Fast Travel Counterattack: Rescue the Villain BOSS

"squeak--"

Ye Chuyang, who was standing on the roof aboveboard and eavesdropping, heard the mouse's cry, and when he looked back, it turned out to be a white mouse.

It was covered in blood, and it looked like it had done something bad before.

Ye Chuyang didn't have time to ask, so he raised his wings and put them to his mouth, signaling the white mouse to keep quiet.

The white mouse trembled in fright, shrank into a ball cowardly, and curled up at Ye Chuyang's feet.

Strange to say, this white mouse, as Yuan Daoyi's strange beast, was not only not afraid of Yuan Daoyi's master, but also dared to climb on his head to do his best.

Of course, climbing to the top of his head to do his best was only successful once, and it was when Yuan Daoyi was sleeping.

Then he was beaten severely.

But this guy didn't change his nature, he just remembered Yuan Daoyi's hatred, and punished him in different ways.

It is not afraid of anything, except Ye Chuyang.

Mingming Ye Chuyang didn't do anything, after returning to the palace, he kept his parrot appearance most of the time.Although some birds are natural enemies of mice, parrots are not.

The white mouse didn't know why, but was afraid of him.

Not only afraid of him, but also like to be close to him.

Ye Chuyang was baffled by such a contradictory attitude, but Yuan Daoyi became jealous, and usually guarded against it tightly.

Seeing that it didn't make trouble, Ye Chuyang cast his gaze to his feet again.

He quietly removed the glazed tiles from the roof. It happened to be a cloudy day today, with no sunlight shining in. The people in the palace did not notice a bird peeping overhead.

The palace is getting more and more boring, he can only find fun for himself, and the most conspiracy in the palace has become Ye Chuyang's favorite gossip to watch in his spare time.

Recently, he has been watching the plots of the Eighth Prince and his mother Rong Guifei.

This eighth prince was born one or two hours earlier than Yuan Daoyi. Concubine Rong Gui was charming, she was an authentic Jiangnan woman, her personality was gentle and considerate, she seemed to be the most indisputable in this palace, but in fact her gentleness was her weapon.

The emperor liked her gentleness very much, otherwise she would not have become a noble concubine.

After the emperor fell ill after returning from the autumn hunt, Yuan Daoyi was not the only one who was worried about the emperor's death. All the princes had their own jokes behind their backs, including the eighth prince who seemed to have no ambitions.

The other princes of the right age each had their own ambitions, and they made no secret of it. In the court, the ministers lined up brilliantly.

There is only the eighth prince here, who recites poems and paints all day long, and even married a girl who is as gentle and virtuous as his mother to be the prince and concubine.

Moreover, he got married early, and most of the older brothers did not have concubines. This marriage was something he begged hard back then, and he really cherished it after marriage.

It's like keeping your ears out of the window.

It's a pity that none of these can be hidden from Ye Chuyang's eyes. After all, no one will guard against a bird day and night.

"...Is this the Dengxian you brought back?"

Concubine Rong was doing her makeup in front of the mirror. She was wearing a gauze, the apron inside was faintly visible, and her fair and slender legs were hidden under the gauze, which could not be covered at all.

She was wearing a bellyband and a tulle over it, holding a comb, and combing her hair slowly. It didn't look like she was meeting her son, but rather like meeting a lover.

There was a small white porcelain bottle on the dressing table, and the powder contained in it was Dengxian that Concubine Rong was talking about.