After dressing as a sick and weak villain

"Palmprint?"

A greeting came from behind, and Chu Xie saw Zhao Xuan, the eldest son of the Duke of Yue, getting off his horse at the other end, saluted him and asked, "It's really rare to meet Chu's palm print in the hunting ground."

The son of Zhao Xuan was a few months older than Chu Xie, but he still looked like a young man, his body was improved, and his movements were neat and crisp when he dismounted.

"Oh, it's also boring to be bored at home. Take someone out to relax."

Chu Xie didn't return the salute, and moved his chin slightly out of the way. Only then did Zhao Xuan see clearly that the person behind him was a strange child.

He looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old.Then he asked: "I haven't seen it before, who's young master?"

Chu Xie is always talking about the sword, and is used to playing tricks. Many people have suffered from him secretly. On the one hand, they are terrified of him, and on the other hand, they rush to deal with him.

I've never seen him leading someone's young master around like a follower.

He couldn't help but pay more attention to that young master.

"This child is Jiang Yanchi." Chu Xie explained.

Zhao Xuan's expression changed.

Jiang Yanchi, is that Jiang Yanchi?

At this delicate moment, what did Chu Xie do to get this pair of mother and son out of the cold palace.

You know, the son of King Ningyuan, who is protected by Zhen Guohou's family, is already on his way to Beijing.

Zhao Xuan was not stupid either, he glanced back and forth at the three of them, and after careful thought, he vaguely guessed Chu Xie's purpose.

Just pull him over and take a few more steps: "Are you trying to push this kid to the throne?"

"Ah."

Chu Xie readily admitted.

"You're crazy. Half of the Yue clan's blood is flowing on him! No one will agree with him being emperor!" Zhao Xuan lowered his voice, "Besides, Marquis Zhenguo, King Ningyuan, and Rong Duke, the three families are acting as guarantors to push Jiang Jingwen, king of Nalingcheng County, to be the crown prince, why do you have to go into this muddy water!"

"Jiang Jingyan can't be emperor."

Chu Xie said, "It's not that your Majesty doesn't have a son, how can you get him in his turn?"

"Then Jiang Jingyan is also the grandson of the late emperor! Besides, King Ningyuan and Marquis Zhen Guo both hold the military power, so it's not easy to provoke..."

Chu Xie glanced at the child who was stumbling on Mashan not far away, and said firmly, "I want Jiang Yanchi to be the emperor."

You ask me why.

Because this is the fucking script that I have to go.

"Qin Tianjian has done the calculations, saying that the red clouds in the northwest are amiable recently, the emperor's star has moved, and Ziwei's star has risen. Jiang Jingfan is located in the northwest, so he is the one. Besides, he passed by Yunhua Temple two days ago and asked for a lottery on the way. , is the emperor's decree! There is no one in a thousand miles, isn't this fate!"

The emperor's decree, what the hell is the emperor's decree.Feudal superstition dog things.

Chu Xie thought about it, but Zhao Xuan woke him up.

He took the child off the horse, patted the ashes on his sleeve, and said, "Let's go."

"doing what?"

Chu Xie looked at Duan Se and said, "Your Majesty will know when you go." Then she turned her head and waved at Zhao Xuan, expressing that she had to take a step ahead if she had something to do.

***

Incense is constantly burning in Lingmiao Temple, as soon as you step in, you can smell the incense.Chu Xie watched as the abbot handed the lottery to Jiang Yanchi, and the child looked up at himself outside the door. Chu Xie nodded gently, signaling him to boldly ask for a lottery.

A lottery shakes out.

The bell in the temple rang suddenly, startling the magpies on the tree.

"It's the emperor's order..."

"The emperor's order..."

"How is it possible, isn't the son of Prince Ningyuan also..."

"Shh..."

The temple was full of voices.

The elderly abbot, Amitabha, knelt down and kowtowed in front of the Buddha.

Jiang Yanchi glanced at the lottery in the abbot's hand, turned his head slightly, and through the gap between the staggered and shaking figures behind him, he saw the person standing still outside the door without moving.

He didn't smile.

He stared blankly at the big Buddha in front of him.

At that moment, Jiang Yanzhi felt something.

This person dares to play tricks on this kind of thing - he doesn't recognize gods and Buddhas at all, and he is fearless.People who don't even believe in gods and Buddhas are often extremely terrifying.

After leaving the temple, Jiang Yanchi was silent all the way back.

