The Captivating Crown Prince

“Is Yizhi here?” Han Xuan Hao asked.

The small bag hurriedly brought Han Xuan Hao into the Night Pavilion. “Master is currently reading the account book. Young Master Han, please!” In that period of time, Han Xuanhao and Ye Yi Zhe had a lot of things to deal with in Mist Country, and the information they had was the best. Thus, Xiao Yun thought that Han Xuan Hao came to find Ye Yi Zhe for business.

When he opened the door of the study, he saw Ye Yi Zhe leaning on the desk, reading a stack of account books. Ye Yi Zhe read the account books very seriously, and there was even a white jade abacus placed on the desk. However, the white jade abacus was very rare. Putting aside the fact that the abacus was extremely exquisite, just the beads on the abacus were enough to know that the price of the white jade would definitely cause one to be dumbstruck.

The small bag returned after inviting Han Xuan Hao into the study. Ye Yi Zhe lowered his head and looked at the account book in his hand before raising his head to look at Han Xuan Hao, who was still drinking tea. He said with a voice as loud as snow, “Xuan Hao, what business do you have with me?”

Normally, Han Xuanhao would not come looking for him, and even if Han Xuanhao’s temper had come, he would not have waited for it. However, Han Xuanhao had already waited there for a few minutes of time, but he was still unable to calm down.

Han Xuanhao took out a letter from his sleeve and tossed it to Ye Yizhe. Ye Yizhe took it over and looked at it before asking, “What is the use of this information?”

Although Han Xuanhao and Ye Yizhe had returned to Shang Country, the two of them did not delay regarding the Mist Country’s matter regarding the Holy Hall. The two subordinates in the Mist Country had been probing around and collecting information from the two of them, but the information they had received in the past few days was of little use.

The information in this letter was that ten years ago, the Mist Country’s Emperor had lost a prince and that prince was the son of a concubine of the Mist Country’s Emperor. When the concubine died, even if the prince was favored, this part of the palace would still suffer until his whereabouts were unknown.

Many people in Mist Country had forgotten about the youngest prince, but the Mist Emperor had never given up on searching for him. He had always secretly sent people to find his son, and the information that Han Xuanhao had gathered was that the prince had died many years ago.

“If I become this prince, wouldn’t it be interesting?” He was about the same age as the prince. If the prince was still alive, and Han Xuanhao had lost both his parents since he was young, then there would be even less people who knew his identity.

Ye Yi Zhe tapped the table with his finger, his clear eyes looking at Han Xuanhao. Han Xuanhao suddenly spoke up, “Say, do you think you can help?!” I feel that this must be very fun, and it just happens to be able to help my heart! ”

Ye Yi Zhe withdrew his gaze from those concealed words. Ye Yi Zhe didn’t probe further into the reason for Han Xuan Hao’s words. Instead, he asked, “What do you want?”

In the past, one of them was the feared genius doctor of the high mountains who spent his days tending to the Ye Clan with medicinal herbs. The other was the bloodthirsty High Lord of the Cold Star Pavilion, a person who roamed the border of life and death all day long. Now that they had crossed paths because of a girl, Ye Yi Zhe, from a person who did not care about other people, would also help.

“The biggest clue of this Fog Kingdom Prince is the birthmark on his back. This birthmark is shaped like a butterfly. I know of your ability, but I hope that such a birthmark will appear on my back and become a fake!” Han Xuanhao said with a smile. Although he was not very satisfied with such a flaw on his white skin, he felt that it was worth it!

Ye Yizhi stood up and walked out of the study, then walked towards a pharmacy in the courtyard that was personally made by Ye Yizhi later on. Although it couldn’t be compared with the Ye residence, there were still many rare and precious herbs inside, which also made it much more convenient for Ye Yizhi when he was making medicinal herbs.

Ye Yi Zhe walked into the pharmacy and began to mix the ingredients one by one. From time to time, he would take out some ingredients from the cabinets on the wall. Ye Yi Zhe could control the quantity without using too much of the ingredients.

Han Xuanhao had been waiting outside for a long time, sleeping on the soft couch in the yard when he was bored to death. For the reasons of Shang’s laziness, the soft couch was now visible in every one of their courtyards, all prepared for Shang’s lack of interest.

When Ye Yizhe walked out with something that looked like a box of ointment, Han Xuanhao was already drowsy. However, when he saw the item, he immediately sobered up and smelt the stench in the air. It won’t hurt my skin, will it? ”

Ye Yi Zhe couldn’t be bothered with Han Xuan Hao’s narcissism and directly asked, “Go back and get it!” “If you don’t take a bath tonight, you can keep it on you from now on. It would be impossible to tell that this is fake!” As he spoke, he tossed the ointment to Han Xuanhao.

Han Xuanhao frowned upon smelling the smell and immediately handed a piece of paper along with an ointment to Ye Yizhe, “I can’t see what to do by myself. You’ve already helped me to this point, so why don’t you care about this group? Hurry up!”

With that, he took off his robe and laid on the soft couch, revealing his upper body. Han Xuanhao was not afraid that anyone would come over, since other than his own trusted aides, no one else had entered the courtyard. The servants of the crown prince’s residence did not dare to enter the courtyards of the young masters, unless they did not want to live anymore.

Ye Yizhi frowned. He didn’t know that his skin was also very good, but the difference between the two was that Han Xuanhao’s skin was as exquisite as jade, while Ye Yizhe’s skin was as smooth as snow.

