Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

"I'm not sure if the princess saw you just now." The butler looked at the young man lying on the ground and asked, "Do you still want to stay?"

Xiao Xin lowered his eyes and looked at the young man who was still holding the quilt tightly even though he was in a coma.

After a long time, he said, "Send the person back to the room first."

The housekeeper disagreed, "But what if someone wakes up and runs away..."

"I can't run." Xiao Xin interrupted.

The housekeeper knew that he was talking too much, so he bent down to help him up.

The man just watched from the side, not intending to do anything, until the butler almost tripped over the quilt on the ground, then he stretched out his hand and put him and the quilt into his arms.

The housekeeper froze for a moment, and silently followed behind the master.

Xiao Xin carried the man back to the room, and as soon as his arms were loosened, the man fell on the bed. Fortunately, there was a mattress underneath, otherwise Fang Zhuo would have a bump on his head.

This is the first time for Sixi to see Xiao Xin, hugging the big cock tightly, shrinking at the foot of the bed in horror, frightened into a fool.

It was really because the aura on this man was too terrifying, like a sharp sword forged by a bloody wind.

Just looking at it is terrifying.

Xiao Xin didn't intend to leave, so he walked to the table and sat down. The housekeeper eagerly poured tea and water, and handed the cup to the master.

The restlessness and tension in Fang Zhuo's heart fell silent into the darkness along with the coma.

He lay down for not long, probably because his clothes were uncomfortable, so he grabbed his belt and pulled it around.

Sixi's first reaction was to help her young master undress.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the pair of eyes on the opposite side looked over, probably because the candlelight was not bright enough, the man's pupils were frighteningly dark, especially the one on the right.

Sixi swallowed in fear, and retracted her hand.

Fang Zhuo frowned and chattered about, he actually opened his belt, struggled a few more times, and his clothes fell apart, revealing the white coat underneath.

Xiao Xin tightened his fingers holding the teacup, and suddenly stood up.

Sixi watched in horror as he gradually approached, desperately shrinking towards the foot of the bed, and then saw the man suddenly pull out the belt that the young master was pressing on his waist.

"You, you are bold, my young master is the princess!" Sixi plucked up her courage and shouted, "Butler, what are you still doing!"

The butler was silent, standing like a log.

Xiao Xin pinched those two dishonest hands and raised them up. His wide sleeves slid down, revealing a pair of white and slender arms.

The small wrist bones were wrapped in a dark blue belt, giving off a weird sense of abuse.

Xiao Xin's eyes moved slightly, and his brows were tightened, making a tight knot.

"Don't let him untie it."

The man dropped his words and left the room with the housekeeper.

As soon as the door was closed, Sixi immediately crawled over. Thinking of the horror of the man, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​untying the young master.

Young master, please don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame that person.

When the first ray of dawn broke through the clouds, a mighty rooster crowed in the house.

Fang Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, only to realize that his two wrists were joined together, tied tightly, and his arms were numb.

"Four joys."

What responded to him was Sixi's snoring.

Fang Zhuo kicked it, and Sixi woke up, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth in a daze.

"Who did this, please untie it for me." Fang Zhuo handed it over.

Si Xi came to her senses after realizing it, and finally freed those hands.

Fang Zhuo shook his hand, and after recovering a little consciousness, he immediately poked Sixi's forehead fiercely, "Why didn't you help me untie it last night?"

Sixi was aggrieved, "That person said he wouldn't let me untie it."

"Who?"

"There's a scar on the cheekbone..."

The groom's face came to Fang Zhuo's mind, followed by the housekeeper.

He touched the sore back of his neck, and slapped himself backhanded. He said he was going to deliver the quilt to the groom, and that would be the end of it.

After thinking about it, it felt wrong, the stables were separated from the north and south of King An's yard.

... No matter what he said, the butler would not believe it.

Hold.

Sixi was stunned by the "pop", "Master, are you alright?"

"There is something, it's a big deal."

Fang Zhuo got out of bed, ran to the door with bare feet, and pulled the door suddenly, what the hell, it opened and didn't lock it from the outside? !

He went back to the bed, "How did I get back last night?"

"That scarred face hugged you back."

Fang Zhuo had a strange expression. He never expected that he would be treated like a princess. He thought he would be dragged directly to the small black room by the housekeeper.

