My host is the thief six

Chapter 1733 Our master seems to be addicted to being a secret guard (end)
In fact, nothing happened in these two months, but Xue Changlin didn't really want to inherit the throne anymore.

He coveted this position at first, but it was just because of what happened when he was a child, and he wanted others to notice him.

But now the most important thing for him is not the throne.

After returning home with his subordinates, Xue Changlin followed Yu Sheng into the room in a hurry.

"Xixi, just now you suddenly said that you want to enter the palace... just to catch that Xue Moxuan?"

"Yeah." Yu Sheng took off his clothes and prepared to go back to sleep.

Originally, she didn't really want to care about it, but... Shanshan detected traces of 097 over there, so she was going to take a look.

Who knew that 097 was so fine, and ran over and over again, these planes hid themselves so well that even its host probably didn't know its existence.

This is really, not only guarding against her, but also guarding against the hero and heroine.

Of course, looking for 097 was only one of the reasons, and the other reason was because of Xue Moxuan's assassination of the little boy.

No matter what, she couldn't let the heroine sit on the throne as she wished.

"But Xixi..."

Xue Changlin wanted to ask something, but was pushed by Yu Sheng, and he fell down on the bed uncontrollably.

"Tired, go to sleep."

Xue Changlin: "..."

Missing this opportunity, Xue Changlin felt that he might not have the chance to ask this strange thing next time.

However, it turned out that it was indeed as he thought.

When he woke up early the next morning, Yu Sheng acted as if nothing had happened last night.

If Xue Moxuan hadn't been ordered to be executed directly by the emperor at this time, he probably would have believed it.

Song Rongyu, who was stabbed each other yesterday, and the concubine princess were not seriously injured, but Song Rongyu's injury was near the heart and needed to be healed for a while.

And the less injured Princess Heqin has been taking care of her by the side, and she has taken care of her feelings in this way.

Perhaps it was because after Xue Changlin resolutely rejected the emperor's request for succession, he went to court less often, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days.

The emperor had to choose a more suitable one among his sons to become the prince.

Later, naturally, the newly appointed prince inherited the throne as a matter of course, and the other princes were all arranged to be fiefs and named princes.

Even Xue Changlin was no exception, but they were the only princes who were allowed to stay in the capital, instead of going to remote fiefdoms.

When it was time to leave this plane, Yu Sheng returned to the system space with one in each hand.

When the drowsy soul of the little boy came into contact with this space, it disappeared immediately, but Yu Lan was still in place.

He watched Qin Xu's soul disappear with his own eyes, and his eyes widened, "Your...won't...what's the matter?"

"It's just a game of peek-a-boo."

Yu Sheng didn't worry too much, just sat down cross-legged, then took out his tablet computer and started to operate.

"How old is this, and I'm still playing peek-a-boo with you." The corner of Yu Lan's mouth twitched slightly, and she also sat down cross-legged, reaching out and dragging her chin.

Yu Lan's soul state is similar to that of Wei Xiting, only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

There was still a hint of childishness on his face, he was wearing a jade crown, and he was wearing a dark red gown.

　Ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)