Chapter 281: His Highness Proton, Please Stay 34

"Your Highness Proton, why is this happening?"

Xiao Wan, who had been serving by Wan Qixiu's side, was very puzzled by this, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw him becoming more and more embarrassed day by day.

"Xiao Wan, it's better not to inquire about some things, these things have nothing to do with you."

Wan Qixiu looked at Xiao Wan, who had been helping him by his side, and thought that he couldn't affect him, so he opened his mouth to organize him and asked him to inquire less.

"Your Highness Proton! Are you treating Xiao Wan as an outsider? Xiao Wan can touch his conscience and say that he is loyal to His Royal Highness Proton, really! Even if it is death, Xiao Wan is willing! ”

As he spoke, Xiao Wan knelt on the ground directly, stretched out three fingers and swore to the sky, and the look in his eyes could also be said to be true.

"Hey... You... Get up! It's nothing, it's just... balabala…”

In the end, Wan Qixiu still didn't twist him, and then told him what he had done recently, but he didn't say anything about his ambitions.

"Just because of this matter, the emperor wants to keep you under strict control? That's too much, isn't it? No way! I have to go find the princess to save you! ”

Xiao Wan is a good boy who knows how to repay his kindness, he doesn't want to watch Wan Qixiu be watched all day long like this, so he just left him alone and ran away.

When the emperor received the news, Xiao Wan had already run out of Xiuyuan, while Wan Qixiu was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with an indifferent face.

When the emperor and Lao Zhuang arrived, they saw this scene at a glance, which made Lao Zhuang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and subconsciously glanced at the emperor beside him.

The latter said that he was also at a loss, and then the two exchanged glances and walked into Xiuyuan together.

"The emperor and the general came to the cold house, and they invited Haihan if they were not well entertained."

When the two of them sat on the stone bench around Wan Qixiu, he had been making tea all along, and then he opened his mouth and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"Wan Qixiu, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

Lao Zhuang, who has always done things in a hurry, went straight to the point without saying a word, which made the emperor who was just about to take a sip of tea couldn't help but jump his eyebrows.

Then he took a sip of tea, silently put down the cup and looked at Lao Zhuang, coughing slightly unnaturally.

"Ahem... That is true... I guess you know why I'm suddenly keeping you under strict guard, right? ”

Wan Qixiu, who was just about to drink tea, subconsciously paused his wrist when he heard this, and then drank all the tea in the cup.

The slightly bitter taste of tea instantly filled the entire mouth, and according to the other thoughts in his heart, the corners of Wan Qixiu's mouth subconsciously hooked up a smile.

"I don't know, please explain it to Your Majesty."

Lao Zhuang couldn't help but want to scold the street when he looked at him, but he couldn't not give face to the emperor in front of him now, so he endured the thought in his heart, and then sat there drinking tea.

"Wan Qixiu, you don't know? I don't know if you're pretending not to know or if you really don't know! ”

For some reason, the emperor felt an indescribable feeling in his heart just as he thought of the benefits he could bring to his neighbors.

"But you sent someone to spread the news of Lord Li and Die'er?"

Lao Zhuang looked at the emperor's grinding and chirping appearance, and estimated that he couldn't ask anything for a while, so he asked directly.

"Why does the general ask that?"

Wan Qixiu continued to pretend to be stupid and did not answer his question directly, and the angry Lao Zhuang almost didn't lift the table directly.

"Who would you be if not? Knowing that General Ben doesn't want to marry his beloved daughter to Prince Li, don't you know who Prince Li is? Aren't you trying to find fault? ”

The emperor sitting on the side, looking at the very irritable old Zhuang in front of him, can be said to have a loveless face.