I was taken by the boss of the enemy camp [Transmigration Book]

The next day, Guan Haihai, who woke up from his sleep, just opened his sleepy eyes, and before he had time to greet the new day refreshed, he saw his own son squatting in the corner with a face full of resentment.

"woke up?"

Guan Xiaoxian looked at the radiant Guan Haihai, and twitched the corners of his mouth. With that cheeky smile and two big dark circles under his eyes, his whole face was full of decadence.

Seeing Guan Haihai's puzzled face, Guan Qingxian sighed, really speechless.

So many things happened last night, he and Fuxi... No, he himself was scared out of his wits, but Guan Hai didn't notice anything.

At this time, Guan Xiaoxian truly felt that ignorance is bliss!

"Since you're awake, sit down and let's talk."

After Guan Xiaoxian finished speaking, he patted the open space beside him, his face gloomy, obviously there was a long speech waiting for Guan Haihai.

Hearing this, Guan Dahai was taken aback for a moment, and after sitting down to follow his son's words, he realized that he had involuntarily listened to Guan Xiaoxian's words. He immediately gave a dry cough, and forcibly established his father's majesty with a straight face.

Guan Xiaoxian glanced sideways at him, but ignored him.

He has long seen through the nature of this father who is strong outside but can do nothing, and now he can't feel afraid, not to mention that he has more important things to talk to him about.

Guan Dahai: "What's the matter, tell me!"

Guan Xiaoxian sighed, raised his eyes and looked quietly into Guan Haihai's eyes, staring at Guan Haihai until he felt uncomfortable, and then he asked what he had been thinking about for most of the night:

"What do you think, how about we find a backer for the imperial dining room?"

Guan Dahai stayed for a while, then turned to look at Guan Xiaoxian, and said:

"Are you crazy?"

"...Can't you hope that I will be better?" Guan Qingxian was a little discouraged at this moment, but in order to live a safer life in the palace in the future, he mustered all his strength, and he was bound to win Guan Haihai to the same front. , so Guan Xiaoxian explained patiently, "I just think that the imperial dining room is too prone to accidents. You see, I let you go home with me, but you are not happy, so what can we do if we don't find a backer? Come here every time. a cell?"

"What's the matter?" Guan Dahai waved his hand casually, "Anyway, there is nothing to lose if you enter the cell once!"

No loss?

Dare to feel that he and Fuxi were tied up and threatened for half an hour last night, it was Qiao Xie who was making trouble there!

Guan Xiaoxian was almost driven mad by the innocent-looking Guan Haihai. He turned around and slapped the iron bars on the prison door for a while. After venting his desire to beat up his father, he straightened his clothes and sat back in front of Guan Haihai.

Guan Qingxian smiled slightly, and coaxed Guan Dahai:

"Even if it's not for safety reasons, it's not bad for us to find a backer, right?"

"Yep."

Guan Haihai, who took all of Guan Xiaoxian's actions into his eyes, agreed, but his mind was not on Guan Xiaoxian's words. At this moment, he was frowning, full of worry——

Why are you so irritable?Are you... stimulated?

That's right, this is the first time the child has experienced such a thing, and it's inevitable that he can't stand it. After going out, he still has to enlighten him, so that the child will be strong in the future.

Thinking about it, the loving father Guan Hai nodded firmly.

Guan Xiaoxian didn't know what was going on in Guan Dahai's mind at all, seeing him nodding in agreement, he raised the corner of his mouth and nodded in satisfaction.

Now that Guan Dahai has agreed, he can proceed to the next step——

Hug the Eighth Prince's golden thigh!

When it comes to finding a backer, is there anyone in this world who has more advantages than him?

Who is the final winner of this world?he knows!

Who is the brother most valued by the winner in the end?he knows!

What did the last winner go through before ascending to the throne?He... Although he didn't know everything, at least until the day of Yuanshen's death, that is, before the Double Ninth Festival three months later, he knew everything about what happened to the Eighth Prince!

At this moment, Guan Qingxian couldn't help but she was so excited that she chased the book "The Power of the World" that tears welled up in her eyes.

Looking at the dark prison cell, imagining the grand plan in the future and leading the entire imperial dining room to the pinnacle of life, Guan Xiaoxian couldn't help grinning silly, and shouted in his heart:

Thighs, here I come!

-

In front of the heavily guarded gate of the dungeon, Qiao Xie, the commander of the imperial army, stood on the high steps.

Not long after, the Eighth Prince Jing Xi appeared not far away, hurriedly walked towards this side, and in a flash came to Qiao Xie's side, and before he could stand still, he asked:

"Josh, where did you get the news?"

Last night, Qiao Xie sent someone to secretly pass the news to Jing Xi. Early this morning, he guessed that the other party would come into the palace, so he stood in front of the prison door and waited.

It's just that Qiao Xie didn't expect that Jing Xi's reaction would be so great.

It seemed that what the little cook said was true.

Qiao Xie's eyes flickered slightly, and he only asked, "What did you find out?"

"You definitely don't know!" Jing Xi took a deep breath, with a more serious expression on his face, and he said, "I asked Furu who was next to the mother concubine, and she said that the maid named Furuo was really strange. Ruo Ben was a rough envoy from Zhilan Palace, but a few days ago, she caught the attention of my mother and concubine by chance, so she was promoted to be a maid serving in the room. In just a few days, her popularity overwhelmed her personal court lady If Furuo can only flatter and flatter, it’s fine, but the dressing and hair are all fine, and the service of my mother and concubine is more delicate than Furuo. How can a rough envoy do this? But every time my mother and concubine ask her , she has a way to deal with it."

