Chapter 33:

The words of Xie Zichen silenced the prince. He frowned and thought for a long time, and said a little uneasy: "You said Wei Lan is the father of the emperor, then he put Wei Lan on the side of the third brother, isn't it..."
"Prince no worries," Xie Zichen's voice was flat, but became the prince's greatest comfort at this time: "You are the prince. If you don't go on a business trip, no one can abandon you, so the most important thing for your Royal Highness now is that there can be no mistakes. "
"It doesn't matter if this is your fault, or someone else blamed it on you." Xie Zichen looked at the prince quietly, and the prince slowly calmed down. After a long time, he said: "Yes, the lonely prince, if there is nothing wrong, it is The father can't do anything. Moreover, the lone grandfather is Zhen Guo Gong, and lonely is not a prince with nothing."
"It's urgent," Xie Zichen retracted his gaze and said slowly: "The most important thing for your Highness is plump wings. Wang Xi and I don't have to say much. Huan Heng will not be your Majesty's person, but he can be your Majesty's ally; and Both Ji Shao and Luchen love Fengyue and are not good at camping, but they are extremely prestigious among the students, make good use of them, and are also talents. Nowadays, Lin Che should be the most concerned."
"Lin Che?"
"Lin Che is the eldest son of the Lin family of the queen's mother family, and the cousin of the third prince. Now he is studying with the prince. What about the prince?"
With that, Xie Zichen looked at the prince and continued: "How does your Highness plan to draw in or suppress?"
"You..." The prince was a little embarrassed: "What do you think?"
"If you can't help me, kill him." Xie Zichen spoke lightly, and the prince looked terrified, and suddenly felt that the night breeze on the waterside was a little cold.
"His Royal Highness does not need to think too much," Xie Zichen looked at the waterside pavilion, his eyes solemnly: "The prince only needs to give his servants and money to be a good prince. Everything is done by his own."
"The lonely gave you money. Isn't it the crime of loneliness to find out?" The prince sneered and laughed: "What is the wise man?"
"There are many shops underneath. Your Royal Highness might as well let people patronize more." Xie Zichen took out a list and handed it to the prince, and said indifferently: "Some of these shops have hired men to do chores all the year round. Doesn't Your Highness have some friends in the dark? ?"
Xie Zichen was going to be a guard with him.
The prince understood immediately. He took the list and put it in his sleeve, nodded, and said indifferently: "I know it."
The two saw Wei Lan walking towards the waterside from a distance. Xie Zichen followed without a trace. After seeing him, Wei Lan glanced at him and saw the prince in the distance. He bowed his eyebrows and said, "Thank you brother, the lake view is good just now." ?"
"What does Shizi think?" Xie Zichen said lightly, and Wei Lan walked to the water pavilion with him. The two seemed to have been walking together for a long time, chatting about trivial matters, and just stepping into the water pavilion, Huan Heng shouted "Alan! "I just rushed over, then stepped on the hem of the clothes, and fell directly in front of Wei Lan in the form of a dog eating shit.
Wei Lan's heart hurt at the time, so she squatted down quickly, helped Huanheng up, and looked at Huanheng's beautiful face.
Fortunately, the face is not bad.
Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly: "Why are you so reckless?"
"Happy!" Huan Heng raised his glass, obviously drunk, and shouted: "Alan is here, Heng, happy!"
Such a straightforward expression made Wei Lan's heart soft.
She raised her hand to wipe the dust on Huan Heng's face, and said gently: "Get up, take you back."
As he said, the prince stepped into the water pavilion and saw the scattered places. He sighed and said: "Why do you drink like this? Come," said, the palace people filed in, and the prince ordered: "Everyone Let the son go back to the yard."
The palace people came forward and pulled up the people who were still struggling to drink. The others are okay, only Huan Heng, who can't hold back his drunkenness, said to Wei Lan, "I only need Alan to help! No one touch me, let me go!"
Wei Lan was a little funny, but she really didn't dare to help Huanheng at the moment. Who knows if he would do something like a and clothes? So she folded her hands between her sleeves, smiling as she watched everyone pulling Huan Heng.
Huan Heng is a military commander of martial arts. Where ordinary palace people can live in, he will break away in three or two strokes and staggered towards Wei Lan. Wei Lan smiled and saw that she was about to be in front of her, Huan Heng Looking at Wei Lan with a smile, "Alan, I'm coming..."