"Master, who is that? Where did you go last night?" Sixi's eyes were full of curiosity.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his head, "Don't ask so many questions."

Sixi seemed to understand but didn't understand, so she let out an oh.

The rooster crows usually around five o'clock in the morning, and the servants in the palace have already woken up, started cleaning, cooking and going out to buy.

Sixi waited for Fang Zhuo to wash up, brought breakfast over, and said in a low voice, "Master, when I just came in, I saw two guards outside our yard."

The prince whose name is unknown is probably worried about him escaping and told about his stay in the capital.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his forehead, his brain ached, "Let's eat first, just pretend you didn't see it, what should we do?"

Around noon, someone suddenly came from the palace.

All the people in the palace wanted to go out to listen to the order, but the groom actually knelt on one knee at the very front.

The eunuch's voice was so sharp that it hurt people's ears, but what hurt the most was not the ears, but Fang Zhuo's heart.

He had just clearly heard the words An Wang Xiao Xin!

Fang Zhuo was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, only three words in his mind, playing ball.

Xiao Xin got up to receive the order, and the eunuch said, "My lord, you really put on a good show this time, and you even hid it from the emperor."

The person who was sent by the traitors and rebels last night was not arrested, but on the way to the dungeon, the water was released at the right time to make people escape on purpose.

Before the few people came to the palace, they had already dug the grave, and the corpses inside had already rotted, so they could only confirm that the body shape matched that of King An, so they were worried and visited the palace at night.

It's just that they didn't expect that the security of Prince An's Mansion was very loose. They searched all the other courtyards, and finally only the courtyard where King An lived encountered a dozen guards.

During the fight, someone broke open the door and rushed into the house, let alone a person, not even a ghost.

There is a smell of medicine that has not dissipated inside, ghost-respecting meals are placed on the table, and a pair of brand new black boots are placed on the footbed.

It is certain that this person is really dead.

I just don't know who sent the other group of people.

After several people escaped from the palace, they reported the matter to the authorities. After hearing this, the master laughed, "It seems that I am not the only one who is looking forward to his death."

Immediately, a letter was written, and the people were ordered to send the news quickly, so that country x could take advantage of the current lack of defense and attack forcefully, trying to take down Dayuan in one fell swoop.

It's just that the letter was intercepted less than a moment after it was sent.

Xiao Xin sent the evidence to the palace overnight, scaring the emperor half to death, and when he came to his senses, he had already left.

Calling people into the palace today is a reward on the surface, but in fact it is a general account.

Before Xiao Xin left the palace with the eunuch, he took a meaningful look at Fang Zhuo, and that look was unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Fang Zhuo sat at the table, holding a brush, and made a list of crimes for himself.

[-]. Ask His Royal Highness King An to help me raise chickens.

[-]. Your Highness is clearly alive and well, but I actually discussed the inheritance of the inheritance in front of him, which is outrageous.

[-]. In front of the living His Royal Highness An Wang, it is really wrong to shout that the other party will die in peace, and revive his soul and ask for his life.

These four, oh, fake mourning, deserve death.

Don't even think about dating, giving kisses and giving cheats, first find a piece of land, dig a hole, and bury yourself.

Fang Zhuo slammed his head on the table, full of annoyance, he had made up so much before, why didn't he think about this dead person, how could he cheat the corpse.

Sixi was also terrified, remembering the look in the prince's eyes when he left the mansion, and persuaded him in fear, "Master, King An is alive and well, why did he pretend to be dead? Do you know his secrets, so before he left, he... See you that way."

"I don't know anything." Fang Zhuo was weak.

Sixi pursed her lips, whispered softly, "Master, let's run."

"The crime of escaping is added to the crime."

Now he can only pray to God to give Xiao Xin a forgetful mind and a halo of the Holy Father.

Outside the door, the palace was full of joy. Not only did the general protect the country not die, but he even tricked out a traitor. The whole world was celebrating.

Only the butler was worried.

It is a serious crime to bully the emperor, but in the situation at that time, the prince could not allow the prince to send someone to inform him.

Because when Xiao Xin was carried back, less than an hour after the doctor uttered the words "there is not much time", the eyeliner in the palace sent back the words, the emperor had already called several confidant ministers and some beauties , the celebration is on.

