Now let’s talk about Prince Chen’s Mansion.

The fight between the prince and princess shocked the entire Chen Palace...but the servants didn't dare to say much and just went about their own business, as if they knew nothing and saw nothing.

Han Feng's head became bald due to worry.

We were happily hunting at noon, how come it turned out like this in the evening?

During the day, we are good brothers.

At night, they are mortal enemies.

Han Feng couldn't figure it out, and lost a lot of hair because of worry. He had to ask Yue'er beside him, sighing:

"Miss Yue'er, what are you women thinking about?"

When Yue Er heard this, she glared:

"You mean, this is the princess' fault?!"

Suddenly a big pot fell on them.

Han Feng stood up in fear and waved his hands, "That's not my intention!"

"Since you asked this, isn't that what you meant? What else could it mean?" Yue'er was furious. "The prince bullied the princess like that and drove her out of the palace. No one knows where she is. Everyone in the palace saw it, and you said it was the princess's fault!"

"Oh, the princess is right, men are all big pig's trotters, pickled pepper chicken feet!"

The moon smiled coldly, glared at the cold wind, then turned and left.

Han Feng: “…”

If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext.

I feel sad, but have nowhere to tell.

study.

As night fell, it was dark inside, with no candlelight, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was there. At the same time, it was also eerily quiet, with a heavy breath. Invisibly, the atmosphere of the entire palace was heavy.

The cold wind walked in hesitantly, wanted to go forward, but stopped.

If the master is unhappy, everyone in the palace will have a hard time.

In fact, he could see that when his master faced the princess, his master had a delicate mind, a serious expression, and a caring look; when the princess and the master were together, although they cursed and argued with each other, they never separated.

They have each other in their hearts.

God!

The master has suffered a lot over the years, I pray to God, please give the master some warm love!

Han Feng pursed his lips, brewed his words, and stepped forward:

"host……"

"roll!!!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a sharp shout, accompanied by a cold wind and mixed with overwhelming hostility, came towards him, making his hands and feet cold, his heart trembling with fear, and his soul flew out of Prince Chen's Palace.

God.

He changed his mind...

The master is not suffering, the one who is really suffering is him...

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In a restaurant in the center of the imperial capital, guests were seated at five or six tables, eating, chatting and gossiping, making the place quite lively.

The table in the corner.

The woman was eating and drinking to her heart's content.

After a day of hunting and a big quarrel, he hadn't eaten yet and was very hungry. He ordered a table full of delicious dishes to reward himself for winning the quarrel with Zong Zhengchen.

However, just when they were enjoying their meal, an uninvited guest came to the door.

"princess……"

"roll!!"

The woman puffed out her cheeks, holding a chicken leg in her mouth, and shouted fiercely.

Han Feng: “…”

The princess and her master's temperament are becoming more and more alike...

The people eating around cast puzzled looks at him.

Han Feng Zhengshen took out a black token from his sleeve and said in a cold voice:

"Chen Wangfu is doing business, outsiders please stay away for now!"

When the guests heard the words "Prince Chen's Mansion" and saw the woman's face with the birthmark, they guessed her identity and left one after another with curiosity in their hearts.

Clear the area.

close the door.

The cold wind walked towards the corner, towards the woman, and said in a deep voice:

"Princess, the mother and son left the imperial capital safely and are not dead."