Chapter 2: The Emperor and His Ministers Have Already Met with the Current Time (2)

Shen Minghuan rode in a carriage, creaking through the long streets of Yanling.

He originally wanted to ride a horse, but the system refused to let him, saying that the original owner could not ride a horse.

Shen Minghuan gently reminded it that the original owner would not help the prince now, so the plot was already a mess, and it would not matter if it got worse.

The system burst into tears upon hearing this, but it did not make a fuss, just shrank into the corner and whined.

Shen Minghuan was helpless.

He was born to be a protector, and he was most afraid of these weak beings shedding tears to him.

As a last resort, he had to obey the system.

Shen Minghuan looked at the system that was still drawing circles in the corner of his consciousness space, and could not help but poke it, [Okay, didn’t I agree to ride a carriage? ]

The system hesitated: [Host, can you help the prince secretly? ]

[? ? ? ] Shen Minghuan was puzzled, and he said vigilantly: [What do you want me to do again? ]

The system is unreasonable: [You said that "Shen Minghuan" would not help the prince. I think you are right, so... can you...]

[No!] Shen Minghuan did not think this request was difficult. He just wanted to tease the other party. He shook his head in anger, [Xiaojiu, you are too much. Good children should not do this.]

[It is also for the plot. The original owner betrayed the prince and the prince was hit. This is a very important plot point. According to data calculations, it is best not to change it. Moreover, when it involves the protagonist, a small deviation will become very serious. What if the task is only this short of completion, wouldn't it be a big loss? Please, the host is the best!] The system did not know where it learned this knowledge, and said in a long voice like a spoiled child.

Shen Minghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, not saying good or bad.

The system was not sure whether he was really angry, and carefully changed the subject to test: [Host, where are we going now? ]

Passing through the bustling city, the carriage slowly drove into a quiet alley.

[Go to Lingwang Mansion. ] He smiled and said: [See if your abandoned prince is worthy of my loyalty to death. ]

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Disobeying the orders of the emperor is called Ling, and being shrewd is called Ling.

The word "Ling" is not a good meaning when used as a title. The emperor did it on purpose. He was satirizing Luo Xiuyuan's disloyalty and hypocrisy - as a father, he did his best to belittle his extremely outstanding son.

Lingwang Mansion was the residence of the prince of the previous dynasty. It has been abandoned and has not been repaired for many years. The original sign was taken down and it became "Lingwang Mansion".

Three days ago, Luo Xiuyuan was still a precious prince, surrounded by a deep palace with golden carvings and jade bricks. Everywhere he looked was rich and magnificent.

Now he lives under a dilapidated eaves, with only one or two servants around him, and crows that have lived here for many years.

The emperor had long been fed up with him, so he was unwilling to wait any longer. He had just taken back the crown prince's position when he drove him out of the East Palace.

Luo Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to push open the window, and the window frame brushed against the branches, which trembled and startled the crows.

He sighed and said "sorry" inwardly.

After all, if the principle of first come first served was followed, he would be the annoying uninvited guest who disturbed the peace of the birds.

"Your Highness, why did you come down? Tell me if you have anything to say." Chang Mao hurriedly put down the tea in his hand and came to help him.

Luo Xiuyuan knelt in front of the imperial study for a long time. Now the injury on his leg has not healed yet. The doctor said that if he does not take good care of himself, he will leave the root of the disease.

The people of the world will not accept a disabled king.

Luo Xiuyuan let him support him, and smiled to comfort him: "It's not that serious. I know my body. You are just too careful."

Chang Mao was left to him by his uncle. He is a martial arts expert and loyal. He has blocked countless assassinations for him.

Luo Xiuyuan's mother was from the Gu family, a general family. His uncle Gu Chenglin was the commander of the Qi Dynasty's Xianzhen Army.

Qi Dynasty had two invincible armies, one was the Zhenbei Army and the other was the Xianzhen Army. They expanded the territory and protected the capital, protecting Qi Dynasty as solid as a rock, and saving the people from the suffering of war.

Chang Mao was an orphan picked up by Gu Chenglin. He was very talented in martial arts. He was adopted as his adopted son and sent to Luo Xiuyuan after a little training.

Gu Chenglin and the late queen had a deep brother-sister relationship. He treated the only child left by his sister as his own.

"Your Highness..." Chang Mao was about to speak, but Luo Xiuyuan shook his head in disapproval to stop him.

His eyes were gentle, but the emotion in his words was light: "Be careful with your words, I am no longer the prince."

Chang Mao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly.

Why! Why! Why does His Royal Highness, such a good person, always get no favor?

Chang Mao couldn't call him "Spiritual King" anyway. He opened his eyes and forced a smile, "Prince, Shen... The head of the family is at the door now, do you want to see him?"

