Well, it seems normal for someone who is only a head shorter than them to say the word "young and ignorant" and then say "Prince brother" in a sticky tone.
Compared to them, Eighth Brother is indeed young, so there is nothing wrong with him liking this name.
The two tried hard to convince themselves.
By the way, isn’t Eighth Brother really disgusting the Prince of Chu?
On the other side, Prince Han ran away with a dark face. He didn't want to endure the mental pollution here anymore.
He has a favorite concubine cousin who calls him "Crown Prince" every day at home.
However, if I were to replace my beautiful sister with a boy...
Goodbye, no need to see me off!
Yan Cheng ignored the Prince of Han who had run away, leaving his "good friend" behind. He asked innocently, "Why aren't you talking, Prince?"
"Brother Crown Prince, are you going to complain to Uncle Chu because I exposed your relationship with the Crown Prince of Ning?"
The Prince of Chu's expression only changed for a moment before he quickly returned to his playful smile. Yan Cheng caught that moment and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The Prince of Chu?
After secretly noting this weakness, he did not continue the topic.
"His Royal Highness."
The sweet and warm tone of her voice suddenly cooled down and became a little harder. Yan Cheng stood on tiptoe, put his hand on one of his shoulders, and moved his lips almost next to his ear.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, "I heard that the Crown Prince is on good terms with the eldest son of the Minister of War, the son of the Junior Minister of the Supreme Court, the son of the Marquis of Yongning... and that they often meet 'there' late at night."
"What are you discussing?"
"Frame him or kill him? Make so-and-so an official? Or plot to replace the emperor?"
This time, the Prince of Chu was unable to maintain his playful and nonchalant expression. With Yan Cheng's body shielding him, no one could see his violently shaking pupils.
"How come?"
How could he know so clearly?
The barely perceptible whisper fell into Yan Cheng's ears, and he chuckled softly, "Sir, do you know that there is no such thing as a wall that is impermeable?"
Thanks to the novel in my mind, thanks to my subordinates for their support, and thanks to my opponents for their incompetence.
The composure of the Prince of Chu began to fray. Who leaked the news?
“Acting crazy and being stupid is certainly a great way to confuse others, but don’t think you’re the only smart person in the world.”
"I have no intention of fighting with you. It would be fine if we could just get along peacefully, but you just have to provoke me."
The fingertips touched the young man's shoulder blade, and a stream of internal force was injected into it. The face of the Prince of Chu turned pale, and his shoulder felt painful as if it was pierced by a sharp object.
"Stay away from me next time, or I'll get angry. If I get angry, I don't know what I'll do. I might even gossip about you."
"Brother Prince, have you remembered this?"
Yan Cheng spoke slowly, and the last sentence was spoken in a very low voice, like a casual inquiry but also like a blatant threat.
After saying these words, Yan Cheng took a few steps back and smiled brightly at the Prince of Chu, as bright and dazzling as the most dazzling flower among thousands of flowers.
After he left, Xie Guangling, whose mind was in a mess and who had heard almost no useful information, chased after him in a daze.
"What did your eighth brother say to you? Why do you look so ugly?" asked the fifth and sixth princes.
The Prince of Chu's eyes had not yet moved away from the young man's thin back.
As he watched, he suddenly smiled and answered them in his usual nonchalant manner: "It's not a very important matter."
He touched the earlobe that still seemed to be caressed by a warm breath, his brows soft and his eyes full of affection, just like a passionate young man who was deeply in love and couldn't extricate himself.
She licked the finger that had touched her earlobe and said, "Qu Zhaoyun, you are really interesting. I am more and more optimistic about you."
The curve of his mouth became wider and wider, and he looked again at the place where the boy disappeared last time. His eyes were deep and no one knew what he was thinking.
The fifth prince and the sixth prince turned their heads, met each other's gazes, and began to make eye contact.
Fifth Prince: What is he mumbling about?
Sixth Prince: I can’t hear you.
Fifth Prince: What is he laughing at?
Sixth Prince: I don’t know, maybe he’s sick again?
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Calculating the time, Yan Cheng walked towards the place where the body was found. It was a remote rockery, and the body was hidden behind the rockery.
Now he wants to find out why Qu Zhaoyue wants to go to the rockery.
That place was really remote, but not desolate. The Xie family was wealthy, and even the remote place was well taken care of.
When he went there, there was no one near the rockery. He was wondering whether Qu Zhaoyue had been there when he heard voices. He looked at the rockery and jumped on it directly.
Just as I hid, the sound of footsteps coming from afar became clearer and clearer, followed by the sound of a conversation between a boy and a man.
Yan Cheng counted in his mind, one, two, only two people.
"No one is here, come in and talk."
After they hid in the rockery, Yan Cheng's breathing slowed down a lot. He lay on the rockery and listened attentively.
"Eighth Prince, I swear I'm not lying... Mu Zhao's body is missing? That's impossible. Last time... I, I don't know what happened!"
Yan Cheng: ...?
Who is calling me?
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