Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Angrily, Xie Zhe rode his horse and galloped out of the pass. He looked at the camp on the other side of the river from afar, but it didn't even cover it. He only had to set up a bright flag to provoke him.

He squinted his eyes, turned his head eagerly, and met the peeping eyes of the previous one.Standing motionless in the dark, Xie Zhe flicked his horsewhip and galloped away.

After the flying dust settled down, Edmund slowly crawled out from the rocks under the river bank, muttering and kicking a stone, "If I dug your trick, I'll take a shower! Bah!"

The clothes on the gloves were soaked in water, and they were tightly attached to the body, outlining a full waist and a strong chest. Under the white clothes was a flesh body with scattered scars.

Edmund, with long wine-red hair hanging loosely, straddled his horse carelessly, bent slightly|crossed the tent, and headed straight for the city.

There is no one else who is so unruly but favored by the king except King Xing.

No, now there is an extra nephew, just brought back.King Shun was crowned with great fanfare, and the imperial list was distributed throughout the country.This is also the first treatment, the guard thought with a deep expression.

The king really does whatever he wants, who gave him the capital to be arrogant!

If the entourage of the White House saw it, they hurriedly asked the soldiers to open the palace door and let them go, "His Royal Highness, the King is looking for you."

Edmund nodded perfunctorily, walked in without looking sideways.

"It's just a useless good-for-nothing prince, and His Majesty needs to redeem him himself." A tall and tall soldier commented unhappily, obviously not taking Edmund seriously.

The follower, Asheng, glanced at the soldier with a look of surprise, and then looked at Edmund, who had stopped suddenly in front of him, feeling agitated.

"His Royal Highness, the King is in a hurry to discuss matters with you, don't get your hands dirty because of cats and dogs." A Sheng said softly, "Don't cause any bloody things at this joint, the servants over there will do it for you .”

Edmund smiled, "You're a good boy."

After entering the hall, Edmund saw Xie Feng who had been rescued at a glance, smiled and rolled up his hair, "Brother Feng, what are you and big brother doing?"

Xie Feng showed two rows of big white teeth, and got a lot closer to the little uncle who rescued him from the den of thieves, "I'm drawing a city defense map."

Edmund looked at the smiling Derek, and Derek waved his hand indifferently, "It's just for fun, I'll see if Feng'er has any ideas, so we can improve our border defense. It's not you who said Has the enemy attack been serious recently, and how is it now?"

Although Derek is an emperor, he is a maverick and does not call himself I.

"The enemy attack is coming again?" Xie Feng frowned worriedly, "Why hasn't Jing Wen come over yet, why don't I write him another letter."

Derek teased him with a smile, "Three letters have been delivered, just miss him that much."

Xie Feng's entire face, including his neck, went red all of a sudden, "Uncle!"

Without Derek's instruction, how could Edmund really dare to send the letter to Song Jingwen, the three letters of safety and condolences had been burnt to pieces long ago.

But you can't say that, Edmund also said, "If you want to write, write it, and my uncle will give it to you. If that kid doesn't come on purpose, I'll tie him up!"

With a sound of "squeak", the chair dragged on the ground, Xie Feng stood up and hurriedly said, "No need, Jing Wen must be busy, I can go back by myself. It doesn't have to be him to pick it up, I want toffee."

"That brat is rare," Derek boasted, and said generously, "Then let your uncle take you back, and come play again when you have time."

He didn't remember at all the attitude of an elder, as if he was obstructing Xie Feng from meeting his husband.

He paused, then added, "Wait until I clean up those bastards who don't have eyes."

Derek said he would let him go, and Edmund sent him back in person, walking on the street openly, not paying attention to the soldiers stationed at all.

Song Jingwen hugged Xie Feng, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, many days of anxiety made him unable to open his mouth, and he said "ah" hoarsely.

Xie Feng rested his chin on the opponent's shoulder, and the joy in his heart seemed to be drowned by a bucket of water at this moment. He stretched out his hand to hug Song Jingwen, rubbed it distressedly, and explained, "Honey, I'm back , I, I sent you a letter. I thought you knew, sorry, I should have come back sooner."

Song Jingwen calmed down, put one hand on Xie Feng's head, touched his hair, ears, mandible, pinched his chin with two fingers and kissed him, as if wanting to swallow it into his stomach.

Xie Feng's tongue was numb from the suction, and he jumped onto Song Jingwen's body in grievance, and slipped out the red dagger from his cuff, "Actually, I can run away by myself, I have a dagger on me. But my uncle's people came too fast, and didn't give me a chance to play."

Song Jingwen didn't want to talk, and walked towards the backyard with two long legs of self-reproach and fear, feeling sour in his heart, "You can be kidnapped in your own yard, and you were rescued by others, I am so mad. I thought you were a little heartless and ran away, leaving me and Toffee orphaned and widowed, it's so miserable."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xie Feng leaned over to cover the other's chattering mouth, his eyes were about to overflow with tears, "I didn't run away, and I didn't know why I fainted."

"Sleep for a while," Xie Feng heard about Song Jingwen's search when he entered the town, his heart ached, "Sleep for a while, I'll hold you."

A begging tone, a pity expression.

Song Jingwen held the man in his arms and kissed him firmly for several times before he felt at ease. Drowsiness struck, and he fell asleep with his eyelids closed while talking.

Xie Feng also did not let go, buried his head and inhaled the familiar breath, stared at Song Jingwen without blinking, and slowly painted the other party's browbones, eyes, straight nose bridge, and ruddy lips.

It seemed that he had slept for a long time, Song Jingwen closed his eyes and groped aside, Yu Wen was still caught in the quilt, he smiled and tied the loose clothes.

