Seeing that Wang Hu was coming, Ye Dashan naturally would not give him a good face.
After all, His Majesty has personally agreed to marry the Sixth Princess, who is from a wealthy family, to Ye Feiyun of their family.
If any trouble were to arise at this critical juncture, the Ye family would have missed a golden opportunity to rise to prominence.
He said with a cold face: "I don't care what you are doing now, Ye Feiyun, you must not cause trouble for me. Come on, follow me to the prince's house."
"Your Highness?" Ye Feiyun's mind shrank and he showed an incredible look.
"You don't even remember? This is your godfather."
Ye Dashan shouted again in a hoarse voice, and gave Ye Feiyun a slap on the head, cursing with lingering anger.
Ye Feiyun briefly pondered the memory, and it suddenly made him remember.
The original owner also had a godfather, who was the Eighth Prince, a man of extremely noble status, who was said to be a hereditary successor.
Moreover, he values Ye Feiyun very much and even helps Ye Feiyun several times in the later development of the plot.
In the end, it was because Ye Feiyun was too disappointing. He only wanted to lick Mu Yanyun's ass, which made the Eighth Prince Mu Tiansheng extremely disappointed in him. Then he assisted Long Aotian to become a top star in the Dagan Dynasty.
“This…this…this…”
Ye Feiyun wanted to explain, but Ye Dashan did not let go at all. He twisted Ye Feiyun's ear and walked out of the house.
Wang Hu and Ye Ding stood there, bewildered.
"Stop talking like this! Follow me now!"
"Stop talking like this and follow me."
Ye Dashan's angry curses rang out.
As the staggering figures of the father and son disappeared from the sight of everyone, Wang Hu and Ye Ding looked at each other, completely confused about what was going on.
Then, a scream like a pig being slaughtered was heard from outside, and the sound became farther and farther away.
"Wang Hu, Ye Ding, two big brothers, you must not go to the Heavenly Prison!"
When Wang Hu and Ye Ding heard that Ye Feiyun was dragged out by Ye Dashan by the ear and was still thinking about them, they became even more confused about what had happened.
Could it be that Long Aotian has some hidden secret that they don’t know about?
Otherwise, why would Ye Feiyun be so afraid of him? Even in this situation, he was still worried that they would not cause trouble for Long Aotian.
Wang Hu's face darkened and he asked, "What do you think we should do?"
Ye Ding's face turned red with anger, and he snorted, "The young master must have been frightened by him. This bastard, Long Aotian, actually dared to bully our young master of the Ye family. I want to see how many nerves he has."
"Get him!"
Wang Hu slapped his thigh, and the two of them hit it off immediately, with angry expressions on their faces.
Then Ye Ding waved his hand, and dozens of servants immediately stood in a row in an orderly manner, with a mighty momentum.
"Let's go and avenge the young master! Charge!"
"Revenge the young master!"
"Revenge the young master!"
"Teach Long Aotian a lesson!"
“......!”
In an instant, the shouts echoed in the yard and did not dissipate for a long time.
Ye Feiyun, who was being watched by Ye Dashan, was sitting in the carriage with a sad face.
The car shook and was taking them to the Eighth Prince's residence.
Mu Tiansheng was in poor health. According to the original book, his youngest daughter Mu Fenfang had been looking for famous doctors to cure him.
In the original plot, Long Aotian cured Mu Tiansheng's illness with his superb acupuncture skills, and then won Mu Fenfang's favor, and from then on he developed a huge gap with Ye Feiyun.
In fact, Mu Fenfang is also one of Long Aotian's concubines.
Ye Feiyun thought secretly in his heart.
Ye Dashan was sitting in the front, holding his breath and concentrating, his chubby face shaking with the shaking of the carriage.
Then he opened his eyes a little and looked at Ye Feiyun.
"Yun'er, I'm telling you, when we get to the Eighth Prince's residence, you have to behave yourself. His Majesty has already agreed to marry Mu Yanyun to you. If anything goes wrong, hmph!"
The warning is strong!
Ye Feiyun trembled secretly.
Just now he had been looking for an opportunity to slip away, but Ye Dashan was staring at him all the time. Not to mention going to the toilet, he probably wouldn't even let him get on the carriage.
Even when Ye Feiyun kept complaining about having a stomachache, Ye Dashan let him solve it in the car.
Now, Ye Feiyun has completely given up. This time, he probably won’t be able to escape.
Now, I had no choice but to follow Ye Dashan to the Eighth Prince’s Mansion.
Ye Feiyun could only sigh inwardly, hoping that he would not run into that Long Aotian.
This Long Aotian should still be imprisoned in prison now.
It can’t be that weird, right?!
Ye Feiyun prayed silently.
After a few tremors, the carriage finally stopped half an hour later.
Ye Dashan propped up his bloated body and lifted the luxurious door curtain, and a majestic and magnificent prince's mansion appeared in front of him.
There are two large red clay pillars in front of the gate, and on the door plaque hang three large characters "Mu Wangfu" written in a flamboyant style.
Two servants and an old man who looked like a housekeeper were standing in front of the door. At this time, the housekeeper came up quickly and said respectfully with a smile, "Master Ye is here."
Ye Dashan smiled slightly, "Thanks to the Eighth Prince's kindness, I brought my son to visit you."
The butler smiled slightly and looked into the carriage.
Ye Feiyun forced a smile and responded to the butler in the same way.
"Good luck to you!"
"Come with me."
The butler waved his hand politely and led Ye Dashan and Ye Feiyun inside.
Ye Feiyun walked through the Mu Palace, which looked like a garden, and sighed in his heart.
The Prince Mu's Mansion is indeed extraordinary. The luxurious decoration alone must have cost a lot of money. It seems that the Prince Mu's Mansion is very wealthy.
With the butler leading the way, Ye Feiyun was soon led to a garden.
In the distance, you can see a long and clear lake, covered with lotus flowers that are competing for beauty.
The densely wooded forest nearby was filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. An old man was walking slowly, supported by several people dressed as palace maids. Next to him stood a beautiful woman with a flowing emerald flower hairpin on her head and a pink embroidered robe and dress, looking ethereal and otherworldly.
With a gleam in her eyes, she was supporting the Eighth Prince Mu Tiansheng and walking slowly by the lake.
"Father, have you been feeling better these days?" Mu Fenfang asked.
Mu Tiansheng coughed twice, his tone a little weak, his face vicissitudes of life, and said: "It's okay."
Mu Fenfang's face showed a hint of worry.
"Father, don't worry, I've called a famous doctor for you."
At this moment, Mu Tiansheng suddenly noticed Ye Feiyun and Ye Dashan standing in the corner.
"Oh, Yun'er is here, come here quickly."
Mu Tiansheng waved his hand quickly, Ye Dashan winked at Ye Feiyun, and quickly led Ye Feiyun forward.
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