Along the way, Wei Xiuchu's temperament was terribly cold, like an iceberg that had not melted for a long time.

The eyes behind his mask were so cold that it made my heart frightened.

Since Xie Ling met the uncle, he has always been gentle and humorous, and she has never seen him like this.

It's like he's a completely different person.

Maybe he was worried about the little princess's condition.

For some reason, a trace of envy suddenly flashed through Xie Ling's heart.

In my previous life, my parents were state secret agents and traveled all over the world, and I wouldn’t see them for three to five years.

She didn't feel much family affection.

After rebirth, I came to this world.

Aunt An was a qualified mother and took good care of her.

Let’s not mention that old bastard Xie Boyuan.

He doesn't deserve to be called "father" at all.

Xie Ling has always lacked "fatherly love".

Xie Ling thought that the reason why she had such a strong affinity with the uncle was because he made her feel like a "father".

Regardless of age or tone, they all speak like elders.

Xie Ling looked at Wei Xiuchu's empty eyes and tried to lighten the atmosphere.

When a person is in great pain, comfort is useless and will only make him fall into a deeper struggle.

I can only change the subject.

Xie Ling said in one breath: "Uncle, I remember when we first met, you were being hunted by an assassin. You are so powerful. Even with your disabled legs, you can still defeat the enemy. Why would someone want to assassinate you?"

Wei Xiuchu came back to his senses after hearing that. Looking into the boy's bright eyes, he realized that he seemed to be too cold just now.

Did the kid get scared?

He was alert and his eyes were a little vague.

"When I was young, I was too flamboyant and offended many people. Now that I am in trouble, I am naturally hunted down by others."

After a pause, he asked softly: "Do you like martial arts? Do you have any idea of ​​practicing martial arts?"

Xie Ling nodded, "I like it. I have practiced it for a while. My husband...Master taught me."

Xie Ling really wanted to slap herself.

I almost said the word "husband".

What a sin.

It must have been a big deal in ancient times for two men to become husband and wife.

Maybe the uncle will look at him strangely.

Wei Xiuchu narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, trying his best to eliminate the coldness in his eyes, "When this is over, I will teach you martial arts."

Xie Ling scratched his head. "Okay, but I'm from Beijiang. I'll have to go back sooner or later after I finish my work. Unless you come with me to get your leg treated."

Wei Xiuchu laughed, "You still want to trick me into getting my leg treated?"

Xie Ling smiled cleverly.

Wei Xiuchu's originally cold and tense heart unconsciously relaxed a lot as he talked with Xie Ling.

He was very surprised.

Why is it that this young man always manages to make him let down his guard, make him laugh, and make him happy?

Before we knew it, we arrived at the Princess Palace.

The sky was dark, and the towering palace looked like a crawling beast in the half-purple and half-green night.

The dark red gate at the entrance of the palace is its bloody mouth.

The string in Wei Xiuchu's heart was tightened again.

Feeling the changes around Wei Xiuchu, Xie Ling patted his shoulder and said, "I'm here."

Wei Xiuchu nodded.

Then he took out a dagger from his bosom, handed it to him, and said in a deep voice: "This journey may be dangerous, I will do my best to protect your safety. You can keep this dagger for self-defense, and you don't have to return it."

Xie Ling had her own weapons and didn't want them.

But he couldn't resist Wei Xiuchu's strong request and had to accept it.

As soon as she took it in her hand, Xie Ling's eyes lit up.

This dagger looks heavy, but it feels very light in the hand. It is no exaggeration to say that it is as light as a feather. It must be a precious weapon that is unparalleled in the world.

What kind of iron is this?

Wei Xiuchu added, "This dagger can cut iron like mud. You must be extremely careful when using it and never hurt yourself."

Xie Ling nodded and put the dagger in her arms.

She has always been a person who treats others 30% well, and she treats others 100% well.

For his own safety, the uncle was willing to give such a precious dagger as a gift.

She must do her best to cure the princess.

The two men got off the carriage, their faces gloomy, and walked towards the palace.

As soon as she reached the door, an old eunuch held out his whisk, blocking Xie Ling's way, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you, outsider? How dare you enter the princess's bedroom?"

Xie Ling was clearly with Wei Xiuchu.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Xie Ling was brought by him.

This old eunuch was clearly playing dumb and not taking Wei Xiuchu seriously.

Xie Ling didn't expect that the uncle, a hero who defended his country, could bully a eunuch. She immediately said coldly: "I was brought here by King Yong, why can't I go in?"

Wei Xiuchu nodded indifferently.

"I brought him here."

The old eunuch frowned, revealing an embarrassment. "Your Highness, it's not that I won't let you in, but the person lying inside is a princess of a country after all. Wouldn't it be humiliating to bring a lowly commoner along—"

Before he could finish his words, Wei Xiuchu slapped him in the face.

Crisp and loud.

Half of his face was swollen.

The old eunuch's whisk fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he grimaced in pain, and looked incredulous.

Wei Xiuchu was tall and slender, and he could be looked down upon even from his wheelchair.

In an instant, the gentle prince disappeared and turned into the majestic and unapproachable His Royal Highness Prince Yong.

He said in a cold voice: "Does the eunuch have the right to comment on the people I brought with me? It seems that I have been too easy to talk to over the years, making some people lose track of what is superior and inferior."

The old eunuch was instantly frightened by the nobleness and majesty displayed by Wei Xiuchu, and trembled all over. He quickly knelt on the ground and stammered, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It's the fault of this dog servant."

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