Before Shang Wuxin left the palace, she received a note with only two words "Be careful!"
With a smile, Shang Wuxin crushed the note with her inner strength. Being in her position, that day was not cautious, and when was it not vigilant, Shang Wuxin thought about it carefully, and seemed to know that it would be easier to be with those men.
"Participate in the Prince!" Before the crumbs in the palm of the hand were blown away by the wind, two men came across from the opposite side. Seeing Shang Wuxin's salute without being salty or indifferent, the posture with his nostrils pointing upwards seemed to be born with his eyes. grow on the head.
Shang Wuxin saw that these two were the two grandsons of Duke Qing, and they were also the pillars of the future of Duke Qing, but it was a pity that someone as sophisticated as Duke Qing had such a brainless grandson. Sooner or later, the government will be submerged in the long river of history.
Nodding slightly and walking forward, the two Shang Wuxin didn't like it at all. But I don't want some people even if you ignore them deliberately, but arrogantly think that you can be lawless, these two men are the best among them.
"Prince, I heard that a beautiful and beautiful woman has come to the Xingxing Pavilion recently. I wonder if the prince is interested in coming with us to see?" A fair-skinned man invited Shang Wuxin. Although the Xingxing Pavilion is a brothel, the officials of the court are also happy to go there. After all, there are several men who are not good-looking, and everyone knows it well.
Shang Wuxin smiled evilly, "No!" Such an obvious Hongmen banquet, Shang Wuxin really had no interest, but Shang Wuxin's refusal did not stop the two of them, but blocked Shang Wuxin's progress. His hands were slightly curled up, and the killing came to his mind.
"Prince, don't be in a hurry to refuse, you must know that the beauty is really beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she is, she can't compare with the men around the prince, right?" The two said one by one, "Is there really something unspeakable for the prince? , or a good man, if the prince likes the minister, he will definitely find some handsome men for the prince?"
Something wasn't right, Shang Wuxin could clearly feel the aura of violent plundering all over his body getting stronger. She has killed too many people, and she has long been infused with blood in her bones, but she has always been well hidden. Now, she is tempted by two ignorant men to kill people regardless of driving. Shang Wuxin restrained her desire to kill while searching for the cause of the matter.
The two kept approaching Shang Wuxin, Shang Wuxin's sharp fingernails kept clasping his palms, but the nails pierced his palms, but they didn't stop. .
"The two of you are really loyal, but it's not something that a courtier should ask if you want to marry a man or a woman, or do you think you can cross this palace?" Shang Wuxin took a few steps back and was about to leave. Sure enough, he felt that the urge in his heart disappeared a lot. .
"You!" Finally, the two men were a little impulsive. Although they were only the sons of Duke Qing, who would dare not show their face when they went up to the court and down to the common people, even the former princes tried their best to please them when they saw them, but Now the prince is so disrespectful to them. What they hated most was that they were just a courtier and not a prince, but thinking of Grandpa's plan, the two of them endured their anger.
Shang Wuxin blinked his eyes, Yun Gong suppressed the anger in his heart, but found that his throat was sweet. Although he felt that his anger had gone down a lot, he also suffered some internal injuries. .
"Go away!" Shang Wuxin shouted sharply, ready to lift his footsteps.
How could the two men let the prince leave so easily? Grandpa clearly told them to make them angry with the prince. If the prince did something to them or had a dispute with them, then the grandfather would have a way to join the prince.
"Prince..." The two were about to say something, but they found that there were even groups of women from the official family coming from there. The two looked at the prince and then looked at the ladies who knew what they couldn't do now. Deliberately angering the prince so many people prove that they themselves can't do well.
"Participate in the crown prince, I've met the two princes!" A total of more than a dozen ladies and gentlemen saluted very cautiously. Whether it was the prince or the two direct sons of Duke Qing, in the capital, the ladies were all men who wanted to marry. .
Seeing these women Shang Wuxin was not bored for the first time, but relieved. It was really good that he couldn't use these women as a shield now. He quickly eased his face, and asked with a bright smile, "I wonder what is going on with the young ladies who entered the palace?"
Several women saw that the prince who gave them a look on weekdays actually asked them something, and the prince was really handsome and not like an ordinary person, even Lord Zuo Xiang was not as delicate as the prince. They all blushed.
A woman scrambled to answer, her voice was soft and weak with a hint of hooking, "It's the second princess who recently invited us to embroider in the palace. son!"
