shock!The cannon fodder is actually in love [Quick wear]

"Master Wei." Yi Wang looked at Wei Chuxian who appeared behind them at some time, his ambiguous smile disappeared instantly, and he had to find an excuse to deny it after greeting with a forced smile.

Seeing King Yi's embarrassment, Chen Heming stepped forward and smiled to help him out.

"Master Wei, what a coincidence, you also come here to relax?"

King Yi's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Wei Chuxian again, his expression calmed down a lot, and the familiar greasy smell quietly emerged again.

"Master Wei is busy with his affairs, and he occasionally relaxes after he is released from the office, so that he can work better the next day. I fully understand the hard work and hard work, so I won't disturb your time. Eleventh brother, let's go."

Following Chen Heming's words, first put a hat on Wei Chuxian, and after King Yi finished speaking, he was about to slip away, but Wei Chuxian reacted quickly after being in a daze for a moment.

"My lord is disappointed. I have never stepped into such a filthy place according to the order of my lord. Today I came here to prevent you from deceiving King An and trying to lead His Highness King An astray."

Although they walked through the hidden side door, there were also many servants in the courtyard, who all looked at them secretly when they heard the words, and King Yi's face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know when this king offended Mr. Wei, and he actually said this king so badly. Come on, I wanted to bring the eleventh brother to listen to the little song. Since Mr. Wei thought it was inappropriate, the king and the eleventh brother left. That's right."

The movement here has attracted the attention of people farther away. King Yi still wants to be famous. Although it is the combination of old and new hatred, but in order to get out of the house as soon as possible so as not to attract more attention, he has no choice but to swallow this dumb loss and hand it over to him. Chen Heming gave a wink and hurried to leave.

"Wait a minute. His Royal Highness King An, you haven't been to the study for half a month. Ji Xing asked Weichen to tutor you alone for the past two days. Please go to the mansion with Weichen."

"His Royal Highness, you don't mind, do you?" Wei Chuxian's voice was clear, but the eyes that fell on King Yi sent a chill down his back.

King Yi laughed, his eyes swept over the silent Chen Heming and the calmly smiling Wei Chuxian. He knew who Wei Chuxian was here for, and if he didn't agree, he would definitely not get away today, so he said yes.

"Study is the most important thing, so this king will naturally not delay the eleventh brother. Since this is the case, this king will not bother you, and leave."

Seeing that King Yi left without hesitation, Chen Heming's face sank, and he turned to leave without even looking at Wei Chuxian.

Wei Chuxian thought of him rushing to the gate of Prince An's mansion after he came down from court, and saw the boy's carriage coming out before he could find an excuse to meet, so he had to follow carefully, but unexpectedly saw the scene of the boy talking happily with King Yi.

Thinking of King Yi's familiar way of changing carriages and taking the young man into the Xixiang Pavilion, Wei Chuxian's heart that could not be calmed for a long time burned fiercely again, forming a prairie fire.

Such a shameless person still wants to ascend to the supreme throne. If he is really allowed to realize it, it will not be a big disaster.

The anger and depression accumulated in the past few days were reluctant to vent to the sick young man, so Wei Chuxian had to deduce the plan again in his heart, hoping to be sure that the unworthy person would be put to death in front of the golden palace as soon as possible.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Chen Heming walked back and forth with a heavy face.It was only after he went out of the way that he remembered that Fangcai had come in King Yi's carriage, and now that King Yi was gone, he might have to walk back to the mansion on his legs.

His delicate eyebrows were frowned, and he felt that the footsteps were getting closer. Chen Heming didn't care about the fact that he didn't know his way, so he chose a secluded alley with a sullen head and was about to walk.

"He Ming," the pleasant male voice whispered the words he hadn't told others, and stood side by side with him and said intimately, "Take my carriage."

"No need." The young man looked back and smiled, the dusty alleyway seemed to have become a glorious palace, but Wei Chuxian's eyes hurt when he saw it.

When did He Ming's smile lose its warmth in front of him...

"The imperial doctor told me not to bother my mind recently. Let's talk about the study in a few days, so I won't bother Mr. Wei. I will just ask Mr. Ji for advice when the time comes."

In the night that was slowly engulfing the sky, Wei Chuxian's face was whiter and colder than the moonlight, but there was still a smile on his lips.

"Take my carriage." Wei Chuxian lowered his eyebrows and coaxed him softly, "This place is too far away from your Prince An's Mansion, I'm afraid it will be dark when we go back."

Seeing that Chen Heming still ignored him, Wei Chuxian's smile became even more bitter.

"There are mixed mermaids and dragons living in the alleys around here. You don't have guards around you, so you shouldn't be in danger."

The young man frowned impatiently, but he was startled when he saw something, and quickly turned back to Wei Chuxian's carriage.

Casting a cold glance at Wei Chuxian, who was walking along, Chen Heming urged in a low voice, "Someone is here, hurry up!"

