Strategy to Attack the System

Located on the border of the mainland, the Rak Kingdom has a suitable climate for the four seasons. It is a rare and precious land. For many years, many foreigners have tried to occupy this quiet corner of the country, but because of the Kingdom’s wise leadership and stubborn resistance, No foreigners succeeded. (((Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com)))

Jiang Fu, who doesn't know the inside story, simply feels that the climate here is very good, full of spring, warm and welcoming, really exactly the same as the beautiful kingdom in the fairy tale.

He likes the big garden in the palace very much. The green plants and flowers have been casted with a magic that never withers. In the small jungle, there are harmless and weird animals, and the furry is especially cute.

What he liked most was the swing under the flower shed, beautiful and strong, and Rita deliberately reinforced protective magic on it, so that his child's body would not fall down no matter how high it was.

The footsteps of the knight came very steady, and there was a slight vent.

Jiang Fu turned his head to look at him, moved to the right of the swing seat, and generously invited him to sit with him.

"Yuanyuan, you too, it's super fun."

There is cute toot meat on the smiling cheeks, but the dimples are also obvious, and the innocent smile is particularly sweet.

Yuan Chen shook his head and stood motionless by the swing stand, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

"no need."

As soon as the voice fell, Bai Nen stretched his hand straight towards him, stubbornly breaking his hand and pulling it on the swing.

Yuan Chen tightened abruptly, and a tinge of pain flashed between his silent brows. He just wanted to withdraw his hand, and the sound of anxious milk sounded in his ears.

"How did your hand hurt!"

The little princess who was originally swinging on the swing suddenly jumped off, took his hand and blew carefully, then glared at him with a bulging face, and asked angrily.

"Where have you been? Why don't you go to a therapist if you are injured!"

Unconcealed concern overflowed in the angry soft voice, Yuan Chen made a light effort, and could withdraw his hand with a little effort, but the little princess had already exhausted all the strength with which the little princess grasped him.

Yuan Chen didn't move anymore, and the wound under the bandage wrapped around his palm also showed strange burning pain.

It's not a **** pain, but it's like being burned helplessly by something bright.

"It's not in the way."

The deep voice was a little hoarse, wrapped in unnaturalness that was not easily noticeable.

Jiang Fu wrinkled his face uncooperatively, then kicked him with a pouting mouth, muttering in frustration.

"You must not get hurt anymore, but you have to protect me."

Yuan Chen looked down at the little princess who had just reached his waist, exquisite, lovely, and beautiful, making people want to hold it in her palms and hold her innocently, shutting all appearances into her own eyes, no one could see.

"You are too weak now to protect Xiaofu at all."

The queen's cold words contained undisguised dissatisfaction and fault, but remembering the rare request made by her younger brother, she had to lower her request reluctantly and order the young knight.

"If you voluntarily give up being a knight for Xiaofu, I will not blame you, and I will comfort Xiaofu over there. But if you insist on being a knight, you must strengthen your training from today and only become the most powerful one year later. Knight, I can safely hand over Xiao Fu to you and officially grant you the title of Chief Knight."

There can be many knights, but there is always only one chief knight.

Yuan Chen’s knuckles were slightly bent, and the painful wound was injured by his opponent during the training process. He could have asked the healer to heal all the wounds like any knight. At this moment, war will be launched on the troubled continent, safe and sound. Only the knights can play a greater role.

But he refused the easy treatment. Only the pain he felt at any time could inspire his fighting spirit and determination to continue to grow stronger, so that he could remember how weak he is now, so weak that he could not defeat all other knights.

And such a weak knight is indeed unworthy to protect the beloved little princess.

He wants to become stronger.

He must become stronger.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Fu tilted his head and thought, then ran to the garden gate and said something to the guarding knight.

Yuan Chen watched his sweet smile blooming at others from a distance, and a repressed unhappiness quickly stepped on from his heart, and disappeared without a trace when he realized it.

After a while, Jiang Fu rushed back happily holding the small white medicine box, then pulled him to sit on the swing stand, awkwardly unpacking the gauze on his palm layer by layer, and his soft tone was full of seriousness. .

"I asked, it will heal faster if you apply the medicine inside."

Yuan Chen had applied medicine and bandages himself before, and it was inevitable that he was a little rushed with one hand. What's more, the knights who were jealous of him being selected by Jiang Fu also secretly excluded him, and no one was willing to help.

The little furry black head stared at his palm intently and wrinkled his face after seeing the mottled wound.

After Yuan Chen realized that he shouldn't let him see such a hideous picture when he was young, and hurriedly covered his hand and said stiffly.

