Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

"Brother! Brother! I'm coming!"

In the backyard of Tiandou Palace, a little boy of about 6 years old with short reddish-brown hair, luxurious clothes, running happily with a smile of innocence and expectation on his face.

At the same time, he was followed by several palace maids, who were guarding him with nervous expressions on their faces.

"Your Highness, please slow down and run slowly."

The little boy ran carelessly into a palace. The guards on both sides seemed to be used to this scene, with vague smiles on their faces.

In the room, an elegant and generous young man had a smile on his face after hearing the little boy's voice. Then he put down the book in his hand and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him apologetically.

"Sorry, teacher, my brother is here again."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care, and smiled and waved his hand.

"Hahaha, I have been teaching you for a while, so I have long been used to it."

Then he looked at the boy jokingly.

"With His Highness the Fourth, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to serve as a teacher."

The young man said respectfully: "The students don't dare. Fourth brother just hopes that the teacher can take a rest early and let the students review the rest by themselves."

The middle-aged man caressed his snow-white robe with one hand and said with a smile: "I naturally understand His Highness's diligence, but seeing that His Highness and the brothers of the Fourth Highness have such a good relationship, I am also happy for His Highness's father.

ah."

The young man shook his head modestly and said, "The students have not done enough."

"You, you, are always so reassuring."

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Okay, let's stop here today. It will save you a while. I'm a teacher who is disliked by some little guys."

The young man smiled when he heard this.

"Teacher, I will send..."

"Brother, look what good things I have brought for you!"

As soon as the little boy entered the door, his eyes immediately became unhappy when he saw the middle-aged man.

"Isn't it time for get out of class to end!"

Her milky voice, coupled with her round eyes, is really cute.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at the young man with a smile.

"Look, I'm still walking slowly."

The young man immediately explained: "Teacher, the fourth brother is not..."

"Okay, as a teacher, I won't argue with a child."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, smiled gently, and touched the little boy's hair with his hand.

"Then, Your Highness, I will leave."

"Hurry up, hurry up."

The little boy waved his hand and urged.

"Fourth brother, don't be rude."

The young man quickly scolded in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The middle-aged man looked at the little guy and was not annoyed, but he missed his daughter who had just been born even more.

"Then, I'm leaving as a teacher."

"Teacher, walk slowly."

The little boy looked at the middle-aged man's back with disgust. After making sure that he was gone, he immediately jumped up and pulled the young man's sleeve.

"Brother, I'm here."

His crisp voice, coupled with his sunny and tender smile, made the maids on both sides feel their hearts melt when they saw him.

The young man smiled at the little boy and pinched his little face gently.

"You are such a big person here, how can you still not see me?"

[Why is this little face so tender! Why is this little guy getting cuter and cuter as he grows?]

"Hey, brother, I brought you something delicious."

The little boy let the young man pinch his face, and at the same time waved to the palace maid next to him.

One of the palace maids immediately understood and came over with a plate of snacks.

The young man took a look and saw a dazzling array of pastries. He smiled helplessly and said, "Little guy, you must have troubled the imperial chef again."

[There is berry cake, which is good.]

"Hey, no, no."

The little boy shook his head and looked at the young man expectantly.

"Brother, come play with me."

The young man hesitated after hearing this.

[Ah, he is so cute. It would be nice to play with him, but that old man asked me to prepare for the awakening of the martial spirit tomorrow, which is really annoying.]

The young man smiled and said: "I'm sorry, fourth brother. Brother, I still have something to do, and you have to awaken your martial spirit tomorrow. You'd better have a good rest today."

"Oh, that's it."

When the child heard this, he lowered his head in frustration and pouted his mouth, looking unhappy.

The young man's heart softened when he saw it, and he pinched his cheek again.

"Okay, after you wake up tomorrow, can you play with me, brother?"

When the little boy heard this, his eyes instantly lit up.

"good!"

The young man touched his head and said with a smile: "Then you go back and rest now."

"Okay, goodbye brother."

The little boy nodded, looked back three times, and finally reluctantly left the room.

The young man then waved his hand and asked the maids to get down.

"You guys go down and I can clean up myself."

"yes."

As the last maid exited and closed the door, the room immediately became colder and even gave people a feeling of loneliness.

The gentleness on the young man's face also disappeared. He sat back in his seat and spoke in a neutral tone.

"Come out."

A humanoid black shadow came out from the corner.

He half-bowed his body and saluted the young man.

"Your Highness the Saint."

The young man's eyes were slightly cold, he picked up a book and flipped through it.

"Why did that woman call you here?"

The black shadow said: "The Pope asked, should Wuhun Palace take action to get rid of the fourth prince Xue Beng?"

After hearing this, the young man put down the book in his hand and stared at the black shadow, a pressure emanating from him.

"Go back and tell that woman that she should stop interfering in what I do."

"But Your Highness, avalanches are always an obstacle in the plan."

The black shadow faintly conveyed the Pope's meaning.

"Enough!"

Anger flashed in the young man's eyes, "All the princes in the entire royal family are dead except for me. Do I have to tell you who is the most suspicious!"

Then, there was a mocking sneer on his face.

"Has that woman been the Pope for so long that her brain has been corrupted by power?"

"..."

The shadow was silent for a moment.

"You shouldn't say that about the Pope."

"She doesn't have to worry about what I do."

The young man stood up angrily.

"If she dares to interfere at will, don't blame me for really messing around!"

…

"This subordinate will convey His Highness's wishes to His Holiness the Pope."

The young man sat back in his seat, picked up the book and started reading.

Looking at the young man's appearance, the shadow sighed.

"My subordinates resign."

Then disappeared into the room.

The young man put down the book and sneered: "Huh, that woman asked you here just to talk about this."

There was a flash of pain in his eyes, but more of it was self-deprecation.

Without any interest, he threw the book on the table and leaned over the table.

The room was deserted, just like the young man's mood, sad.

At this time, a faint sweet smell reached the young man's nose.

The young man raised his head, and there was a glimmer of light between his eyelashes.

"Berry cake?"

The young man walked over and gently picked up a piece of pastry. He was stunned for a moment, as if he saw a cute little boy calling his brother sweetly.

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he gently put the pastry into his mouth.

Fragrant, delicate, with a touch of... thick sweetness.

"Little guy, you must have taken it upon yourself to add more sugar."

The young man's expression became strange, but his smile became even wider.

Then he sighed again and whispered to himself, so quietly that maybe he didn't make any sound at all.

"It's a pity...I'm fake."