Transmigrating into a book to save her best friend, her sickly husband vies for her affections every

Soon, the day of the hunt arrived.

Tingyao was taken inside by Meng** to experience hunting.

The outermost part of the woods is where small animals are kept for curious young men and women to play with.

If you walk further in, you'll find small deer and the like; as for leopards and tigers, you'll have to go even further inside.

Meng**, holding the rabbit, asked, "How exciting do you think it will be inside?"

Tingyao was also catching rabbits; that was all she was good at, but the rabbits escaped without her. Jingzhe, who was following behind, took out a small crossbow to help her, but she stopped him.

"It's all about mindset. I haven't even lost my composure yet, and you're already getting impatient?"

Jingzhe couldn't stand it any longer. An hour had passed, and Tingyao and Meng** had only caught one rabbit. And it was only because she secretly caught it and injured it that the two girls were able to catch it.

If you really let those two catch it themselves, they wouldn't be able to catch it even after a whole day.

Tingyao still remembered what Meng** had asked her, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "I don't know. It's very big inside. If we really wanted to do something, wouldn't it be easy?"

Meng** said, "Now that you mention it, I can already imagine the extraordinary bloodshed that's going on." She stroked her chin. "By the way, who did you bet on who would have the most prey?"

"I bet on ***."

Tingyao had the answer. In her previous life, Zhao Fu'er had the most prey. Because the prize was an excellent ruby ​​hairpin, Zhao Siwei and Zhang Zhan gave most of the prey to Zhao Fu'er. Zhao Sicong saw that Zhao Fu'er really liked it, and since she was younger than her aunt, she gave away a lot of the prey to others.

Meng** shook her finger, "See, your perspective is too narrow again, isn't it? It's definitely Zhang Zhan!"

Tingyao rolled her eyes dramatically. "You're definitely going to lose this time, believe it or not."

Meng** said, "Whoever loses has to call the other 'dad'."

“Sure,” Tingyao said.

Jingzhe wanted to tug at Tingyao, but she had already told everyone.

She whispered, "Besides a fine ruby ​​hairpin, what other prizes does Zhang Zhan want this time? He was arguing with *** before we went in today."

As she spoke, Jingzhe's voice became even softer, "You should have sensed that our Ninth Prince is biased towards Zhang Zhan."

Tingyao: ? ? ?

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I think, what can I do if you insist on speaking so quickly?"

Tingyao: ...

In the dense forest.

Zhao Siwei glanced at the fallen roe deer and then at Zhang Zhan, who had also hunted a deer. "That's enough, let's go back."

"It's only been a short time," Zhang Zhan said, watching the deer running through the dense forest. "What's the rush? What are you so anxious about?"

Zhao Siwei told Da Shu to accompany Zhang Zhan, "I'm going to check out the other side of the trap. You just stay here and play. Don't go in. Just focus on shooting your deer, okay?"

Zhao Fu'er insisted on having a bear, wanting its skin to make a carpet.

Can you just have a bear whenever you want?

Clearly, there was only one reward in the previous life, prepared specifically for Zhao Fu'er. How come there's another prize in this life, and it's just a random one at that?

What exactly does Father want to do?

Zhang Zhan, too, I don't know what he wanted, but he insisted on this prize.

Zhao Sicong was determined to succeed, and he actually brought more than a hundred people in. Was he going to empty the forest?

Zhang Zhan glanced at him and said, "Are you taking care of your grandson?" His grandparents are still alive.

Seeing Zhao Siwei's calm gaze, Zhang Zhan felt a little guilty and said with a raised voice, "Okay, go ahead." He then asked, "Do you think Zhao Sicong might cheat?"

“If he cheats, I can cheat too.” Zhao Siwei was actually hoping Zhao Sicong would cheat. Besides, he had brought quite a few people with him, not only to protect them but also to help with the hunting.

Zhao Siwei rode away, watching the people chasing the deer, and asked Xiaoshu, "Where is Prince Fan?"

Xiaoshu pointed to a spot and said, "Over there."

Fan Wang missed a tiger, which was a real pity, when he heard from his attendants that Zhao Siwei had arrived.

"Ninth Brother, what are you doing here? Trying to steal my tiger?"

Zhao Siwei rode over on his horse. "Come and have a word with Uncle Wang." He said with a smile, "I wonder if Uncle Wang has time to talk to me?"

Fan Wang sized him up for a moment, then burst into laughter. "You little rascal, you didn't come here to delay me, so that Zhang Zhan and the others could take more things?"

"Uncle Wang dotes on us younger generation the most. If he thinks I'm a little less capable, he would probably give me his prey."

The two rode their horses to the side.

"It's fine to give it to you, but you can't just give it away for nothing, right? Although you are the junior, it's perfectly reasonable for me, as the elder, to give in to you, but you're not my only junior, don't you think?"

