A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The gentle wind is swaying, the flowers are raining in abundance, the birds are jumping and singing on the branches, the water waves are lightly rippling under the mountains, the painting boats are flowing down the river, and the lingering sound of silk and bamboo echoes.

The expression of bitterness and hatred of His Highness Fifth was incompatible with the bright spring.

Shu Ange threw the empty quiver to the ground, took off the black iron bow on his back, and threw it into the grass together.

After he was relieved, Shu Ange walked to the fifth hall and lowered his body on his back: "Your Highness, Siniang will carry you back."

The expression of the gnashing of teeth of the Fifth Highness froze for a moment, and the facial muscles twitched comically.

"I can walk by myself, I don't need the aunt to carry me."

He blushed, endured the pain, strode forward, the calf bitten by the snake seemed to be pierced by countless needles at the same time, and he was sweating from the pain.

Shu Ange folded his arms, looked at His Highness Fifth, and said unhurriedly, "Your Highness's remaining poison has not been cleared, Siniang sealed your acupuncture point. If you insist on leaving, this calf will be abolished."

The Fifth Highness shifted his gaze to his calf, and was so frightened by Shu Ange's words that his heart almost stopped.

If he had his legs amputated, how would he ride a horse, how would he walk through the streets to admire flowers, and how would he play polo with others.

At that time, wouldn't the fifth son, with his distinguished status and outstanding appearance, become a laughing stock.

"Auntie, will my legs be chopped off?"

The Fifth His Highness asked pitifully, standing motionless on the spot, no longer daring to be brave.

Seeing him stop, Shu Ange bent down again: "Come up, Your Highness, let's go home together."

Afraid of becoming disabled, the Fifth Highness obediently leaned on Shu Ange's back. Although he was still a little shy in his heart, he was afraid that he would crush her small body.

It was really embarrassing for a big man to go down the mountain with a woman who was shorter than him.

Shu Ange steadily carried the Fifth Prince on his back, took a breath, and walked around the mountain forest to the sheep intestines trail.

The road was bumpy and bumpy. In order to prevent His Highness from falling, Shu Ange put him on his back, so that the burden would naturally be heavier.

Qinggong and Kungfu use skillful energy, while carrying a person actually carries more than 100 kilograms. In addition to the rugged mountain road, Shu Ange's journey is more difficult than fighting.

When going downhill, Shu Ange slid down, took a horse step in time, and stabilized his figure.

"Auntie, am I too heavy?"

The Fifth Highness leaned on Shu Ange's shoulder, sniffed the fragrance around her neck, and listened to the chirping of birds in the forest, her restless mind calmed down.

Those resentments were buried in the bottom of his heart, and it was rare for His Highness to care about Shu Ange, who was scolded by him in the past.

If there was no auntie, he would be disabled today even if he didn't die.

When he thought of the scene of being ridiculed after he lost his arms and legs, or disfigured his face, the Fifth Highness felt more and more that Auntie was really too powerful.

"Heavy, Fifth Highness, you have fat on your waist."

The fifth prince's cheeks suddenly burned up, he buried his face on Shu Ange's back, and said, "Eat more during the festival, but it doesn't weigh much."

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Shu Ange smiled. In the past, His Royal Highness was too arrogant. Today, he was frightened and looked like a half-year-old child.

The friendship between the two finally thawed, and the long-standing relationship like playmates was quietly mixed in with a bit of ambiguity.

Shu Ange didn't have too many expectations. The age and status of the two of them, as well as the vigorous and vigorous period between her and Xue Pinggui, were obstacles after all.

"I said, Fifth Highness, do I want to discuss something with you?"

His Royal Highness put his head out, wiped the sweat from Shu Ange's forehead with his hand, and asked, "What's the matter, Auntie?"

His movement of wiping sweat was very natural, and his tone was much calmer than usual. Shu Ange couldn't see the expression of His Highness Fifth, so he couldn't guess his mood at the moment.

"Can you stop calling me auntie, you can call me eldest sister, I'm not married yet."

Shu Ange said a word casually, and the fifth highness retorted the liar in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask: "Then big aunt, no, when will the eldest sister plan to marry."

With a big sister, Shu Ange burst out laughing, put the fifth prince on the ground, and wiped the sweat on his waist.

"Let me rest for a while, Your Highness, it's more awkward to hear you call Big Sister than Big Aunt. I'll call you Auntie in the future."

Shu Ange leaned against the tree, the wind blew her hair on the temples, the eyebrows cut the green feathers and the autumn water stared, and there was a bit of charm in the heroic air.

His Highness the fifth imitated her and leaned against the tree, staring at her face from the corner of his eye, as soft as the spring breeze blowing all the way to the heart.

"Auntie, do you think Xing Huwei will be in danger?"

Speaking of the guards who protected him from life to death, the Fifth Highness felt a little sad.

The **** smell on Shu Ange's body has not yet dissipated. The previous beasts and the sudden appearance of the strange Miao Jiang assassin made the Fifth Highness linger in fear.

Almost, just a little bit, he was going to be buried for that icy dragon chair.

Death is a too heavy topic, but being born in a royal family and having no father and son in a heavenly family is more affectionate, and the Fifth Highness must face these **** facts.

Shu Ange took a step forward, covered the eyes of the Fifth Highness with his hand, and said calmly: "Your Highness, some things are unavoidable. The court is not as stable as you think, and even the saint is not as powerful as you think. You Remember, Xing Huwei and the others are heroes."

She could feel that the eyelids under her fingers were trembling, and the fifth prince was in a bad mood.

But Shu Ange still moved his palm away and looked at the Fifth Highness: "The smoke of gunpowder has never ceased, and where you can't see, countless young adults, women and children, and children, driven by the powerful and separatist warlords, are forced into the torrent of war. For tired bones."

His Royal Highness was in shock. He opened his mouth and murmured, "The imperial court only won the battle last year, and the people of Chang'an City are quite peaceful..."

He didn't continue talking, and the Fifth Highness suddenly discovered that from birth to the present, he had been enjoying the glory that the fifth prince's status had brought him, but he had never thought about what to pay.

When faced with death, did those people, those soldiers, ever feel as desperate as he did?

His Highness the fifth looked desolate and fell into thought.

Shu Ange bent down again and motioned for His Royal Highness to come down: "It's almost time for the official road, Your Highness, let's go faster and report to the official in time, we can't let a person die in vain."

The Fifth Highness lay on Shu Ange's back and said in a heavy tone, "Auntie, I will definitely find out the real culprits and avenge them!"

Shu Ange lifted the Fifth Highness's body and looked at Guan Dao: "Your Highness is wise and martial, you can definitely do it."

After much effort, Shu Ange finally took His Highness to the official road and stopped a carriage by brute force.

(I'm so sleepy, I don't know if I can finish a chapter later)