Then the next day, he pretended to throw down a date of birth, saying that he wanted to celebrate with a man and wife.

What an absurd thing.

However, their prince was very calm, so he replied with one word, "Marry."

This is just pushing the boat along the way, letting everyone know that Xiao Xin is dying, and he is so sick that he needs to rejoice and continue his life.

It's a pity that the joy was in vain, and the person still died.

Before the emperor was happy, he was alive again, and a second-rank minister who was collaborating with the enemy and treason was found out.

As a result, the old men in the imperial court supported Xiao Xin more and more strongly, and there were praises between the lines.

One day, these people will stab the sky and pull him down from the throne.

The emperor was anxious, his younger brother was outstanding in everything since he was a child, and he was deeply liked by the late emperor. Even before he died, he never forgot to make him swear that he would never kill brothers in this life.

But how could he stay with such a person with great achievements.

It was evening when Xiao Xin returned to the palace from the palace.

He has a calm expression and steady steps, and outsiders can't see any problems.

As soon as he entered the door, he staggered and fell to the ground.

When the steward helped him up, his hands were shaking all the time, and the people in the palace replied that the prince had been severely punished for forty years, and there was blood under his robe.

Fang Zhuo was squatting in his room, drawing pictures on the table with tea, when he suddenly heard Sixi's voice.

"Master, the prince is back."

Fang Zhuo got up quickly, and was about to go out when Sixi stopped him, "The butler said, no one is allowed to disturb you."

"I'll go and have a look." The dog emperor didn't look good at first glance, who knows if Xiao Xin has suffered in the palace for a long time.

In case he was really injured, he just happened to take care of him and give him a sense of presence. Maybe he could die a better time then.

Fang Zhuo sighed, "Unexpectedly, one day I can have such low demands on myself."

233, "It's high to die beautifully, and I'm most afraid that your life will be worse than death."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

There are sentry posts every two meters in Xiao Xin's yard. As soon as Fang Zhuo walked in, those eyes shot over.

He felt like a scarecrow full of arrows, so nervous that he almost walked with his hands and feet.

Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, the guard at the door stopped him, "Princess, please stay."

Fang Zhuo said, "I want to go in and see the prince."

The guard seemed to have not heard, with his arms still in front of him.

Fang Zhuo confronted them for a moment, then turned around and walked to the stone table in the yard to sit down, driving exhausted to the end.

When the sun went down, Sixi came to ask him to eat.

Fang Zhuo didn't know what to think of, and suddenly sat up straight.

It's not just that he didn't eat, the big BMW didn't eat either, Fang Zhuo turned his head to look at the closed door, patted his buttocks and stood up, "My lord, I'm leaving first."

In the room, the housekeeper finished lying down on the door and returned to the bed, "I'm gone."

Xiao Xin sprawled on the pillow and snorted coldly, "It's just this bit of perseverance."

The housekeeper kept saying yes, but then remembered something, and slapped his head suddenly, "Horse, I forgot to feed the horse tonight."

The prince regards that BMW as a brother who lives and dies together, and cannot be hungry for a meal.

Before the master could speak, the butler had already picked up his robe and hurried out.

When I arrived at the stables, I found that the horses had already been fed.

Fang Zhuo was holding a bowl of rice, sitting by the manger, talking to the horse for some reason.

The butler didn't go in, but went around the low wall behind the stable.

Fang Zhuo was crying, eating two mouthfuls of food, touching two horses, "Big BMW, big BMW, can you help me speak nicely to your master?"

BMW snorted and continued to eat hard.

"I didn't know my real identity before, so I offended him. There are so many lords in your family. You shouldn't blame me, right?"

"As for last night, I was going to deliver quilts, who knows that someone will attack at night, I really just peeked out of curiosity..."

Fang Zhuo originally wanted to act, but the more he talked, the more wronged he became. In the end, his true feelings exploded and he was filled with righteous indignation.

"The butler slapped me really well, and it still hurts." He rubbed the back of his neck, "It hurts me to death."

BMW snorted again, as if echoing.

Fang Zhuo touched him in relief, "It's still yours."

Under his feet, the big rooster also crowed, and he hurriedly bent down and pinched its big red crown.

