My Wife Has Been Blackened

To him, the Ninth Prince was nothing more than a mission target to her, or even just a little person. There is no such thought.

Soft, like jelly.

When the Ninth Prince opened his eyes, his whole body felt like it was struck by lightning.

He only looked at the disheveled Wei Lan, who was still looking at him with a pout on his lips, and said with a proud look on his face: "Ha, I'll save you again, I'll give you my life, I'll give you my life... Hey, don't use it" Looking at me with that look, you may not believe it, but this is just to save people."

Who knew...

"Wow……"

The Ninth Prince burst into tears.

He got up from the ground and ran away crying.

He, he was kissed by a man.

Wei Lan was confused, what should I do? What should I do if the task target is made to cry? No, what about the indifference you promised? Did you say you were extremely calm? Damn it, why are you still crying?

Wei Lan was a bit clever at making the future cruel boss cry.

The Eighth Prince seemed to have kept his manpower in the dark and would not take action unless absolutely necessary. He was probably aware of this matter.

For the first time, he didn't go to comfort his brother.

I sat alone in the house for a night, and then I gathered my mood and went to see my brother. He felt that he should increase his efforts.

"Lanbao has been waiting for you to eat for a long time, why are you still lingering in the room? Are you still afraid that Lanbao can eat people?" The eighth prince deliberately mentioned Wei Lan when he entered the door, as if he didn't notice his brother who suddenly stiffened.

The Ninth Prince's eyes were red and swollen, and he slightly avoided his brother's eyes, fearing that his brother would discover something.

"Lanbao is a pure man. He will marry and have children in the future. Why do you avoid him because you are good-looking? He can still kiss you, sleep with you, and marry you?" The Eighth Prince stimulated him again.

The Ninth Prince pursed his lips and almost shed tears.

Brother, he really dared to kiss me...

The Ninth Prince's heart was filled with coldness and sadness.

"Okay, Wei Lan isn't good enough to you? I guess you won't be as good to you even if you marry a wife in the future. Come on, brother Wei Lan made some lipstick for you this morning. He said it was cold in the winter. You have a dry mouth..." The eighth prince deliberately pulled his brother away.

The Ninth Prince was startled and jumped up suddenly, lipstick? After a while, his face turned red again.

What's even more frightening is that last night, last night, he actually dreamed that Wei Lan, with disheveled hair, wanted to kiss him, hug him, and even take off his clothes with a wicked smile. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He didn't sleep all night long. Dare to sleep.

I kept my eyes open until dawn, unable to accept that I was kissed by a man, and I dreamed about him again and again! !

"Brother is not going to eat this morning. Brother Bage, you go and have a meal. Father said last time that he wanted to take a test on his homework. Let me take a look and read a book..." The Ninth Prince's eyes were full of Wei Lan trying to take off his clothes and beat him to death. Willing to go out.

The Eighth Prince said oh, and after a few words of false persuasion, he went out with a smile.

Isn't that great? The stupid brother can be dismissed.

After leaving the door and seeing Wei Lan standing in despair outside the square pavilion, the Eighth Prince paused and the proud look on his face changed.

"Lanbao, don't be sad. You and I are still there when my brother doesn't see you. He smashed many things you gave him before, so don't argue with him. He has been spoiled by us since he was a child." The eighth prince looked at him worriedly. Wei Lan.

Wei Lan touched his nose, Emma, ​​why is that guy so petty and so angry?

That was also to save him...

Wei Lan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and he was also a little depressed.

"That's all, the Ninth Prince has never liked me. I'm not happy when I give him food, I'm not happy when I give him fun, and I'm not happy about anything else. It's obviously what you said, brother Yuning, and he likes it very much." Wei Lan sighed, and the Eighth Prince's face stiffened for a moment.

"Don't be angry, Lanbao. I like whatever you give me." The eighth prince turned thirteen after the Chinese New Year and is now half a teenager.

And very steady and responsible.

Wei Lan thought to herself, if she were a woman, marrying him would be her first choice, right?

"That's all, this way doesn't work, so I'll think of another way. Since the Ninth Prince doesn't want to see Wei Lan, Wei Lan can just go back. Thank you to the Eighth Prince for taking care of you during this time." Wei Lan cupped his hand. Lan originally wanted to use the trick of the time-traveling girl chasing him on the Ninth Prince himself, so that he would be immune.

Who knew that the Ninth Prince would not accept this trick.

The time-traveling girl gave food and drinks, and she did the best to ask for help.

Even if he beat Wei Lan to death, he would never have thought that the Ninth Prince would be confused by his gender. Now, let alone a time-traveling woman, a woman reborn in a time-travel zone would probably not be able to get close to the Ninth Prince.

The Eighth Prince pondered for a moment, nodded, and thought about it. With Lao Jiu's attitude towards him now, it would not be good for him to stay any longer.

Last night, he secretly stood under his brother's window and heard it. His brother actually called Wei Lan's name in his dream!

The Eighth Prince sent the people out of the mansion, and the two of them said goodbye before returning to the mansion.

The Ninth Prince was afraid of seeing Wei Lan, but also always wanted to see Wei Lan. He felt like a cat scratching his head, and finally couldn't help but walked out.

"Uh...he, he's gone?" Jiang Yuheng looked at his brother.

The Eighth Prince lowered his eyes: "Well, I was the bad guy and sent him away. Don't worry, he will definitely not come again this time. Just study hard, and if he comes near you again, I will coax him away. It will definitely work. Let your brother concentrate on reading." The eighth prince looked sincere.

Something strange flashed through the Ninth Prince's heart, and he always felt a little reluctant. Will he be sad?

At this time, I couldn't show anything wrong in front of myna. I could only say "oh" and went back in despair.

After the New Year, the Ninth Prince returned to the palace after the rash on his face healed, as if nothing had happened.

However, there are two people who always have figures that shouldn't appear in their dreams.

"It's outrageous, it's really outrageous. What would your Majesty think of him if he knew? You are so ignorant at such a young age!" The imperial concubine slammed a cup of tea, and the nun below was kneeling without daring to raise her head.

"I don't dare to lie to you. His Highness the Ninth Prince has summoned three or four beautiful maids to serve you in the past few days. He touches his little hands and..."

"Shut up! If this matter spreads even a little bit, I will cut out your tongues!" The imperial concubine turned red with anger. Lao Jiu was her most beloved son, but he was only twelve years old, and now he summoned a palace maid.

At this time, the Ninth Prince who was summoned was kneeling on the ground in silence, only thinking silently in his mind, it's not right, it's all wrong!

He touched the little hands and mouths of many palace maids, but he felt that everything was wrong. He didn't feel red in the face, his heart beat like thunder, and he didn't think about it day and night.

"Are you deaf? Lao Jiu!" The imperial concubine's expression changed, but Lao Jiu didn't react at all.

The Eighth Prince probably saw through something, but he died looking at the sky.

"How old are you? Your father is most taboo about this matter. When you are fourteen, your mother-in-law will definitely give it to you! Don't hurt your body at such a young age!" The imperial concubine thought to herself, could it be that there is a charming child? Seducing my son?

The Ninth Prince looked up with tears streaming down his face.

Mother and concubine, sons and ministers are finished...

My son, I don’t like girls anymore! !

The Ninth Prince's eyes were filled with tears and runny nose.