The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Although the Emperor of Nanbang was in power, when Fusang returned to Nanjing, the Emperor did not teach him anything except appointing him as the Crown Prince.

Although the Imperial Master had taken care of Fuso for more than ten years, when Fuso returned to the court, the Imperial Master did not follow him back. Only a few old ministers who were in high positions but no longer had much power came to help.

However, after being defeated by Lingyin Kingdom last time, the emperor seemed to have completely lost his spirit. Although he sat in the Golden Throne Palace every day, it was basically Prince Qi who acted as regent.

When the war with Lingyin Kingdom was lost and the general was beheaded by Jing Muyang, and no one in the entire Nanbang dared to negotiate, it was Fuso that stood up.

At that time, no one was with him, and he didn't have anyone of his own, so he went alone.

One man and one horse, they passed through the burned camp and stepped on the blood-stained ground.

The three Chimei siblings were originally people of the martial arts world. Even though they had seen many heroic deeds in the martial arts world, they were deeply impressed by Fuso. They spontaneously followed him and witnessed everything. Later, they made up their minds to stay by Fuso's side and use him.

However, the imperial power in the court had fallen into the hands of others, and Fusang only had Chi Mei and a few others who were obviously not capable enough. They had to lie dormant and dared not to have a head-on conflict with the young uncle whose ambitions were obvious.

He knew that the eldest prince and the second prince were both murdered, so he could hide away. But now the young uncle already knew of Chu Yang's existence, so he probably couldn't hide anymore.

On the bedside of a room in a mansion in Jinling City, Fusang looked at Chu Jian who was sleeping soundly. For a moment, he regretted bringing her back.

How should he confess his identity to her now?

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Chu Jian didn't wake up until the next day. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. Lu Yi was sitting on a small stool beside the bed, embroidering small clothes.

"Madam, you're awake." Lu Yi's round face smiled very cutely. She immediately put down the things in her hands and helped her sit up. "The master said that you should not rush to get up after you wake up. Madam, you can sit back for a while."

"Well, where is this? Where's Fuso?" Chu Jian held her head. She was indeed still a little dizzy.

"This is Taoyuan. The young master is not here. I'll send someone to inform him."

"No need." Chu Jian hurriedly called out, "Lu Yi, did you see Fusang's uncle yesterday? Was he scary?"

"Well, currently it's my uncle who's the steward, and he's hostile to you, young master."

"Uncle's housekeeper? Isn't that Fuso's father's housekeeper?"

"Yes and no. The eldest master has not been in good spirits in the past two years, and the young master is away all year round, so the family is actually managed by my uncle." Lu Yi lowered her head and trembled, "Madam, the relationship in the young master's family is a bit complicated. I dare not interfere, and I don't know much."

At first sight, she could tell that this girl in green knew a lot, but she just didn't dare to speak carelessly. Well, she didn't want to embarrass a little girl.

Just like that, she pretended nothing had happened and stayed here for several days. During this time, Fusang did not come to see her and did not allow her to go out. Chiyun and Fengyu were not here either. Except for Luyi, there were only some extremely honest maids and nannies who stared at her closely.

She didn't want to run away when she first saw him. She was so pregnant and Fuso was so scared. She guessed that her uncle was not an easy person to deal with, so it was better for her to stay away from him.

But one morning, when Chu Jian just woke up, the sound of swords and knives was heard outside the yard.

She quickly got dressed and got out of bed. She had taken two steps and hadn't even buttoned her collar when the door was pushed open. Fusang came in with a cold look on her body. Without saying a word, he grabbed the cloak from the head of the bed, wrapped it around her, and covered her with the hood.

"Don't show up." As he said this, he also wrapped his own cloak around her, enveloping her whole body inside and holding her tightly in his arms.

Seeing such a panicked emotion, Chu Jian was so frightened that he quickly buried himself tightly and grabbed Fuso's clothes tightly, not daring to move.

"Fuso, I won't hurt her, and she is not shameful. Why are you so nervous?" A strange voice came from outside the door.

This prince? My hair stood on end when I first saw him. Here comes a prince? The prince of Nanbang?

When did she offend a prince? Was it because she had been running around frequently in the past few months and exposed her identity that people found Fusang?

"What do you want?" Fuso hugged Chujian tightly and took a step back. Chujian heard the sound of many people entering the room.

"My daughter is already four years old. I'm afraid she's seven or eight months pregnant. Fusang, this is a good thing. Don't you want the children to recognize their ancestors? I have already reported to the emperor. I came here today to invite her. Why can't I invite her?"

"Your Highness Prince Qi, please don't worry about it."

"How can that be? Even if we cannot give you a title, we cannot let the royal blood flow out into the world. Don't you think so, Prince?"

Prince? Chu Jian looked up suddenly, and Fusang raised his hand and pressed her back into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"I will discuss this matter with my father some other day."

"No need to wait for another day, let's go today. The Emperor is still waiting. I've come to invite you, your uncle. You don't want him to carry you there, do you?"

Then there were the sounds of more footsteps approaching. Chu Jian was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. The one who broke in was the Prince of Nanbang, and the one holding her was the Crown Prince of Nanbang?

Fuso is the prince of Nanbang?

This information was so shocking, and Fuso hid it so well that she hadn't noticed it at all before.

Fuso was silent for a long time. Chujian couldn't stop trembling in his arms. He lifted his hood a little, and Chujian looked up at him with fear in his eyes. Even the fingers of her hands that were holding his clothes turned white because of excessive force.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

I didn't dare to say anything when I first met her. How could she be appeased by just saying "don't be afraid"? She is the princess consort of the King of War of Lingyin Country!

Under the current circumstances, she will soon be taken to the palace in Nanbang!

She was scared! Terribly scared! What if someone recognized her?

Fuso covered her hood again, held her hand against her heart, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked her up and walked out the door.

This matter had been going on for several days, and the whole court had already known that the prince had a child without getting married. The ministers made reports one after another, and the emperor, despite his dejection, actually regained some spirit and asked him to bring the child back.

Fuso had been putting it off for days, and he himself wanted to use this opportunity to make Hatsumi public and keep Hatsuyo around as Hatsuyo.

But he also knew that Chu Jian only had Jing Muyang in her heart, and he was afraid that he couldn't force her, and her identity was not suitable for her to show up now.

He could only hide her, but he didn't expect that she would be found so quickly. All the people who stayed outside the yard were controlled. Only Chi Mei was with him, and he almost didn't make it in time.

Now that we are surrounded, there is nothing we can do but take one step at a time.

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