Xie Zichen's words made the prince silent. He frowned and thought for a long time, and said a little uneasy: "You said that Wei Lan belongs to the emperor, so he put Wei Lan on the side of the third brother, wouldn't it be..."
"Prince, don't worry," Xie Zichen's voice was flat, but it became the prince's greatest comfort at this time: "You are the prince, if you don't go on business, no one can destroy you, so the most important thing for your highness now is not to make mistakes. "
"It doesn't matter if the fault is yours, or someone else put it on you." Xie Zichen looked at the prince quietly, and the prince slowly calmed down. After a long time, he said: "Yes, the prince is alone. Father and emperor can't do anything about it. Moreover, Gu's grandfather is the Duke of Zhenguo, Gu is not a prince with nothing."
"The top priority," Xie Zichen withdrew his gaze, and said slowly, "The most important thing for Your Highness is to plump up your wings. I don't need to talk to Wang Xi. Huan Heng will not be His Majesty's person, but he can be His Majesty's ally; and Ji Shao and Lu Chen love love affairs and are not good at making money, but they are very prestigious among the students, and they are also talents if they are used well. The one who should pay the most attention now is Lin Che."
"Lin Che?"
"Lin Che is the eldest son of the Lin family of the empress's mother family, that is, the third prince's cousin, and now he is reading with the prince, what is the prince's plan?"
As he said that, Xie Zichen looked at the prince, and continued: "Win or suppress, what is your Highness's plan?"
"You..." The prince was a little embarrassed: "What do you think?"
"If you can't be my minister, then kill him." Xie Zichen said lightly, the prince's expression turned serious, and he suddenly felt that the night wind in the waterside pavilion was a bit cold.
"Your Highness, you don't need to think too much." Xie Zichen looked at the waterside pavilion, his eyes were calm: "The prince only needs to give his ministers people and money, and to be a worthy prince, everything will be done by his own ministers."
"Gu gave you money, if you find out, isn't it also Gu's crime?" The prince laughed mockingly: "Why are you talking about a virtuous man?"
"I have a lot of shops, Your Highness might as well ask people to visit more." Xie Zichen took out a list, handed it to the crown prince, and said lightly, "Some of these shops have recruited some people to do chores all the year round. Doesn't Your Highness have some friends in the dark? ?”
Xie Zichen was asking him for a secret guard.
The prince understood immediately. He took the list and put it in his sleeve, nodded, and said calmly: "I know."
The two saw Wei Lan walking towards the waterside pavilion from a distance, and Xie Zichen followed without a trace. When Wei Lan saw him, she swept her eyes away and saw the prince in the distance. She bent her eyebrows and cupped her hands and said, "Brother Xie, the lake view just now is so good." ?”
"What do you think?" Xie Zichen said lightly, and Wei Lan walked towards the waterside pavilion together with him, the two of them seemed to have been walking together for a long time, chatting about trivial matters, just as they stepped into the waterside pavilion, Huan Heng yelled "Alan! "He rushed over directly, then stepped on the hem of his clothes, and fell directly in front of Wei Lan in the shape of a dog eating shit.
Wei Lan's heart ached at that moment, she quickly squatted down, helped Huan Heng up, and looked at Huan Heng's beautiful face.
Fortunately, the face is not bad.
Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "Why are you so reckless?"
"Happy!" Huan Heng raised his glass, obviously drunk, and shouted: "Alan is here, Heng, happy!"
Wei Lan couldn't help but soften her heart with such a straightforward expression.
She raised her hand to wipe the ashes on Huan Heng's face, and said gently: "Get up, and take you back."
As he said that, the prince stepped into the water pavilion, saw the messy place, sighed and said: "Why do you drink like this? Come on," said, the palace people filed in, and the prince ordered: "Everyone Send the young master back to the yard."
The palace people came forward one after another and pulled up the people who were still struggling to drink. Everyone else is fine, except for Huan Heng, who can't hold back when he is playing drunk, and said to Wei Lan: "I only want Ah Lan to help me! Don't touch me, let me get out of the way!"
Wei Lan was a little funny, but she really didn't dare to help Huan Heng at the moment, who knew if he would play a drunk maniac and do something like hitting his chest and tearing his clothes? So she folded her hands in her sleeves and watched with a smile as everyone pulled Huan Heng.