Before he could finish his words, Xie Zichen, who was standing next to him, was caught off guard with a hand knife. Huan Heng rolled his eyes and fell down. Wei Lan and the crown prince looked at Xie Zichen in surprise. Xie Zichen shook his hands and talked to the palace nearby. Indifferently: "Let's take it away."
After speaking, he bowed to the prince and turned to leave. Wei Lan smiled with the prince, and then caught up with Xie Zichen, shook the fan and said, "Even A Heng can stun with a palm. The fourth son of Xie is good at martial arts."
"Learning sword since childhood, my father is kind and dare not to be fine."
Xie Zichen spoke indifferently, and couldn't help but recall. In fact, this should have happened in the previous life.
As a bastard, he also expected to be cared for when he was young. His father invited the famous sword Li Xun to teach his second brother, and he secretly learned from behind. He is smarter and harder than others. At a young age, he not only does a good essay, but also a good swordsmanship. However, all this excellence is just to carry the humble wishes of a child, and hope his father can do more. Look at him.
But such a simple wish has long been buried in the time of many years and many years. After this life, he worked hard to practice swords, just knowing that after many years, Da Chu will be in war, and he is very likely to be sent. The battlefield, just prepare for this early.
The expression on his face was calm, but Wei Lan inexplicably seemed to feel the change in this person's mood. She turned her eyes to look at Xie Zichen, knocked her palms with a small fan, and lowered her eyes.
"Zichen," she said slowly: "Sometimes I feel that if you weren't so strong, it would be much better."
"What is the meaning of the son?" Xie Zichen was a little surprised. Wei Lan turned to look at him, with pity in her eyes: "If Zichen does not have the world in mind, Lan is willing to become a big tree, sheltering her son from wind and rain, and protecting her son and his life well."
She said so earnestly and touchingly, if it were a woman, she would have been moved.
Rao Xie Zichen has a certain degree of resistance to her neurotic words, but he also feels that Wei Lan is saying these things from the heart. He couldn't help but feel a little touched. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The son of love is loved. ."
"However, don't worry, Zichen," Wei Lan smiled heartily, turned to look forward, and slowly said: "Zichen has the ability to be a good minister, and has a heart of all directions. Lan just feels regret, and didn't think much. "
Xie Zichen nodded, and replied with a low voice, "Yes."
The palace man helped those drunk sons to slowly overtake the two of them. The two of them wandered in the forest. After all, they drank, and they came up with alcohol, and they lost a lot of bends. Xie Zichen couldn't bear it for a while and said directly: Your Majesty told you to go out, right?"
Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "How?"
"What about the son?" Xie Zichen looked up at Wei Lan: "Really only planning to be a pair of eyes?"
"What about the Fourth Young Master Xie?" Wei Lan couldn't help laughing: "Really only intending to be a knife in the shadow of the prince?"
"A clever person like the Fourth Young Master Xie," Wei Lan slowly unfolded the folding fan in her hand, and a thin blade suddenly popped out from the top of the fan, glowing in the moonlight. Wei Lan raised his hand and turned the folding fan. Under the moonlight, the folding fan turned like a dancing girl, and then fell firmly into Wei Lan's hand. Wei Lan raised her head and stared into Xie Zichen's eyes, and slowly said, "Don't you know the truth about the death of a cunning rabbit and the lack of cooking?"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen slowly laughed.
There was sarcasm in his smile, cold and beautiful. Wei Lan's heart beat suddenly fast. The person in front of me was like a poppy in full bloom for an instant, with thrilling beauty, but extremely dangerous.
Wei Lan couldn't help but feel a little dry, but she remembered the promise between the two that she was a person who kept her promise. She said that if she didn't make any suggestions, she wouldn't make another idea, so she opened and closed her small fan. Rigidly looked away and looked aside.
Xie Zichen has always been slow to these things, and still doesn't know Wei Lan's mind, and said coldly: "So, why don't you help me?"
"Huh?" Wei Lan paused and looked at Xie Zichen, who also stopped, his expression indifferent.
There is no need to say the following.
There is no minister who doesn't want to kill his master, if that master is not obedient.
