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    "Pinch one for me too." Yan Qixuan was on the side, looking at Wen Wan's bright smile, and became unhappy, so he shouted loudly at the top of his lungs.

    The boss is tall and thin, and looks honest and honest.  I was giving Wen Wan a squeeze on his little clay figurine. When I heard what the little bully said, I immediately dropped Wen Wan's clay figurine and pinched it for him.  Wen Wan glanced at Xiao Zhengtai unhappily.

    "Haha, so ugly, so ugly. I have never seen such an ugly person. Although he is indeed ugly and as black as a lump of coal, you should make him look better and not make him look like this.  It's so ugly. It's scarier than a ghost. It's better to pinch him first to avoid scaring people." Yan Qixuan looked at Wen Wan's little clay figurine with only half of his face and laughed, finding it very interesting.  Not only would this be ugly, it would become a monster.

    He has not gained any benefit from Wen Wan in the past little while.  When you don't like it, you just turn your back and ignore people, which is even bigger than him.  It was rare to breathe this time.  Wen Wan choked, what does it mean to be really ugly? He is such an unlovable little kid.

    "Yes, yes, let's knead the little one first." The stall owner wiped his sweat, picked up Wen Wan's little clay figurine, and continued to knead it.  But he was secretly surprised in his heart, when did the little bully become so talkative? Whose family does this young master belong to?  The man took one look at the little bully and the little bully stopped.

    Wenwan looked at the clay doll that was exactly the same as herself, it was very cute.  Once I hold it in my hand, I can't bear to put it down.  Signal the people around you to give money.

    "It's a blessing for the people that the prince can take a fancy to such a humble craftsmanship. I won't accept the money." Yan Qixuan raised his eyebrows, raised his head towards Wen Wan, and walked away very proudly.  Wenwan stood there and stretched out her hand.

    "If you don't give me money, just give them back the things. What's the point of bullying a defenseless commoner?" Wen Wan flashed disdain.

    "Humph, he didn't want it himself, and it's not like I didn't give it to him." After saying that, he clapped Wen Wan's hand away, raised his head and glanced at Wen Wan, and walked away high-spirited.  Wen Wan was so angry that she walked in a different direction from Xiao Zhengtai to avoid discomfort.

    "Sir, don't be angry. In fact, there are several shops on this street that belong to our prince's palace. Even though the prince took the things, although he didn't pay, someone took note of them. When the time comes, he will just go to the store to get the money. In fact, the prince  He pretends to be a playboy, but he is a very kind-hearted master." Yan Qixuan's personal attendant explained.

    Wen Wan felt an impulse in her heart.  Suddenly, I felt that the bunch of bright candied haws in front of me was particularly beautiful.  I also went to ask for money, and then refused to give money arrogantly.  Chang Sui went up and said a few words.  The man looked at Wen Wan in confusion, turned around and left.  Wen Wan followed him and saw that he actually went to a silk shop.  I was very happy when I came out, I guess.  Got the money.  From now on, I can take things without paying the bill.

    But when I turned my head, I felt what I had just done.  What an idiot.  Unexpectedly, she would be led astray by this Yan Qixuan.  Ahem, it is said that the person who is close to vermilion is red, and the person who is close to ink is black.  Unexpectedly, she was influenced by a naughty boy within half a day, and she really went back to life.  However, this feeling is quite fun.

    Wen Wan quickly put away those messy thoughts and ate the candied haws she bought, eh.  Sweet and sour, the taste is authentic, so delicious.  Not only is it delicious.  I also experienced the fun of children.  The gentle mood suddenly became extremely good.

    "Black Charcoal. How old are you and still eating candied haws? How could you bring such a shameful thing out? I met an acquaintance later, so don't say you know me." Yan Qixuan saw Wen Wan and did not follow.  On the way, I had to turn around on my own.  I happened to see Wen Wan eating candied haws, and I looked down upon her very much.  It's so embarrassing that a ten-year-old is still eating candied haws.

    When Wen Wan saw him talking about herself, she couldn't bear to see him pretending to be mature.  He is obviously just a broken kid, why should he pretend to be mature?  What cannot be pretended by youth and maturity must be reflected in all aspects.  Seeing Yan Qixuan's sarcastic expression, Wen Wan deliberately licked it with her tongue twice before savoring it in front of him, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath, looking very intoxicated.  Looking at her, she thought that this candied haws of sugar was some kind of delicacy.

    Yan Qixuan swallowed hard at the sight, but soon realized that he was embarrassed like this, so he snorted, turned his head and strode forward.  Wen Wan looked at his back and smiled evilly, telling you to pretend, you are a thirteen-year-old brat, but you have to pretend to be mature, so you are exposed!  How can true sophistication be like this?

    Dongqing looked at the young master who had been acting very mature these days, always teasing the prince, and finally looked like a normal child.

    Wenwan took Dongqing with her and leisurely watched and played in the back, and then bought and ate.  While waiting to catch up, Wen Wan saw several of Xiao Zhengtai's followers beating a tall and thick man. The man was beaten until he knelt down and begged for mercy.Master, please spare my life, I don¡¯t dare to do this anymore.  "

    "You're a troublemaker." Yan Qixuan said bitterly on the side.

    "Master, Master, I beg you, please forgive me. Xiaomin really didn't mean it. I deserve death for my crime. I bumped into your old man. Please forgive me. I don't dare to do it anymore, Prince.  "Spare my life!" the man begged.

