After exhausting myself to death

The tip of the knife was approaching, but it was withdrawn by Luo Xiuyuan when it was still a foot away from Shen Minghuan's eyebrows.

Luo Xiuyuan put the hand holding the knife behind his back, his expression becoming increasingly helpless: "You... try to hide for a while."

With an uncle who was highly skilled in martial arts and a teacher who was secretive, Luo Xiuyuan had learned a few tricks.

Shen Minghuan stretched out, "It's just a boring and uninteresting test. Dear Prince, have you come to any conclusion?"

"We have known each other for twenty years, and I never knew you had learned martial arts." Luo Xiuyuan pushed the cut fruit platter on the table towards the other party.

Shen Minghuan picked up the silver fork next to him and answered while eating: "What's this? We've known each other for twenty years, and I don't know Ying Zuilou either?"

Luo Xiuyuan raised his head in disbelief and said in a solemn tone, "When did you know about it?"

"A few days ago, forget it."

Luo Xiuyuan looked at him steadily for a while, then sat down opposite him.

Chang Mao scratched his head in confusion, realizing that he might have misunderstood. He looked at Shen An, who was holding his claws, and let go hesitantly.

Shen An escaped from the clutches of the devil, stepped on Chang Mao angrily, and then quickly ran to his family's head, staring at Luo Xiuyuan warily.

He didn't understand what was meant by temptation. He only saw Luo Xiuyuan pointing a knife at Shen Minghuan!

Luo Xiuyuan was a little distracted and didn't notice Shen An for a moment.

He was in a daze: "Ming... maybe you are right."

Shen Minghuan raised his eyebrows, "Of course I'm right."

Although he didn't know what Luo Xiuyuan was referring to, even if the world was wrong, he, Shen Minghuan, couldn't be wrong.

"Without my father's promise, I really can't become the prince on my own." Luo Xiuyuan laughed at himself.

During the period when he was deposed as the Spiritual King, he did a lot and deployed a lot. He had confidence in his abilities, so he believed he could do it.

But he had done so much, and it seemed that it was only enough to save his life.

——Living is such a natural thing for a person, only he has to work hard to get a chance of survival.

Shen Minghuan nodded in agreement and consoled him in a good voice: "It doesn't matter, you can still be the prince."

What a word! Chang Mao glared angrily.

Luo Xiuyuan looked at him funny, with a hint of seriousness in his playfulness, "This is also a way, but if I don't become the prince, I might die."

Shen Minghuan glanced at him but said nothing.

"Are you scared? But I'm not lying. Once a general succeeds, tens of thousands of bones will be withered, and if he seizes his direct descendant... the bones under the dragon's chair are no less than those under the general's sword."

So Ming Huan, my most cherished friend, please stay as far away from this turmoil as possible while there is still a way out.

Shen Minghuan frowned and said, "Do you think I'm afraid?"

"I definitely don't mean to underestimate you." Luo Xiuyuan explained, "Although you are smart, there are some things you have never experienced. You don't understand that some knives are hidden in the dark and can even be decorated as jade leaves."

"Ha." Shen Minghuan sneered.

The system covered its eyes in the conscious space and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

My silly boy, do you know how many conflicts in the palace Shen Minghuan has blocked for you during this period? How could he not understand?

The sound of horse hooves approaches.

The path where the farewell pavilion is located is too narrow to accommodate too many people.

Although the general of soldiers and horses only brought a few hundred guards, he still had the "big army" set off from the spacious official road in a ceremonial manner, and he took Lu Ren to the small pavilion to pick them up.

The system sounded the alarm and solemnly reminded Shen Minghuan: [Host, the second prince is here. In front of my good boy, please exercise some restraint. ]

Don't show your dislike of the second prince so obviously, otherwise even a fool will see the problem. If the little boy is suspicious, wouldn't this persona be completely ruined?

[Do not worry. ] Shen Minghuan was full of confidence.

Although he always likes to go against the system, he will definitely do well what he promises.

Luo Xiuqi saw Luo Xiuyuan's rosy and Yueyun figure from a distance. He was obviously in a state of desolation, and even the clothes he wore were extremely plain, but he still couldn't help but feel amazed when he saw him for the first time.

Standing like a orchid and jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in your arms.

Luo Xiuqi noticed that he was in a daze for a moment, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

When he dismounted, he already put on a smile and said deliberately: "Brother Emperor, I have been busy getting acquainted with military, military, affairs, and policies recently. I haven't gone to visit Brother Emperor yet. Please forgive me."

"Where, you are dedicated to serving the country, it's not too late for me to be happy." Luo Xiuyuan spoke softly, with a faint smile, but Luo Xiuqi heard a hint of sarcasm in it for no reason.

Luo Xiuqi forced his anger out of his patience. He caught a glimpse of Shen Minghuan who was watching a show from the corner of his eye, and he suddenly became proud.

Luo Xiuyuan, Luo Xiuyuan, everyone praises you for your extraordinary birth and your magnanimity that makes people follow you and convince them, but what about now?

"Sir, I kept you waiting." Luo Xiuqi deliberately showed his friendly relationship with Shen Minghuan.

God knows, this is what Shen Minghuan has been looking forward to most since he took refuge with him.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.

Showing off one's power without showing it to one's face is like a pearl casting a shadow on one's face.

