The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

This memory caught Zhuyou by surprise. He put the bowl down, raised his head and said, "Men are always good at what they say."

Aya Qingxuan really didn't want to expose it.

Little guy, even if you are young now, you are still male.

"Whether it's a man or a woman, I just want you."

Before Zhuyou was like this, it was not that she had not experienced a straightforward confession, but it was the first time she had met someone like Ling Qingxuan who stared at him without any impurities and only spoke.

After thinking deeply, Zhuyou said solemnly, "Emperor, shouldn't you be..."

Just like kids, right?

"Huh?" Ling Qingxuan raised his hand to remove the grain of rice from his lips, "Is the palace very boring, it looks prosperous, but in fact it imprisons people like a bird in a cage."

Everyone in this palace seems to have more knowledge than the people outside, but in fact they have seen very little with their own eyes.

Her lips parted slightly, but Zhuyou never thought that she would have such a thorough idea.

"Emperor, don't you want to sit on the throne?" As smart as him, Zhu You instantly saw her thoughts.

The little girl said calmly, "It depends on the situation."

Of course, it's better to be flexible.

"Huh..." Zhu You laughed out loud, looking at her with even hotter eyes, "You are really special, Nangong Xuan."

The little girl lit her chopsticks and said confusedly, "Don't call me Nangong Xuan, call me...call me..."

Realizing that something was wrong, Zhuyou moved closer to her, "What's your name?"

I saw a blush on the face of the jade-faced emperor, her eyes were blurred, and the chopsticks wanted to aim at the person, but they swayed from side to side.

She can drink enough, how could she be drunk, but in the current situation, it is obvious that the original owner is drunk.

"Dear." After Ling Qingxuan said the last three words, she fell on the table.

Zhuyou didn't know why, so she brought out her teacup and smelled it, which contained a very high concentration of wine.

He put the wine glass down, "Su Xing!"

"The minister is here!"

Su Xing came out of his head from behind the curtain and sat beside Zhuyou obediently.

"As expected of the purified wine." Su Xing took a look at the teacup, shook his head and said, "Nangong Xuan's vigilance is so low, Your Highness, we really want to cooperate with her... eh!"

Su Xing's wrist was twisted, and he exclaimed in pain.

"Your Highness?"

When he saw Zhuyou's angry face, Su Xing was slightly startled.

He looked at the delicate fingers on his wrist that were turning white with force, and pursed his lips and said, "Your Highness, I know you are wrong."

Your Highness he...

Su Xinghan smiled to himself: "With the strength of the wine, His Majesty will sleep soundly."

He knew what Zhuyou wanted to be sure, and sighed, "It's really only wine, Your Highness."

Could it be that he is still poisoned?

When his wrist was finally released, Su Xing hurriedly stood aside, "Your Highness, what do you want to do with it?"

Zhuyou didn't want to pay attention to Su Xing at all at this moment, and he didn't expect that he would be so angry.

He raised his small arms and wanted to get Ling Qingxuan onto the bed, but he had the strength but was small, and the little girl directly pressed him to the ground.

"Hey, Your Highness." Su Xing wanted to reach out to help, but was stared at.

He had to stay 'beautiful' and watched Zhuyou clumsily prop up Ling Qingxuan.

The face that is close at hand is unparalleled, but with the softness of a woman, the long eyebrows, white and pink skin, and the faint cold fragrance looming, let Zhuyou not be able to tell whether the above is a man or a woman for a while. .

The softness in front of him made him feel a little helpless.

"Nangong Xuan?"

He tentatively shouted, the eyes of the person above closed lightly, breathing evenly.

There was no response, he raised his hand and pressed Ling Qingxuan's shoulder.

The little guy is so delicate, it won't be crushed.

Ling Qingxuan didn't faint at all, she just suddenly got up and wanted to see Zhuyou's reaction.

After much effort, Zhuyou moved Ling Qingxuan to the bed.

"Would you like to prepare hot water for His Majesty to wash?" Su Xing asked beside him.

"Su Xing."

"I'm here~"

Zhuyou: "Get out."

"But Your Highness, I need to protect you." The best thing to do is to stay close.

Seeing that Zhuyou was about to start, Su Xing had no choice but to shut himself out of the hall.

As soon as he left, Zhuyou stayed by the bed and gasped, too tired. If he was in his previous figure, he wouldn't be so embarrassed at all.

In a trance, he stepped on the low threshold beside the bed, leaned forward, and his thin lips just hit the delicate lips.

The cool soft lips made his heart stop instantly.

He got up suddenly, his ears were slightly red, and he stared straight at the person who didn't open his eyes.

He must be crazy. When his heart started to work again, he was so flustered.

"Nangongxuan, I can't be your queen, but I can be your brother. If you help me, I will help you find a sweetheart in the future."

After speaking, Zhuyou covered her with a quilt.

Aya Qingxuan:  …

It was covered tightly, as if to cover her to death.

Just a kiss, did you scare the little guy?

"Qiuqiu..." Ling Qingxuan whispered his pseudonym and waved his hand to hold him unintentionally.

Zhuyou couldn't shake it off, so she could only lie by the window and stare at her.

"Nangong Xuan..." Remembering the three words she just said, Zhu You repeated: "Dear."

What do these three words mean? Why did he call her this.

Seeing her brows stretch, Zhuyou called out again, "Dear."

After calling it a few times, it seemed to go smoothly.

Zhuyou poked her fair hand.

This hand is so beautiful, like a woman.

He couldn't help thinking that if Nangong Xuan was really a woman, she would...

He couldn't imagine that, according to the information he found and the royal family of Xi Tianchao, he would never be able to do such absurd things.

Silent, unknowingly, he clasped his hands, and he stayed beside the bed, feeling sleepy.

...

In the faint grass, the incense was scattered, and the man sat cross-legged on the ground like a ghost.

The Gu cup placed in front of him cracked open, revealing the corpse of the Gu worm inside.

"It's dead again."

The man murmured, his fingers moved slightly, and the silk thread smashed the corpse.

It was really an accident, no matter how close to the little emperor Xi Tianchao the Gu worm he trained would eventually die in the middle.

Could it be that the little emperor is also a strange person?

"Your Highness."

The dark guard knelt on the side and reported the situation of the official minister.

It was Zhu Ce who took out the Gu worms to play with them again. His pair of dangling eyes looked down on the dark guards, and his tone was displeased.

The news brought by the worms was much faster.

The dark guard's intuition was not good, and his neck was cold. He hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, Nangong Xuan will go to Qingxin Taoist Temple in the future."

The flicked silk thread was looming in his hand, and Zhu Ce said, "Is the place where the first princess of the Xitian Dynasty is located?"

"Yes."

Seemingly amused, the man smiled and said, "This is good news."

"Also, Your Highness, Princess she..."

Zhu Ce interrupted, "Just the child born by that humble servant is also worthy of being called a princess?"

The person he really wanted to find was the second prince, Zhuyou, who disappeared five years ago.