    "Hmph, forget it this time. If it happens again next time, I'll have your tongue cut out." Yan Qixuan kicked it hard, then turned to see Wen Wan looking at him carefully, with a flash of light in his eyes.  He was panicked, but he straightened his body, puffed up his chest, and walked away proudly.

    "What's going on?" Wen Wan looked at the person next to her strangely.  It took only half a day for Wenwan to discover that the boy was actually a paper tiger.  Although he has great momentum, he is actually not very courageous.

    "Ahem, this old beard is also unlucky. He just spat, but he didn't know that the prince just came over. He insisted that he saw him coming and spat at him. So he was beaten." The person next to him sighed.  Wen Wan opened her mouth and quickly closed it. Looking at the little dealer who was beaten into a pig-headed face, Wen Wan expressed her deep sympathy. He was indeed unlucky.

    After the young lady beat the man, she walked away.

    "He is really a dandy prodigal." Wen Wan looked at it and continued to follow.

    "Ah, ah, ah, this girl is so beautiful. Girl, let me go home with my brother." Qi Xuan stepped forward and smiled teasingly at a fifteen or sixteen year old girl who was doing business.  Because Yan Qixuan is rich in nutrition, a 13-year-old boy looks like he is 15 or 6 years old.  He is a head and a half taller than Wen Wan, and he is also tall and strong.

    "Master, master, please spare me. I still have to support my mother and younger brothers and sisters. Master, please." The woman begged bitterly.

    Yan Qixuan scolded her for not knowing how to lift her up, and asked the gangster to drag her out, touch the little girl's face, and make a kiss on it.

    "Bah, bah, bah. It stinks, it's disgusting." Yan Qixuan hasn't kissed her yet.  He was so sickened by the fishy smell that he pushed the girl to the ground.

    The girl burst into tears, so desperate.  Yan Qixuan looked at Wen Wan watching with disdain and felt very humiliated.  He glared at Wen Wan angrily and walked away angrily.

    But after Yan Qixuan left for a while, there was no one in sight.  The girl wiped her tears and got up and continued selling things.

    Wen Wan was stunned.  No, this is the origin of Little Overlord.  Beating people, losing temper, bullying the weak, and teasing the women of the people.  I didn't expect that this damn boy would do anything bad with Wen Wan, so Wen Wan just watched from the side without making any comments.

    If it were the past, she might still have some sympathy.  But after experiencing so many things, and after a few days of King Chun teaching and instilling the royal ideals, she understood deeply that this was not the modern era.  Nobles can execute servants at any time.  Even if civilians are killed, it doesn't matter much.  Of course, if he was impeached by the censor, the emperor would have to deal with it strictly and he would not be able to finish it.  But in the end, it was nothing more than compensation of a few taels of silver, and he still gave in.  Here, if you, as a member of the aristocracy, are soft-hearted and kind, no one will think you are compassionate, but will think you are useless.  Even the people who follow you are as short as the slaves in the mansion when they go out.

    Although she is not used to it and does not agree with it, she must adapt.  She can stop being such a person, but she can't stop others from being such a person.  In the capital, it is the censor who enforces justice, not her.  Otherwise, it will offend people.  Moreover, there was King Chun¡¯s warning first, that you could only watch and listen, but could not speak or do anything.

    ¡° And Yan Qixuan is just a child¡¯s temper, and it¡¯s not really harmful to people.  Dongqing said that someone would handle the follow-up incident when the time comes, and Wenwan didn't waste any more nonsense.  These are all children's games.

    Yan Qixuan was very proud to see Wen Wan's thoughtful look, thinking that he had tamed Wen Wan and made him afraid of him.  It seems that the task assigned by the father will be completed soon.

    "Ah, isn't this the prince? Why are you here to look at beauties again? Are you out to clean up the troubles again?" A gentle-looking young man rode a horse and looked at Yan Qixuan, sarcastically.

    Yan Qixuan rode past the man with his head held high like a rooster.  Wen Wan looked at the man strangely, but didn't say much.

    "Hey, kid, looking at your gentle manner, I would like to advise you not to go with him. This guy is not a good guy." The man raised his voice and said to Wen Wan.

    Wen Wan walked past him and said with disdain: "Talking behind people's backs is the behavior of a villain."

    "Young master, he is the third master of Prince Ning's residence. Let's go. A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences." Dongqing explained hurriedly.

    Wen Wan knew who this was without him having to say anything. Wen Wan smiled and saidIt turns out he is also her cousin.  In the capital, they are all relatives, a complicated network of relationships.  Speaking of this, Wen Wan is really a bit strange.  King Zhou was hot-tempered and overbearing, and never acted out of his mind.  King Zhao had a very good reputation, and King Ning himself was a scholar. People said that it was rare for the royal family to produce a talented person.  Uncle King Zheng had the worst reputation. According to legend, he was a violent and bloodthirsty person.  But in terms of heirs, King Zhou only had two sons and one daughter; King Ning had four sons and three daughters.  Prince Ning was the most knowledgeable among the emperor's heirs, but his descendants were much inferior.  The eldest child was mediocre in academics, the second child liked to run around, and the third child was born from a concubine and was also a playboy, and an unpopular playboy at that.  (To be continued)
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