I can understand everything he says.

“Uncle Wang is an honest man, so I won’t beat around the bush. What is the deal my mother made with you?”

"You silly child, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want." Prince Fan stroked the horsewhip in his hand.

"When I was ten years old, I caused a scene at the Prince's mansion. Did the Prince want Zhang Zhan?" Zhao Siwei asked directly.

Prince Fan: "I just wanted to see him properly, but I didn't know you guys would spread such rumors and cause me so much trouble..."

Zhao Siwei thought to himself, whether I harm you or not is not up to me. How many men and women have died in the Prince's mansion over the years? Is that just a rumor?

"Why do you want to take a good look at Zhang Zhan?" Zhao Siwei asked, puzzled.

“I once had a brief affair with a woman at a villa in the imperial city. I just felt that Zhang Zhan looked a lot like her, and the age matched up. Although he is the heir apparent, I still had my doubts.”

Zhao Siwei cooperated with an "Ah," then asked with a hint of doubt, "There's such a reason? Then I really ruined Uncle Wang's plans back then."

“Zhang Zhan looks at me as if I’ve heard his voice.” Fan Wang said, glancing at Zhao Siwei. “I really like him.”

"That's easy. Zhang Zhan is playing over there. Uncle Wang, why don't you go over and talk to him and clear things up?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Wang's eyes darted around. "He probably thought I was very fast."

"How could Uncle Wang possibly outrun him?" Zhao Siwei handed over his jade pendant. "In the future, Uncle Wang, please remember your nephew whenever there are any good things."

Fan Wang pondered for a moment, then took the jade pendant. "This tiger should be nearby and hasn't gone far. Why don't you take a look for me?"

Zhao Siwei hummed in agreement, "It's my honor."

As Zhao Siwei watched the prince leave with two men, the smile on his face gradually faded.

His gaze fell on the dozen or so attendants, and after Fan Wang was completely out of sight, he touched a small crossbow in his hand.

With a whoosh.

Blood rain fell.

Zhang Zhan on the other end was genuinely trying to surround the deer herd.

He can't hit the others either.

It's easier with the deer; the guards who follow him will help him fight, and he can just shoot arrows.

Suddenly, Xu Yuan's expression changed.

Zhang Zhan, mistaking it for Zhao Siwei, exclaimed, "Come and see! It's you who's messing with me!" He looked up excitedly, but his expression changed drastically when he saw the man approaching on horseback. "Prince Fan?"

The men around Prince Fan quickly restrained Zhang Zhan's attendants.

Zhang Zhan had already run away from the courtyard, with only Xu Yuan and two attendants following him. At this moment, he was not on horseback, but with his bow and arrow pointed at Prince Fan.

"Good boy, do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me?"

Zhang Zhan: "I should have killed you back then."

He will never forget what happened back then.

Fan Wang said, "I know who you are, and you should understand that if I really wanted to do something with you, how could you have escaped all these years?"

Zhang Zhan didn't even want to look at him.

That's because he wasn't given a chance.

"Now that I've told His Majesty that you might be my son, do you think His Majesty will still dare to acknowledge you?"

Zhang Zhan listened to Xu Yuan's struggles and looked around.

Seeing King Fan approaching him step by step, he retreated step by step.

"Don't step on the deer you worked so hard to hunt."

Zhang Zhan: "Since you already knew who I was, how dare you?"

Prince Fan: "Isn't this even more interesting?"

Zhang Zhan felt nauseous.

Prince Fan stared at Zhang Zhan's face; he genuinely liked him.

As a child, he felt that he would definitely become a prominent figure in Beijing when he grew up, and he was right.

Actually, what difference does it make whether he is a prince or not?

Zhang Zhan turned around and started running, stepping back.

Fan Wang simply followed closely behind.

One is clearly running, and the other is walking.

Soon, Zhang Zhan fell down. He turned around and saw that Prince Fan was already in front of him.

That dream suddenly came to mind.

He gripped the dagger that was with him. Fan Wang chuckled, "You think you can hurt me?"

Zhang Zhan, however, held the dagger to his own neck.

"If I really want to do something to you, you can do it even if you die." Fan Wang looked at Zhang Zhan, who was so scared that he couldn't even get up, bent down, and reached out to grab his ankle.

Zhang Zhan raised his foot and kicked him.

King Fan said, "Do you know why I have no children?"

Zhang Zhan: "What's it to me? I'm not your son, and I don't want to be your son!"

Prince Fan grabbed Zhang Zhan's hand and snatched the dagger from his grasp. "Because of your father, your father's mother gave me a drug that made me infertile, but I've always been able to have sex. Do you know how devastated I was when I found out?"

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. You can kill His Majesty, you can kill the Empress Dowager, why are you talking to me, an unapproved prince!"