Huan Heng is a general who practiced martial arts, where ordinary courtiers can't hold him back, he broke away in a few moments, and stumbled towards Wei Lan, Wei Lan smiled and said nothing, seeing that he was about to come to her, Huan Heng Looking at Wei Lan with a smile, he said, "Alan, I'll come..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Zichen, who was standing beside him, was caught off guard and slashed down with a knife in his hand. Huan Heng rolled his eyes and fell down. Wei Lan and the prince looked at Xie Zichen with some surprises. Said lightly: "Carry it away."
After finishing speaking, he bowed to the prince and turned to leave. Wei Lan smiled with the prince, then caught up with Xie Zichen, waved her fan and said, "Even Ah Heng can be knocked out with one palm, Fourth Young Master Xie is good at martial arts."
"Learned swordsmanship since childhood, and my father kindly did not dare not to be good at it."
Xie Zichen opened his mouth lightly, and couldn't help but recall, in fact, this should have happened in his previous life.
As a bastard, he also expected to be cared for when he was young. Father invited the famous sword Li Xun to teach his second brother, and he secretly learned from behind. He is smart and works harder than others. At such a young age, he not only can write well, but also can dance well with swordsmanship. However, all these excellences are nothing more than a humble wish of a child. I hope his father can do more. look at him.
But such a simple wish has long been buried for many years. In this life, he worked hard to practice swords, but he just knew that after many years, the great Chu will be full of wars, and he is likely to be sent to the The battlefield, just prepare for it.
The expression on his face was calm, but Wei Lan seemed to feel the change of this person's mood inexplicably. She turned her eyes to look at Xie Zichen, tapped her palm with a small fan, and lowered her eyes.
"Zichen," she said slowly, "Sometimes I feel that if you are not so strong, you will be much better."
"What do you mean, son?" Xie Zichen was a little surprised. Wei Lan turned to look at him, her eyes were full of pity: "If the minister doesn't have the world at heart, Lan would like to become a big tree to shelter the minister from wind and rain, and protect the minister's well-being for the rest of his life."
She spoke so earnestly and touchingly, if she was a woman, she would have been moved long ago.
Rao Xie Zichen already had a certain resistance to her crazy words, but he also felt that Wei Lan was saying these words from the heart, and he couldn't help being a little touched. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Your Majesty loves you!" .”
"However, my son, don't worry." Wei Lan smiled heartily, turned her head to look forward, and said slowly: "My son has the ability of a virtuous minister, and he has a good heart, and Lan is just feeling regretful, and didn't think much about it. "
Xie Zichen nodded, and responded with a low "Yeah."
The palace servants supported the drunk young masters and slowly overtook the two of them. The two of them strolled through the forest. After all, they drank wine, and when the spirit of the wine came up, they lost a lot of twists and turns. Xie Zichen couldn't bear it for a while, and said directly: "Yes Did His Majesty tell you to go out?"
Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "How?"
"Then what is the son's plan?" Xie Zichen looked up at Wei Lan: "You really only intend to be a pair of eyes?"
"Then what about the Fourth Young Master Xie?" Wei Lan couldn't help laughing: "You really only intend to be a knife in the prince's dark place?"
"Thank you for being so smart, Fourth Young Master," Wei Lan slowly unfolded the folding fan in her hand, and a thin blade suddenly popped out from the top of the fan, shining brilliantly under the moonlight. Wei Lan raised her hand and turned the folding fan. Under the moonlight, the folding fan twirled like a dancing girl, and then fell firmly into Wei Lan's hands. Wei Lan raised her head and looked into Xie Zichen's eyes, and said slowly: "Don't you know the reason why the cunning rabbit dies and the lackey cooks it?"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen slowly smiled.
There was a mockery in his smile, cold and beautiful. Wei Lan's heart beat suddenly. The person in front of him is like a poppy flower in full bloom for a moment, with a thrilling beauty, but extremely dangerous.
Wei Lan couldn't help feeling a little dry for a while, but she recalled the promise between the two of them. She was a person who kept her promise. She said that if she didn't hit him in the future, she wouldn't hit him again, so she opened and closed her small fan, Stiffly, he looked away and looked aside.
Xie Zichen has always been dull about these things, and he didn't know what Wei Lan was thinking, so he said coldly: "So, why don't you help me, my son?"
"Huh?" Wei Lan stopped and looked at Xie Zichen, who also stopped, with a calm expression on his face.
