The prince is shameless

Chapter 11

"It's so good." Xie Wan smiled softly, "I will write the letter in a few days and send someone to give it to you. If nothing happens, you can leave."

"My minister resigns." Wen Xing cupped his hands and left the Nuan Pavilion.

The biting cold wind hit his face, and he shivered, shaking off the boredom of staying in the warm pavilion for a long time.

Wen Xing wiped off the thin sweat from his palms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Yi sitting on the steps in front of the hall against the cold wind.The dazzling apricot yellow and the bright yellow of the previous life overlapped unexpectedly, evoking that gloomy memory.

If you talk about hate, Wen Xing thinks he hasn't reached that point yet.The person who really wanted to harm him was not Xie Yi, Xie Yi was just a push.

He just thinks it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous that the self in his previous life thought that the sincerity of more than ten years can be exchanged for the real meaning, and he didn't see through the dark nature of the court until he was dying.

Just as Wen Xing was staring at Xie Yi's back in a daze, Xie Yi suddenly looked back, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

Xie Yi's gaze is like a beast in hunting, full of dangerous surprises.

Wen Xing's heart skipped a beat, and a chill suddenly ran up his spine—that was not the look a 12-year-old boy would have.

Xie Yi quickly put away that expression, so fast that Wen Xing thought for a moment that his eyes had made a mistake.

His heart sank suddenly.

Behind the two of them was the Nuan Pavilion, until just now there were only him and the eldest princess in the Nuan Pavilion—one was the accompanying reader Xie Yi had hinted at, and the other was Xie Yi's closest imperial sister.No matter who Xie Yi's expression was aimed at, Wen Xing was startled.

He silently suppressed his thoughts, bowed his eyes and said: "His Royal Highness."

"Get up." The crisp child's voice seemed to be tinged with joy, Wen Xing raised his eyes lightly and saw Xie Yi had stood up, with an innocent and harmless smile on his face.

Wen Xing thanked him in a low voice, and Xie Yi walked up to Wen Xing with his hands behind his back, raised his head and said with a smile, "Miss Huang didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Wen Xing replied respectfully: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. Your Highness, the Eldest Princess, is gentle and kind, and did not embarrass my humble minister."

Xie Yi smiled, and when he was about to say something more, Wen Xing caught a glimpse of Xie Lian walking behind him.

He rushed to salute before Xie Yi opened his mouth, and said to Xie Lian, "Your Highness, Second Prince."

Xie Yi bit the words into pieces and swallowed them back.

Xie Lian didn't know the turmoil between the two, and after greeting Xie Yi, he turned his gaze to Wen Xing and asked, "Why are you here?"

Because of practicing martial arts all year round, the 11-year-old Xiao Xie is even slightly taller than Xie Yi, standing beside Xie Yi looks more like an older brother.

Wen Xingdao: "His Royal Highness the eldest princess summoned me, but I am already preparing to leave for the residence."

While speaking, his tone was much gentler than before, and when he faced Xie Yi, there were little smiles in his dark eyes again.

Xie Yi watched his changes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent.

The rough Xie Lian didn't notice his little brother's emotions, so he said excitedly: "It's just right, sister Huang wants me to bring something to General Wen's mansion, how about we go together later?"

Wen Xing didn't want to offend Xie Lian, and said, "It's my honor."

Xie Lian smiled and said a few more words to Xie Yi, then went into the Nuan Pavilion to pick up what Xie Wan asked him to pick up.

Wen Xing respectfully made way sideways, watched Xie Lian disappear behind the door, and at the same time suddenly heard Xie Yi say in a strange way: "It's really an honor."

Wen Xing was stunned for a while, then he said without knowing it, "Dare to ask your Highness why you made such a statement?"

Xie Yi took a deep look at Wen Xing, didn't reply, just let out a cold snort and flung his sleeves away.

Wen Xing: "???"

It took Wen Xing a long time to recall the last resentful look in Xie Yi's eyes - maybe Xie Yi suspected that he had meddled in the brotherhood between him and the second prince.

"Hey, where is Brother Huang going in such a hurry?" Xie Lian, who came out of the Nuan Pavilion, was holding a sandalwood box, and looked suspiciously at Xie Yi who was striding away.

Wen Xing said without changing his face, "Perhaps His Highness needs to deal with it."

Xie Lianxin thought it was true, so he didn't ask any more questions. While preparing to leave for General Wen's Mansion, he sighed with Wen Xing: "Speaking of which, Brother Huang has always wanted to visit your Wen Mansion, but it's a pity that Emperor Father extended the ban on Brother Wen until he was 13 years old. .”

Just half a year after Wen Xing entered the palace as an accompanying student, someone stabbed Emperor Anlong in front of Emperor Anlong about Xie Yi leaving the palace twice. Year.

Wen Xing noticed the first half of the sentence, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked, "Why did the Second Highness make such a statement?"

"Brother Huang said it himself." Xie Lian replied with a smile, "He said he wanted to know the distance from the Wen residence to the palace."

Hearing this, Wen Xing felt a bad premonition in his heart - Xie Yi would not say such things for no reason.

But Xie Lian quickly diverted the topic away, and Wen Xing also retracted his wandering thoughts for a moment.

There was a distance between General Wen's mansion and the palace, and it was nearly noon when they arrived.

"Second Master, save An'an!"

As soon as Wen Xing stepped onto the threshold, a pink and petite figure rushed up behind him.

"Don't think that Wen Xing will be able to save you..." Fei Qing, who was wearing a light green robe, ran from not far away, and when he saw Xie Lian beside Wen Xing, he immediately stopped and saluted.

"See Your Highness Second."

Wen Xing fished Tang An out from behind him, coughed lightly and said, "Fei Qing and Tang An fight immediately when they meet, and they don't pay attention to the occasion. I hope Second Highness won't take offense."

I don't know if it's because of natural discord, since Tang An was picked up, every time Fei Qing came to Wenfu to meet Tang An, the two always quarreled inexplicably, and gradually developed into substantive fights in the past two years.

Fortunately, Fei Qing still remembered that Tang An was a girl who was a few years younger than him, so she showed mercy every time.

After Wen Xing finished speaking, he patted the ten-year-old little Tang An on the head, and said in a low voice, "How about saying hello to His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

"Okay, no need, Mr. Fei please." Xie Lian waved his hand to stop Tang An from saluting.

In order to prevent Fei Qing and Tang An from being unable to resist fighting later, Wen Xing gave Fei Qing a wink and told him to take Tang An and leave first.

After the two left, Wen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned his head, he saw Xie Lian staring at Tang An's back thoughtfully.

"Second Highness?" Wen Xing called out in doubt, "But Tang An just ran into you?"

Xie Lian came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "No, I just think the scar on her face is a bit familiar. What is this name... Is Tang An's girl the child of the maid in your house?"

Wen Xing's fingertips hidden in his right sleeve moved slightly, and he replied: "Tang An is an orphan I met in an alley outside the palace five years ago, and I brought her back because I saw her pity. What's wrong?"

After listening to Wen Xing's words, Xie Lian frowned slightly.

"Five years ago... the orphan... Tang An..."

"I remembered, she is Donghu's orphan!"

The author has something to say: I have been hit so hard recently that I can't hold it anymore, and my emotions are a bit broken.No matter if it is two-dimensional or three-dimensional, bad things are negotiated, one after another.

So this chapter is relatively short and relatively broken. Next week, I will pick one day to make up for it, but this chapter will not be repaired anymore, and I will catch bugs at most.

If there is still a bye in the next biweekly list, it will be updated every other day, and it will be updated every other day during the Spring Festival.

Sorry, thank you.