Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

After dealing with Concubine Shu, Yu Haiyuan's expression softened, he tucked the corner of the quilt for the Ninth Prince and comforted him.

"I will find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge you."

"Relax, with me here, you will have a worry-free life in the future. Don't think too much."

The Ninth Prince smiled at Yu Haiyuan and nodded obediently with a look of admiration on his face.

"I am not afraid! With my father here, he will surely find the murderer and avenge me."

"That's good!"

Yu Haiyuan gave a few instructions and left in a hurry.

Soon, a servant came in carrying two boxes of precious medicinal herbs and knelt down to report.

"Master, this is the medicinal material given by the Emperor. Look..."

The Ninth Prince looked at the medicinal herbs, then at his own severed arm, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

boom……

The ninth prince picked up a teacup beside him and smashed it on the servant's head. Blood immediately flowed out and covered the servant's face.

"Does it hurt?"

The Ninth Prince tilted his head and asked in a soft voice.

The servant didn't dare to cry out in pain. Fear filled his whole body and he kowtowed slowly.

"Master, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

Hearing this, the Ninth Prince frowned, with a puzzled expression. "What are you doing? When did this prince want to kill you? Get up!"

The servant raised his head tremblingly and smiled unnaturally. Before he could say anything, he felt a pain in his neck. Then blood gushed out, staining the carpet under him red.

thump……

The servant tilted his body and fell to the ground, with a dazed look in his eyes.

why?

At the last moment of his death, a pair of black and gold shoes appeared in front of him, and a cold voice came from above.

"This prince doesn't like your smile, don't smile in your next life."

"Someone, drag him out and bury him!"

The other servants moved quickly, lowered their heads, carried the body away, replaced the carpet with a new one, and quickly retreated.

After everyone left, the ninth prince Yu Kede fell down on the bed. He looked down at his broken arm, his expression gradually becoming ferocious.

Since ancient times, a prince with a disabled body would never be able to ascend the throne. Now that he had lost his right hand, he was completely disabled!

I have worked hard and pretended to be good and endured for many years. Why? To seize the throne!

Now all of this has become like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water!

"Hahaha……"

The Ninth Prince chuckled softly, and then his laughter became louder and louder, looking very scary in the dim bedroom!

The instigator, the Third Prince, was in a very happy mood after killing the man. He looked at the sky, turned around and walked towards the Seventh Prince's palace.

Seventh Prince's Mansion

It was already noon, and Leng Jinye, Yun Zhixia, Zi Ling and Bai Chen came here as guests.

in the garden

The seventh prince was only wearing his inner garment, with his outer garment half draped over his body. He looked haggard, and the wound on his back hurt from time to time, tormenting him so much that he couldn't sleep well.

"Master, the meal is ready."

The servant came over and whispered twice in the seventh prince's ear.

The Seventh Prince waved his hand to signal him to leave, turned to look at Leng Jinye and the others, and invited them.

"The two elders, the Nine Thousand Year Old Man, and Mr. Bai, please move to the dining hall."

Upon hearing this, the four followed him.

In the dining room

The delicious dishes were served. The Seventh Prince invited Zi and Yun Zhixia to take the seats. The two of them did not hesitate and sat down directly.

Leng Jinye and Bai Chen sat down next to Yun Zhixia and Zi Ling respectively. Yu Mingde was speechless when he saw them.

So you just sit opposite me?!

Although he was complaining in his heart, Yu Mingde still warmly invited them to dinner.

"Everyone, try this Bihe chicken. It's soft and tasty. It's a must-try!"

"And this lotus root fish..."

The Seventh Prince just introduced the dishes twice when he suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw that the four people opposite him had already started eating.

He was the only one still talking foolishly.

Seeing how happily they were eating, the Seventh Prince became eager to try the spicy shrimp balls, so he picked up his chopsticks and went straight for the spicy shrimp balls.

Snapped……

Before the Seventh Prince could pick up the spicy shrimp balls, his chopsticks were knocked away by a hand.

He looked up in annoyance, cursing under his breath.

"Who dares to hit this prince's chopsticks? Do you want to die?!"

"Yu Mingde, what did you say?"

A cold and gloomy voice sounded, and the anger on Yu Mingde's face faded away. He looked up suddenly and saw Yu Side in black.

"why you?"

Yu Side ignored him, greeted Leng Jinye and the others, and then sat down next to Yu Mingde.

"Your injury has not healed yet, eat this!"

Yu Side opened the food box he brought with him and took out a few plates of vegetarian dishes and a large bowl of porridge.

Seeing this, Yu Mingde was somewhat resistant. He hadn't eaten spicy food for a few days. He didn't want to eat these things. He had no appetite.

Yu Side could see that Yu Mingde was reluctant, so he rubbed his temples, brought the porridge to him, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Eat it!"

"I will not eat!"

"You want me to feed you? Huh?"

As Yu Side spoke, he picked up the bowl, took the spoon in his right hand and scooped a spoonful of food and handed it to Yu Mingde's mouth.

Seeing this, Yu Mingde quickly snatched the bowl of porridge and started eating it himself.

How embarrassing!

The two ancestors are still watching!

Yu Mingde could feel the burning gazes above his head without even looking with his eyes, so he had to pretend not to know and pretend to eat.

"Don't choke, drink some water."

"Pfft..."

As soon as Yu Side finished speaking, Yu Mingde choked. He snorted and sprayed rice residue all over Yu Side's face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Yu Mingde was thin and frail, and his face was pale because of his injuries. But he was holding the bowl, and his expression of admitting his mistake pleased Yu Side.

Yu Side wiped his face slowly, glanced at Yu Mingde, and gave instructions patiently.

"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

On the opposite side, Yun Zhixia put down his bowl and chopsticks and stopped eating, his eyes rolling around.

After thinking about it again and again, Yun Zhixia couldn't help but chuckle. She ran to sit next to Yu Side, bumped his shoulder with a gossipy look on her face, and motioned him to lower his head.

Seeing this, Yu Side lowered his head slightly and listened attentively.

Yun Zhixia approached Yu Side, covered her mouth with her little hand seriously, and muttered softly.

"You two? Huh?"

"Ok!"

"Really?"

"real!"

The two asked and answered each other, seemingly playing a riddle. However, the people present were all insiders and naturally understood what they meant.

Yun Zhixia cheered when she got a positive answer. In her joy, she rummaged through her spiritual house and pulled out two things, giving them to Yu Mingde and Yu Side.

"One for each of you, don't accuse me of being partial!"

"what?"

"This is……"

Yu Mingde and Yu Side spread out their palms, and there was a long sword lying in the palm of their hands?

There are two long swords, one big and one small. Both swords are dark blue in color with two spots of red on the swords, making them look ancient and heavy.

"These are the two swords I got thousands of years ago. The larger one is the Blue Dark Sword, and the smaller one is the Blue Ruo Sword. Try the blood contract with me."

Hearing this, the two men no longer hesitated and bit their fingers to drip blood onto the sword.

The two swords, which had been lying quietly, hummed and flew into the air, circling. In the sight of everyone, the two swords were entangled together, inseparable.

"go back!"

Yun Zhixia waved his sleeves, and the two swords flew back into the hands of the two men, staying there quietly.