The disturbing premonition became more and more profound, making it hard to breathe in the heart.

Chu Xie wanted to make himself a prince.

Jiang Yanchi was finally convinced of this.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, he saw an obituary handed over to the mansion.

Before it was opened, I heard the person in charge say: "My lord, His Royal Highness... committed suicide in fear of crime."

Jiang Yanchi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes fell on the obituary.

Chu Xie's fingers were slender and smooth, so white and spotless.

The servants handed him the stove and put on a snow-white cloak for him.

His face was covered by warm velvet, his eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, covering the darkness and silence everywhere.

"Don't tell Your Majesty just yet. Your Majesty is in poor health, so I'm afraid you won't hear this sad story."

The words are gentle, so inconsiderate.

He is fearless alone, and it is okay to be bound by power.However, he hoped that his mother would live a safe and happy life without any worries.

It doesn't matter if this prince is inappropriate.

But the next day, the news that His Royal Highness in the Chu Mansion had obtained the Emperor's Order spread throughout the entire imperial capital, and almost everyone was talking about who could be the new crown prince, His Royal Highness or the Little County King.

The battle for reserves is like an arrow on the string.

Had to post.

call out--

An arrow flew out.

Draw an arc and insert it into the grass, without even touching the target, and even missing a lot.

The master has been teaching for several days, and the little highness still can't draw the bow.

Great Wei established the country with martial arts. To be honest, there has never been such a useless prince.

Chu Xie was eating melon seeds on a high platform in the distance, and there was no one around, so he didn't put on a sullen face, complaining about depression and the system in his head.

"Is it okay... I can't read, and I can't draw a bow. If you can't write, you can't do martial arts. Am I looking for the wrong hero?"

"I'm right, it's him. His surname is Jiang, his first name is Yanchi, and his style name is Fengyu." The system carefully confirmed it, and comforted him, "He may be... a late bloomer type."

"Late?" Chu Xie smashed a handful of melon seeds on the table, cursing, "If you are late, you won't be able to succeed! The little prince of the clan will be in the capital soon, and he is capable of both civil and martial arts, decathlon! What does my child look like?" , how to follow the plot, how to push him to the throne?! I won’t do it anymore, this task is too difficult, this male lead is a useless stone hammer!”

As soon as Chu Xie was about to drop the pick, the system panicked.

"There must be a turning point in the future! Host, don't worry... Besides, even if the hero is weaker, your villain's buff is still very strong. You should think of a way..."

Think of a way, think of a way, and ask me to think of a way again!

Chu Xie, one head and two big, sat back down again.

Just as he was seated, he turned his head and saw the little Highness shoot an arrow again, this time it shot farther, and almost killed the master standing by the target.

"..."

Chu Xie looked at the little Highness who was at a loss and was apologizing obediently, and felt that his eyes were going black.

"He grew up in the cold palace, and nothing is normal... How could the host despise him so much..."

Another arrow went out, this time the bowstring was not drawn properly at all, as soon as he let go, the arrow slid directly from his hand and fell in front of his heels.

"At least...at least he looks, very cute..." The system's voice became weaker and weaker.

His Highness picked it up shyly, and squatted on the ground, looking like he was about to cry after failing too many times.

Chu Xie was about to cry too.

Little ancestor, what's going on.A few days ago, I didn't realize that you are so useless.

"He went to war later, let's see... it should be... oh yes, the second year after you were executed by Ling Chi, the host."

Chu Xie's temples were throbbing with pain.

I almost forgot about Ling Chi.

Chu Xie, who is so awesome, has to be executed by such a waste Ling Chi... Why Ling Chi, can you write the word Ling Chi?

It's hot.

"Isn't there another buddy who wants to wear it in? He also said that it was an assist from the decent side, what about people? If you don't come to help, I will really be lost."

What kind of garbage protagonist.

A Dou who couldn't even help him up.

"Let's see... Soon, just two months later, the host insists a little longer. After Jiang Yanchi is crowned prince, the second host will come in... By then, you won't be fighting alone..."

It's still two months.

Chu Xie is bald.

He also said that he would be tortured and suffer for him in the later stage.Looking at that listless appearance, she is always aggrieved like a little girl.

With the same virtue as his heartless mother, she will cry in addition to crying, and if she really wants to torture her, she might have to jump the moat.

At that time, not to mention the collapse of the supporting roles of the two tool men, the protagonist's line collapses faster, and the full text is directly fast-forwarded to BE.

