After getting married with the irritable little prince

Jin Rui has never seen anyone like the little prince.

Behavior is weird.

But also extraordinarily interesting.

He suddenly didn't hate this irritable little prince so much.

Leaning against the window, he began to look around the room.

It was very big, bigger than the house he lived in, and all the furnishings were treasures that he had never seen before.

According to Guanshi Zhang, this is the little prince's house.

When his two elder brothers got married, they both prepared separate houses for their sister-in-laws, and the bridal chambers were all in the houses of the sister-in-laws.The main room of his father and second uncle, and his own yard.

It's all like this when everyone's sons and sons get married.

The little prince wants to have a bridal chamber with him in this room, so where will he live in the future?

You can't live in the same room with the little prince, can you?

The little prince doesn't look like someone who lacks a house.

Jin Rui shook his head, what are you thinking about so much?

Where does he have a future.

Either it ends today, even if you live for a while, it will only take two or three months for the news to spread from here to the capital and back again.

He was attracted by the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

The signatures are all Meng Heen, and there are seven of them.

Mr. Meng has passed away, and most of his calligraphy and paintings were destroyed in a fire, and there are not many works left today.

An ordinary person is enough to show off in front of people and treasure it as a family heirloom.

A martial artist like the little prince can actually have seven calligraphy and paintings of Mr. Meng.

He walked over quickly, stood in front of the seven calligraphy and paintings, raised his head, his eyes followed every arc of the paintings, followed each vigorous and powerful character, trying to guess the scene when Mr. Meng was painting and writing face to face.

It must be unrestrained and unrestrained, proud and casual.

It's a pity that things are different now, Mr. Meng died tragically, and the Meng family disappeared, leaving only calligraphy and paintings hanging on other people's walls.

He stretched out his hand to touch the signature, but he was afraid that his hands would get dirty, so he stayed an inch away and wrote the signature again.

"Grandfather." Jin Rui called softly, "Mother is dead, uncle is missing, and now I am the only one left in the Meng family. But I am also trapped in a tiger's den, and I don't have more than a few days to live."

He paused, took a rough breath, and said: "Mother said that our Meng family owed my father two lives, so I can't escape by myself and leave the Jin family alone."

"This is my repayment. My father knew that once I entered this palace, I would never get out alive. Since he watched me walk out of Jin's house, he should know in his heart that his son is dead. There is no way to repay the favor.”

He swayed, quickly supported the long case, and paused for a while before continuing: "My body..."

He smiled wryly: "I can't stand the young prince at all. He is so tall and strong, just like his horse, he can crush me to death."

"But I will do my best for the Meng family and my father before I die."

His emotions should not be too ups and downs, if he is a little excited, there will always be some problems in his body.

So he was not in a hurry or annoyed when he was bullied by his brothers before.

It's not because he's afraid of his brothers, it's because he doesn't want to get seriously ill because of anger.

Every time he was ill, he was very anxious, and this time was no exception. He just said a few words to his grandfather's paintings, and after such a short time, his head began to feel dizzy, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead. , Breathing has to be very hard.

He couldn't think about his grandfather anymore, he was about to go back to bed for a rest, but when he turned around, he saw a painting on the long case.

He froze.

This painting shocked him even more than seeing the seven calligraphy and paintings of Meng Lao hanging in the little prince's room.

The painter did not have the skills of Mr. Meng, but the paintings were also very vivid. The appearance of the person he was painting, and even the youthful arrogance in his eyes were clearly and vividly drawn.

Jin Rui was so startled that he couldn't stand upright, and he managed to stand still with his hands on the long table.

The appearance of the person in the painting is exactly the same as him.

But it can never be him.

The man was riding on a horse, wearing a suit of armor, holding a three-foot-long sword, majestic and majestic.There is a smile between the eyebrows and eyes, and one eyebrow is raised high, and the expression silently tells the pride and joy.

It won't be him.

He can't ride a fast horse, and can't lift a long knife.

There would be no pride, and he had never even been so happy.

This man lived a wonderful life, and Jin Rui's eyes were full of envy.

After the envy passed, he was very angry again.

It turned out that the little prince was just using him as a substitute, and it turned out that even the so-called liking for his appearance was just his own conjecture.

It was only because he looked exactly like this person that the little prince took special care of him and forced him to marry him.

It turned out that this auspicious costume that had been prepared a long time ago was prepared for the person in the painting.

It turned out that the little prince was talking to himself in front of the window, that the petting that was secretly hidden was for this person, not him.

Jin Rui shouldn't be angry, he came here with the intention of dying.But the fox fur around the head, and the words in front of the window made his heart skip a beat, which made him extremely annoyed.

Is it a stand-in?

Jin Rui drew out his dagger, cut off the face of the person in the painting, and threw it away curled up.

After throwing it away, he lost all strength, his body became heavier and he couldn't open his eyelids. He walked back to the bed step by step while leaning on the wall, fell down and lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone talking beside the bed in a daze.

