The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"Yanyan..."

"Yan'er..."

"Yanyan..."

Jun Xiuyuan, Shen Ci, and Bian Cheng simultaneously made hand gestures to put out the fire, and instantly appeared in the burnt temple. They hugged the noble young man in bright yellow with a delicate face in their arms.

Seeing this, the frightened beggars on the ground quickly hid far away, not daring to peek at the nobleman.

Only four people were left in the temple, hugging each other and crying.

At this moment, the three grown men had red eyes and were so anxious that they were almost crying.

"Acheng, Aci, why are you here?" Huai Yan was a little surprised. He glanced at Jun Xiuyuan, looked up at Shen Ci and Bian Cheng, and whispered comfortingly. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just saw that Xie family lackey hurting people, so I couldn't help but rush in~"

"Yanyan, never do this again. This is too dangerous."

Biancheng held Huaiyan's hand tightly and looked at him with concern. His face was full of vicissitudes at the moment, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot in the battlefield in the northern border.

Just now on the official road, when they saw Huai Yan’s back rushing into the flames, the three of them teleported over without even having time to think!

If he had come a step later, if Yanyan had really been burned by the fire or hurt by something else, he would have gone crazy!

Biancheng was very emotional, and his eyes were red, obviously thinking about the bad things that happened in the past.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Huai Yan hugged him apologetically and kissed his temples. "I'm sorry, Acheng. I will definitely protect myself in the future."

"Yan Yan~~~Wuwuwu, I'm also scared and anxious." Shen Ci, with tears in his eyes, pulled Huai Yan's sleeve and threw himself at Huai Yan's waist from the side, holding the young man tightly in his arms.

He couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the scene just now, and he hated those who dared to offend Huai Yan!

Huai Yan said softly, "Alright Ah Ci, I'm an immortal, nothing in this world can hurt me..."

Shen Ci shook his head and said sullenly at his waist, "I don't care, I don't care. Yanyan, promise me that you won't do this again in the future..." After that, he hugged Huaiyan's slender waist even tighter, buried his whole face in his waist, rubbed it again and again, and hummed like a spoiled child.

Shen Ci's coquettish look simply melted Huai Yan's heart. His heart was moved, and he raised his other hand to rub his head, whispering comfortingly: "I know, Ah Ci, be good."

Jun Xiuyuan felt bad as he was left aside by Huai Yan.

He had never been so frightened before. Even though ordinary fire couldn't hurt Yanyan in the slightest, when he saw that scene, he felt his blood run cold.

"Yan'er..., do you know how dangerous it was just now?" His eyes were wet, and finally he walked up and hugged the person, as if he wanted to embed him into his bones and blood.

Huai Yan originally wanted to put on a cold face and say some cold, heartless and hurtful words so that he would stop bothering her in the future.

He went through so much hardship to help him find his reincarnated soul, but he was only thinking about that. What a complete idiot!

Huai Yan was very confused, but he couldn't say so many hurtful words in front of Shen Ci and Bian Cheng.

However, just as he gritted his teeth and hugged the dog man.

His powerful consciousness suddenly sensed the power of the demonic curse stirring in Jun Xiuyuan's body! And an unfamiliar demonic Buddha power.

Huai Yan's mind was blank, his heart was in turmoil, his eyes were red, and his clear and bright eyes were filled with moisture.

In a moment.

He then understood everything.

Jun Xiuyuan was worried about him, so he transferred the power of the curse through the method of dual cultivation.

However, it seems that the evil monk also had a hand in this matter. He was so kind as to suppress the curse power in Jun Xiuyuan's body, which was beyond Huai Yan's expectations.

Huai Yan was hugged by three men, feeling a little breathless. He struggled and smiled: "I'm fine, ordinary fire can't hurt me. You don't have to worry about me~"

Before he could finish his words, the man's lips were tightly sealed, and his warm breath sprayed on his neck, making it numb.

"Don't...Xiuyuan..." Huai Yan's eyes widened, and he reached out to push him: "Stop messing around~~~"

Jun Xiuyuan kissed him fiercely, forcefully and domineeringly, as if he wanted to merge Huai Yan into his flesh and blood, never to be separated again, and more like he wanted to declare his exclusive authority.

"...Well..." Huai Yan was almost suffocated by his kiss. He pushed Jun Xiuyuan a few times, but found that the more he resisted, the harder Jun Xiuyuan pushed.

