The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Fourth brother? Situ Ye?

Xie Yuantang held the iron token and narrowed his eyes.

Great, that's how to play it, right?

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess!"

When Yan Feng's voice came, Xie Yuantang turned around and saw him running towards him panting, with blood on his face and clothes. He didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's.

Yan Feng asked anxiously: "Your Highness, are you all right?"

Situ Yan frowned, puzzled and worried: "It's okay, Yan Feng, why are you bleeding?"

After these words came out, Xie Yuantang didn't react, but Yan Feng was dumbfounded: "I'm not injured, but Your Highness, Your Highness, you..."

Didn't he say he could wake up for three days? Why did Situ Yan look like he was offline at the moment?

Yan Feng hurriedly looked at Xie Yuantang and asked, "Princess, what happened? Your Highness, why…"

"What's wrong with him? Isn't he fine?" Xie Yuantang raised his eyebrows, "Or do you think he shouldn't have lost his memory?"

Yan Feng choked and stammered, "No, no."

He didn't know how much Xie Yuantang knew, so he didn't dare to reveal it.

Xie Yuantang stood up and asked, "Where is the assassin?"

Yan Feng immediately said seriously: "Three died and one escaped."

"Where's the body? Did you find anything?"

"Yes..." Yan Feng hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to report to Situ Yan, but now Situ Yan had become like this, the only person who could make the decision was Xie Yuantang.

Yan Feng took out three iron tokens: "This is the only one I found."

Situ Yan: "Huh? Madam, it's the same as what we found!"

Xie Yuantang smiled coldly and put away the four tokens: "Let's go back first."

The three of them went down the mountain, and Yan Feng drove the car, going much faster than when he came.

Inside the carriage, Xie Yuantang looked at the iron tokens again and again, his face serious and a terrifying chill permeating his whole body.

Or maybe she was too careless, thinking that Huajue Temple was only half a day's journey from the city, and the emperor and the Yan family knew that she and Situ Yan had come to Huajue Temple. With such a legitimate trip, how could those people dare to take action?

and……

Xie Yuantang stared at the iron token in his hand. It was unexpected that the enemies had such different styles of attacking twice. It didn't seem like they were made by the same person.

No, it should be three times...

And on the night of the wedding, Situ Yan almost died from poison.

Xie Yuantang frowned, his brain working rapidly.

Seeing this, Situ Yan at the side hesitated and said, "Madam, why don't you speak?"

"Ok?"

Xie Yuantang looked up and coaxed him habitually: "No, I..."

"You have--"

"It's all wrinkled."

Situ Yan stretched out his slender fingers, gently touched her brow with his index finger, and pressed softly with his warm and calloused fingertips.

The evening sun shone on the side of his face, and his beauty, as delicate as a jade carving, seemed as if God had opened a filter just for him.

The next moment, Situ Yan spoke up: "It looks like number zero!"

Click!

The filter is broken!

Xie Yuantang stared at him speechlessly.

What kind of cosmic straight man is this! He actually said she looked like a zombie!

Just as Xie Yuantang was about to hit him, he suddenly heard Situ Yan ask seriously, "Madam, have we been bullied?"

Xie Yuantang paused, and Situ Yan said softly: "That person is asleep, right? It was like this before, Yan Feng and Yan Mo didn't tell me when they bled."

"I know I'm stupid and can't help much, but..."

He grabbed Xie Yuantang's hand, his eyes sincere and determined.

"My lady, can you please not hide things from me? I may be stupid and may not understand, but I remember every word you say. As long as you tell me and teach me, I will do it."

"I want to protect my wife, I want to protect everyone, I don't want to be a useless person."

Xie Yuantang looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Outside the carriage, Yan Feng, who was driving the carriage, tightened his grip on the whip slightly.

They all thought he didn't understand.

But no matter how dumb a person is, how could he not understand anything after being bullied and hurt over and over again for so many years?

Xie Yuantang was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the big hand that was holding his, he smiled slightly, held his fingers with his small hand and said: "Okay, I'll teach you."

"really?"

Situ Yan's peach blossom eyes lit up instantly and he wanted to jump up happily. However, just when he stood up halfway, his head hit the roof of the car and he sat back down in pain.

"Pfft~" Xie Yuantang was amused, "This is a carriage, why are you standing up?"

Situ Yan blurted out: "I always see you stand wherever you want, my lady, and forget that you are so tall."

Xie Yuantang: “…” I couldn’t laugh anymore.

Xie Yuantang narrowed his eyes and said, "Husband, I noticed that you have been drifting a lot lately!"

Just like her zombie babies, if she’s left alone for a few days, they’ll dare to poop a big thing!

Situ Yan blinked: "Piao? Are you saying I'm Piaoliang? Madam, your accent is so weird!"

God damn accent!

Situ Yan didn't realize that he was in great trouble yet, and he leaned over to pinch Xie Yuantang's face: "Madam, why don't you smile? Don't you like to smile anymore?"

Xie Yuantang: “…”

Xie Yuantang took a deep breath, stretched out his little fist, and chanted a spell: "The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. This is great, great!"

Situ Yan had a question mark on his forehead. Why did he feel that there was something wrong with what he heard?

Before he could figure it out, the next moment, Xie Yuantang's ferocious beast fist came punching him!

"You dare to say I'm ugly, you dare to dislike my accent, and you dare to be sarcastic to me. You are simply the anti-Tian Gang!"

"Wow, look at my Eighteen Forms of Tsuna Fist! Don't hide, come here!"

Situ Yan covered his head and shrank into a corner, his magnetic laughter floating all over the car: "My dear, please stop hitting me, I'm ticklish..."

Yan Feng, who was driving: “…” I shouldn’t be in the car, I should be under the car.

He was also puzzled. It seemed that their little princess didn't know what fear was at all. She had just been through a life-and-death situation, but she could still be so crazy!

It turns out that Xie Yuantang is even crazier than he thought!

Yan Feng thought she had agreed to teach him, and would start from the "zhihuzheya" part, but the first thing Xie Yuantang said was, "Remember the person we just saved? He wasn't asleep, he was dead. I smashed him to death."

After a pause, he added, "Oh, or maybe he was beaten to death by you with your shoe rake."

Yan Feng: “…” What a bloody teaching method. Could it be that His Highness couldn’t bear it?

He was about to turn around and interfere with the teaching progress when he heard his highness's obedient but creepy voice:

"He's so fragile! He can be killed with just one swat, like a fly!"

The carriage staggered and Yan Feng almost rolled off.

My mind is full of Situ Yan’s words “like a fly”, repeating endlessly, it’s terrifying!

Sure enough, even if his prince is stupid, he is not an ordinary person at heart!

"Your analogy is spot on. The two days of school were well worth it."

Xie Yuantang praised him and asked, "Are you afraid of dead people?"

Situ Yan shook his head, then nodded, but fear was revealed in his peach blossom eyes, and he looked at Xie Yuantang nervously:

"Madam, did you almost die just now?"

Xie Yuantang raised his eyebrows: "It's a little short of 100 million."