Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

 A house somewhere in the county.

Yin Zhang's face was covered with black light and his eyes were sinister, "I didn't expect that lunatic to have a sweetheart. I wonder what would happen to him if something happened to his sweetheart..."

 Xiao Zhi's grief-stricken expression flashed through his mind, and Yin Zhang laughed, maniacally.

 Like a madman who has been ill for a long time.

He stood up quickly and straightened his clothes with one hand. When his eyes caught sight of the empty sleeves, he felt a bloodthirsty murderous intention.

 “Xiao Zhi!” Yin Zhang’s eyes were about to burst, “I will definitely make you regret it!”

When people saw the master's ferocious face, they hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to take another look.

 The young master is ill again.

Yin Zhang finished his illness and strode out.

His confidant asked cautiously, "Master, where are you going, but you need to prepare a car?"

“Bei, go to Zhuxi Village.” Yin Zhang’s voice was cold.

 The confidants are worried.

He hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, we are being targeted by Prince Xiao. If we confront him directly, I'm afraid..."

Yin Zhang suddenly stopped and looked at him intently.

The confidant felt the invisible black energy extending towards him, and it would drag him into the abyss if he was not careful.

He said with great desire for survival: "Young master, why bother to do it yourself? Wait until night when my subordinates will bring someone to burn down the house, and nothing will be left."

　　This person came up with such a bad idea to protect himself.

 The master and Prince Xiao faced each other directly, and they were definitely the unlucky ones.

 “Hahaha…” Yin Zhang laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

After a long time, he stopped smiling, patted his subordinate's face with a cold expression, and said in a cold voice, "Do you look down on me?"

The face of his confidant changed, and he knelt down in a hurry, anxious to show his loyalty: "Young Master is aware that my subordinates just want to share the Young Master's worries, and they must not dare to look down on the Young Master..."

Yin Zhang's eyes fell on him as if they were real, and the young man was so frightened that he sweatdropped.

After a long time, Yin Zhang looked away and said, "That's fine, I'll do as you say."

He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "First, tell the story about Prince Xiao falling in love with a peasant girl back to Zhongdu! I don't see how the aloof Prince Xiao can still be so arrogant and solitary with thousands of feet of green pines, and his soul and bones as graceful as the cold moon? "

The thousand-foot green pines are proud and solitary in the cold, and their spirits and bones are as beautiful as the cold moon.

 This is how people in Zhongdu describe Prince Xiao.

Before Yin Zhang broke his arm, he was a well-known talent in China. However, later, Prince Rong's son Shuda Duozhi's reputation spread, and who still knew about Yin Zhang?

No, he would hold a grudge.

 After having his arm cut off, he became a mortal enemy.

Although his confidants felt that even if the news was sent back to Zhongdu, it would not have much impact on Prince Xiao, the master was so paranoid that he did not dare to persuade him.

"yes."

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 That night.

 While sleeping, Shen Nian noticed a few smelly mice coming to the door.

She opened her eyes and put on her coat.

　　Opening the door, he swept toward the door as light as a swallow.

 Outside the Shen family door.

As soon as the people from the Yin Mansion revealed their purpose, they were kidnapped by Liu Feng and others and brought to Xiao Zhi.

The young man was dressed in black, with long hair tied high. He stood there with a handsome and cold appearance, his eyes were like a deep pool, and his temperament was alienated. Whenever those black eyes looked over, the person being looked at would always feel an inexplicable pressure.

“Long time no see, the Yin family’s dog.” Xiao Zhi’s voice was refreshing.

  Not very harmful, but very insulting.

 Six men in black sent by Yin Zhang: “…”

"It seems that you had known that we would come here, as expected of Prince Xiao." The leader said reluctantly.

Liufeng crossed his arms and said, "Who is my master? Who is your master? Isn't it that my heir apparent in Yin Zhang Gang is throwing an egg at a stone and not overestimating his own abilities?"

"There is a saying, how dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon? Your master is so ordinary and confident, he has no idea." Yin family: "..."

 What's there to say? !

Xiao Zhi was adjusting his sleeves slowly and was about to say something when he looked up and saw the little girl lying on the wall.

　　 is Shen Nian.

Her long hair was gathered up with a moonlight-colored hairband, her eyebrows were like green feathers, and her skin was like white snow. She blinked her eyes, and her pupils seemed to be filled with a handful of moonlight, beautiful and smart.

“Xiao Jinzhi, where did this gangster come from? Is it sent by that old witch from Zhongdu?”

Shen Nian adjusted his position and sat on the wall, with an angry look on his face.

"Old witch in Zhongdu? Who are you talking about?" Xiao Zhi didn't know why.

As he spoke, he walked under the wall, looked up at the **** the wall, and spread his arms slightly, "Come down, I will pick you up."

"Oh, hold on tight! Don't throw me!" Without waiting for Xiao Zhi's reply, Shen Nian jumped down from the two-meter-high wall with a sly smile on his face.

 Xiao Zhi's body moved slightly and the hem of his clothes was raised.

 The girl fell into his arms.

"Whose little girl is this? If she falls into my arms, she will be mine." Xiao Zhi's eyes were smiling and his voice was clear and smiling.

Shen Nian hugged his neck, looked at Xiao Zhi's cold and handsome side face, and reached out to poke his face.

 Liu Feng: “!”

The first guard felt his stomach bulging when he found that the Crown Prince had a doting and indulgent look on his face.

The assassin sent by Yin Zhang was so shocked that his eyes almost fell to the ground.

 …Is this really a person who draws his sword without saying a word?

Xiao Zhi put down his deep thoughts and said with deep helplessness in his tone, "Don't move."

 “Oh.” Shen Nian nodded innocently.

“Who is the old witch in Zhongdu you just mentioned?” Xiao Zhi said seriously.

Shen Nian glanced sideways at the Yin family's killer, "There were a few people before who came to my house to do bad things like these people today, and they were caught by Uncle Liu. Finally, we found out who was Princess Yu who sent those people here.

That old witch, Princess Yu, said that I saved someone I shouldn’t have saved and wanted to teach me a profound lesson.

Uncle Liu said he helped me solve the problem, but I don’t know how it went..."

Xiao Zhi knew that the Uncle Liu she was talking about was Duke Liu Guo.

 His thin lips parted slightly, "Why didn't you tell me?"

 “I forgot.” Shen Nian said confidently.

“…” Xiao Zhi pursed his lips, “Don’t forget to tell me in the future. I don’t want to be the last to know about everything.”

The extremely handsome young man stared at her intently and said in a clear and clear voice, "Is that okay?"

Shen Nian nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, I'll note it down."

 The Crown Prince's dark eyes were gleaming with dazzling light little by little.

Metal phase and jade quality, as clear as a god.

Shen Nian's eyes were shaken, and his tone was gentle and calm, "Xiao Jinzhi, do you know how people in our village call you?"

 The topic became unexpected. Xiao Zhi looked surprised and said uncertainly: "Mr. Xiao?"

 The girl blinked, "No."

 Xiao Zhi showed a curious expression in a cooperative manner, "I can't guess, Nian Bao, tell me, eh?"

Shen Nian's eyes were clear, "Young Master! Are you surprised or surprised?"

 Xiao Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

 The Fairy Prince?

He is not.

 He is a Shura who climbed out of the **** without deep thoughts.

As long as he can keep the person in front of him, he doesn't care even if his hands are stained with blood.