to rub your back for my father."

Wen Qinglan's expression twisted invisibly for an instant. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation base had fallen to the fusion stage, and this small world was a little weird, he would have been slashed out with a single sword.

And the prince didn't notice Wen Qinglan's abnormality at all, and took off his clothes on his own.

His hair is black and long, reflecting the luster under the candlelight, pouring down like a waterfall, and the plain white clothes are like peeling off lotus petals, sliding off layer by layer, revealing a beautiful and clean back, sexy and round His hips and straight and slender legs, his skin is as smooth as satin, white as porcelain, looking back in the flickering candlelight, those dark eyes and smiling lips, and the metallic glow The luminous butterfly masks all show a kind of charm and mystery.

Wen Qinglan frowned slightly, he always felt that there was something weird, but now the prince burst out laughing, he turned and walked towards Wen Qinglan, jokingly said: "Lan'er is shy, how can you be a father?" See you, take off your clothes and come down to the pool with your father."