Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

On the other side, Xue Beng has returned to his room.

"You all go down, I will call you if anything happens."

Retreat the person casually.

"yes."

The servants did not dare to speak more and left the room respectfully.

The two maids gently closed the door and returned to the cabin next door.

"Prince Xue Beng looks so pitiful."

"It's really heartbreaking for such a young child to be alone in a room again."

"There is no way. After all, it is said inside and outside the palace that the fourth prince is a cursed child. Even His Majesty the Emperor ignores the fourth prince."

"That's why the fourth prince smiles so brightly every time he goes to see the eldest prince."

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore."

However, their words reached Xue Beng's ears word for word.

Avalanches are crashing.

Why, why did I just time travel to this fourth prince Xue Beng!!!

Xue Beng stopped eavesdropping and lay on the bed bored and depressed.

After rolling around for several times, he came to the center of the bed, staring blankly at the bed curtain above his head, which was made of some kind of soul animal skin.

I murmured in my heart: "What I got is obviously the protagonist's script."

In his previous life, Xue Beng was a movie star and came across a script adapted from a novel into a TV series.

In order to research the character, he read the novel specifically, and then... he gave up on the script.

From his point of view, these people just want to take advantage of his fame, and the special effects are simply shoddy.

But he has finished reading the novel.

"Could it be that just because I refused, I became such a soy sauce character???"

Xue Beng doubted himself.

However, after traveling through time for so many years, he has become accustomed to it. Based on the idea of ​​​​taking care of things as they come, he once again considered his current situation.

"I'm safe at the moment. After all, Qian Renxue can't let all the princes die. That would be detrimental to her inheriting the throne."

"Besides, there is a certain age gap between me and her. As long as I don't fight to the death with her, I should have no problem surviving until the finale."

"I just don't know what my cultivation talent is, and whether I have any hidden clumsiness. If not, I probably have no hope of becoming a god."

Xue Beng thought in his mind.

"But it's strange that his mother died in childbirth when Xue Beng was born?"

"Also, I remember that the third prince did not die on the day Xue Beng was born? Why did they all die? It made me have a cursed reputation."

Thinking of this, Xue Beng was a little scared. If the plot didn't follow the original work, he would be very passive.

"But it's okay, I'm so unknown, even the old emperor hasn't seen me a few times, so I'm safer."

He quickly comforted himself.

"And my biggest supporter right now is Qian Renxue."

The avalanche traveled through it, so naturally it was impossible for him to survive without a golden finger, and in his opinion, his golden finger was of no help at all.

His golden finger is that he can hear Qian Renxue's heart.

Although he disliked her, he started to have a crush on Qian Renxue since he was a child.

He now thinks that Qian Renxue still has some feelings for him, and as long as he maintains it well, it won't be a problem to hug her.

"Anyway, the worst outcome would be to pretend to be a dandy and then become the king. That's not impossible."

But the only thing he's struggling with now is that he doesn't want to be a king, he wants to become a god.

"The problem is, if my cultivation talent is good, wouldn't I still be in danger?"

Xue Beng felt that at such a young age, his hair was about to fall out.

Depressed, he turned around and buried his head in a pillow stuffed with the fur of an unknown soul animal.

after a little while……

"First of all, Qian Renxue's favorability must continue to increase. Even if she is very powerful at a young age and has a very deep city, she is still not very old now. I will not lose anything if I let her take care of me since I was a child and develop feelings for me.

, anyway, even if she wanted to take advantage of me, it would be difficult for her to hide it from me."

"As for the question of cultivation, let's wait and see when the martial soul awakens tomorrow. As expected, the royal family's martial soul is a swan, but I don't know what level my innate soul power is."

That's all Xue Beng can think of at the moment. As for power, what kind of power can a cursed, unfavored young fourth prince have? And he guarantees that once he wants to have his own power, Qian Renxue will immediately do it.

You know, all these years of goodwill have been wasted.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

After thinking this way, Xue Beng lay on the bed and fell asleep.

the next day.

"Brother, there are so many people here."

Xue Beng came to Qian Renxue's residence early in the morning and went with her to the place where the martial arts awakened.

Qian Renxue touched his head.

"Because the martial arts awakening is going on today, and many ministers are bringing their children to awaken."

[It just happens to be a good opportunity to observe and see if there are any outstanding juniors among the ministers who support me, but this guy’s hair feels quite smooth.]

Xue Beng's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not shake off Qian Renxue's hand on his head.

"Brother, it's so troublesome. Can't I wake up alone?"

Qian Renxue smiled.

"No, this is also about the face of our royal family. Also, in front of others, please remember to call me brother."

"Okay, I get it now."

Xue Beng pretended to be unhappy and pouted.

【So cute.】

Qian Renxue smiled and asked casually: "Fourth brother, don't you look forward to your own martial spirit?"

"Well, looking forward to it."

Xue Beng said innocently.

"I hope I can awaken a strong martial spirit."

Qian Renxue's eyes flashed, and she said in a gentle tone: "Brother, I also hope that my fourth brother can awaken a strong martial spirit."

[The royal family’s martial spirit is a swan, so it’s not much stronger. But if this little guy’s martial spirit mutates, it’s okay to become worse. If he becomes stronger...]

"If I have a strong martial spirit, I can protect my eldest brother and stay with him every day."

Xue Beng said innocently, his ears perked up, listening expectantly to Qian Renxue's thoughts.

Qian Renxue was stunned.

[It turns out this little guy thinks so, he really relies on me.]

Then, she put on a gentle expression and said with a smile: "When the time comes, my father will also think more highly of you, fourth brother."

There was a hint of probing in her eyes.

【Does this little guy really not care?】

Xue Beng shook his head cleanly and said firmly: "Who cares about that smelly old man? I only listen to my brother."

Xue Beng didn't even think about it. His straightforward words made Qian Renxue feel slightly moved, and then she smiled.

[After all, he is still a little guy, so what he says cannot be taken seriously, and what he says now may be forgotten in the future.】

Hearing Qian Renxue's inner voice, Xue Beng cried out in his heart, should this woman be so calm?

"Fourth brother, if you want to call me father from now on, you can't be rude."

"Oh, I got it."

Xue Beng replied dully, while holding Qian Renxue's hand with his little hand.

Qian Renxue was stunned and looked at Xue Beng, who was saying tentatively: "Brother, just hold him for a while, and I'll let him go when we get there."

There was something more like a child's innocent prayer in his tone.

[Just hold it, it should be okay.]

Qian Renxue nodded gently.

"good."

Xue Beng immediately became happy.

At the same time, he was thinking about a question that he had always been curious about.

Qian Renxue's appearance and martial soul are maintained by the skills of the soul bone, so does she have...

This is why Xue Beng has always been attached to Qian Renxue but has never asked to sleep with her.

Whether he accidentally discovered something or didn't discover anything, it was all over for him.