Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Chapter 49
"His Royal Highness is not like a child."

Yuan Huaili stood in front of Yici, his eyes fell on the blackened tree trunk struck by lightning.

Yici gathered the collar around her neck, and yawned lazily, her voice was immature, but very nice, sweet, "Children of the poor have long been home."

Yuan Huaili: "..."

In this world, she is the only one who has the least qualifications to say that she is poor.

The most favored princess of the Dagan royal family, she owns the fiefdoms of seven counties in the south, and her annual "Tang Muyi" accounts for one-fifth of the national treasury.

To put it bluntly, this "Tang Muyi" is the tax paid by the fief, but it does not need to be turned over to the national treasury, and it is completely owned by the princess. It is called "for the princess to take a bath."

Thinking of this, Yuan Huaili became a little stunned. He recalled his own deduction, the royal family expropriated and extorted money, and finally broke down with civil riots, but...

Yuan Huaili looked at Yici, the little girl's small face was already startled, and when she grew up, she would be worthy of this 'beauty of the world'.

Excessive taxation...

Yuan Huaili couldn't tell for a while, he thought, if such a passionate person appeared in the world, he would exhaust all the treasures in the world, and being able to keep her is already a gift.

In the world, where is it worthy to have her as an embellishment?

He was stunned again, how could he...be possessive of a little girl?
How could his mind be so dirty?

Besides, he should have watched her and Dagan's demise with cold eyes.

Yuan Huaili fled in a hurry, but stopped the moment he pushed open the door of the box, a white long sword suddenly appeared in his palm, blocking his way out of the door.

That was... his natal sword.

The white long sword vibrates its body, and the blade keeps probing in the direction of Yici.

Yuan Huaili understood what it meant—to kill her.

Killing her who would become his demon.

Yuan Huaili closed his eyes, tightly gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and murmured softly: "I can't, I can't..."

"She's just a child."

It was his unclean thoughts.

It's his fault.

The long sword was full, and the white blade turned crimson in an instant, and black lines spread from the hilt to the blade, almost covering the blade.

"Reluctant?"

A teasing voice sounded behind Yuan Huaili.

Yuan Huaili's figure, which was gripping the sword hilt tightly, stood there stiffly, motionless.

The long sword vibrated twice, then disappeared without a trace.

Yuan Huaili turned sideways slowly, revealing that calm face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, his face like a banished fairy is now a little paler, which makes people feel distressed.

"Why didn't Mr. Yuan make a move?" Yici yawned, his dark eyes were covered with water vapor, his eyes were sleepy, and there was a smile in his voice, "A soft heart is the most fatal flaw~"

Yuan Huaili was as calm as if nothing had happened, "What action? Do you want to continue to rest, Your Highness?"

Yici didn't bother to expose it, "It's nothing, I don't want to sleep anymore, let me go for a walk with me."

Yuan Huaili didn't speak, just walked over silently, packed up Yici's cloak, Mrs. Tang and other things, and accompanied Yici down the teahouse.

The long street is bustling with everything, and the sun is warm with cold frost and snow.

"Young master, it's not my bragging rights. As for the Spring Festival couplets of our family, the quality can't be said! Besides, our family has a scholar master, who is definitely expected to be a high-ranking official in the future! You, if you can't afford it, you can't be fooled!"

The bloated hawker is thin and thin, but full of smiles and vigor, holding red Spring Festival couplets in his hands and selling hard, making people feel a little bit younger!

Li Jiudu and Shen Yanshu looked at each other and hit it off immediately, "Boss, come ten sets!"

In fact, these things do not need them to purchase at all. With His Majesty's love and affection for His Highness, these things are contracted by the palace every year.

Although they know it, they also want to buy some, not for anything else, just want to have more flavor of the year!

"Okay! Let's wrap it up for you young masters!"

The peddler smiled even more, wrapped up the Spring Festival couplets swiftly, and handed them to the servants behind them.

"Cousin!"

"Cousin!"

The childish voice became more and more urgent.

They followed the voice and saw a young man in a blue robe who was half the height of a man, followed by four servants. The servants were tall and full of aggressive aura.

