My name is General's Little Uncle

Chapter 83: Letter of Invitation

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Xiaobai rolled in the snow, sat up, tilted his head and looked at him with suspicion in his eyes.

Zhao Xu still wanted to run, but he could no longer move. A sharp voice rang in his ears: "Ninth Miss, how are you?" This damn eunuch had always been in his mother's palace, how could he not recognize his aunt.

He should have killed him, he should have killed him a long time ago.

Zhao Xu raised his head with red eyes, wanting to rush over and strangle him to death. Then he saw the eunuch, with a disgusting smile, shouting: "Su..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and a trail of blood splashed out and landed on the white snow in Meilin, red and strange. The girl who followed Zhao Xu closely was so frightened that before she could open her mouth, the sound was suppressed by a flash of knife in her chest. Until she died, she didn't know how she died.

Zhao Xu turned around and saw a tall and handsome man standing behind his aunt. He held two flying knives in one hand and held his aunt tightly with the other hand, forcing her eyes to face his chest.

General Yan.

Wei Yang was startled by Yan Gui's sudden action and tried to turn her head away, but her head was pressed tightly against Yan Gui's chest. Several dark shadows came over silently, and the corpse on the ground was quickly dragged away, covered with blood, and there was another beautiful scene of snow-covered and red plum blossoms in full bloom.

Yan Gui let go of her hand. Wei Yang looked at him in confusion and then looked behind him. Under the tree in front of them stood a handsome young man with black hair and purple clothes, who looked very impressive. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Xu'er."

My eldest sister’s only child, Zhao Xu, why is he here

Seeing the two people hugging each other, Wei Yang was crying and laughing. Yan Gui took a look and thought that this was a gift from him, so he resisted the urge to separate them. A figure flashed behind him, and a voice whispered: "General, the spies who were watching the prince have been eliminated, leaving only a small leader who is in contact with the capital."

"Well, keep him. We'll have to rely on him to send out news from here. If he's killed, it'll be troublesome to send someone over."

"Yes." The figure flashed away.

Wei Yang was hugging Zhao Xu and was so happy that she didn't notice the situation here. However, Zhao Xu didn't miss anything at a glance. He thought, this is the person that mother wants to win over for me? He is really capable and dares to kill even the people sent by the emperor.

General Yan, the Yan family army defended the country and never participated in party disputes. This was also the reason why his father, the emperor, dared to send him to Tuocheng. If he wanted his son to die, he only needed to say one word, and the Yan family would be the knife that stabbed him.

Why is it different this time? Could it be my aunt

"Don't stand here and talk, there's a pavilion over there." Yan Gui walked over, patted Wei Yang's shoulder, and pulled her away from Zhao Xu's arms without leaving a trace.

A twelve-year-old boy, even if she was his nephew or younger, he could not tolerate his woman lying in his arms.

Zhao Xu's eyebrows moved, as expected.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is greeted by your servant Yan Gui." When they arrived at the pavilion, Yan Gui bowed respectfully. This was the deposed crown prince, but he would also be the emperor he would assist in the future, so etiquette could not be abolished.

"General Yan, there's no need to address me like that. Just call me Xu'er like you are my aunt. There is no Crown Prince now, and it has nothing to do with me if there is one." Zhao Xu's voice was still childish, and he was thin. Standing with Weiyang, he looked like a pair of twin siblings.

"I dare not. Etiquette cannot be abolished. In my heart, Your Highness has always been the Crown Prince and that has not changed." Yan Gui respectfully brought Wei Yang to his side, but his attitude was extremely respectful.

This is Yan Gui's pledge of allegiance to the future emperor! If you gain something, you must give something. This has been the case since ancient times.