"Host, think of a way... If you don't think of a way, our little protagonist's crown prince will be snatched by that little county king..."

"You too...you know how to let me find a way! I have thought of many ways along the way. The protagonist is so hot that he can't even win the position of prince. Is it appropriate for you to let the villain figure out a way!" Chu Chu When Xiehuo came up, he couldn't help but exhale, "What can the villain do, the villain is also very desperate!"

"Woooooooo..."

"Cry, everyone knows how to cry!"

The system shut down with a beep.

Chu Xie felt the cold wind blowing towards his face, so he couldn't help but gathered the cloak around his body, and hugged the gold wire heater tightly in his hand.

——The stove is still a little warm.

"Prepare the sedan chair and go out."

At the small inn next to the official road more than ten miles outside the city, I saw a mighty group of people, all dressed as officials, sitting and drinking tea.

The striking word 'Ning'an' was printed on the carriage.

It was the carriage and horse that escorted Jiang Jingyan, the son of Prince Ning'an.

Jiang Yanchi hid himself in the shadows of the forest, and the horse stopped in the distance. Everyone was staring at the carved mahogany sedan chair with pearl and jade curtains.

King Ning'an has been in the northwest fiefdom for a long time, and most of his followers are used to the bitter cold.

It was the first time I saw such a beautiful sedan chair.

After the bead curtain was lifted.

Holding the gold silk heater in his hand and wearing a pure white cloak, Chu Xie touched the ground with his toes, Shi Shiran lowered his head, and was helped out of the sedan chair by the soldiers.

Those officials all stared straight away, they didn't hold the teacup in their hands, and there were red spots from being burned.

It's a beauty.

Cut the autumn pupils, and the eyebrows are far away from the mountains.Slender hands are fairer than women's.

So fucking good looking.Are all the people in the imperial city this good-looking?

Heard some movement outside.

The county king Jiang Jingwen came out of the post station, and happened to meet Chu Xie who had just got off the sedan chair.

Jiang Jingwen's Adam's apple slipped up and down, and he choked for a moment.

Before Chu Xie could speak, he turned his dark eyes and saw Jiang Jingyan inside.

I thought, I've caught you, grandson.

At this time, it is time to add chaos to fight for the throne, what are you fighting for, and you are fighting for your horse.

Uncle Chu will teach you how to be a man today.

With a silent smile on her face, she saw the beauty pacing towards her. The elegant fragrance of cypress permeated with the wind, and the cold wind blew a strand of hair on her temples, and she was intoxicated by the smell.

"But His Royal Highness."

Ah, the voice of the beauty is also nice.

Jiang Jingfan only felt his heart go numb, and nodded patronizingly, and then coughed lightly to cover up his lack of focus just now.Folding palms together, he saluted very politely: "Jing Fan hasn't been to Beijing for a long time, may I ask who is the lord in the court?"

"I'm Chu Xie."

The four words are like thunder on the ground.

The county king who had just come back to his senses was so shocked that three souls lost seven souls.

Chu Xie didn't panic at all, he found a clean place and asked his followers to wipe it again, sat down unhurriedly, and ordered another pot of hot tea.

"What's the matter with His Royal Highness entering Beijing?"

"Oh, I heard that His Majesty is seriously ill. Mrs. Rong Guogong is my aunt, and it is she who asked Your Majesty to allow me to visit on behalf of my father..."

"I see." Chu Xie smiled sweetly, almost blinding the county king in this barren mountain.

"But it's not a good time right now, the imperial city is in a lot of chaos recently."

Jiang Jingwen asked: "Master Chu is talking about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... To be honest, the King came here this time because he wanted to see the Prince's cousin again, it is..."

Chu Xie saw grief in his eyes, and interrupted him: "His Royal Highness has been imprisoned in Zhao Prison."

Jiang Jingyan's back stiffened.

The biting chill pierced from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

"What did you say."

"I said, His Royal Highness, you have been imprisoned in Zhao Prison for ten days."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingyan gasped.

Although Chu Xie looked sad and regretful in front of him, the light shining from the depths of his eyes was icy cold.

"It's so pitiful. I went to see him once in Zhao Prison, and there really wasn't a single piece of good flesh on him. The mace's fangs and long whips are all barbed, so go down with one whip!" Chu Xie looked at Jiang Jingfan His shoulders trembled following his words, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "The blood congealed into beads, dripping down."

The eyes of the young king in front of him were trembling.

As soon as his knees softened, he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the entourage around him helped him to stand still.