Putting himself in the position of a hunting dog was just because Xie Zichen had no choice. A concubine, without special means, how can he get to that position quickly?
The night breeze slowly passed, and Wei Lan watched Xie Zichen quietly.
After a long time, she couldn't help but slowly laughed: "Why does Zichen rely on me? I feel that I am a son of the world, and I will throw away the olive branch extended by all parties and accept you as a bastard?"
As he said, Wei Lan lowered her eyebrows and looked at the small fan in her hand: "Even if the princes are kind to me in the Longxin Hou Mansion, the kindness is not so repaid."
"I can marry Wei Hua," Xie Zichen said indifferently: "In three years, I will become the jewel of the Xie family, and I will come to propose marriage. In this way, you can rest assured to form an alliance?"
Wei Lan didn't speak, she raised her head, inch by inch, her eyes cold.
Xie Zichen frowned. Marrying Wei Hua was the fastest way he could think of binding with Wei Lan. He had never thought that Wei Lan would show such an expression.
And Wei Lan's heart also collapsed.
Why do two of them always want to marry Wei Hua! !
However, she could not show this collapse on her face, she could only pretend to be angry, and said coldly: "I will not turn my sister's lifelong happiness into a political bargaining chip. I, Wei Lan, stand upright and want to give my family a stable place. I will never do anything like selling a girl!"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen was silent for a moment. If he had a sister whom he would love, he would be in the same mood. He immediately understood Wei Lan. Thinking of Wei Hua's appearance, he raised his head and solemnly said: "I will treat her well. She will be treated like a jewel in the palm of her life, and she will never accept concubines, you What do you think?"
Wei Lan twitched her eyes, thinking that the person in front of her probably didn't understand her, and said angrily: "My sister's marriage should be decided by herself. If you have the heart to form an alliance, please don't hit her again!"
Xie Zichen didn't say a word, thinking hard, Wei Lan snorted, and said, "Brother Xie think about it slowly, Lan will leave first."
After that, he turned and left, and walked back into the house quickly. As soon as I returned to the yard, I saw Ranmo and Xietong standing at the door like two door gods. Ranmo immediately greeted him and said excitedly: "The son!"
Wei Lan was irritated and shook her fan. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a screen erected on the bed, separating the two sides of the bed. With a twitch, Wei Lan pointed at the screen and said, "What is this?!"
"Shizi," Ranmo Pride followed, and said in a low voice, "So you can avoid sharing the bed with Xie Zichen!"
"Is it interesting to deceive yourself?" Wei Lan said coldly, "And it's just a bunk bed, no matter what counts as sharing the same bed, even if I don't want fame, I will still marry in four days. Take a step back and say that it is not the one who suffers. Me, what are you doing with this thing?"
"Uh..." Ranmo cautiously said: "You are after all..."
"Retreat to me!"
Wei Lan said in a cold voice: "So awkward, what it looks like! If you do this kind of thing in the future, you will get me back and go back!"
Hearing this, as soon as he thought of the big bosses on the frontier, Yanmo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and removed the screen. Wei Lan had a headache, and felt that Xie Zichen should pay attention if he dyed ink to do a few more such abnormal things.
The more magnanimous, the easier it is to deceive.
Thinking about it, she shook the fan and said lightly: "Prepare water."
"Sixth Young Master Xie should be back, right?"
Yan Mo spoke subconsciously, and Wei Lan looked at it coldly: "It's all men, wouldn't Xie Zichen not bathe in me forever? He is not abnormal, so he still has to guard me to bathe?"
"Oh." Ranmo nodded immediately and went to fetch water. After finishing the water in a while, Dye Mo put down the curtain of the compartment and watched Wei Lan walk into the room behind the curtain, guarding at the door nervously.
Even if it is a man and a man, Da Chu still pays great attention to privacy. Therefore, the bathroom was originally separated by a thick curtain, and a screen was erected. After the curtain was put down, nothing was visible, but the ink was dyed. Still feel extremely nervous.
Not long after Wei Lan was in the bathroom, Xie Zichen hurried back. As soon as he returned to the house, he heard the sound of water, his brow furrowed, dyeing ink was still feeling nervous, and he saw the other party turning around and leaving and sitting down in the courtyard.