The daughter-in-law is really back!Feel better!

He smacked his lips to see where the little ancestor went.

The scene they saw when they opened the door was Xie Feng swinging the swing for Toffee, having fun.

Seeing Song Jingwen come out, Xie Feng took Toffee off the swing without hesitation, and ran towards Song Jingwen obediently, "I'm afraid you won't find me when you wake up, so I just stay at the door and don't go anywhere."

Song Jingwen hung his head down and took a bite of his mouth, then smiled heartily and said, "Good boy!"

As for the missing letters, no one continued to pursue them.

After that, Xie Feng and Song Jingwen would take milk candy across the pass from time to time to live in Di Zhuguo for a period of time.

Song Jingwen itched to open the store to Di Zhuguo, and added a new type of post station called a hotel.Beds of different shapes, different room types, and different room themes are more like a fun of unpacking a blind box than sleeping.

Guests who don't want to be arranged randomly can also choose to choose their own room, cute, pink, romantic, tough guy...

So much so that when guests entered the hotel, they thought they had gone to the wrong place. Some people who knew how to play even brought their families and families to live in the hotel.

Cough, it's not enough for outsiders.

When the decoration was completed, Song Jingwen accompanied Xie Feng to live in the room, and the son was left to the mother-in-law, and the young couple were sticky and crooked together like they were on a honeymoon.

During the past two years, the relationship between Di Zhu State and Jia State was fairly harmonious. With the help of Princess Minying, the emperor of Jia State opened a commercial road, and there were not a few people from the two countries who married each other.

I thought that Di Zhuguo and Jia Guohui were the first to have a conflict of interest, but who would have thought that Richie would be the first to launch an attack on Di Zhuguo.

Derek immediately launched a powerful counterattack and organized an army to march into Rich Country for legitimate reasons.Sending the most favored Xing Wang to lead the army to destroy the Rich Kingdom, the situation is tense.

Song Jingwen knocked on the table and said to his confidantes in the room, "Business over Rich Country should be stopped as soon as possible, and the shops should be closed to minimize losses as much as possible."

Zha Yushu was transferred to Song Jingwen's side a year ago to take over Ji Zhou's job. He nodded, "Should we let them evacuate together?"

They were referring to the people who were running business in Rich Country. Song Jingwen thought for a moment and said, "Get out! Life is more important, but don't let the wind leak out. On the surface, it's going to be closed for rectification."

Xie Feng thought for a while and asked, "Does Di Zhuguo need to withdraw?"

Everyone knows that Xie Feng and Di Zhuguo have an unusual relationship, they are a prince!

Song Jingwen choked, and glanced at Xie Feng, the two had a good discussion last night, and now this pretentious serious face made him want to laugh, this little ancestor!

He cleared his throat and said to everyone, "There is no need for Di Zhuguo. Now Riqi is under unilateral siege, so you only need to worry about Riqi's business. Especially for fruits, you must stock up. Don't cut off the supply."

The rest of Yin Xian and Lao Xia had no objection and silently closed the door.Bei Bei, who was chatting with Toffee, happily went to hold Yin Xian's clothes, and followed them back step by step.

Leaving Toffee alone, he hugged the little wolf's neck and rubbed it, grinning and curling his lips, "I think Brother Beibei must like it...then, then who."

Little wolf: "... woo"

Toffee cautiously covered her mouth, rolled her eyes, and leaned on Little Wolf's airplane ear and said secretly, "I'll take you to meet a beautiful little brother tomorrow, shh! Hehe, don't let Daddy find out~"

The little wolf yawned boredly, and lay down on his stomach with the toffee on his lap.

"Why are you back?" After the person left, Xie Feng nervously pulled the person out from the guest room, with a thin face and emaciated.

Song Zichen rubbed his hands weakly, suppressed his tears, and refused to cry, "I, I always feel that he is not dead. I want to go back to the capital to find him."

Song Zichen escaped from the East Palace, and the secret guard Yuan Shishi who helped him was killed by the prince himself, and now he can only hide in the border miserably.Later, Song Jingwen picked him up and hid him secretly. Only a few people knew of his existence.

He Qianheng sent people to chase him all the way, but in the end, it was Song Jingwen who obtained a corpse of the same size as Song Zichen from other sources and cheated He Qianheng's eyes.

Song Jingwen sighed helplessly, turning the teacup in his hand, "Even if he is not dead, what can you do if the news you get is false. If the person is in His Majesty's hands, he will definitely not come back. If he is hidden by the prince Get up, then you don't have the ability to fight with him, do you?"

This was too straightforward, Xie Feng kicked Song Jingwen angrily, and couldn't bear to say, "Jiu will come back to find you if nothing happens."

Song Jingwen continued to say, "I told you to keep an eye on the progress in the mine. What are you doing here? If you are not ruthless and your position is unstable, your clay figurine temper will have to be tempered. Besides, you will be safe only if you mix with those refugees." ,Let's go back."

Song Zichen ran away in a daze, but he didn't listen to Song Jingwen's words, and secretly packed his bags, determined to find out the truth.

It's impossible for Yuan Moyi to disappear like this, he doesn't believe it!

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 20, 4.23th year of Yuanlong calendar

He Qianheng, that bastard, is so listless.The dead duck has a stubborn mouth, and he deserves his sweetheart to be pried.I did nothing!What my wife wants to do!Then the matter of my daughter-in-law is naturally mine.

But I was thinking, most of the guys on an island, did a guy like me go to the wrong set?Toffee, that stinky brat, goes looking for my little brother twice in three days, how fickle!