The servants followed behind with torches in their hands, all looking at Ye Feiyun with expressions that wished him well.
Ye Feiyun sighed and looked back.
Ye Dashan, supported by Mu Yanyun and Mu Fenfang, walked tremblingly towards the courtyard gate.
"Master Ye, please walk slowly and watch your step!"
"Yes, yes, I'll support you!"
“.....!”
Ye Feiyun's heart tightened, knowing that he couldn't stay any longer, so he quickly waved his hand.
"Walk!"
Ye Ding glanced back with lingering fear and quickly followed.
The two figures quickly disappeared into the night.
At this time, Mu Yanyun and Mu Fenfang, who were supporting Ye Dashan, seemed to be secretly competing with each other.
"Master Ye, let me help you." Mu Yanyun smiled and held Ye Dashan's right arm.
"this..."
Ye Dashan's fat face trembled, and before he could react, Mu Fenfang supported his left arm.
"Master Ye, let me help you."
The two women glared at each other calmly, snorted softly, their eyes full of disdain.
Ye Dashan looked bewildered, not understanding what was going on at all. He could only respond casually, "Okay, okay, you guys hold me up."
"snort!"
Mu Yanyun and Mu Fenfang exerted force and carried Ye Dashan towards the mansion, without looking at each other.
Ye Dashan groaned in pain instantly.
I'm confused. What's going on?
And didn’t Mu Fenfang and Mu Yanyun leave during the day?
Why are you in the yard now?
One thing after another, and perhaps because he had just woken up, Ye Dashan became more and more confused.
"What the hell is going on?"
......
Ye Feiyun returned to the bedroom, slammed the door shut, his face gloomy, and walked to the wooden table and sat down.
Ye Ding followed in cautiously. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard a loud curse in his ear: "How dare you sit here? Stand up!"
Ye Feiyun cursed.
Ye Ding stood up with a "swoosh", his face full of grievance.
"Master Ye, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."
"You still blame yourself?"
Ye Feiyun was so angry that he was gasping for breath. When he looked up, he saw Ye Ding still wearing Bai Wuchang's clothes. He became even angrier. He looked down again and saw his own clothes.
My blood pressure almost soared and I fainted!
"Take it off!"
Ye Feiyun slammed the table and shouted.
"Hey hey hey, it's... Master, Master."
It was almost dawn when the Ye Mansion finally quieted down.
......
Early in the morning, Ye Feiyun came out of the bedroom with dark circles under his eyes and stretched lazily.
Feeling the warm sunshine above my head, my head feels twice as big as mine.
He hardly slept well last night, his mind full of how to explain to Ye Dashan today.
"What shall we do now?"
Ye Feiyun's face was filled with worry, and he wanted to sigh to the sky.
Mu Yanyun's matter hasn't been fully explained yet, and now this has happened...
What should I say?!
Honestly speaking...
If my dad knew what happened, he would definitely skin himself alive, right?
Ye Feiyun shook his head helplessly and rubbed his face.
A servant came quietly in the distance and reported, "Master, the master wants you to go to the front yard to discuss matters."
"I understand." Ye Feiyun's heart trembled. What he feared really came true. He waved his hand helplessly.
The servant looked at him with a look of relief, then left quickly and quietly, not daring to say a word.
Yesterday's incident at the Ye Mansion was known to everyone. It was obvious that Ye Feiyun would be scolded today. Would he be beaten with a stick?
Guess I can't run away...
Ye Feiyun was filled with melancholy. Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly stopped and rolled his eyes. "That's not right. What if..."
"Since Long Aotian can play the cat-for-prince trick..."
"Then why can't I, Ye Feiyun..."
"Besides, Dad is still angry, he definitely won't be able to recognize me, right?"
A sly smile appeared on Ye Feiyun's face.
"Let Ye Ding come!"
.......
At this moment in the bedroom of Lianhua and her partner, Ye Ding was forced to sit on a chair, his arms and legs flailing around with a bitter look on his face.
"Master, Master, I'm afraid this won't work."
Upon hearing this, Lianhua and Batian paused and looked at Ye Feiyun, who was sitting on a wooden chair with his legs crossed and drinking tea leisurely.
"Why not? I tell you, this idea was yours, and now that the master is blaming you, if you don't take the blame, who will?"
Ye Feiyun wiped the lid of the matcha cup, raised his eyebrows, and cursed without any hesitation.
Ye Ding suddenly looked sad.
I know in my heart that I can't escape the punishment today...
"Quick, put on his makeup."
"Yes." Lianhua cast a sympathetic look, and immediately took out the tools in her hand and began to disguise Ye Ding in front of her.
"Master, Master."
Batian looked at this scene and was shocked, with his brows twitching.
Isn’t this too cruel?
It's obvious that they don't intend to let Ye Ding live...
After an unknown amount of time, Lotus said softly.
"Okay, Master, take a look."
Ye Feiyun then stood up from the chair in a proper manner and walked quickly to Ye Ding.
Take a look through the half-person-high bronze mirror in front of you.
At this moment, Ye Ding in the mirror had already changed his appearance. His face was almost exactly the same as Ye Feiyun's, as if they were carved from the same mold.
"Fuck!"
Ye Feiyun couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "Wow, this is so damn similar!"
Ye Ding said with a bitter face: "No, Master, you..."
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