"From this point of view, this Furuo is really suspicious."

"That's right." Jing Xi nodded, and then asked Qiao Xie, "What are you going to do next? My mother and concubine like Fu Ruo very much now, if you rush into Zhilan Palace to take someone, she will have to blame you."

After finishing speaking, Jing Xi saw Qiao Xie frowned, showing a malicious smile, his scalp tightened, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart:

"Hey, why are you looking at me like this? Don't you want me to catch people for you again?"

"How could it be!" Qiao Xie was full of surprise, "Your Highness has such an honorable body, how can a humble position dare to work for His Highness? It's just that although I am in charge of the imperial army, it is not convenient for me to set foot in the harem, let alone when it concerns the imperial concubine. You have entrusted your hope to His Highness..."

"I dont go."

Jing Xi put on a gesture of refusal, turned around to leave, but Qiao Xie stopped her by pulling her sleeve robe.

Qiao Xie patted Jing Xi's shoulder and said:

"Borrowing someone, borrowing someone! You are not allowed to arrest someone. Your Highness, is it not easy to borrow a palace servant from Zhilan Palace for me?"

Jing Xi was tortured so helplessly by him that she couldn't pull out her sleeves for a while, so she could only look at Qiao Xie reluctantly:

"Why do you have to do these things for you every time?"

"Master National Teacher's whereabouts every night for the past three months." Qiao Xie stared at Jing Xi with dark eyes, and when he saw the other party turning his head to look at him instantly, he opened his mouth and broke the other party's words with just two words. Mental line of defense, "I have."

After finishing speaking, the old god Qiao Xie let go of his sleeves on the ground, and the moment he withdrew his hand, Jing Xi grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

His Highness the Eighth Prince's eyes were burning: "Brother, did you lie to me?"

Qiao Xie smiled secretly: "You can wait to ask me this question after you meet the Master of the State Teacher Yuexia."

Jing Xi's eyes lit up, and she quickly said "deal" as if she was afraid that he would regret it, then turned around and rushed towards Zhilan Palace in a hurry.

Qiao Xie glanced at Jing Xi's leaving back, turned around and walked into the dungeon with a smile.

-

When Guan Xiaoxian and the other three were released from the dungeon, it was nearly dusk.The jailers didn't say a word of gossip, but urged them to leave quickly.

In fact, without the jailer's urging, the three wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Guan Xiaoxian followed behind Guan Dahai, and couldn't wait to step out of the prison door, and hurriedly walked to the gate without the jailer leading the way.

When he passed the torture room, he caught a glimpse by chance, and a sober color came into view. Guan Xianxian was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look, and saw a slender woman tightly tied to the wooden stake that had tied him and Fuxi.

Guan Xiaoxian's eyes fell on the woman's lotus root pink palace skirt, and after a while, moved up again, and finally stopped on the woman's face.

It was a too young face, not much older than Fuxi.

But unlike Fuxi, the little palace maid's big eyes rolled around, looking at the blood-stained instruments of torture on the opposite wall, and her tense face revealed her nervousness.

This scene flashed before Guan Xiaoxian's eyes, and he wanted to watch it again, but his eyes were blocked by the dark stone wall. The jailer behind him pushed his shoulder, and Guan Xiaoxian took a mechanical step.

During the next not too long distance, the little maid's immature face kept swaying in front of Guan Qingxian's eyes.

Thinking of the cruel punishments that he and Fuxi almost encountered, Guan Xiaoxian felt a little uncomfortable. He suddenly felt that he was sorry for that little palace lady, even though she knew that she might not be as innocent as she appeared.

"Hey. Stupid?"

A teasing joke came into his ears, Guan Xiaoxian raised his head and saw Qiaoxie who was standing in front of him raised his lips, smiling as if he had satisfied the wickedness, and gently waved a hand in front of Guan Xiaoxian towards Qiaoxie.

Guan Dahai stood aside, stopped Qiaoxie, pointed to his head apologetically, and whispered to everyone:

"Commander Qiao, don't provoke Xiao Xian anymore—he's almost scared out of his wits in prison!"

"...Father, maybe I was scared stupid." Guan Qingxian said with a blank face, and when he said a certain word, he deliberately increased the volume, and continued, "But I'm not deaf."

"Ah, this, ahem..."

Guan Dahai rubbed his hands in embarrassment, but no one answered for a long while.

Fuxi lowered her head and shrank behind Guan Xiaoxian without saying a word.

"Okay, I'm busy with business, so I won't see you off." Qiao Xipi looked at Guan Qingxian with a non-smiling smile, "I'll come back when I have a chance."

"..."

Is this pervert fighting him?

Guan Xiaoxian curled his lips, anyway, he had confronted this person so many times last night, it would be too late to curry favor at this time——

What's more, as long as he can grab the Eighth Prince's thigh, it won't be a matter of minutes to trip Qiao Xie? !

So Guan Xiaoxian got fatter, and in front of everyone, he waved his hands arrogantly, and smiled like a flower at Qiao Xie:

"Commander Qiao—see you back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Xie's expression darkened suddenly, his brows were furrowed, and he shouted violently:

"Grab it!"

Suddenly there was the sound of the imperial guards drawing their knives.

"Fuck!"

Guan Xiaoxian shuddered, turned around abruptly and ran quickly, just as he scrambled down the stairs, he suddenly heard Qiao Xie's hearty laughter behind him.

Guan Xiaoxian's face froze, he turned around and jumped to curse:

"You are sick!"

Qiao Xie laughed and waved his hands, then turned and walked into the dungeon.

The guards in front of the prison door put the half-drawn steel knife back into the sheath without looking sideways, without moving a step.

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