How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 124

Chapter 124 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (46)

Rong Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, somewhat in disbelief, and then he smiled slowly, the laughter was hearty, with a bit of infatuation on his face, coupled with his red eyes, he looked like a fool.

The low laughter sounded a little annoying to Wen Xien, and raised his arm to cover the prince's mouth, "Don't laugh, laugh like a fool."

The prince held Wen Xien's hand, and the tip of his nose was fragrant, "I knew that I was the most important thing in the fourth brother's heart."

Prince didn't care about the other party's small awkward struggle, he just grabbed the other party's somewhat stiff hand and pressed it against his chest.

As he did when he was a child, he used his furry head to kiss each other's neck affectionately.

Prince has grown so fast in recent years that he was more than a head taller than Wen Xien, but now it seems that Wen Xien is drilling into his arms.

"Fourth brother... don't move." The prince whispered sweetly and reliantly.

In this cold snowy winter, the breath exhaled by the prince was particularly hot.

Wen Xien frowned and looked at him blankly.

Wen Sheen: …

"Go away!" She was quite annoyed.

The word almost popped out of his mouth, which was enough to see Wen Xien's anger.

"Fourth brother..."

The prince called out in fear and shock, as if he didn't understand why Wen Xien suddenly changed his face again.

Wen Xien blushed with anger at the prince's stupid look, and glared at him angrily, "This is not allowed in the future, did you hear me!"

On the snow-white and arrogant face, there was a touch of red, and the color was extravagant.

He and Wen Xien get along day and night, but he is still fascinated by Wen Xien's sensuality.

Rong Yan waved his hands in a panic, looking helpless and anxious, especially afraid of being hated by Wen Xien.

"Fourth brother, I...I, don't be mad at me..."

Wen Xien wanted to scold people because of his innocent eyes, but because of his excellent education, he couldn't say anything bad.

Finally, he choked out a sentence, "Dirty!"

Wen Xien turned his head away from looking at him in a fit of anger, but unexpectedly revealed his red earlobes, the snow-white ones seemed to be stained with blood, and the red ones were full of rage.

The prince hurriedly lowered his head to rub Wen Xien's tender neck, like a cute dog, but what he said was earth-shattering.

He said curiously, "Fourth brother, are you embarrassed?"

Wen Xien: "...I want you to take care of it?"

Prince persevered: "Don't be embarrassed, we are all the same."

Wen Xien: ...I'm not really a fool! I am a woman! female!

Hemp!

Wen Xien shook off his hand, and looked at the prince's inexplicable pity, his face was very terrifying, and his heart was cruel, "Get out of here!"

Prince wanted to say, but Wen Xien couldn't listen anymore, turned around without pausing and left.

"Fourth Brother—"

No matter how miserable and tactful the prince was, Wen Xien refused to look back at him. Instead, he called out, and Wen Xien's footsteps were one point faster.

"Fourth brother—" The prince called out reluctantly, staring at the thin and thin back of the young man.

He wanted to catch up, and was so anxious that he was about to cry. He looked at him with extreme sadness and resentment, his eyes slowly turned fierce, but then slowly turned into grievance and confusion.

Why, is he bad?

Was it because he was stupid and did something wrong that made the fourth brother unhappy?

He's just... He just likes fourth brother too much...

After a few days, there were rumors everywhere in the palace, saying that the emperor was sick and could not do anything.

I didn't even go to Zaochao, the Crown Prince was always in charge, controlling all the affairs of the court.

Wen Xien knew that the emperor was dying. The suddenness of this disease was not a small cold, but it was a major disease that had accumulated over the past few years.

The last time I heard the news of Wen Xien's assassination, I vomited blood out of anger, which frightened those people.

Although the emperor is still alive now, the power in his hands has been let go. Half is in the hands of Prince Rong Yan, half is in the hands of Wen Xien and the second prince Rong Bo, and a few princes are eyeing him.

Those princes who want to be in power are all jumping off the wall, because as long as the emperor dies, they have no real power in their hands, and they will not necessarily end up in the end. made it out.

The so-called bright arrows are easy to hide from dark arrows, and it is difficult to guard against dark arrows. The prince does not know how many dark arrows he has hit in these short days, but even if his face is torn like this, it will be called 'Imperial Brother' and 'Imperial Brother' again in the daytime. affectionate.

But now this is still in the dark, and the good show when the emperor dies is really going to be staged.

The days were spent in the dark tide outside. One day night was approaching, and a little **** suddenly broke in.

The little **** knelt down without saying a word, and said with a nervous cry, "Fourth prince, the emperor announced you to go."

Wen Xien just lay on the bed not long ago, and when the little **** looked so flustered, he knew something was wrong.

She casually put on a large cloak and rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The candlelight in the Hall of Mental Cultivation is bright, and it used to be full of people in the palace, but now it is extremely cold.

As soon as Wen Xien entered, the little **** closed the door. She heard the heart-piercing cough of the emperor, as if she was almost out of breath.

Wen Xien lifted the layers of veils and saw that the emperor's face was blue and his lips were white.

This feeling is as if someone who has always been omnipotent in his heart suddenly fell down, and only then did he realize that no one is omnipotent.

"Of course, come here and let the royal father take a look." The hoarse voice was not pleasant, but when it entered the young man's ears, she almost immediately burst into tears.

The young man walked over quickly, knelt on Long Chang's side, and grabbed the emperor's cold palm without a trace of warmth.

There was still this faint medicinal smell in the bedroom, which even the incense could not cover up.

"Father..."

Among so many princes, the emperor is most reluctant to be the fourth prince. This child was brought up by him. He did not let the child suffer a little bit of suffering. He did not want to wait for him to die. prince.

How could the emperor not see the boy's reluctance and sadness, he took the boy's hand and said some trivial things in life. At this time, he was no longer the emperor and an ordinary father.

Speaking of the latter, the emperor could feel that his time was running out. He coughed violently, his face began to turn purple, and he couldn't speak. He could only squinted his eyes in pain and looked at the panicked boy.

(end of this chapter)

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