Chapter 314: The Cold Prince’s Brother Killed All Quartets 9
Chapter 314 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 9
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ..." Fuchen cried, tears constantly flowing from his eyes. The sound came from the big hands that were covering his hands. The little hands kept struggling to reach the person.
The whip "pop", "pop", "pop", "pop" was thrown on Wan Fan's body. When it fell, there was a trail of blood.
The new singlet has already been torn, exposing the flesh.
The whip was raised, bringing up a few drops of blood.
Wan Fan stared at the ground and said nothing.
Thirty whips come and go quickly.
After finishing the matter, Wan Fan stood up and stared at Lu Chayan.
Lu Chayan bowed and said, "The eldest prince has such courage at a young age. I believe you will become a great talent in the future. I won't disturb the eldest prince's studies."
At this moment, he acted respectfully, making it impossible for others to find fault. On the contrary, they admired him for his boldness in recognizing people.
Wan Fan stared at the person without any expression.
Turning his head, he looked at Fuchen.
The palace maid also covered Fuchen's mouth to prevent him from speaking. Fuchen struggled violently and looked very uncomfortable.
"Let her go."
After saying this, the palace maid let go, Fuchen fell to the ground, quickly got up, climbed down the stairs on all fours, and crawled over crying "woo woo woo".
Wanchang slowly squatted down and stretched out his arms.
"Uh uh uh..." Fuchen hugged the person and immediately burst into tears. His face was covered with tear stains, like little bugs crawling across his face. There were also snot bubbles hanging from his nose and mouth.
Wan Fan helped her blow her nose and said, "Don't cry." His voice was cold.
"Uh huh huh." Fuchen grabbed him and stood there, crying nonstop, not caring at all. He grabbed the man and stood walking behind him, his steps shaky.
Wan Fan stayed still and watched her movements.
Fuchen stood next to him, saw the bloody and bone-spreading back, stretched out his hand to touch the whip marks, and screamed, "Ah——"
The cry was hoarse.
Wan Fan looked solemnly, stared at Fu Chen, and ordered again, "Don't cry."
"Ah!" Fuchen sighed, crying loudly with his mouth wide open.
There is an additional sound in the yard.
On the road to the harem, Lu Chayan heard a sound in the grass. He was alert and motionless.
There was a rustling sound in the grass, which was difficult to identify.
Lu Chayan quietly stepped forward, sensing danger, and waved his hand, signaling for his servants to come forward.
The servant stepped forward and quietly pushed aside the grass.
There seemed to be something flashing past the exposed grass roots.
The servant stepped into the grass and dug in, and saw several colorful snakes crawling forward in the grass!
"Ah!" the servant screamed and jumped to the right path.
Lu Chayan could see clearly from the side that it was a snake.
With the direction in hand, Lu Chayan looked at the grass and found some traces.
The frequency of the grass shaking is not the wind, this frequency is the snakes...
All going in one direction.
Lu Chayan followed and looked over, which was the direction they came from, Anxin Building.
Are there any people from the Wu clan there?
Lu Chayan thought about the new characters, his eyebrows widened slightly, and he smiled.
In front of Anxinlou.
Wan Fan stared at Fuchen, who kept crying, crying happily.
He stared at Fuchen coldly, "Fuchen. Don't cry. Do you hear me?"
Fuchen opened his tearful eyes and looked at Wanchang.
Wan Fan's face was very gloomy at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be filled with ice as he stared at Fuchen.
Fuchen bit his lip, holding back the cry, but he felt aggrieved and the tears still fell.
In the grass, the advancing group of snakes suddenly stopped and stopped swinging.
Keep a distance of half a meter from bare ground without grass.
It was quiet all around.
Anxin Building is surrounded by a green forest.
I chose a small forest because I wanted to cultivate my mind and meditate.
The wind blew, and the grass lowered its height, revealing a patch of black, green and yellow.
I was shocked to realize that this was not a grassland, but a snake bush.
But no one looked back.
The little prince, who was still vomiting, faced the snake bush, lowered his head, and held on to the tree trunk, still retching.
"Wipe away your tears." Wan Fan ordered.
Fuchen felt aggrieved, held his mouth, put his arms on his face, and couldn't help but let out a "woo", his voice suppressed under his arms.
The group of snakes suddenly moved forward.
The retching little prince raised his head. He heard the noise and looked towards the grass.
He was short and looked at the grass. There was no wind at the moment and the grass was still green.
"You're still crying!" Wan Fan roared angrily.
The little prince was frightened and looked back.
Fuchen was stunned for a moment by the yelling, his mouth pursed, but he still obediently wiped his eyes with his arms.
"Ha." I couldn't stop sobbing.
"Oh."
The snakes move, move.
The little prince turned his head and looked towards the grass, staring at the green without moving.
Wan Fan stared at Fu Chen and didn't help.
Fuchen wiped the tears from both hands and stared at Wanchang. His body was swaying and unable to stand, and he fell on his butt on the ground.
Wan Fan helped her up, helped her stand upright, and told her, "Don't cry. Crying is a sign of weakness."
Fuchen stared at him, grabbed his hand and walked into his arms.
When Wan Fan raised his hand to hug him, Fu Chen turned around, hummed softly, turned to his back, and stared at the blood on his back.
"tui." Fuchen spit out a mouthful of saliva, raised his hand to touch it evenly, his eyes were unblinking and very serious.
Wan Fan pulled her over, picked her up, and walked inside.
"Master, let's go to class. It's been a waste of time." Wan Fan said, his back was exposed, only the color of blood.
The Master stared at his appearance and glanced at the little prince and the servants behind him. Behind them represented different identities and sects.
The master scolded, "Teach me, teach me, wait until you finish copying!"
Wan Fan did not refute, sat down and started copying.
The master grabbed the brush and said, "Catch, scratch, scratch! Are you a dog's paw?" He raised his index finger, touched it with his thumb, followed the brush, made a gesture in front of him, and then slammed it on the table, "Hurry up and write!"
Wan Fan had no expression on his face, picked up the brush and started writing.
Fuchen pointed at the Master fiercely, "Ouch!"
The master glanced at him, said "hum", turned around and closed the door.
The palace maid was frightened, carrying water and medicine aside, hesitating, not daring to ask for instructions.
"Apply medicine." Wan Fan ordered.
After receiving the order, the palace maid nodded her head, carried the bucket aside, and wiped away the blood stains on Wan Bran.
Fuchen stood back and stared, adjusting his hands from time to time.
Beside the grass.
The little prince stared at the grass, still standing there thinking.
He suspected there was something in the grass and heard a noise.
But having just experienced a death scene and a whipping scene, the three-year-old's psychological quality was not yet strong.
The little prince held his hands on the tree trunk and stared blankly.
The wind blew by, revealing a patch of black, green and yellow, and a pair of eyes staring at him.
The little prince's mind went blank, and he fell straight down as if struck by lightning.
"Bang." There was a sound.
The people who were looking for medicine and clothes for the little prince rushed over and shouted, "Sixth Prince! Sixth Prince!"
The man rushed over and hugged the child, "Sixth Prince, what's wrong with you?"
The master was sitting in the courtyard and saw a pile of vomit next to him. He said calmly, "Maybe I was shocked, or maybe I vomited too much and fainted. Go back and feed some sugar water and wait for a few hours. If you can't wake up, just
Let the wizard call the soul."
"Ah?" The servant ran away with the child in his arms.
The master looked at the person lightly. With comparison, he suddenly realized that the person inside was not bad.