After Wei Lan finished washing, she changed into a large robe and walked out. Now she is sharing the bed with Xie Zichen, and she can't take off her heart shield and Adam's apple at night.
I wonder if the will never grow bigger?
Wei Lan walked out barefoot, dyed ink followed behind her, hugged her waist-length hair with a kerchief and wiped it carefully.
When Xie Zichen walked in, he happened to see Wei Lan just out of the bath. The white skin was reddish, the wet hair spread out, and the wide clothes were tightly covered, but they were even more reverie. I couldn't help thinking about the beauty underneath the clothes.
She was sitting on the edge of the couch with Erlang's legs tilted, flipping through the book in her hand, Dye Mo stood and wiped her undry long hair again and again, water drops flowing down her neck into the clothes, not knowing where it was going.
She didn't wear shoes and socks, and her small, shiny feet protruded from under her clothes, like a small lotus pointy, and she looked awe-inspiring.
Xie Zichen forced his gaze away from her, suppressing the hoarse emotion in her voice, and said with Xie Tong: "Prepare water."
Thinking, before Xie Tong left, he strode out, held down Xie Tong, and lowered his voice: "Leng Shui."
Xie Tong glanced at him strangely, saw Xie Zichen's unexplained appearance, nodded, then turned and left. Xie Zichen himself stood on the corridor for a while, took a few deep breaths, and then turned back to the house.
Wei Lan was still reading. Xie Zichen learned from her experience this time. Instead of looking at her, she went back to her case, sat down on her knees, and finally said what she had thought about for a long time: "If I and Miss Wei are sincere If we are happy, Wei Shizi won't stop him?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan's heart trembled. She raised her head and frowned. Seeing Xie Zichen looking down at the scroll, she couldn't help but smile.
"you like her?"
"perhaps."
Xie Zichen's voice trembled.
He didn't know whether he liked Wei Hua or not, but he knew that Wei Hua had a face similar to Wei Lan. Such a beauty was too easy to sink. He was afraid that if he let go, he would regret for life.
Marrying Wei Hua was a necessary thing. He always felt that everything in the world can be calculated. For example, if you like someone, if necessary, he can learn to like him, and then let him like him.
And Wei Hua is not only necessary, but also has a look that makes him happy. Even without Wei Lan, he would still marry this person.
So thinking about it, Xie Zichen finally made such a decision.
He put down his book, looked up at Wei Lan, and said seriously: "If I am happy with Miss Wei, three years later, I will have the identity of a matching Miss Shang and go to propose marriage. If I and Wei Da The young lady has no such fate, and I will never put the eldest lady in this political sordid for my own sake. What does Brother Lan think?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Lan simply laughed angrily.
Anyway, even the emperor cheated, she didn't care about cheating again. So she raised a smile on her face and slowly said, "But, my sister has already promised a life-long marriage with a good friend of mine. Brother Xie is afraid it will be too late."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen frowned and thought of a name: "Lin Xia?"
"Exactly, Brother Xie also knows?"
If he sneered inwardly, Xie Zichen really didn't like Wei Hua. Hearing this news, Xie Zichen was not surprised at all. He nodded, and then said indifferently: "It seems that Brother Lan can only answer my invitation after a long time."
With that said, Xie Zichen looked up at Wei Lan, his eyes faintly: "Brother Lan, please wait for Zichen's full wings to make a choice."
"Good." Wei Lan looked down.
At this time, Xie Tong had already prepared the water, carrying the bucket and said, "Master, the water is ready."
Xie Zichen nodded, turned and walked behind the curtain. Looking at the thick curtains in front of him and the appearance of Xie Tong's serious guarding, Wei Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting her chin, instantly feeling a little sad.
The curtain is so thick that I can't see the beauty taking a bath, so sad.
After dyeing Momo sweeping Wei Lan's expression, she knew what she was thinking, and she lowered her voice: "If the curtain can see the person inside taking a shower, Shizi, you might be even more sad."
Upon hearing this, Wei Lan sighed and nodded.
But even if you can really see it from the curtain. In fact, Wei Lan wouldn't go to see it either, she was just romantic, not indecent.
Thinking about this, Xie Zichen quickly washed it out.