"Little princess, let the subordinate handle it by yourself."

Jiang Fu glared at him unhappily and complained angrily.

"you dislike me?"

"No, it's not like that, me"

How dare I despise you, just too flattered, unbelievable.

A trace of annoyance and helplessness flashed across Yuan Chen's face, a light flush appeared on his cold face, and his eyes dropped shyly.

Jiang Fu's pure emotion towards Yuan Chen in this world was incredible. He blinked, stretched out his little hand to wrap his arm around Yuan Chen's neck, gave him a kiss on his side, and smiled softly, seemingly innocent.

"I like you, how about you, do you like me?"

Facing the beautiful eyes close at hand, Yuan Chen's heart was beating a drum, and the fierce beating sound almost rushed out of his chest.

He was bewildered and dared not reach out to embrace the little princess in his arms, but blushed and stammered in reply.

"Hi, I like it, my subordinates also like the little princess"

Jiang Fu's happy eyes were bent into beautiful crescents. He pressed against Yuan Chen's ear and lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious.

"If you can be my chief knight, I will tell you a secret, OK?"

The pretending deep milk sound The milky air is like soft and sweet cotton candy, which completely wraps the whole heart, and even the smell it emits is trance-intoxicating, revealing a unique milky taste.

Yuan Chen stared at his sly look blankly, and asked subconsciously.

"What's the secret?"

Jiang Fu pretended to be angry and knocked him on the head, then changed his posture and nestled in his arms, shaking his head in a serious manner.

"It's all secrets, of course I can tell you then, stupid."

Yuan Chen was silent for a moment, and his stiff body gradually relaxed, which was imperceptible. The other hand hanging on his side hesitated and stretched out and back. Finally, he mustered up his courage and carefully supported the little princess. Soft shoulders.

Jiang Fu seemed to be unaware of his small movements and grabbed his injured right hand and urged.

"I don't know how to apply medicine, but I can put a bandage on you. You can apply it quickly."

Yuan Chen lowered his head slightly, resting his chin gently on top of his furry head, the force being so gentle that it was impossible to notice.

The posture encircled from behind is intimate, full of the most surging silent love.

After wrapping the bandage, Jiang Fu took him to swing together. Yuan Chen glanced at the unconscious knight at the gate of the garden, and did not refuse this time.

With the swing of the swing, the flying feeling of rushing to the heights is unfamiliar and familiar, Yuan Chen faintly gave birth to some unknown throbbing, which is similar to the infatuation at first sight, more like a liberated, innate instinct pursue.

He even felt that the distant horizon, as long as he wanted, he could reach it.

The touch in his arms suddenly fell through, and he suddenly recovered, only to find that Jiang Fu, who ran off the swing, was chasing the little white rabbit that emerged from the bushes. The pink skirt was decorated with famous expensive sparkles. The jewel, dazzling light reflected by the sunlight, penetrated into his heart in an instant.

Want.

Want those sparkling gold and silver jewelry.

I want to hide them all in my cave and pile them into a kingdom.

"Yuan Yuan? Yuan Yuan?"

The dazed call brought back his scattered strange thoughts a little bit, Jiang Fu saw him staring at the gems on his skirt, he pulled it off without thinking, and then he slammed his brain into Yuan Chen's hands generously.

"Do you want it? Give it to you."

The rejection that rushed to the lips and teeth was like being blocked by the nature in the bones. The moment the palms touched the gems, the terrible possessiveness was born, and no one could take it away.

That is his.

The gradually rising desire for predation caused Yuan Chen to press his lips tightly. After a long silence, he gently clenched his fist and said to Jiang Fu.

"Thank you little princess."

Jiang Fu was dumbfounded by his indifference to others, as if he suddenly remembered a very important thing, his fleshy little face was full of upset and unhappy.

"You have to call me Orange Orange."

"what?"

Yuan Chen looked at him puzzled, but didn't understand.

Jiang Fu looked up at him, his dark eyes filled with ardent expectations.

"Orange, you will call me orange from now on, okay?"

Orange orange.

The strange and unfamiliar name slipped between his lips and teeth as if he had found a long-lost place, and the sense of fit that he had never had before was naturally pleasing.

As if he should have called.

The cold expression softened slightly, Yuan Chen squatted down and looked directly at Jiang Fu, whispering in a gentle low way.

"Okay, I will call you Orange from now on."

That's right.

Jiang Fu threw into his arms happily, and arrogantly ordered.

"Alright! Let's go swinging now!"

"Yep."