There is no need to say anything later.
There is no capable minister who does not want to kill his master, if that master is not obedient.
Putting himself in the position of a hunting dog was simply because Xie Zichen had no choice. How can a bastard get to that position quickly without resorting to extraordinary means
The night wind blew slowly, and Wei Lan watched Xie Zichen quietly.
After a long time, she couldn't help laughing slowly: "What is your reliance on, thinking that I, as a son, will throw away the olive branches extended by all parties and accept you as a bastard?"
As she said that, Wei Lan lowered her eyebrows and looked at the small fan in her hand: "Even if the subject has kindness to my Changxinhou Mansion, the kindness is not repaid in this way."
"I can marry Wei Hua," Xie Zichen said calmly, "In three years, I will become the jewel of the Xie family, and I will come to propose marriage at that time. In this way, can you rest assured to form an alliance?"
Wei Lan didn't speak, she raised her head inch by inch, her eyes were cold.
Xie Zichen frowned. Marrying Wei Hua was the fastest way he could think of to bond with Wei Lan. He never thought that Wei Lan would show such an expression.
And Wei Lan's heart is also broken.
Why do one and two always want to marry Wei Hua! !
However, she couldn't show this kind of collapse on her face, she could only pretend to be angry, and said coldly: "I will not turn my sister's lifelong happiness into a political bargaining chip. I, Wei Lan, stand upright and want to give my family a safe place. I will never do such a thing that is no different from selling a girl!"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen was silent for a moment. If he had a younger sister whom he loved, he would probably feel the same way. He immediately understood Wei Lan. Thinking of Wei Hua's appearance, he raised his head and said solemnly: "I will treat her well. Let her be well-clothed and well-fed in this whole life, treat her like a jewel in the palm of her hand, and never take concubines, you What do you think?"
Wei Lan twitched her eyes, feeling that the person in front of her probably couldn't understand her words, and said angrily, "My sister's marriage is up to her to decide. If you have the heart to form an alliance, don't try to make her idea!"
Xie Zichen didn't speak, and was thinking seriously, Wei Lan snorted coldly, cupped her hands and said: "Brother Xie, think about it slowly, Lan will leave first."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and hurried back to the house. As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he saw Ran Mo and Xie Tong standing at the door like two door gods. Ran Mo immediately greeted him and said excitedly, "Your Excellency!"
Wei Lan felt restless and shook her fan. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a screen standing on the bed, separating the two sides of the bed. Wei Lan twitched, pointed at the screen and said, "What is this?!"
"My son," Ran Mo proudly followed, and said in a low voice, "This way you won't have to share the bed with Xie Zichen!"
"Is it interesting to deceive yourself?" Wei Lan said coldly: "And it's just a common bed, so I can't count it as sharing the same bed. Even if I don't want to be famous, I will marry someone after four days. Taking a step back, it's not the one who suffers. Me, what are you doing with this thing?"
"Uh..." Ran Mo said cautiously: "After all, you are a..."
"Withdraw for me!"
Wei Lan said in a cold voice: "It's so awkward, what does it look like! If you do this kind of thing again in the future, you will go back to the frontier!"
Hearing this, Ran Mo immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and removed the screen when he thought of those big bosses in the frontier fortress. Wei Lan had a headache, and felt that if Ran Mo did a few more abnormal things like this, Xie Zichen should pay attention.
The more frank you are, the easier it is to deceive, Ran Mo.
Thinking about it, she shook her fan and said lightly, "Get some water."
"Is it time for Fourth Young Master Xie to come back?"
Ran Mo subconsciously opened his mouth, and Wei Lan looked at him coldly: "They are all men. Doesn't Xie Zichen take a bath in my life? He is not a pervert, so why don't he still watch me take a bath?"
"Oh." Ran Mo immediately nodded and went to fetch water. After filling the water in a while, Ran Mo put down the curtain of the compartment, watched Wei Lan walk into the room behind the curtain, and guarded the door nervously.
Even if it is a man and a man, Da Chu still pays great attention to privacy, so the bathroom is divided by a thick curtain, and a screen is set up. Still feel extremely nervous.
It wasn't long before Wei Lan took the bathroom when Xie Zichen rushed back. As soon as he got back into the room, he heard the sound of water, he frowned, Ran Mo was still feeling nervous, when he saw the other party turn around and leave, and sat down in the courtyard.
