Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

He Lanxi was silent for a moment, and waved his hand for the secret guards to go down. As for Awu, who was studying the ink for He Lanxi, he finally saw the change in His Highness's expression this time.

The pen in His Highness' hand paused in mid-air for so long that a few drops of ink fell onto the rice paper, rendering the clean paper as if a black plum blossom had bloomed.

Oh, after taking revenge on the Seventh Prince and successfully pulling himself out of hell, does he want to run away again?

Sure enough, Zhao Xuan's words are always untrustworthy.

"Liar." Helan wrote the word "Zhao Xuan" on the paper in a flying voice, and finally put a big cross on it.

Then the pen was broken without any warning and there was a snap.

A Wu's face changed drastically.

He also said that he wanted revenge on the Seventh Prince and wanted a high position, but now he suddenly wanted freedom!

He Lanxi closed his eyes, and Awu, who was next to him, was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and pressed his head against the floor, not daring to take a breath.

For the first time, Awu suspected that his speculation might be wrong. His Highness...it was not that he disliked Zhao Xuan.

He even had a bold guess that His Highness might have developed feelings for Zhao Xuan, whether it was because of so many skin-to-skin kisses or because Zhao Xuan saved His Highness's life and hand in such a desperate situation. ..

In short, His Highness' feelings for Zhao Xuan are very complicated, so complicated that even he himself may have never figured it out.

He thought he hated Zhao Xuan...

But in fact, His Highness could not live without Zhao Xuan. His pride did not allow His Highness to bow his head, but emotionally... he was about to bow his head.

"Awu, why do you think he always wants to betray Gu? Gu has returned to a high position. What kind of power does he want that I can't give him?"

Aren't you still free by his side?

He did so many of the following things, but he never killed him, yet he still wanted to leave?

"Are you saying that some people are not well-familiar no matter how you raise them?"

He Lanxi's eyes were deep, the corners of his lips were curved, and he smiled strangely without a trace of a smile. As he spoke, he slowly crumpled the piece of paper with Zhao Xuan's name on it.

"No, that's fine. Gu originally wanted to torture him and kill him. Since he feels that life is too boring and comfortable, let him experience the magnificent life!"

"??" Why is the tone of His Highness's words different from before?

Every word of it gave people a feeling of fear, as if they were going to be skinned and cramped in the next second.

Ah Wu's heart almost jumped out of his chest now. Knowing too many secrets in the royal family is not a good thing.

Especially when the prince of a country actually has such a big problem as sleeve-cutting, he is not sure whether the moody highness will kill him in a fit of anger!

Awu's forehead was sweating, and the back of his clothes clung to his vest. The sticky feeling was really uncomfortable.

After a while, he heard the sound of a cold icy slag piercing his head, "Get up."

Ah Wu thought he was dead, but His Highness not only asked him to get up, but also asked him to continue studying ink.

A Wu, who had walked through the gate of hell and almost died, would not be proud of knowing His Highness's thoughts, but felt that his future was uncertain.

He had bullied Zhao Xuan a lot before. When he returned to the East Palace, although he didn't do anything to Zhao Xuan, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not his nose.

If His Highness realizes his intention one day, wouldn't the first thing he do is kill him?

With this thought, Awu felt more and more that the celebrities around His Highness were not so easy to do.

As expected, His Highness could no longer concentrate on reading the book. He always pinched his eyebrows from time to time, as if he wanted to sleep but was a little anxious.

Awu silently glanced at His Highness's broken pen again, and quickly looked away, not daring to continue looking, "..." Like a grumpy lion, now on the verge of losing his temper.

He Lanxi lasted less than a stick of incense, and in the end he could only hold back his temper, threw the pen away, and returned to the dormitory.

There's nothing you can do about it, they don't "empathize" too much with ordinary emotions.

But Zhao Xuan was so drunk today that it affected He Lanxi. He Lanxi himself didn't understand why he had such a big reaction and made him upset.

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When he woke up, Zhao Xuan, who had no memory of what he said when he was drunk, continued to live a carefree and happy life.

When He Lanxi heard the reports from the secret guards every day, his expression turned to ice and he became a little weird.

Sometimes he wonders if Zhao Xuan wants to cause trouble, and sometimes he wonders why he cares so much about someone who betrayed him?

In short, this happened over and over again, and his mood was up and down. A Wu, who was on duty next to He Lanxi, felt unprecedented dire straits.

Originally, he thought that after they moved out of that cold palace, His Highness would live a happier and more relaxed life, at least he wouldn't have to face Zhao Xuan.

It turned out that he was too simplistic. Without Zhao Xuan dangling in front of his eyes every day, His Highness's mood became increasingly cloudy and uncertain, and it was difficult to please him.

It happened that at this time, His Majesty was almost in good health, and he suddenly thought of He Lanxi and thought of "a kind father and a filial son."

He also called Zhao Xuan to inquire about political affairs every day, with an attitude of wanting to reuse He Lanxi. Anyone could see that an illness had kicked all the other princes out.

The ability of the newly cultivated third prince was weak, and the development of the seventh prince over the years was worthy of attention. However, due to the Sacred Heart's desire, the seventh prince had to calm down.

On this day, after the political affairs were discussed, His Majesty suddenly remembered that He Lanxi's birthday would be in a month, and it was time to arrange two or three concubines to serve him.

To avoid spreading rumors that He Lanxi doesn't like women because he has a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

For this reason, His Majesty, to show his importance and fatherly heart, specially asked someone to choose someone in advance.

He also called eight ladies from all good families and good looks to He Lanxi and asked him to choose.

If you like it, you can take them all away.

When His Majesty said this, there were the Third Prince and the Seventh Prince beside him. Their eyes changed subtly, and they looked at He Lanxi with eyes that could not hide their concern and fear.

This is just the standard for concubines.

The princess whom the father planned to choose for He Lanxi was either the prime minister's youngest daughter or the granddaughter of the imperial tutor.

Helan Xi's return this time was not only strong, but also attracted more people to follow Helan Xi. His position as the prince was more stable than before.

With His Majesty's favor and favoritism, who would support the seventh and third princes?

The Seventh Prince couldn't even sleep well. He was the one who pulled He Lanxi down in the first place. He felt that with He Lanxi's intelligence, he might have guessed that it was his handiwork.

With He Lanxi's methods, he will definitely come back with revenge, but the other party has been reluctant to take action. This feeling of putting a knife on his neck but not falling...

It's really annoying.