Fang Zhuo finished the meal in twos and twos, went down from the manger, and walked back with a sigh, until he walked back to his own yard, he asked, "Has the butler been here?"

233 said, "Come here."

It's good to have been here, and it's not in vain for him to play such a one-man show.

Fang Zhuo went back to the house and put down the bowls and chopsticks. Before his butt touched the stool, Sixi began to mutter, "Master, how can you go out to eat with a bowl? It's against the rules."

"Dare to break the stereotypes and be true to yourself." Fang Zhuo said, "Just get used to it."

Sixi was speechless, their young master was letting himself go, and after a long time, he didn't know if the prince would bear it.

The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became, Sixi tugged at Fang Zhuo's sleeve and said nervously, "Master, the prince was given the marriage because he was dying, but now he is safe and sound... Do you think we will be sent back?"

Fang Zhuo patted his hand, "No." In case he was really sent away, he would find a way to come back.

Sixi was still worried, "Then what if he finds out that you are not the young master, but..."

Fang Zhuo covered Sixi's mouth tightly, "No one is allowed to say these words, if it reaches the emperor's ears, it will implicate the entire Feng family."

Sixi's eyes widened in horror, and she nodded repeatedly.

Fang Zhuo let go, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, turned around and walked out of the small yard, and continued to check his favorability.

The guard stood at the door, still not allowing him to enter the room, Fang Zhuo quietly sat on the stone bench with his cheeks propped up, looking at the darkening sky.

The rain has been suffocated from yesterday to today, why is it still not falling?

Probably because God really heard the cry in his heart, suddenly a drop of water fell on his face, Fang Zhuo was so excited that he almost jumped up from the stool.

At first, it was just a few sporadic drops on the body, but soon the rain became dense, and it hit the body with great weight.

But after a while, Fang Zhuo's clothes were soaked, and the rain dripped down.

It wasn't cold at this time of year, but a skinny young man standing motionless in the pouring rain was quite bluffing.

The butler was probably old and couldn't see the suffering of the younger generation. After a while, he ran to the bed, "My lord, you really doubt Feng Yang..."

Xiao Xin interrupted with a hoarse voice, "No."

The butler didn't know what to think, and smiled, "Then why don't you let him come in to see you?"

Xiao Xin suddenly looked cold and serious, "No." There was no room for negotiation.

Now his ass is blooming, and he is lying on the head of the bed without any image, which makes people see how decent he is.

In fact, Fang Zhuo didn't really just stand there and get wet in the rain.

He asked the system to turn on the light screen, thinking about Mary Su Wenli's kissing scene.

The delivery method this time is to kiss the protagonist in a specific scene.The specific scene is not clear yet, you have to try it to know.

If you are lucky, you will succeed once, but if you are unlucky, you will have to kiss once and you will have to kiss the second time, and the third time...

Fang Zhuo, "Old style, not fun."

233, "Oh."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

There is no sympathy with the system, Fang Zhuo can only think hard.

Artificial respiration after falling into the water; an unexpected kiss after falling from a horse and hugging and rolling a few laps; encountering a thunderstorm while traveling, the two of them were soaked and hid in a dark cave, and then kissed involuntarily...

The last one was originally his plan for today, but unfortunately it fell through.

Now we can only change to individual pro-French according to the situation.

Fang Zhuo recorded these scenes in a small notebook in his heart, looked up at the sky, and the rain did not mean to decrease at all.

I don't know how long it took, and the door opened with a creak.

The butler looked in a hurry, and said to the guards, "Go and get Doctor Liu, the prince has a bad fever."

The opportunity is here.

"Housekeeper." Fang Zhuo ran over with his whole body wet, "It's easy to sweat when you get hot, and it's uncomfortable to sleep. I can help wipe the prince's body."

The housekeeper looked at the poor drowned chicken in front of him, and thought softly, the master has passed out from the fever, how can he know who came and who didn't.

He nodded, "Okay, but if the prince wakes up and sees you..."

Fang Zhuo said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't say that you let me in."

He wiped off the rainwater that was dripping down his hair, and then looked down at the small puddle that was rapidly accumulating at his feet, "I'll go back and change my clothes first, and I'll be right back."