Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 343
Although the red scar is small, it can be seen that there is blood flowing.

Su Jiu subconsciously covered it.

Looking up, Xiao Tingchen's eyes were dark and intense, as if a storm was brewing.

She felt like he was going to kill someone.

She swallowed, "Well, fifth brother..."

"I won't kill you, what is Xiao Jiuer afraid of?" Xiao Tingchen bent his peach blossom eyes, and hugged her shoulder affectionately, "It's going to snow soon, it's cold outside, Xiao Jiuer will return to Heting soon."

Su Jiu glanced at him hesitantly.

This guy is so easy to talk now?

She left suspiciously.

Xiao Tingchen turned around, intending to enter the room to change clothes.

Before stepping on the steps, Xie Rongjing's voice came from the low wall: "Hey, I heard what you said. The dog prince dared to bully my family Su Xiaojiu, damn it! You are going to seek justice for Su Xiaojiu, and bring Come on me, how about it?"

Xiao Tingchen was disgusted, "Since when did Su Xiaojiu become your family?"

"Oh, we will always be a family in the future, brother, don't be so alien!"

"Ha ha!"

……

It's snowing late.

In the large study room of the Xu Mansion, the charcoal fire has already been ignited.

A man in a bright yellow four-claw python robe stood by the window with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips, as if he was still reminiscing about the girl in the evening.

A middle-aged eunuch with a white face and beardless appearance appeared behind him, "Your Highness, the ceremonial vehicle is ready and you can leave the city at any time."

"Wu Song, that girl named Su Jiu is very interesting."

"There are many interesting girls in the world, and Su Jiu is just one of them. The crown prince is the one who is going to rule the world, so don't be fooled by random flowers."

Yuan Xu looked sideways, "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Wu Song bowed his body, "I dare not."

"She is very smart, and I like smart people. Lu Jiaoyi is not on the same level as her at all. If it wasn't for Lu Guogong's face, and because of Lu Jiaoyi's clumsy temperament, I would be willing to take her to the south of the Yangtze River? ! An idiot talking about a dream!"

"Your Highness needs smart people around, but it is very troublesome to control smart people. The so-called emperor's art—"

"You mean, I can't control smart people?!"

"Slave dare not..."

"Hmph!" Yuan Xu turned around, and stepped out of the study with a cold face, "This time, you don't have to follow when you visit Sikong Chen in the mountains!"

The moment he stepped out of the study, his cold face instantly turned into a smile.

He turned to Su Runmo who was standing under the eaves, "Su Qing is back? It's just right, let's go with me to see the emperor's teacher. I haven't seen old Mr. Sikong for many years, and I really miss you."

Su Runmo said yes with a smile.

In the study room, the little eunuch nervously packed the tea set, "Master, His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like to listen to your preaching, so you just say a few words, why make him unhappy for nothing? He is unhappy, and it's hard for young people to do things!"

Wu Song didn't take it seriously.

Slender and thin hands were hanging on the side of his legs, a palm-sized red-haired spider slowly climbed up the back of his hands with its eight slender legs dancing.

He held up the red-haired spider and looked at it, "The prince is young, so our family has to take care of it. Those few words of truth may not be just for the prince. As long as someone hears it, it will always show that our family is loyal, right?"

The little eunuch was simple-minded, "But master, don't you really follow the prince when he enters the mountain? If there is an assassin, how can those ostentatious Eastern Palace guards be able to stop him?"

"Of course we have to go," Wu Song hid the big spider in his sleeve pocket, "If the crown prince dies in the south of the Yangtze River, the one from the palace, the one from the Zhao family in Jinling, will hold our family accountable..."

The cold wind blows open the carved windows.

His figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)