"Thank you for saving me!" Huan Moche's blue brocade robe was in tatters, and even the bundle of black hair was scattered in a mess. His usual appearance like a modest son has now become indifferent and vicious. The folding fan has never let go.
Han Xuanhao, who was sitting next to Huan Moche, was better, but not much better. There were dark red bloodstains on his red robe, but compared to Huan Moche's injury, Han Xuanhao was obviously much better. Got a little skin injury.
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have followed!" Han Xuanhao said with regret in his tone.
This morning, when Han Xuanhao woke up, he went to the Prince's Mansion, but found that the prince was ready to go to court. When he was bored, he followed up, only to see Huan Moche got off the carriage and chased a woman with a serious expression. Xuan Hao thought for a while and knew that the woman must be the prince who needs to pay attention. Thinking that he couldn't enter the palace, he followed Huan Moche. Originally, Han Xuanhao's plan was to snatch the credit, but he didn't expect that if he didn't get the credit, he couldn't go to the prince to ask for the credit, and now he almost had an accident.
When Huan Moche followed Shang Qiange to a farmhouse, he found that Shang Qiange suddenly disappeared. When he was about to leave, he was attacked by dozens of people. In a remote place and assassination, Huan Moche ate one. Not a small loss. In the end, Huan Moche was seriously injured and escaped from the back mountain, and the masked men kept chasing and killing him. Just when Huan Moche felt that he was about to be seriously injured this time, a man in red fell from the sky. , saved both of them but also both of them were hunted down.
Now Huan Moche and Han Xuanhao are hiding in a mountain forest. Both of them are injured and have suffered severe physical loss. Head-to-head fighting is simply looking for death, so the two have been hiding in the dark. They need to live, not to mention If there is still one person in their hearts, they are even more reluctant to die.
Huan Moche couldn't sit still and leaned directly behind Han Xuanhao. The two leaned back to back to be vigilant and trusting each other.
Huan Moche looked at the moonlight and said with a smile, "Actually, if you don't save me today, then you will lose a rival in love. I can't see how you are actually a kind person!" When Xuan Hao was around, Huan Moche's mood was extremely complicated. In Huan Moche's cognition, the men around the prince would join forces when they met the prince's interests, but in private they all hoped that the other party would die one less.
Han Xuanhao looked at the crescent moon above his head and thought of the prince who was as cold as the moon. Han Xuanhao smiled evilly, his long and narrow peach eyes were slightly raised, with charming eyes, and his voice carried a touch of tenderness "No. I want to save you, but I know that even if you die today, there will still be other people in the future, instead of having another person next to the prince who makes me sick, it's better than you guys who are pleasing to the eye!"
Huan Moche was shocked, his peach blossom eyes widened, although he didn't look back at Han Xuanhao, his voice was still full of disbelief, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
Huan Moche felt that he must have heard it wrong, otherwise why would he hear that Han Xuanhao would not mind that there are other men by the prince's side, no, it's not that he doesn't mind, but that he accepts it. You must know that Han Xuanhao has a relationship with the prince. If he is anyone else, he will not let go, but Han Xuanhao is so generous. Is it because Han Xuanhao is too generous and open-minded, or if he falls in love with the prince, he will eventually in this way? What about yourself? Huan Moche asked himself, if it were him, what would he do.
Han Xuanhao raised his slender hand and wanted to approach the cold moon, but found that the moon that seemed to be so close was so out of reach. Just like the prince, even if they had the most intimate relationship, even if the prince lay beside him, he still felt that he was worried about gain and loss, unable to hold on to it, and the panic in his heart tormented him all the time, but then he slowly understood. , Shang Wuxin, how should the unintentional person be retained? Since he can't warm this unintentional person alone, then two, three... Since he can't keep the unintentional prince alone, let these men who are equally powerful and love the prince together keep the prince together. Although he was in pain, he was jealous of his possessiveness that made him want to kill, but it was nothing compared to losing the prince.
"Of course I know what I'm talking about, but do you know what I want? Is it a prince who needs to share but has a heart and love, or watching the prince go farther and colder until we can no longer be with us Left and right?" Han Xuanhao laughed even more wickedly, in fact, he hoped that Huan Moche would not accept it, so he really lost a rival in love, Han Xuanhao's voice was oppressive, "If you can't do it, If you can't see it, then keep your heart well and don't approach the prince, the deity does not want any variables around the prince, if the deity finds out that you have any harm, the deity will do his best to kill you!"
Huan Moche had to admit that he was frightened and pained when he heard what Han Xuanhao said. He knew better than anyone how the prince held himself. Although he had always hoped that the prince could one day find himself devoted to himself. embrace, but the more you understand and the more you get along, the more you deceive yourself. The prince's indifference is more terrifying than those who are already indifferent. Their coldness and cruelty are towards the enemy, but the prince is too cruel to his own body and his feelings. scary place. I am afraid that one day I will not have a place for the prince to use, and I will be abandoned or driven away. As a result, Huan Moche feels heartache and can't breathe.