"Ming Huan?" Luo Xiuyuan was a little confused. He really couldn't think of what else Shen Ming Huan could do to find him, or why did this person still have the face to come to him again after turning against him so decisively?

Luo Xiuyuan frowned tightly. Could something have happened? Impossible, even he had heard about the man's recent success.

Moreover... Luo Xiuyuan thought, with Shen Minghuan's extraordinary talent, his second brother would definitely not be able to do anything to him, so how could he possibly get into trouble?

It's useless to think too much, you will know it as soon as you see it.

Luo Xiuyuan was helped to sit down by the bed, brushed away Chang Mao's hand, and said with a little imperceptible urgency, "Please let him in."

Although the Lingwang Mansion was dilapidated, it was the residence of the prince of the previous dynasty after all, and the area was naturally not small, but they have only renovated a few rooms that can be lived in, so there is naturally no such thing as a living room.

Luo Xiuyuan didn't react for a while and realized that this was actually not in line with etiquette.

After all, the two of them had a very good relationship in the past, and they had slept with their feet touching and talked all night long. Their room was private to others, but what kind of person was Shen Minghuan?

Chang Mao responded with a little resistance, "Yes", although he didn't like Shen Minghuan, he would not disobey Luo Xiuyuan's order.

Chang Mao opened the door of the palace, said coldly, "The prince invites you," and turned around and strode away, not caring whether Shen Minghuan, a weak scholar, could keep up.

Shen Minghuan fell slowly behind on the dry grass, seemingly not in a hurry at all, but always accurately followed Chang Mao's steps to turn every corner.

The weeds in Lingwang Palace were over the ankles, green and yellow intertwined, the budding and withering of life occurred at the same time, and a picture scroll was painted on this land.

Shen Minghuan was dressed in white, which was obviously a very simple and elegant color, but because of his temperament, he stood out, as if he suddenly added another landscape to this picture scroll.

He was a person outside the scroll, but also a person in the painting.

Chang Mao walked to the door of Luo Xiuyuan's room, looked back as if he had something in his heart, and happened to see Shen Minghuan's figure appearing from the corner.

The young man was in his prime, full of vigor and vitality, and he was born with a very good appearance. Chang Mao looked at him, and countless poems suddenly came to his mind.

Then these words of praise quickly faded, leaving only the amazing sight.

Chang Mao was in a trance for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was furious for no reason.

The poisonous snakes in this world also like to use bright and colorful colors to charm the eyes. Chang Mao, Chang Mao, how could you almost be bewitched? This man betrayed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

Chang Mao glared at Shen Minghuan who was approaching slowly, and walked into the door without looking back.

It was simply a waste of this good appearance given by God!

[What does he mean? This is too much! It doesn't matter, host, we will complain to the protagonist later, and the protagonist will distinguish right from wrong and will definitely punish him. ] The system seemed to be indignant, but in fact it was secretly watching Shen Minghuan's face.

——It was not angry for him, it was just afraid that he would be angry.

The newly produced small system is very professional, and treats the eldest son of the Heavenly Dao as its own son, fearing that Shen Minghuan will give up the task in a fit of anger.

Shen Minghuan rolled his eyes, and the very indecent action he made was unruly and frivolous, [Okay, okay, stop acting, I don’t care, I won’t do anything to your son. ]

In the past, many people said that Shen Minghuan was vengeful, petty, and vindictive.

Shen Minghuan can admit all these. He is the king that the clan worships and pampers in their hearts. He has no lack of strength or backing, and of course he will not let himself be wronged.

But he thinks he should be reasonable?

Shen Minghuan recalled his past deeds and nodded with certainty. Yes, he is very reasonable.

Since he has assumed the identity of "Shen Minghuan", he has obtained the wealth and glory of the head of the Shen family and the loving care of Shen Changqing, and naturally he should also bear the responsibilities and sins of the original owner.

You can't just say your name is "Shen Minghuan" when you get benefits, and then shirk it by saying that it's the original owner's business and has nothing to do with you when you are despised?

He can't do such a shameless thing.

Shen Mingze gradually approached the gate, and could clearly smell a pungent smell of Chinese medicine at the tip of his nose, and immediately frowned unbearably.

He took out a folding fan from his sleeve, and unfolded it with a "swish", looking like a free and easy gentleman.

——If you ignore his increasingly fast fanning movements.

[Oh, my poor protagonist...] The system was only halfway through its lamentation, and was shocked by Shen Minghuan's smooth movement.

What a ruthless man!

The system was like a fishbone stuck in its throat, suffocating the motherboard, and finally said dryly: [Host, when did you put the folding fan in? ]

[Just now, there was one in the carriage. ]

Shen Minghuan was careless, but suddenly seemed to react, and said in horror: [I took my own things, it can't be considered stealing, right? ]

While he was playing with the system in his mind, he walked through the gate with ease, his attitude was as natural as if he had returned home.