"Cousin!" The chubby young man in the blue robe ran towards Shen Yanshu with steam on his face, "Cousin! I'm coming to the capital with my parents!"

Shen Yanshu nodded politely, without any other emotions.

In contrast, Shen Yanshu's indifference was in stark contrast to the enthusiasm of the young master in blue.

The young man in the blue robe was not discouraged, his two big black eyes were full of curiosity, he looked up and down Shen Yanshu, "Cousin, I heard mother said that you have become the princess's male favourite, is it true?"

"..."

Shen Yanshu wanted to refute, but couldn't say anything.

But an inexplicable shame and anger rose from the bottom of my heart. The outside world, even his closest parents, did not hesitate to recognize him as His Highness's male favourite.

"Cousin, my mother said that you are so lucky that you can eat and drink without worrying about your face!"

Shen Yanshu remained silent, his fingers tightly clutching his robe, his fingertips turning white.

"Cousin, why are you silent?" The blue-robed young man tilted his head curiously, "Did the princess beat you? My mother said that if you are disobedient, the princess will beat you. Is it true?"

Shen Yanshu's voice was sticky, but he retorted without hesitation, "No, Your Highness...you have a very good temper."

My heart became more and more bitter.

The clamor in his ears was amplified, but he could only feel the boundless shame.

"What, are you done shopping?"

Yici's lazy tone sounded, bringing back the thoughts of those who were standing still, and even dispelling the lingering humiliation.

"Your Highness..."

Shen Yanshu called out in a low voice, his calm face was stained with grievance.

Hearing this, Yici raised his eyes to look over, and fixed his eyes on the young master in blue robe, his whole body was so fierce that people dare not look directly at him.

"The person who bullied the hall?"

The young man in blue robe stood awkwardly on the spot, shaking his head vigorously, wishing to shake his brains out, "No!"

"Shen Yanshu, tell me."

Shen Yanshu was stunned, lowered his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, he didn't bully me."

Yici doesn't like to worry about these trivial matters, she looked at Yuan Huaili, "Is there a restaurant nearby, let's go eat something."

The blue-robed young master was completely ignored. After Yici and his party left, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes that should have been innocent were covered with a layer of haze.

a long time.

"Holy Son, if you don't get rid of this variable, leave it to me."

"The future of Shangzhou cannot be compromised."

After whispering, the haze in his eyes dissipated, and the young master in blue robe suddenly fainted.

At the end of the year, no matter how bitter and cold the years are, looking back on how difficult the year was, and welcoming the new year, all smiles are sincere.

It's like, a jar of bitter soup medicine, all you need is a sugar to comfort you.

In the last few days of the end of the year, the Princess Mansion is extremely deserted. The "little sons-in-law" are sent home to celebrate the New Year, and the servants also take turns to go home to celebrate the New Year. After a few days, only the secret guards and some servants without family members are left in the Princess Mansion. Stay in the house to take care of.

Outside the princess mansion, Yici hugged the gold-encrusted lady Tang, and was dozing in the six-carriage carriage. The opposite was Yuan Huaili, and the two of them got into the palace carriage together without disturbing each other.

Inside Yanle Palace, the warmth is lingering, the fragrance of flowers is light, and the rare jewelry is displayed, which shows its great favor.

"Sister, today is the day when Princess Zhaoyang enters the palace." Wang Meiren held Yuan Linglong's hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, full of helplessness, "Oh!"

"Why is my sister sighing?" Yuan Linglong was wearing a pink palace attire, and the original gentle Jiangnan atmosphere was worn away a lot, and the noble arrogance was added a lot.

"I don't know about my sister's first year in the palace." Wang Mei said humanely, "Generally, for a few days before and after every new year, His Majesty will never step into the harem. I heard that it is Princess Zhaoyang who forbids it."

Yuan Linglong froze, "Why? No matter how much you love Princess Zhaoyang, you can't let her..."

She suddenly got stuck, remembering the absurd incident of "choosing the little son-in-law in the birthday palace".

(End of this chapter)