After Wei Lan finished washing, she changed into a loose robe and came out. Now she shares the bed with Xie Zichen, and she can't take off the breastplate and Adam's apple at night.
I don't know if the breasts will never grow bigger
Wei Lan came out barefoot, Ran Mo followed behind her, hugged her waist-length hair with a handkerchief, and wiped it carefully.
When Xie Zichen walked in, he happened to see Wei Lan just out of the bath. The fair skin was slightly reddish, the wet hair was loose, and although the loose clothes were tightly covered, they made people even more imaginative, and couldn't help but think about what kind of beauty lay beneath the clothes.
She was sitting on the edge of the couch, with her legs crossed, flipping through the book in her hand, standing in dyed ink and wiping her wet long hair, water droplets flowed down her neck into her clothes, and she didn't know where it went.
She didn't wear shoes and socks, and her small and shiny feet were exposed from under her clothes, like the tips of little lotuses, which made people feel fascinated.
Xie Zichen forcibly moved his eyes away from her, suppressed the emotion in his voice and said to Xie Tong, "Prepare water."
Thinking, before Xie Tong left, he strode out, held Xie Tong down, and said in a low voice: "Cold water."
Xie Tong gave him a strange look, and seeing that Xie Zichen didn't seem to explain, he nodded and turned to leave. Xie Zichen stood in the corridor for a while, took a few deep breaths, and then turned back to the house.
Wei Lan was still reading, Xie Zichen learned his experience this time, instead of looking at her, he went back to his desk, sat down on his knees, and finally said what he had been thinking about for a long time: "If Miss Wei and I are sincere If the two love each other, then Wei Shizi will not stop him?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan's heart skipped a beat. She raised her head and frowned tightly. Seeing Xie Zichen looking down at the scroll, she couldn't help but smile.
"you like her?"
"perhaps."
Xie Zichen's voice trembled a little.
He doesn't know whether he likes Wei Hua or not, but he knows that Wei Hua has a face similar to Wei Lan, such a beauty is too easy to sink. He was afraid that if he let go, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Marrying Wei Hua is a necessary thing, he has always felt that everything in the world can be calculated. For example, if you like someone, if necessary, he can learn to like the other person, and then let the other person like himself.
And Wei Hua is not only necessary, but also has an appearance that pleases him. Even without Wei Lan, he would still be willing to marry this person.
So after thinking about it, Xie Zichen finally made such a decision.
He put down the book, looked up at Wei Lan, and said seriously: "If Miss Wei and I are in love, after three years, I will have the identity of a matching Miss, and I will go to propose marriage. If Miss Wei and I The young lady does not have such a fate, and I will never put the young lady in this political mess for my own selfishness, what do you think, Brother Lan?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan laughed angrily.
Anyway, even the emperor was cheated, and she didn't mind cheating again. So she raised a smile on her face, and said slowly: "But, my younger sister has already agreed to a lifetime marriage with a good friend of mine. Brother Xie, I'm afraid it's too late."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen frowned and remembered a name: "Lin Xia?"
"Exactly, Brother Xie also knows?"
If he sneered in his heart, Xie Zichen really didn't care about Wei Hua in general. Hearing this news, Xie Zichen was not surprised at all. He nodded, and then said calmly: "Then it seems that brother Lan can only reply to my invitation after a long time."
As he said that, Xie Zichen looked up at Wei Lan with a calm gaze: "Brother Lan, please wait until Zichen's wings are full before making a decision."
"Okay." Wei Lan lowered her eyes.
At this time, Xie Tong had already prepared the water, and said with a bucket in his hand, "My lord, the water is ready."
Xie Zichen nodded, turned around and entered behind the curtain. Seeing the thick curtain in front of her and Xie Tong's earnest guard, Wei Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, propping her chin, feeling a little sad for a moment.
The curtain is so thick, I can't see the beauty taking a bath, so sad.
Ran Mo glanced at Wei Lan's expression, and knew what she was thinking, and said in a low voice, "If you can see people bathing inside the curtain, my son, you will probably be even more sad."
Hearing this, Wei Lan sighed and nodded.
But even if it can be seen through the curtain. In fact, Wei Lan wouldn't go to see it either, she was just flirtatious, not obscene.
Thinking of this, Xie Zichen quickly washed it out.
