Chapter 159: Can't Hide

After Mu Xin settled Li Qingting, he ran away quickly. He guessed that if the young prince heard that the prince had returned, he would definitely come, so it would be better for him to hide quickly.

As expected, Ye Qingyu rushed over immediately after hearing that his father had returned. At this time, the King of the Northwest was sleeping due to drunkenness, and he did not want to disturb his father's rest, so he waited in the hall outside the King of the Northwest's bedroom.

At this time, Mu Bai came to ask for an audience with the King of Northwest to report on important military matters. Upon entering the hall, he was surprised to see the young prince leisurely drinking tea. He asked, "Young Prince, are you waiting for the prince?"

Ye Qingyu raised his eyes slightly and said calmly, "My father is sleeping. If Master Mubai has any urgent matters, please wake him up."

"It's not a very important matter. It won't be too late to report it after the prince wakes up." Mu Bai was meticulous and realized that something was going on between the young prince and the prince.

Mu Bai was about to say goodbye and leave, but when he saw Mu Yun coming, he stopped.

"..." Mu Yun paused abruptly when he saw the young prince and Mu Bai were both there. He froze in his tracks, his heart aching with worry, and he wished he could take back the steps he had taken. He didn't want to see either of them.

"Mu Yun." Mu Bai glanced over and called out. He had sent people to look for Mu Yun for half a day, but there was no sign of him.

Mu Yun's heart tightened, and he forced a smile on his face, hesitating: "Ah? That... Commander, I... I have something else to do..."

Mu Bai did not allow him to refuse and ordered, "Come with me to the military training ground later!" After that, he turned around and left with big strides.

Mu Yun grimaced as he watched Mu Bai's departing figure, his heart groaning. As the leader of the Thirty-Six Iron-Blooded Riders, Mu Bai was a highly skilled warrior, swift and decisive, and unsympathetic. He treated his subordinates with unwavering discipline and punishment, even harsher than a prince, instilling fear in them all.

"Young Prince, I'll take my leave now." Mu Yun said to Ye Qingyu with a stiff upper lip.

Ye Qingyu suddenly said, "Mu Yun."

Mu Yun's heart tightened, and he asked cautiously, "Young Prince, do you... do you have any instructions?" How could he dare not disobey the young prince's orders?

Ye Qingyu's expression was calm, and he said in a light tone, "Can you... teach me Qinggong when you have time?"

Mu Yun's already bitter face wrinkled into a ball when he heard this. The young prince must have known that he was assigned by the prince to secretly follow him. He must have been deliberately pointing fingers at him! Mu Yun secretly swore to himself that he would never accept such a job of eavesdropping again, no matter how hard he tried.

"Young prince...that I..." Mu Yun hesitated, not knowing how to explain. It was the prince's order, how could he dare to disobey? But he could hear the young prince's words in the corner!

"Go and get busy." Ye Qingyu waved his hand and let Mu Yun go down.

Ye Qingyu had done it on purpose. Mu Yun, with his high Qinggong skills, actually went to eavesdrop on him. Fortunately, Qing Yi had been relatively well behaved these past few nights, otherwise it would have been outrageous! Didn't he care about his reputation as a young prince?

Two hours passed quietly, and the King of the Northwest finally woke up. He got up leisurely, washed up, and walked out of the bedroom at a leisurely pace. When he looked up, he saw his son sitting on a chair in the hall, holding a book in his hands, and was engrossed in reading. Seeing this, the King of the Northwest suddenly felt a headache.

"Father, are you awake?" Seeing his father coming out, Ye Qingyu quickly put down the book in his hand and stood up respectfully.

"Yeah." The King of the Northwest responded lightly, his eyes sweeping over his son.

"Father, I have something to say. Please don't hide from me." Ye Qingyu said very directly without any beating around the bush.

"All of you get out." Seeing that he could no longer hide, the King of the Northwest sighed inwardly and ordered all his servants to leave.

"Father..." Seeing that the servants had left, Ye Qingyu knelt on the ground without hesitation.

"Qingyu, what exactly do you want your father to promise you? Spend your whole life with that boy?" The King of the Northwest asked patiently.

"I want my father to acknowledge Qing Yi. He is the person I, Chu Qingyu, promised to spend my life with. I don't want to be forced to marry or take concubines. I also hope that my father will not do anything bad to Qing Yi." Ye Qingyu's voice was cold, but revealed incomparable firmness.

"Alas, your father is doing this for your own good. You are still young, what do you understand!" The King of the Northwest sighed helplessly, trying to persuade his son with the authority of an elder.

"Father, I don't want to make you sad, but Qingyi is really the one I love, and I really can't let him go. I hope you can help me." Ye Qingyu looked at his father with pleading eyes.

"Qingyu, based on your understanding of Qingyi, do you think he can withstand the constraints of the royal family? Mo Qitian is a lesson for us." The King of the Northwest frowned. It was obvious that Qingyi was even less reliable than Mo Qitian.

"Master Mo...that's because Prince Shi married a concubine..." Ye Qingyu couldn't help but defend himself.

"No, this is not the main reason. Mo Qitian is a member of the Demon Cult, and his style of doing things is incompatible with the royal rules. Even without a concubine, he would still leave Prince Shi." The King of the Northwest earnestly persuaded his son.

"But, father, they are them and we are us. I believe in Qingyi and I believe in myself. We will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties." Ye Qingyu said stubbornly.

"Qingyu, I still say the same thing. If you want to play, just treat him as a male concubine, and your father will just pretend not to see it! But you must take a concubine first." The King of the Northwest had some things in his heart, and he really couldn't say them to his son directly. He could only settle for the second best and hope that his son would follow his wishes first.

"Father, how can you say that about him? He is the one I love, how can he be my male concubine?" Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyu's face changed slightly, and there was a rare hint of anger in his tone.

"Go away, I have something to do." The King of the Northwest was annoyed to see his son was so stubborn and could not be persuaded at all, so he started to drive him away.

"Father! I only want your promise." Ye Qingyu refused to give up easily and continued to kneel in front of the King of the Northwest.

"What promise? You insist on me recognizing him? Well, let me tell you now, this is impossible!" The King of the Northwest said while suppressing his anger. If it weren't for the fact that this was his precious son, he would have been furious.

"You can't hurt him at any time, otherwise I won't forgive you!" Ye Qingyu's tone was threatening.

"Chu Qingyu, do you still remember who I am to you? How dare you speak to your father! I have raised you in vain!" The King of the Northwest was so angry with his son that his face turned very ugly.