The Assassin and the Crown Prince (WangXian Fan Fiction)

Wei Ying is A Xian

You are an assassin you say? If so, then you must be the one who attacked His Royal Highness a few nights ago.

Jiang Cheng clenched his fist hearing the old mans words. No doubt, this old man is hiding something and is trying to turn the situation around. He whispered.

Calm down and lets watch the situation for a while. Lan Huan whispered to his husband, holding his clenched fist.

How can we trust your words when you yourself wanted His Royal Highness dead? The old man said in a loud voice, earning another round of whispers form the people in the banquet hall.

This old man. Wei Ying clenched his teeth in annoyance and the old man smiled, seeing that his plan was working.

However, the assassin suddenly smiled and said, Thats right, I wanted the Crown Prince dead, and that still hasnt change, so how could I possibly let anyone take his life before me? His Royal Highness is my prey and no one is allowed to interfere.

The old man was left speechless, and so were the people around them. On the other hand, Jiang Cheng had a small smirk plastered on his lips.

Unless Wei Ying eyed the old man. If youre willing to challenge me, then I might consider leaving His Highness be. Dont you also want his life?

You- The old man pointed at Wei Ying who just smirked, enjoying the sight of the olds mans face getting darker.

WEI WUXIAN, YOU ARE JUST A BASTARD SON OF JIANG FENGMIAN. HOW DARE YOU ACUSE ME OF PUTTING POISON IN HIS HIGHNESS CUP!

Wei Ying was shocked at the others words, but he still had that smirk on his face. Old Chen, I never mentioned that the poison was in His Royal Highness cup. How did you know that it was there and not mixed in the alcohol?

That- The old man panicked, slowly stepping back.

Hes right. How did uncle assume that the poison was in Wangjis cup? Lan Huan spoke up, approaching the old man.

While they were busy confronting the old man, Lan Zhan remained quiet. Its not because he was watching what was happening, but he was thinking about his uncles words.

After hearing his uncle shout that name, a sudden memory came to his mind. It was a memory of him meeting a boy on a cold winter night.

Wei Wuxian? Xian? Suddenly, his eyes widen. A-Xian He mumbled, then smiled. Wei Ying is A-Xian Lan Zhan realized. No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity when I saw him. He chuckled, before finally focusing his attention on the current situation.

Enough! His deep voice resonated in the hall, leaving everybody to shut their mouth in fear of offending the Crown Prince. You both are to be questioned. Guards! Escort them to the dungeon. He commanded.

Understood. The soldiers bowed, before holding the two men. Wei Ying willingly walked with them, while the old man struggled and shouted to be let go.

As Wei Ying was about to follow the soldiers out, he sensed something was wrong and immediately turned around.

Your Royal Highness! Watch out! He shouted, pushing the prince away.