Shen Minghuan's hand waving the fan paused, and he counted the time, half sincere and half regretful: "It's okay, I didn't wait long."

Thinking of the words of the system, he added in a self-explanatory manner: "Besides, no matter how long you wait, it's the right thing to do. Who made you my master? Your Highness."

Luo Xiuqi was almost flying with joy.

After knowing him for such a long time, this was the first time Shen Minghuan was so kind to him, and it was also the first time he recognized him as his master.

Give me papaya and give me Qiongju in return. It's always good to be rewarded by a bandit!

"I will not let you down, sir." Luo Xiuqi was extremely excited and urgently needed to do something to express his excitement.

He picked up the knife on the table and said with a smile: "Lychees are rare at this time of the year. I didn't expect them to be found here. The lychees are sweet but the skin is bitter. I will peel them off for you."

"Don't!" Shen Minghuan thought to himself. His hands looked unclean, and he wouldn't eat them after peeling them, so don't waste the fruit. After all, he quite liked the taste of the lychees.

He was disgusted in his heart and said loudly: "How can your highness, with his rich body, do such a thing?"

"My husband and I have the same minds, but we are unfamiliar when talking about our identities." Luo Xiuqi was not very determined at first, but after being persuaded by Shen Minghuan, he became more determined.

Shen Minghuan looked slightly impatient and was obviously on the verge of getting angry. The system hurriedly coaxed him: [Host, it’s okay, host, you can think of something happy! I've endured this for so long, I can't give up now. ]

[you're right. ] Shen Minghuan sneered: [It's still early, don't worry, Luo Xiuqi...hehe. ]

The system shuddered.

On the surface, this picture is still very harmonious, and if it is spread out, it will be ranked among the top ten most beautiful stories among monarchs and ministers.

Chang Mao looked at Luo Xiuyuan without leaving any trace, and lowered his head in distress.

Luo Xiuyuan's expression was indeed moved, but the reason was not what Chang Mao imagined.

He remembered that Shen Minghuan, who had taken refuge with Luo Xiuqi, came to see him a few days ago.

This man walked slowly over the dead weeds of Prince Ling's Mansion, with a lively expression and actions that came from his heart. He laughed and cursed at him without restraint at all.

Dressed in white, it is the brightest color in the world.

Today, this man is still wearing Shengxue white clothes, with clear eyebrows and light eyes. He advances and retreats in a controlled manner towards Luo Xiuqi and abides by etiquette.

Luo Xiuyuan cannot see through people's hearts, but he has no shortage of friends. He knows what it's like to get along among friends.

At least it should be free, comfortable, and relaxed...

You can reveal your joys and worries without restraint, and you can also show your bad temper without reservation.

Those trivial worries that are not humane, those comforts and criticisms that others cannot express, these are the meaning of friends' existence.

If you carefully consider every word, weigh everything, say something that is not sincere, and have to exercise restraint in what you want to do, then what kind of friend is that?

A hidden joy quietly filled Luo Xiuyuan's heart.

Even if their positions are different, even if they go their separate ways, even if this person has other choices, still——

They are still different from each other.

The system suddenly felt uneasy for some reason. It checked the algorithm twice and finally felt relieved.

This wave, it can give the host full marks, it’s perfect!

It can also be in sharp contrast with the host's impolite attitude when he went to the Lingwang Mansion a few days ago, which further highlights the thoroughness of "Shen Minghuan"'s defection.

I just feel sorry for him, he's almost crying.

Luo Xiuqi on the side was still struggling with the fruit. The noble young master who never touched Yang Chunshui had never done such a thing since he was a child.

He gave up after making two symbolic cuts, leaving only a pitted piece of fruit.

With it being like this, he couldn't do anything about it, but he was a little embarrassed to have said it so confidently just now.

Shen Minghuan was afraid that he would really force it on her, so she changed the subject directly: "Your Highness, it's getting late, let's set off."

"Huh? There's no rush. Sir, you can sit down for a while and use some pastries. We don't need Yanling to go to the frontier. The military camp is simple. I'm afraid I will be wronged sir." Luo Xiuqi wished he could stay a little longer to appreciate his brother's sadness. The look of enduring pain.

Shen Minghuan reminded him, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the army. The overall situation is more important, Your Highness."

Luo Xiuqi understood. Luo Xiuqi was reluctant to leave. Luo Xiuqi had an idea: "Then, why don't you give these fruit cakes to the emperor brother! I don't think the emperor brother can eat these now. Don't worry, sir, I won't take advantage of you. I am willing to pay for it." Buy these for ten times the price.”

"..." Shen Minghuan felt that this method of revenge was really childish. How could anyone regard giving money as a humiliation? Could it be that you want your enemies to experience the troubles of "getting rich suddenly"?

He didn't want to pay attention. After all, Mr. Shen had never been short of money in his two lives. He was just about to throw it away when he suddenly remembered that the torture he suffered today was all because of Luo Xiuyuan!

If it weren't for Luo Xiuyuan's presence, he wouldn't have to act at all, nor would he have to force himself to be nice to Luo Xiuqi.

"Your Highness, don't waste food." Shen Minghuan glanced at the ugly fruit pieces on the table and laughed happily.

Luo Xiuyuan looked at the other person's cheerful expression with curved eyebrows, and responded helplessly, "Okay."