"The princess doesn't like to be served by others, so everyone waits outside for orders, so I don't know when the princess fell asleep. When she came to ask for lunch, she yelled a few times but didn't answer. The girls thought that the princess was exhausted from not sleeping all night. So don’t dare to bother.”

This is Guanshi Zhang's voice.

"Bullshit!"

The little prince's voice was very loud, and it exploded right next to Jin Rui's ears, causing Jin Rui's ears to hurt from the shock.

"A bunch of idiots who deserve to be killed! The princess's body is not as good as before, and he is still ill. If he can't wake up, he should ask a doctor to come and see him. If the king didn't come back and find his forehead hot, do you want him to be burned to death?"

The sound of many people begging for mercy.

Jin Rui was even angrier when he heard this, why "the body is not as good as before", does this mean that he must be regarded as someone else?

He opened his eyes with this annoyance, and sat up on his own.

Seeing that he woke up, the little prince was very happy, hurriedly picked up the medicine at the side, and brought it to his mouth: "It just doesn't burn your mouth, so take the medicine quickly."

He turned away.

The little prince frowned and said, "How can a sick person not take medicine? Take it quickly!"

He doesn't open his mouth.

The little prince was also angry, and said in a rough voice: "What I can't stand the most is that you threaten me with your own body. In the past, you had no relatives and no reason, so I have nothing to do with you. Now you have been discovered by this king. , if you dare not take the medicine, this king will be rude to the Jin family."

He looked at the little prince angrily.

"If you delay a stick of incense, this king will kill one person. Starting from your younger brother, this king will see how many people you want to die with you?"

Jin Rui stared at the young prince for a long time, knowing that he would keep his promise, so he could only take the medicine and drank it all in one go.

Putting down the bowl, he was about to speak when a candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth just as he opened his mouth.

The sweet taste diluted the bitter taste in his mouth, and he was startled.

It turns out that after taking the medicine, I don't need to look for candied fruit everywhere.

The person in the painting must have lived happily ever after.

Guanshi Zhang saw that the young prince's complexion was slightly relaxed, so he came out to act as a peacemaker: "The princess was in a daze from the fever, so she didn't take the medicine immediately, please don't be angry, the prince."

The little prince snorted.

The attitude was very bad, but there was no rebuttal.

The lights were already on in the room, and it was already night, presumably.Jin Rui was holding on with one breath, looking sickly, like a hedgehog that had been injured and forcibly erected its spikes to protect itself.

He stared at the little prince, suspicious, angry, and even a little bit unwilling.

The little prince waved his hand and told all the servants to leave.Seeing that Jin Rui seemed to have regained some energy, he didn't want Jin Rui to stay in a coma, so he tried to talk to Jin Rui.

Regarding Jin Rui leaving without saying goodbye, and not recognizing each other when he came back, he was somewhat angry.Now at this time, Jin Rui would lie low and coax him softly, and he would immediately let go of all his anger.

But Jin Rui refused to coax him, and made such a gesture, he was so angry that he was going to die.

"Huh." The little prince hummed, "From today onwards, you are the princess. What a princess is, she belongs to this king completely. Whatever the king asks you to do, you can do it without a trace of disobedience. Do you understand?"

Jin Rui narrowed his eyes and lowered his head.

If it was the person in the painting, the little prince wouldn't say such things.

Protecting him for a while, reprimanding him for a while, the little prince is also trying to treat his double as the rightful master, but he can't do it.

"In front of people from now on..." The little prince bit hard "in front of people", "Be respectful to me, I won't get used to your bad temper now. If you dare to let me lose face, you will feel better in the future !"

Jin Rui was shocked, how would the little prince torture him?I heard that the little prince loves to beat people with army sticks and whip people.

With a body like his, he would definitely die if he was hit with a stick.

It's a good thing to die quickly, because I'm afraid of being punished by other punishments, and it will take days and nights of pain before I die.

Jin Rui shivered, gritted his teeth, and stretched his hand behind his back.

The little prince said a few words, but he still hadn't calmed down, and when he was about to say something nasty again, he saw Jin Rui with one hand behind his back, trying to make some moves.

Immediately, he bounced far away on one foot.

Their military strategist is particularly fond of sneak attacks, and always hides daggers in their boots or on their back waists.

It seems that the popularity is really high, and they are going to use knives and guns.

Anyway, there was no one in the house, so the little prince raised his flag and surrendered, "Oh, don't be so angry, I know I'm wrong, can't I do it?"

Jin Rui's hand that drew the knife stopped.

The little prince's words were beyond his expectation and disrupted all his plans.

He was going to find an opportunity to die with the little prince.Before that, he would force the little prince to let the Jin family go out of Jiangbei, and bury a knife for the Meng family.

If the little prince dares to force him, and even dares to use him as a substitute, he deserves to die!

But now that the little prince said such things, he didn't know what to do?

The little prince jumped up and down to the bookshelf and took a thick stack of papers over, bowed his waist, and handed it over carefully, his voice sounded a little bit wronged.

"Military teacher, I have copied all the military books that I wrote as a punishment before you left. Can we stop losing our temper?"