Unlike Wei Lan who was dressed tightly, Xie Zichen just casually tied his nightgown and walked out. The nightgown exposed his large chest, and when he moved, his slender legs were exposed. Wei Lan took a deep breath and stared at the other party intently, then immediately felt Meng Lang again, turned her head away, and muttered in a low voice: "Do not see evil. Do not see evil."
Although she has a heart that wants to see beautiful women, she is still a gentleman in essence.
It's like although she always wants to kiss this and touch that, but under normal circumstances, she will not do it unless the other party is willing. Even if the other party is voluntary, she still has to think about it before doing it.
Xie Zichen didn't understand how disadvantageous his behavior was, but she understood that since she had made up her mind to treat him as a brother and would no longer be responsible to him in the future, she couldn't take advantage of Xie Zichen.
After using strong willpower to turn her head for a moment, she heard Xie Zichen's voice sitting beside her, and then heard him say: "You stared at the wall for a long time, what are you looking at?"
"You..." Wei Lan held back for a long time, and finally said: "You wear too little."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen froze suddenly, and then remembered, this is a broken sleeve!
As soon as his complexion changed, he immediately wrapped his clothes and tied his belt tightly, and then said: "Okay, it's mine, right? Turn your face away."
Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or relaxed, she turned her head and saw Xie Zichen who was letting Xie Tong wipe his hair, so wrapped up that the chain bones couldn't be seen.
She felt a little stupid again, she should have looked more. Even if he didn't look twice, he shouldn't have been reminded. The benefits are gone, and the happy life seems to be a little less.
It is always difficult to be a gentleman.
Wei Lan thought silently.
"I'm sorry just now." Looking at Wei Lan's disappointed expression, Xie Zichen picked up the tea and said calmly, "I forgot that you are a broken sleeve. I will pay attention to it in the future."
Wei Lan: "..."
I'm not broken sleeves, really, no!
However, she couldn't say these words, she sighed, lay back in the quilt, and sighed: "Sleep."
Xie Zichen nodded, and after drying his hair, he asked Xie Tong to turn off the light, returned to his quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.
Wei Lan's sleeping position has always been standard, and in the middle of the night, she suddenly dreamed that she was covered by many stones, and the stones hit her chest and body, making her almost unable to breathe.
She woke up suddenly from her sleep, and found that Xie Zichen was hanging on her body. Resting her head on her shoulder, resting her legs on her thighs, pressing her hands on her breastplate...
She said why she was so crushed by the huge stone that she couldn't breathe!
She took a deep breath, and she was a little angry, but she turned her head and saw Xie Zichen's handsome face with a defenseless expression, a few messy hairs on his forehead, looking like a child, compared with the usual It was cold and deep, and Wei Lan couldn't help laughing, losing all temper.
She shifted to lie on her side so that he couldn't touch her vital parts, just resting on her shoulders and thighs.
Think about it, this time he took the initiative, and Wen Xiangnuanyu is in front, even if she is being polite, she should still give her a hug. So he stretched out his hand, put his hand on the opponent's waist, and touched it twice by the way.
After doing this, she closed her eyes contentedly and didn't care about it anymore. When Xie Zichen slowly opened his eyes the next morning, he saw Wei Lan's almost perfect face.
She put her hand on his waist, and he hung on her body, and judging from the position, it should be that he rolled over on his own initiative.
Xie Zichen held his breath and was stunned. After a long time, his sanity finally returned to his mind. He quickly let go, got up from the bed carefully and quickly, afraid of disturbing the person on the bed, then picked up his clothes, like a heartbroken man fleeing after a one-night stand, he rolled and crawled out.
Wei Lan slowly opened her eyes and couldn't help but smile.
Then I heard Xie Tong asking in surprise outside: "My lord, what are you doing out here with your clothes?"
Xie Zichen: "..."
In this embarrassing moment, can you not ask questions
The author has something to say:
Ran Mo: "Miss, don't you think you're a complete hooligan?"
Wei Lan: "How can you say that about me? I'm obviously a very gentleman. I turn my head away when a beauty comes out of the bath."
Xie Zichen: "Yes, you don't look at it, you usually touch it directly."
Xie Tong: "Master, the eldest son is very good, but she just touches her and always wants to be responsible. I... well, I won't say anything."
Prince: "I always feel that I won't live long."
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Author: "Leave more words, and I will give you a chance to appear."
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