Unlike Wei Lan, who was dressed strictly, Xie Zichen just tied the nightgown at will and walked out. The nightgown showed his large chest, and his slender legs were exposed as soon as he walked around. Wei Lan took a deep breath and looked at the other party intently, then immediately felt Meng Lang again, turned her head, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't look at evil, don't look at evil."
Although she has a heart that wants to see beauty, she is essentially a gentleman.
It's like although she always wants to kiss this and touch that, but under normal circumstances, when the other party is not willing, she will not do it. Even if the other party volunteered, she had to consider it before doing it.
Xie Zichen didn't understand how bad his behavior was, but she knew that since she was determined to treat him as a brother and would no longer be responsible for him in the future, she could not take advantage of Xie Zichen.
After turning her head with strong willpower for a while, she heard Xie Zichen sitting next to her, and then heard the other person say: "You stared at the wall for a long time, what are you looking at?"
"You..." Wei Lan held back for a long time before finally saying: "You wear too little."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen suddenly stiffened, and then he remembered that this is a broken sleeve!
His complexion changed, he immediately wrapped his clothes, tied his belt tightly, and then said: "Okay, it's mine. Turn your face away."
Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief, unable to say whether it was loss or relaxation. Turning her head, she saw Xie Zichen who was letting Xie Tong rub his hair and was wrapped in chain bones.
She felt a little stupid again, and she should look at it more. Even if he didn't look twice, he shouldn't be reminded. The welfare is gone, and the happy life seems to be less.
Gentlemen are always difficult to do.
Wei Lan thought silently.
"I just couldn't help it." Seeing Wei Lan's disappointed expression, Xie Zichen picked up the tea with a calm expression: "I forgot that you are a broken sleeve. I will pay attention to it in the future."
Wei Lan: "..."
I am not a broken sleeve, really, no!
However, she couldn't say these words. She sighed, lay back under the quilt, and sighed: "Go to sleep."
Xie Zichen nodded, and after drying his hair, asked Xie Tong to turn off the light, returned to his own quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.
Wei Lan's sleeping posture was always standard. When it was midnight, she suddenly dreamed that she was covered by many stones, and the stones hit her chest and body, making her almost unable to breathe.
She woke up suddenly from her sleep and found that Xie Zichen was hanging on her body. Lean her head on her shoulders, put her legs on her thighs, press her hands on her breastplate...
She just said why she was so crushed by the huge stone that she couldn't breathe!
She took a deep breath, a bit angry, but turned her head to see the defenseless expression on Xie Zichen’s handsome face, and a few messy hairs on his forehead, like a child, compared to the usual The gloom was deep, Wei Lan couldn't help but laughed, her temperament disappeared.
She changed her posture and lay on her side, so that he could not touch her key parts, just put it on her shoulders and thighs.
Think about it, this time he took the initiative, Wen Xiang Nuanyu is in front, even if she is polite, she should hug. So he stretched out his hand, put his hand on the other's waist, and touched it twice.
After doing this, she closed her eyes contentedly and didn't care about it anymore. When Xie Zichen slowly opened his eyes the next morning, he saw that Wei Lan's face was nearly perfect.
She put her hand on his waist, and he was hanging on her body, and according to the position, he should have rolled over.
Xie Zichen held his breath and was stunned. For a long time, his sanity finally returned to his mind. He quickly let go, and got up from the bed carefully and quickly, fearing to startle the person on the bed, and then picked up his clothes, like a fancier who fled in embarrassment after a one-night stand, and ran out.
Wei Lan slowly opened her eyes and couldn't help but smile.
Then I heard Xie Tong's surprised question outside: "My son, what are you doing out with your clothes?"
Xie Zichen: "..."
Can you not ask questions at this awkward moment?
The author has something to say:
Ran Mo: "Miss, don't you think you are a hooligan?"
Wei Lan: "How can you say that to me? I am obviously a gentleman. I don't even look at the beauty when I go out in the bath."
Xie Zichen: "Yes, you don't look at it, you usually touch it directly."
Xie Tong: "Master, the eldest son is pretty good, she just touches, and always thinks about being responsible. I...well, I won't say anything."
Prince: "I always feel that I will not live long."
Third Prince: "Give me a chance to play, author."
Author: "leave more words, give you the opportunity to play."
Reader: "I don't want to see him, forget it, leave a message."
Author: "......"