What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 1: Bloody Opening

"There are assassins!"

"Protect the prince!"

"Up there! Shoot arrows..."

There was a commotion outside the hall, and Wei Huai'en, who was soaking in the soup pool with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes, sat up from the edge of the pool with one hand, and grabbed the robe hanging on the rack with the other hand to cover himself.

She was not worried that the masters of the Tiger Guards Battalion would not be able to stop the so-called assassins. After all, they were personally trained by her uncle to be able to stand up to ten guards. The soldiers who fought from thousands of troops were naturally far better than the shady soldiers in the capital.

It's just that her "Prince" will "return to court" from the palace tomorrow, and those people will not let the "Prince" die unless they put the "Prince" to death.

With a deep voice, she told the palace servants outside the screen: "I'm all right, don't come in."

Ying Nuo, a member of the palace outside the screen, has long been used to the arrangement that the "Prince" doesn't like to be served closely after the Spring Hunt escort is injured.

So they didn't know that Wei Huaide, the dignified and benevolent Crown Prince of the Liang Dynasty, died of poisoned arrows three months ago.

And the "Prince" who is recuperating in the palace at this moment and will be able to recover in a short time is her twin sister, Princess Jiarou, Wei Huai'en, who has been replaced by others.

The clanging of swords and swords is still going on, Wei Huai'en is not in a hurry to wrap up his corset and dress neatly. He will return to the really dangerous capital palace tomorrow. She still wants to take a dip in this hot spring pool again, but she doesn't know. When can we have such a leisurely moment again next time.

The robe was loosely wrapped around her body, which was moistened by the heat, and her body was rosy and white. The leisurely posture of reclining on the couch beside the bed exposed the gully on her chest that had already started to develop, and absorbed the water dripping from the ends of her jet-black hair. Enter Xuefeng.

The sound outside the window gradually died down. Wei Huai'en just half-supported himself up and was about to return to the soup pool when two people broke the window and fell into the water. Instantly bloomed.

The servant put his sword back and turned around, looking like a monster lotus flower in the waist-deep blood-colored pool. The slightly raised eye ends and thin but bright red lips made Wei Huai'en, who had seen too many good looks, dazzled for a moment.

But...it's a pity.

Wei Huai'en stood up under the astonished eyes of the little servant, and while letting the palace servants who heard the noise standing outside the screen to greet the prince leave, he walked to the broken window and looked outside.

After confirming that there was no one there, he turned around and sat back on the couch, pointing his fingers at the waiter who was still dazed in the water:
"come on."

Only then did the servant withdraw his disrespectful gaze from looking back and forth at Wei Huai'en's face as if waking up from a dream, lowered his eyes and crawled out of the water, knelt down two steps away from Wei Huai'en and bowed his body, never daring to make any presumptuous moves.

"Kneel over here." Wei Huai'en leaned on his knee with one hand to prop up his chin, and beckoned to him with the other hand.The servant walked forward on his knees according to his words, and when he stopped a step away from her, she hooked the neckline and pulled him to her knees.

Even with his head down, he could still see a pair of small toes protruding from the hem of the prince's uniform. Even though his whole body was warning him of danger, he let her take the sword out of the scabbard at his waist unpreparedly. Little by little.

He didn't realize it at all, he just touched every inch of her skin with his eyes, breathing in her fragrance intoxicatedly.

His plan to make meritorious service by killing the assassin fell through, because the man in the palace was not the real prince at all, and because he broke the secret, he was about to be silenced.

But he couldn't feel the slightest fear of the coming death, just because this person was Wei Huai'en, whom he longed for and wanted to go to her side.He is willing to die at her hands, as long as she feels at ease.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The sharp sword had already scratched his neck, but he still knelt obediently in front of her, without even flinching instinctively.

Wei Huai'en suddenly felt that the face he glanced at just now was a little familiar, so he frowned slightly and raised his chin, carefully sizing up this bold guy who deliberately came to fight with the assassin in front of her.

"Slave...willingly..." He tried his best to suppress his desire to open his eyes and look at her, and gritted his teeth to control his urge to get close to her before he died.

He has to die, no matter why she is the prince, he will use his life to help her keep the secret.

But even in his dreams, he never expected to be so close to her, let alone be touched by her or questioned by her.After killing the assassin, the scene that turned around and ran into his eyes was vivid and fragrant, and it was a scene that he could see as soon as he opened his eyes now.

But he is not worthy to open his eyes, he is an eunuch, and he is not worthy to even look at his master.

Even if he is the only one who regards her as his master, even if she doesn't even remember that there used to be an ant-like existence in her life.

"Are you... Xiao Qi?"

Wei Huai'en's memory is surprisingly good. After thinking for a while, he matched this face with the slightly immature but stubborn face that pulled her skirt, knelt on the ground and looked up at her to swear seriously. .