Prince Fan pinned Zhang Zhan down, kicked him to the ground, pressed his head against the ground, and knelt on his back. "Even if I kill them, I won't be alright, so I swore that I must ensure my imperial brother has no heir, and there are still a few fish that have escaped the net."

"You drugged His Majesty?" Zhang Zhan struggled, no longer caring about anything else, "Get out of my way!"

Prince Fan said, "It's impossible for the emperor not to want you. You must be his most favored prince. You can turn the crown prince and the ninth prince against each other."

Zhang Zhan broke free, but in Fan Wang's eyes, he was just a little quail. He simply pressed down on Zhang Zhan's foot and pulled him back. "Let's see."

Zhang Zhan's expression changed when he saw the jade pendant in Fan Wang's hand.

This jade pendant was something Zhao Siwei never parted with.

"Zhao Siwei gave you to me."

Zhang Zhan frowned. "Get out of here! No one can give me to you!" He'd rather bite his tongue and kill himself than let this bastard touch him again!

"If I destroy you, your father—"

Zhang Zhan raised his hand and slapped him, "Don't come after me for revenge. What good are these things you're doing to me?"

The slap actually made Prince Fan laugh. "Back then, when I didn't know you were the emperor's son, I was just waiting for Zhao Siwei to abandon you so I could bring you to the Prince's mansion and raise you there. I'd be your backer, much better than Zhao Siwei."

Zhang Zhan raised his foot to kick him, and then groped for a stone in his hand to throw at him.

During the struggle, Zhang Zhan was pinned down by Prince Fan.

"You dare!" Zhang Zhan gritted his teeth.

Fan Wang: "There's nothing I wouldn't dare to do, especially with your face—"

"roll!"

Zhang Zhan roared, and suddenly saw Fan Wang's head fall on him. He screamed and struggled in fright, scrambling and rolling as he was overturned and crawled behind a big tree.

Then, hearing footsteps approaching, he was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet and tried to run away.

"Zhang Zhan!"

"A-Zhan!"

Zhang Zhan stopped and turned to look at Zhao Siwei.

Seeing the blood on his body, and then looking at Prince Fan lying not far away.

Zhao Siwei handed him a long sword, "Do you want revenge?"

Zhang Zhan hesitated for only a moment, then turned around and punched Zhao Siwei in the face, saying, "You used me as bait!"

Zhao Siwei nodded, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to find you alone. I can't act without being alone."

Zhang Zhan punched him in the face again, then snatched the long sword from his hand and went towards Prince Fan, stabbing him in the heart without hesitation!

"go to hell!"

His hands were shaking after he finished poking.

Zhao Siwei walked over, pulled out the knife, and stabbed him a few more times.

"Take it and feed it to the wolves!"

Zhao Siwei glanced at Zhang Zhan, then at the sky.

It's going to rain in a little while.

A good time to cover up the crime.

"Should we continue?" Zhao Siwei asked.

Zhang Zhan's fists were numb, and he was breathing heavily.

"You, you deserve to die!"

Zhao Siwei: "Don't you often harm me regardless of whether I live or die? Do you know how I feel?"

"I didn't..."

"Something like that." Zhao Siwei stepped forward to look at him; his clothes were all fine. "What, did I take liberties with you?"

Zhang Zhan: "He wouldn't dare! But if he said less, you should think about what would happen to the two of us in the future."

"Sorry, killing his men is a bit troublesome." Zhao Siwei heard thunder starting in the sky. "This way."

"What else do you want to do?" Zhang Zhan followed.

Zhao Siwei: "I'm still thinking about it."

He had only just decided to kill Prince Fan.

Staying with Prince Fan would certainly be beneficial for him, but what if he wasn't careful and something happened to Zhang Zhan...?

He can do without the help from Prince Fan, but once he dies, someone will need to take over his power.

When the time comes, the most capable person will take over.

As long as he does a good job, even if someone feels that the death is not right, who would suspect him?

After all, his reputation in the capital was that of a rogue prince.

Zhang Zhan followed Zhao Siwei, asking, "When did you become so familiar with the hunting grounds?"

Zhao Siwei thought to himself: You recognized me instantly when you were chasing me in my past life.

He finally landed in a cave, and as the two went inside, a torrential downpour began.

"Are you going to attack the Crown Prince?"

"I'm thinking about whether to pin the blame for Prince Fan's death on the Crown Prince, or just leave it as it is."

Zhang Zhan replied, "My brothers from the Marquis's mansion are still here."

Zhao Siwei took the damp handkerchief that Da Shu handed him and wiped the bloodstains off his body. "Do you really have to clean up here?"

Zhang Zhan: "By the way."

Zhao Siwei gave Da Shu a wink.

Zhang Zhan said, "The Crown Prince can move."