"It turns out that there are many rules in this palace and the roads are vertical and horizontal. This palace still has important things to deal with, otherwise it will be like this. Let the two sons of the prince's mansion send a few young ladies to the palace of the royal sister, and the two sons are afraid of it. I haven't seen Huangjie for many days!" Shang Wuxin suggested, directly portraying a gentle prince to the extreme.
The two men wanted to refuse, but the women were very happy to give the gift, "Then thank you two young masters!" Although it is a pity not to be with the prince, but the two sons of the prince's palace are not bad, everyone. The woman's mind is alive.
Looking at this situation, the two knew that they couldn't refuse, and they felt a little flirty with so many beauties.
Watching everyone leave, Shang Wuxin's footsteps were a little messy, and after some internal injuries, Shang Wuxin's already bad body seemed to be even weaker, but apart from the messy footsteps, Shang Wuxin was the same as usual, not even his face. Pale, none of the eunuchs and guards who saluted along the way noticed that something was wrong with the prince.
As soon as he walked out of the palace, he saw Huan Moche's carriage parked there. It seemed that he was about to leave. Shang Wuxin's footsteps quickened a little. , Some of the guards at the gate of the palace were a little surprised. They didn't understand what the prince was going to do when he rushed into Lord Zuo Xiang's carriage, and some even showed some ambiguous smiles.
Huan Moche took out the folding fan when someone got into the carriage, and when the person entered the carriage, the folding fan was placed on the neck of the person, but Huan Moche didn't think that the person who got into the carriage was actually Shang Wuxin, and hurriedly Retract the fan.
"What happened?" Huan Moche immediately put Shang Wuxin in the carriage and sat down, but when he saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Shang Wuxin's mouth, like a red line, Huan Moche panicked. .
"Huan Lun, go back to the house immediately!" Huan Moche's voice roared with rage. As soon as he heard the illusion of driving a carriage outside, he knew that something was wrong. He knew very well what his son's temperament was. Now he can be so nervous that he must be the prince. What happened, the fantasy didn't dare to delay the horse rope and waved the carriage, and the earth quickly went to the Prince's Mansion.
Huan Moche hugged Shang Wuxin, his right hand pressed against Shang Wuxin's back, and a steady stream of internal energy swam in Shang Wuxin's body, sweating profusely and kept asking, "Where is the injury? Let me see, let me Let me see!"
Although Shang Wuxin was a little uncomfortable, it was not a matter of life and death. He took off Huan Moche's right hand, which was consuming internal energy, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "It's okay, just suffered a slight internal injury!" Because the whole body was a little weak, Shang Wuxin had to rely on Huan Moche. .
Mingming was worried to death, but at this time, Huan Moche knew that it was not the time for him to ask too much, but it was clearly who in the palace could hurt Shang Wuxin, Huan Moche was distressed and worried.
As soon as he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Huan Moche picked up Shang Wuxin and rushed towards Ye Yizhe's courtyard. Everyone in the Prince's Mansion, who looked a little crazy, panicked, for fear that something really happened to the Prince.
Ye Yizhe was in his room at this time looking at the ledger from all over the world, but he didn't want his door to be kicked open. unintentional. Ye Yizhe stood up with a "thumb" sound, left and ran to Huan Moche's side to catch Shang Wuxin's pulse with his fingers.
"How is it?" Seeing Ye Yizhe frowning, Huan Moche followed closely.
"Put Xin'er on the bed first!" Ye Yizhe said. When Shang Wuxin lay down on the bed, he took out a Qingxin Pill and fed it into Shang Wuxin's mouth. Looking at Shang Wuxin's face, it wasn't too bad. , Ye Yizhe also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xin'er is suffering from a kind of distraction. If someone who has no killing in their heart smells this kind of thing, it will be fine, but if someone who has killing in their heart smells it, they will become irritable, and a random provocation will not be able to control their own killing. This is because Xin'er has endured, and used her internal strength to suppress it, but she has suffered from backlash. It's easier for her to cultivate for a while!" Ye Yizhe said, and then took out a jar of ointment and handed it to Huan Moche, "You give it to me. The medicine in Xin'er's hand, take it lightly, I'll decoct the medicine!"
Huan Moche took the ointment and sat beside the bed, spread out Shang Wuxin's hand and saw the bloody palm.
"Bring it here, I can apply the medicine myself!" Shang Wuxin said indifferently, as if there was no pain in the palm of his hand. The skin in her palm saw the pale flesh inside, but Shang Wuxin didn't even change her expression, but she didn't know how distressed Huan Moche was with her appearance. He would rather Shang Wuxin grin with anger and pain like a living person, than to be so numb, as if he was accustomed to such injuries.