Jun Xiuyuan fiercely blocked Huai Yan's lips and kissed him while whispering, "Yan Yan, I'm glad you're okay. You don't know how scared I was just now."

Shen Ci and Bian Cheng also rushed over, one on each side, and hugged Huai Yan tightly.

"Yanyan...Brother is right. We are all very worried about you." Shen Ci kissed deeper and spoke unclearly.

Biancheng held his waist with his palm, exerting extra strength.

Huai Yan was held by them, his ears red. He ignored the abnormal throbbing in his heart and said calmly, "I am now the Crown Prince of Daqi. Others dare not touch me..."

The three of them had deep eyes, and Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were blazing as he held the person in his arms.

"Then, Your Highness, do you plan to take the three of us into the Eastern Palace and serve Your Highness every day..."

Biancheng chuckled, and Shen Ci hooked his arms around Huaiyan's neck and acted coquettishly.

All three men looked at him expectantly.

Jun Xiuyuan: "The three of us are wanted criminals of the imperial court. If Yanyan doesn't save us, we three brothers will be beheaded by that bastard emperor tonight!"

Shen Ci: "We woke up in a pile of dead bodies on the Northern Frontier battlefield. It was so tragic. Woohoo, Yanyan, this body of mine starved to death!"

Biancheng: "I froze to death. I didn't even have a cotton coat on me."

Huai Yan: “….”

Huai Yan thought to himself, she was just taken into the Eastern Palace, she wouldn't be made to serve on the couch.

So he quickly agreed, and then regretted it that night.

"Well then, I will ask Jiang Fuquan to find an auspicious day to take you into the Eastern Palace. The three of you will stay by my side from now on."

Huai Yan said seriously, his tone calm and composed.

The three of them were immediately overjoyed and hugged each other and kissed them.

"Thank you, Your Highness. You are so kind..."

"We will serve Your Highness well in the future."

"I will serve His Highness every day and never leave him."

Huai Yan's cheeks flushed red after being kissed, and she was full of shyness. Just as she was about to push the three people away, she heard a loud groundhog howl that shook the earth, followed by bursts of gasps.

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"Your Highness—"

"This old slave is late in protecting you!!!"

"I hope Your Highness will forgive me!!!"

Jiang Fuquan roared and rushed in with more than twenty East Palace secret guards. Their grief-stricken voices resounded through the sky.

The four people who were hugging each other like a pretzel turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

Being stared at by four of the most handsome men in Daqi, Jiang Fuquan's heart began to beat fast and his face flushed.

Then his eyes widened and his crying stopped abruptly.

He was stunned and stood there stupidly, looking at the three handsome but weathered figures, his eyes full of confusion.

Prince Ning, General Zhenyuan, and Prince Ning's military advisor? Oh my god, how could they be with His Highness? This is killing me! These three are the prisoners the Emperor always talks about, how dare they come back?

"Ning, Ning, King Ning? Didn't you die in the Northern Frontier after being defeated in battle?"

"And General Zhenyuan, why are you here, Shen Ci! Let my prince go!"

"Alright, even your dog-headed military advisor is here! Quickly let my prince go, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Jiang Fuquan's face was filled with horror, his eyes red from crying and full of murderous intent.

He thought that the three gangsters had kidnapped Huai Yan, and the seventy embroidery needles in his hands, shining with cold light, were ready to go.

The leader of the secret guards and the secret guards of the Eastern Palace were holding sharp blades and ready for battle, surrounding the four people.

Huai Yan didn't expect that this fat steward was also a martial artist. He was timid and submissive on ordinary days, but he was very capable at critical moments.

He sighed, walked to Jiang Fuquan, and whispered softly: "Xiao Quanzi, I'm fine, don't get excited. Those three are not bad people..."

"Ahhhh, Your Highness, they are it!!!" Jiang Fuquan and the twenty-eight secret guards were very excited when they heard this.

My God, their innocent and kind-hearted Crown Prince was deceived by those damned criminals.

"Your Highness, the portraits of these three are still posted at the city gate! We suffered a crushing defeat at Yanmen Pass, and 100,000 Daqi soldiers died on the battlefield in the northern border.

"One of them is the commander-in-chief of the army, one is the general who guards the distant land, and one is the military advisor. Yet they returned alive from the northern border. Don't you think it's strange?"