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

The fragrance of flowers was intoxicating, the sky was bright, and the Fifth Highness's heart trembled, as if his head had been smashed by a heavy hammer.

He always thought that the eunuchs and courtiers who recommended him so much were because of his status as the son-in-law and because of the royal family behind him.

The **** reality was more cruel than imagined. His Highness was dizzy, and his face was white to transparent, as if he was standing in the ice and snow in a single shirt.

The sympathetic eyes of the people in front of him made the Fifth Highness feel ashamed, and he said with difficulty: "Auntie, what if I don't want to be a puppet."

The young body trembled with anger. His Royal Highness was like a small beast, trying to defend himself with his teeth and claws in the face of heavy malice.

His counterattack was so weak that Shu Ange couldn't bear to take heavy medicine, but she still said it.

"Your Highness, this is not up to you. Your life and death are up to you. Whether you can become a prince and sit in that seat is up to you. This is a competition for power, and the princes are just marionettes."

If such evaluation of the royal family spreads out, it is definitely a crime of deceiving the king.

But Shu Ange said it so lightly, and smashed his Fifth Highness's already shaky self-esteem again.

He looked at Shu Ange blankly, a deep sense of powerlessness that made him not know what to say.

"--I really can only be like a puppet, waiting for arrangements."

There was a thunderstorm, and lightning zigzagged past, and after a while, the fine spring rain fell.

The rain soaked the clothes of the Fifth Highness, and it ran down his temples and cheeks. He described it as extremely embarrassed, but he did not mean to avoid it.

The sound of the rain, the thunder from time to time, is like a drifting current situation.

Shu Ange took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, took a step forward, raised his wrist, and gently wiped the rain off his face for the Fifth Prince.

Her eyes were firm and focused, and her movements were gentle and considerate.

"Your Highness, in this world, as long as people live, hope will never disappear. Nothing is absolute. Do you want to break free from the **** of fate?"

Her voice was low and hoarse, with a strange contagion, and the Fifth Highness subconsciously held her wrist and murmured: "Is it really possible, Auntie, can I control my own destiny?"

The rain washed the beautiful face of His Royal Highness Fifth, and a rare "I" character expressed his hesitation and helplessness at the moment.

Shu Ange freed his wrist from His Royal Highness's hand, leaned over and picked up the sword lying in the mud.

The blade of the sword was clean and shiny under the rain, and the gems inlaid on the hilt shone brightly.

Shu Ange took a step back, the sword in her hand swam like a snake, her figure was as fast as a ghost, and the flowers and trees withered where the sword pointed.

Different from the way His Royal Highness vented, Shu Ange's sword did not touch those flowers and trees at all, they were cut off by the fierce sword wind.

After a hearty sword dance, Shu Ange put his hand away, looked at the Fifth Highness and said word by word, "Your Highness, do you want to be a sharp sword, or do you want to be a sword holder."

The Fifth Highness replied almost without hesitation: "Although the sword is sharp, if there is no sword holder, it is only a piece of copper and iron, even if it is cut like mud, it is useless."

Shu Ange nodded approvingly, and threw the sword on the ground. The entire sword, except for the hilt, was not in the soil.

"His Royal Highness, Siniang is willing to be a sharp sword in your hand and help you become a sword bearer."

The rain was still falling, the Fifth Highness raised his head, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the lightning bolts looked like a dragon.

"Can I?"

His Highness Fifth's voice was very soft, and Shu Ange's dazed expression made Shu Ange angry.

"I just want to be an idle king."

His voice was choked, and the circles of his eyes were red, but the tears were abruptly held back.

"Auntie, I want to be the prince, I want to revive the Tang Dynasty, I don't want to be a puppet!"

His Royal Highness threw the promise sonorously and forcefully, and the crystal rain dripped on his eyelashes, like tears.

From the moment he made this decision, His Royal Highness No. 5 was no longer that simple-minded and fun-loving Fifth Young Master.

He will move towards the prince of the Tang Dynasty, towards the road of the future Jagged Emperor.

Shu Ange opened his arms and hugged His Royal Highness No. 5 in his arms without refusing to refuse, and gave him a hug: "Your Highness, you will become a king praised by all the people, but before that, you will experience the ups and downs of life."

The spring shirt is cool, this is a cold hug.

For some reason, the Fifth Highness did not reject him at all, but instead had an inexplicable impulse.

He raised Shu Ange's chin and pressed his lips hard, turning all his anxiety and excitement into aggressive kisses.

Shu Ange did not reject His Royal Highness, there was only a thin layer of veil between power and lust.

The awakening of His Royal Highness was long overdue, but not hopelessly late?

After the lingering kiss, Shu Ange's cherry lips were slightly swollen, and the fifth prince put his hands on her ears and said softly, "Auntie, you are so ugly and so old, so..."

So what? Shu Ange couldn't hear the second half of the sentence, because the Fifth Highness didn't say anything at all.

He loosened her ears, and the sound of the rain gradually faded. The fifth prince wiped his face with his sleeve: "Auntie, what should I do?"

The corners of his eyes were raised, revealing a faint smile, and the whole figure was like a pearl just taken out of the box, showing a lustrous light.

"It's very simple, if Your Highness believes in Siniang, Siniang is willing to help her with all her might, and teach Her Royal Highness the techniques of emperors to settle down."

A woman's tone is so arrogant and unreasonable, if it were another person, I am afraid that she would not be able to hold back her killing intent.

But the Fifth Highness did not hesitate, and simply nodded in response: "Okay, Auntie, please give me more advice in the future."

The rain stopped, and the Fifth Highness sneezed a little.

"Your Highness, change your clothes first. Today we will start with Sun Tzu's Art of War."

Shu Ange's words made His Royal Highness's smile freeze in the corner of his eyes: "Let's start today, why don't you pick an auspicious day?"

"Your Highness, today is the auspicious day of the zodiac."

The Fifth Highness nodded sullenly, and swore by himself that the mountains of swords and seas of fire would also break through.

Shu Ange's crown prince development plan has officially started, but in the eyes of outsiders, it's a different story.

Palace Maid A: "His Royal Highness has become more and more playful these days, and he has been inseparable from the Fourth Lady for almost a moment."

Second maid of the palace: "Fourth lady is really lucky. If I can also make a contribution to the rescue, I will definitely ask Your Highness to take me as a concubine."

Maid A: "Bah, you girl, you are so shameless."

Shu Ange heard a lot of rumors in Fuzhong, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

The more playful His Highness the Fifth became, the more satisfied those who tried to push him as a puppet emperor, the more satisfied they would be with him, and the more they would do their best to push him onto that chair.