Although the two men were weird, only the two men were comfortable in doing such things. Ye Yi Zhe looked at the drawing on the paper and slowly smeared the ointment on Han Xuanhao’s back with a stick. He was determined to make the drawing more lifelike.

At this time, not too far away from the Night Pavilion, Shang Wuxin and Leng Yufeng were walking towards here. The matter was simple: although Leng Yufeng was not injured during the palace change, he was still slightly injured. For Leng Yufeng, who was wounded countless times on the battlefield, this was as normal as eating and drinking. However, after Shang Tong found out about this, he brought Leng Yufeng along with him and prepared to find some ointment for Ye Yi Zhe.

Leng Yufeng was the first to enter the Night Pavilion, but when he saw the scene inside, he was stupefied!

What was going on!? Under the bright sun, he saw a man with an enchanting figure lying on the soft couch with his upper body bare. Another man in white was caressing the man’s back with his fingers. Seeing this, Leng Yufeng felt as if his three views had been completely destroyed! Could it be that the two of them were having an affair behind Shang’s back? Thinking about the fact that the two of them might have fallen in love with Shang Wuxin, they did not expect the both of them to be so shameless!

Leng Yufeng’s first thought was that he did not want Shang to see this, so he immediately turned around and pushed Shang Bin out of the courtyard. Leng Yufeng knew what Shang Wuxin was thinking about the two of them. If he knew about their betrayal, he would be extremely upset. He did not want to see Shang Wuxin in such a state.

Shang Wuxin was preparing to enter the Night Pavilion, but he did not want to be pushed out of the courtyard by Leng Yufeng, who was walking ahead of him. Shang Wuxin looked at Leng Yufeng in puzzlement, but discovered that Leng Yufeng’s face was filled with rage, and when he tried to look, he was caught by Leng Yufeng, “Xin’er, don’t look, don’t look!”

Leng Yufeng’s attitude left Shang Wuxin in doubt, and he immediately pushed away Leng Yufeng. Just as he was about to continue blocking Leng Yufeng, Shang Wuxin’s gaze turned cold, causing Leng Yufeng to slowly lower his hand, and pulled him into the Night Pavilion to watch the scene on the soft couch.

Looking at this scene, Shang Wuxin was not displeased or angry, even his lips curved up in a smile. Leng Yufeng realized that this was not a mocking smile, but a real smile. He could not understand why Shang Wuxin was not angry at all.

Even though Shang Wuxin did not know what the two were doing, he was clear that they were not doing it. After all, their clothes were still on, and only the pure Leng Yufeng would think otherwise! Shang Xin gave Leng Yufeng a mischievous look before clearing his throat gently, asking with a shocked voice, “What are you doing?”

It seemed like the one who came here in a fit of rage was Han Xuanhao. Today, he finally managed to scare Han Xuanhao. Shang felt like this was not bad, at least the two of them looked happy.

“Xin’er?” The ointment in Ye Yi Zhe’s hand fell to the ground in fright. Han Xuan Hao, who was originally lying lazily on the soft couch, jumped up and revealed his bare chest to Shang Tong. Han Xuan Hao quickly put on his clothes and explained, “It’s not like what you saw!”

Han Xuanhao and Ye Yizhe never expected that Shang Wuxin would come and see such a scene. When the two saw Leng Yufeng and Shang Wuxin’s angry expressions, they knew that they had misunderstood. Han Xuanhao immediately rushed to Shang Wuxin’s side and grabbed Shang Wuxin’s other hand.

“Xin’er, listen to me. The smallest prince of the Mist Country has a birthmark on his back. I wanted to impersonate that prince so I asked Ye Yi Zhe to help me. As he spoke, he took off the clothes that Han Xuanhao had hastily put on, revealing the birthmark he had drawn on his back.

Leng Yufeng realized that he had misunderstood the two, and turned to Shang Wuxin and said, embarrassed, “Xin Er, they …” As he spoke, Shang’s unintentional smile disappeared. It seemed like he was the only one who misunderstood.

Shang Wuxin’s eyes, which were originally calm and collected, suddenly turned angry when he saw the birthmark. With a cold voice, he asked, “What do you mean by ‘the birthmark’ or ‘the birthmark’?”

Han Xuanhao suddenly felt that he might have done something wrong. Ye Yizhe stood up and said, “Yes, you can. You just need to use a special ointment to erase it!” He was already prepared when he was brewing the ointment, and it really made his heart unhappy.

Shang Wuxin was slightly reassured and said to Ye Yi Zhe, “Show it to Yu Feng!” After that, he pulled Han Xuanhao out of the room. Leng Yufeng and Ye Yi Zhe looked at each other and smiled, as if they were somewhat amused by Dark Dragon.

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Looking at the steamed bun in his wife’s arms, the man was displeased. His position had been seriously threatened.

“Warm, the child is already old. It’s time for him to learn to be independent!” The male owner pulled the bun out of the female owner’s chest.

“Ling Jun Leng, can you not be childish? Your son is only a few months old! ” The female lead hugged Steamed Bun to her chest.

When I was five years old, the male lead sternly brought me into the study. “Son, you are already five years old, you shouldn’t stick to your mother. Your father is going to send you out to be a disciple!” Mother! ” Steamed Bun shouted in his childish voice. The female lead ran into the study room and angrily said to the male lead, “Ling Jun Leng, if you still want to send your son away, I’ll take my son and run away from home!” The male lead quickly went up to fawn and also glared at his steamed bun, “Warm, please don’t be angry. I promise I won’t do it in the future!” “I’ll sleep in the study tonight!” The female lead left with a steamed bun in her arms