Narrowly dodging the approaching people and getting into the carriage, Wei Chuxian looked at the young man who was sitting far away from him on the other side of the carriage. He wanted to say something a few times but the young man had already closed his eyes and sat sideways with arms crossed, making it clear that it was just a glance I don't want to look at him, and I don't want to say a word to him.

There was a continuous stabbing pain in his heart, but Wei Chuxian didn't notice it. He just stared at the young man opposite him, tracing every inch of the young man's texture with his eyes, as if he wanted to firmly engrave the young man in his mind.

"Don't look at me!" Chen Heming's impatient expression became even more annoyed by the scorching gaze, and he couldn't help warning in a cold voice.

Some annoyance appeared in Wei Chuxian's dark eyes.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but his longing for the young man in his heart is like weeds in the wilderness. The first time he sees the young man, he grows wantonly and forms one piece. He wanted to quietly look at the young man to comfort his lovesickness, but he couldn't restrain his excitement It made the boy unhappy again.

Putting away the thick darkness in his eyes, Wei Chuxian opened the dark compartment and took out a food box.

"There is still some distance to Shangshu's mansion, do you want to use some cakes to cushion your stomach first?" Pushing the short one in the direction of the boy, Wei Chuxian's clear and lingling voice sounded in the narrow carriage, making gentle ripples .

Chen Heming opened his eyes suddenly, but instead of looking at the sugar-steamed shortbread, he glared angrily at the smiling man.

"Who said that this king is going to your Po Shangshu Mansion? Stop the car, and this king will go back to the mansion by himself!"

Chen Heming raised his voice to order the groom who was driving the carriage, but the groom seemed deaf, the carriage didn't even stop, and continued to drive forward steadily.

"Tell him to stop." Since he couldn't order the groom, Chen Heming looked directly at the culprit, narrowing his eyes slightly, which was quite threatening.

"No." Wei Chuxian was unmoved at all, "If you stop, you will run away."

Chen Heming gritted his teeth secretly.Speaking so confidently, who drove him here a few days ago? !If it weren't for the danger and embarrassment of jumping off the car, he would have to fight Wei Chu to the end today!

Angrily, he pulled the dim sum plate into his arms and didn't leave any of it for Wei Chuxian. Chen Heming endured the tiredness and stuffed it all into his stomach. He even stubbornly ignored the tea that Wei Chuxian poured for him, vowing to ignore Wei Chuxian to the end.

"Don't choke, drink some tea to relieve your boredom." Seeing the young man eating more and more slowly, Wei Chuxian's eyes brightened and dispelled a small dark cloud.

The movement of chewing stopped, his dry throat moved slightly to swallow the pastry in his mouth, Chen Heming looked at people with the end of his eyes extremely cold.

"Leave it alone, the brewing technique is too poor, I can't swallow it."

Wei Chuxian was holding a white porcelain teacup, squinting his eyes and smiling lightly. He looked at the young man as if he had seen a relative but was angry with a little white cat. His teeth were bared and his paws were showing but he was reluctant to scratch it. The tender meat pads are so soft that one wants to reach out and touch them.

"Oh? Can you ask the prince to taste it and help me find the shortcomings."

"No help." Kicking away the ladder that Wei Chuxian handed over, Chen Heming refused to go down, holding on with dry mouth and tongue.

Wei Chuxian's good mood disappeared in an instant, he pursed his lips and wanted to coax him again, when he saw that the young man had put down the empty plate and closed his eyes again.

The curvature of the handsome man's lips disappeared for a moment, and the gloomy breath entangled into a swamp, trying to drag him into it and drown him.

Thinking of the boy's warning, Wei Chuxian also slowly closed his eyes, but clenched his hands into fists, and crossed the long silence by imitating the boy's frowns and smiles in his mind.

How on earth can he save His Highness... His thin eyelids trembled uneasy, and there was only a long sigh left in the night wind.

Finally arrived at Shangshu Mansion, before the carriage stopped, Chen Heming jumped off first, turned around and was about to leave the mansion.

"Heming, let's talk." The man's voice followed closely, interspersed with faint pleading.

"There's nothing to talk about, goodbye."

Seeing Chen Heming not stopping, Wei Chuxian could no longer maintain his superficial calm, and asked with a trembling voice, "You hate me, but His Royal Highness treats you wholeheartedly. Do you want to stay away from him as well?"

Chen Heming really stopped, but before Wei Chuxian continued to play the prince's emotional card, Chen Heming looked over with a smile, but the star pupils that had made him intoxicated countless times were dark and dull, leaving only biting indifference, Seeing him flustered.

"Master Wei, you should know that the emperor doesn't like the power of the Wei family, and he doesn't even want the elder brother of the crown prince to succeed him."

"Since that's the case, how could I not choose the retreat route in advance. Look at today, the retreat route was found by myself."