There was no voice behind the person, Han Xuanhao laughed more and more evilly, give it up, give up the prince, so that there is one less person around the prince.
"Are you gloating about misfortune?" Huan Moche felt the excitement of the people behind him, and he laughed, even his voice, and after a while, Huan Moche stopped laughing, "Ah—it hurts! But like you said, compared to the pain of losing the prince, even if I share it, I won't let go! I just don't know if the prince will accept me even if I am willing to share it!"
Huan Moche is telling Han Xuanhao that he has compromised. Although Huan Moche is sad, although he finds it difficult to accept, because that person is the prince, all the impossible is possible, and all concessions are natural.
Hearing Huan Moche's words, Han Xuanhao flashed annoyance in his eyes, he was looking for trouble for himself, but even if he didn't bother these people, he couldn't drive them away. Thinking about Han Xuanhao, he let go of his jealous thoughts. Come down.
"Heh, it's better that the prince doesn't accept you, so that I will have more place in the prince's heart in the future!" Han Xuanhao sneered, "I helped you anyway, it's better for us to join forces in the future, if you know about King Qian, Not even a genius doctor, even that dull general Leng is not a good stalker, how can one person compete against two people?"
Huan Moche thought for a moment about his current situation and found that he was the worst of the few men, and the prince was also the one who was the most alienated from him. He thought that Han Xuanhao had already won the prince. As for his heart... He could clearly feel the prince. It is different for Han Xuanhao. Such a person will have a much better chance of winning if he joins forces with himself.
"Okay, then Mo Che is here to thank Brother Han!" Huan Moche's smile became softer and gentler. If there were any women here, they would definitely sink into such a smile.
Hearing Huan Moche's words, Han Xuanhao felt unhappy no matter how he heard it, he would not let others go if he was unhappy, "Yes, after all, I am the prince's first man, and it stands to reason that no matter who enters the prince's mansion from now on , I'm the boss, in other words, I'm the main room, you guys..."
Huan Moche's face was a little bad, is he a concubine? How could this name make him feel uncomfortable? But thinking that he still needs Han Xuanhao's help now, Huan Moche had no choice but to swallow the bad breath, and said to each other, "No matter what status, it is important to stay by the Prince's side!"
The two laughed at the same time, then at the same time restrained their smiles and their faces were cold and solemn. The folding fan in Huan Moche's hand detached and flew to one place. In an instant, there was a scream of pain, and Huan Moche jumped up and picked it up from the dead corpse. Pull out your own folding fan.
Han Xuanhao was even more dressed in red and drifted through the mountains and forests, and blood flowers appeared wherever he went. It was even more weird under the moonlight, but after a while, Han Xuanhao flew to Huan Moche's side. The bloody dagger was still dripping with bright red blood, and his long and narrow eyes were all excited. The excitement of a killer thirsting for blood.
Looking at Han Xuanhao's bloodthirsty appearance, Huan Moche frowned, "Calm down, we need to go back as soon as possible, otherwise the prince will be worried!" This is the difference between Huan Moche and Han Xuanhao. In a certain way, Huan Moche He is very shrewd and always sees the situation clearly and does what he should do, but Han Xuanhao is a lunatic and unrestrained. This is also because the two have different life trajectories and different experiences, so one is the killer in the rivers and lakes, and the other is the left minister of the court.
Han Xuanhao wiped the dagger in his hand dissatisfied, but also knew that he was no longer alone, nor was he the Lord of the Hanxing Pavilion who was not afraid of death. Looking at Huan Moche beside him, Han Xuanhao said with disgust, "Can I go?" He didn't want to go back alone, not even a man.
Huan Moche felt his body and found that it was really painful. He put the folding fan away and found that although it was painful, it should be ok to go back. Moreover, Huan Moche didn't think that Han Xuanhao was really helpless. If you save, you will not save yourself today.
"You only appeared after I suffered such a serious injury. To be honest, brother Han, did you do it on purpose?" Huan Moche looked at his embarrassed appearance and was so suspicious compared to Han Xuanhao.
"The first son of the capital is really smart! You are not the heart, I don't want a hero to save the beauty!" Han Xuanhao flew directly to prepare to go back, Huan Moche followed, and the two of them were very vigilant along the way.
It is already late at night, although Shang Wuxin is lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but there is no trace of sleepiness, the pair of peach blossom eyes will appear in his mind from time to time. A fearless voice from outside, "Prince, Young Master Han and Young Master Huan are injured!"