Chapter 82 His moods cannot be guessed

He stopped asking halfway through and just gave Nan Yan a cold look, which almost froze the blood in Nan Yan's body.

Just when she was at a loss as to what to do, she heard Zhu Feng suddenly say, "Ye Zheng!"

Ye Zheng, who was still driving outside, heard his growl and was so frightened that he almost threw the whip in his hand into the frying pan of fried dough sticks on the street. He shuddered and said hurriedly, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"Why haven't you arrived yet? Are you going to drive the car back to Peking?!"

Ye Zheng secretly groaned in his heart.

When they came out in the morning, it was still early and there were few pedestrians on the street, so of course their carriage had a smooth journey. But now it was noon, and this was the busiest time in Jinling City. The streets were crowded with people, and it was already very good that the carriage could still move forward.

But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only say repeatedly: "Your Majesty, calm down. It will be done soon, soon."

Zhu Feng closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Nan Yan, who was sitting next to him, was so frightened by his growl that she dared not move, and she was still in a daze until this moment.

Just now, wasn't he still questioning himself, wondering if he regretted wanting to be with Jian Ruocheng? Why did he suddenly start scolding Ye Zheng again?

Moreover, a major issue of the Jian family was clearly resolved today, but why did he look unhappy at all, and even in a worse mood?

I really don't understand.

However, the prince's moods were beyond his control. At least he wasn't angry with him anymore, which was a blessing.

Nan Yan looked cautiously at the gloomy expression on his handsome face. She didn't dare to breathe. She could only try her best not to make any sound and curled up in a corner of the carriage.

Fortunately, the rest of the journey was quickly completed.

After returning to the palace, they got off the carriage. Zhu Feng walked forward without saying a word. Ye Zheng and Nan Yan could only jog to keep up with him.

As Ye Zheng ran, he whispered, "Did you offend this gentleman again?"

Nan Yan lowered her head and said softly, "How dare I?"

Ye Zheng looked up again, looked at the broad figure, could only sigh lightly, pulled Nan Yan's sleeve and ran up faster.

He hurried all the way to Wuying Palace, but before he arrived, he heard a very noisy sound coming from the front.

Although the Huagai Palace has been very lively these days, with officials coming to submit petitions every day, the Wuying Palace is where the Prince of Yan is temporarily staying. Apart from those who come to serve, almost no one comes here, and it is very quiet.

Why is it so noisy?

Zhu Feng was already filled with anger, and now he was even more annoyed by the inexplicable noise. He strode forward, but stopped when he saw the situation in front of Wuying Palace.

Nan Yan, who was following behind him, went over and took a look, and was also stunned.

There were actually a lot of people standing outside the Wuying Hall, but they were not the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the palace, but some young, beautiful women in gorgeous clothes.

Zhu Feng looked at these people with a complicated expression on his face, but before he could say anything, the women came over in surprise when they saw him and bowed to him, "Your Highness!"

He lowered his head and looked at the pearl hairpins and rings inserted in the black hair. In the sunlight, they reflected the dazzling light, which made his eyes calmer than before.

Also a little more indifferent.

He said, “You are here.”