Sure enough, Xiao Quan, who was quietly closing his eyes, was shocked, and his wide eyes met her gaze inconceivably.

"Your Highness, do you still remember me?" Xiao Qi put all the rules behind him, held one of her wrists with both hands, and even his arched back straightened excitedly, even more than Wei Huai'en, who was leaning forward. Even higher.

"It's me, I'm Xiao Qi, I'm Xiao Qi who was rescued by you that year..."

"Let go!" Xiao Qi's hand was still bloody, and after being ordered to let go, a circle of red marks was left on Hao's wrist.

He actually defiled her with his dirty hands?Xiao Qi quickly pulled out the veil from his body, but half of his body was soaked, and the only veil was not spared.

Just as he was sitting slumped and at a loss, not knowing what to do, Wei Huai'en stepped on his shoulder with one foot, sat up straight and looked down at him in a panic, and let out a chuckle.

"You're doing pretty well. It's only... three years, right? You've already been able to move around in the uterus,"

She tapped the tattoo on his inner servant with her finger: "If you stay in the palace today, the person who ran into your good show is my brother. According to his temperament, you will definitely be rewarded and even promoted by him." It is possible to get close to him.

But, how did you bring this assassin here from under the noses of the Tiger Guards? "

This is the only thing Wei Huai'en can't figure out, Xiao Qi's scheme may be able to win the trust of the real prince, but in her eyes, it is the most clumsy trick.

How could the majestic Tiger Guard allow a servant and assassin to fight outside the bedroom? Could it be that his martial arts were so high that even the Tiger Guard couldn't detect it?Wei Huai'en couldn't help but clenched his long sword tightly, even thinking of how he was about to kill just now, he couldn't rest assured.

A master who can lead a person into the dormitory, but also knows her secret, she does not accept this feeling of being out of control.

"When the servant made up the knife, he found that the assassin was not dead, so he secretly carried him around the window and threw him in. In fact, he had been shot in many places. If the servant was later with the sword, you would find the blood It came from elsewhere.

The slave didn't dare to let the prince really face the assassin, because the slave was only a superficial skill taught by himself, it was just a show. "

Wei Huai'en looked at the corpse in the pool, the water rushed through the holes in his clothes, and there were indeed several blood holes.

"It's quite a skill."

She put the long sword back into his scabbard. The blood on the side of his neck was not deep, but it still hurt a little when she touched it.

"I hurt you, go down and get some medicine."

"Your Highness!"

The strength on the shoulders became lighter, Xiao Qi hurriedly summoned up the courage to speak when she retracted her toes: "You promised the servant, do you remember?"

The stubborn eyes were the same as back then, when he also stared at her with the same eyes.

"Your Highness, please let me come to your side, this servant will serve His Highness heartily! I beg you!"

At that time, she just got angry in the prince's elder brother's east palace, and she didn't want to see the bad luck completely ruin her whole day's mood, so she casually pardoned the life of the little servant who still had hope for survival.

"I want the best, you understand?

Thinking of coming to my side, I will fight for it step by step, and climb to the position next to me bit by bit.

Maybe I'll help you, maybe you're on your own.

Just don't make your skin too ugly, I don't like it. "

"If the slave can climb up to His Highness, will His Highness leave me?"

He tugged at the hem of her skirt, which could already be called disrespectful.

But she remembered what she said when she quarreled with the Taifu just now: "If I am better than my brother, can I stay in the East Palace and attend classes together?"

The old matriarch did not dare to question her for her offensive words, but told her plainly that Yu etiquette was not appropriate.

So she stopped the palace man from trying to pull the little servant away, and leaned over to pull the hem of the skirt out of his hand.

"Yes, of course, as long as you are good enough."

"I will!" He lay on the ground looking at the back of her leaving, he even forgot to call himself, trying desperately to remember the figure he was willing to chase for his whole life.

"Oh, you're really interesting. What's your name?" She likes this reckless person, just like herself.

"Xiao Qi, my name is Xiao Qi."

That was the first time he and she met.

"Have you figured it out? I'm going to take a path that is not tolerated by the world. There is only danger to follow me. Are you not afraid of death?"

He was still as interesting as before, Wei Huai'en couldn't help retracting his toes, and grabbed his chin again.

"The servant is willing to go to His Highness's side. You must have a servant by your side, otherwise there will always be people who will be suspicious."

Although she didn't shy away from her baggy clothes, he still didn't dare to look at her, and even deliberately looked away.

Wei Huaien saw this, put his thumb on his lips and said lazily: "You want to be my servant, but you dare not even look at me?"

Her breath approached, but he couldn't avoid it, he could only let her see all the embarrassment and panic clearly.

He wanted to say something, but her fingertips just pierced into his mouth.

　Xiao Qi: She asked me to kiss her wrist, she has me in her heart!

　　Wei Huai'en: Sweetness can be given, although it is not necessary (wiping wrists).

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