Inside the carriage, Qin Fan picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, his movements were elegant and calm.

"Remove, remove. Who cooked the dishes today? It's so unpalatable. His salary is deducted for a month and he will make such unpalatable dishes in the future. He can leave!"

Qin Fan said with an angry look on his face, and a group of golden armored guards immediately knelt down on the ground, and said loudly.

As soon as he stood up, Qin Fan waved his hand and asked someone to put away the table and chairs.

In fact, he feels very distressed when sitting in such a chair.

Walking into the hall, Qin Fan walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high.

Although he limped, the temperament that emerged from him at this moment was only noble.

It is just a noble born with nobility that no one can learn from.

Some people spend their whole lives trying to transform themselves from rough to noble. Although their behavior is elegant, they still do not have this kind of aura that looks down on the world.

Qin Fan is noble in his heart, but he often pretends to be thick.

These are all disguise, but the rough-fitting is noble and easy to be discovered. However, the noble-fitting is simple and easy to learn.

Qin Fan sat on the chair in the center of the hall. The wide chair, soft animal skins, and gems shining, and he breathed comfortably.

An old man walked out from behind the hall and stood beside Qin Fan. He whispered: "Your Highness, why do you need to do this?"

Qin Fan looked up at the man and said, "Master Wanzhen, I did this. I just wanted to embarrass my brother a little and cause him some trouble."

Wan Zhen frowned and said, "Can you embarrass Your Highness the Crown Prince be sworn?"

Qin Fan nodded and said, "Of course, that brother will not allow anyone to steal his money. Today's Lu Fan's competition can be seen. In a small Yuangang realm warrior competition, my dear brother actually sent his eighth elder Zhu Jun to come. What does this mean? It's just to see how strong Lu Fan is. Maybe Zhu Jun also received the order and killed Lu Fan after the competition."

Wan Zhen said: "What is this related to swornship?"

Qin Fan smiled and said, "I haven't finished it yet. Since my brother is so crazy, he has reached the point where he doesn't care about national talents at all. Then, I can't sit idly by. Lu Fan will definitely be in trouble. My brother will not let him go. Then there are only two endings, either Lu Fan dies at the hands of my brother's hawks, or he defeats my brother's hawks, and then causes my brother's hawks to be even more angry."

After a few sneering, Qin Fan continued, "The first possibility is that if he is only his current identity, whether he is disabled or dead, at most it will be just a matter of public discussion. It will not be spread to the palace at all. It will not be known to my father. But once I become sworn brothers with him, he will have a new layer of identity as the second prince Qin Fan. Things will be different. The father in the deep palace will know. The court and the government will know. Even if I am a wasteful prince or incompetent, I am still a prince. My brother can die inexplicably. Is there any kingly law in the world?"

Wan Zhen nodded and said, "No, if you have more identity, things will easily become big. Once it gets big, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not end well. So what if Lu Fan wins?"

Qin Fan said: "That would be even more amazing. A small warrior from a remote city defeated the killer or warrior sent by His Highness the Crown Prince. His strength is enough for him to stand out in next year's selection. Maybe he will have the chance to represent Wu'anguo to participate in the Wanfang Country Competition. In that case, isn't it worth it for me? A future Tiangang warrior, or even a strong martial artist. Isn't it worth it? My brother lost a place and was beaten to the face. Is there anything happier than this? My father will also look up to me."

Wan Zhen smiled and said, "It's indeed a win-win situation. Your Highness, you are getting more and more determined."

Qin Fan said, "It's just a little trick or a little trick. It's not harmful, that is, my brother is disgusting. Anyway, I say that there is, there is, there is no, there is no. Everything depends on how to use it. Although he did drink my blood, hehe, he probably didn't know that there is a drop of my blood in the chicken blood soup, but it will be found until he dies."

Speaking of this, Qin Fan frowned again, as if he remembered the smell of the chicken blood soup again.

Wan Zhen said, "Then let me leave it to you?"

Qin Fan said: "Just spread it out a little first and let some officials who are not very good with me know. They will automatically tell my father. Anyway, I, a slutty prince and a playboy, have I been told back and forth by them long ago?"

Wan Zhen said, "Then I will do it now, so as not to have too many dreams."

Qin Fan also smiled and said, "Yes, do it as soon as possible. I am really afraid that Lu Fan will die tonight. My dear brother is a truly cruel person!"

Wan Zhen suddenly frowned and said, "Your Highness, will this make the Crown Prince suspect you?"

Qin Fan said: "This possibility is not ruled out. But..."

Speaking of this, Qin Fan gritted his teeth and continued after a long time: "But, I can't stand it anymore!"

After saying that, Qin Fan closed his eyes and calmed down.

Wan Zhen sighed, and his body disappeared into the hall like a wisp of blue smoke.

......

The other side.

In the palace, Zhu Jun knelt outside the gatehouse.

There were constant laughter from Yingying Yanyan in the room. It was obvious that the game that Your Highness liked to play was being played inside, purely the game.

After a moment, a comfortable moan rang out.

Then, the door opened, and a group of beautiful girls bowed and retreated, and the flush on their cheeks did not completely disappear.

Prince Qin Yun walked out slowly and looked at Zhu Jun at the door and said, "Zhu Jun, you are back. What's the situation? What is the Donghua swordsman Lu Fan, how strong is it? How many fingers can you use to deal with him?"

Zhu Jun replied: "Report to the Crown Prince, Lu Fan is amazing and has entered martial arts. If I fight with him, I am afraid that the chance of winning is only 50%."

Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment when talking about the 55th number, because Zhu Jun himself knew in his heart that the strength shown by Lu Fan alone was already 55th number. If Lu Fan still had hidden strength, his chance of winning would be smaller. If the opponent drew his sword, would he be stronger?

Qin Yun frowned and said, "This kid is so difficult to deal with? Then look, who will destroy him is better."

Zhu Jun thought for a while and said, "Zhang Guang should be able to get it right."

Qin Yun waved his hand and said, "Then let Zhang Guang go. Let him get it done quickly!"

Zhu Jun responded softly and kowtowed again.
Chapter completed!