The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Ye Chufeng raised his hands, slowly moving his palms across the tabletop, his fingertips moving lightly. Soon, his fingers touched the warm porcelain.

Although he couldn't see, he still picked up the teacup smoothly and took a few sips of tea. His movements were gentle and steady, and every move was calm.

He sipped the warm and sweet tea, but felt a little cold and bitter in his heart.

No, he wouldn't tell anyone, especially Yun Mujiu.

He would not talk about what he saw and thought the moment he met Yun Mujiu...

Yun Mujiu finished his tea and stood up quickly.

"Seventh Prince, I will take my leave now. You can rest assured. If you feel unwell, please come to me."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Ye Chufeng said politely again.

Yun Mujiu and Du Ziheng glanced at Ye Chufeng and then went out.

Yun Mujiu glanced at the yard and saw a man standing in the yard. He was tall and handsome, looking towards her.

Yun Mujiu was a little surprised and trotted over.

"My lord, why are you here?"

Ye Chufeng's nerves trembled inside the room. Ye Wang actually came? Was he here to see Yun Mujiu? It seemed that they had a good relationship...

"I was just about to go to the martial arts training ground, and I passed by here and came to pick you up." Ye Xiaohan replied calmly.

"So that's how it is!" Yun Mujiu raised his voice, "I want to go and see it too. Can I go with you? I have taught the soldiers boxing and close combat techniques before, but I haven't checked their practice results yet."

"Okay, let's go together." Ye Xiaohan said, and glanced casually in the direction of the house.

Yun Mujiu guessed: "Does the prince want to come and see the Seventh Prince?"

Ye Xiaohan neither denied nor confirmed it. He glanced at Yun Mujiu and walked to the door of the bedroom.

At this time, the door was tightly closed.

Ye Xiaohan said coldly to the people inside through the door: "Seventh Brother, have a good rest."

Ye Chufeng's fingertips trembled slightly, and he replied, "Chu Feng thanks Uncle Huang for his concern."

Ye Xiaohan turned and left, taking Yun Mujiu with him to the martial arts training ground.

Yun Mujiu's voice became increasingly distant. Ye Chufeng in the room could vaguely hear Yun Mujiu's doubtful question: "My Lord, why do you call the Seventh Prince 'Old Seven'?"

“Because…” Ye Xiaohan’s voice faded away and could no longer be heard clearly.

Inside the room, Cang Feng was so shocked that he could fit an egg in his mouth. The Night King actually called the Seventh Prince "Old Seven"! This was the first time he heard the Night King address the princes in the court like this. In the past, the Night King had basically no contact with those princes and princesses, let alone using the address "Old Seven".

"Seventh Prince?" Cang Feng couldn't help but speak.

Ye Chufeng said calmly, "That's a good name. This is the first time I've heard the Night King call someone that."

Lao Qi may sound strange and friendly, or calm and peaceful. It depends on how you understand it.

He couldn't guess what the Night King was thinking, but he somehow felt that the title was not bad.

Cangfeng nodded, "I heard that the Night King usually calls people by their first names, or doesn't even address them at all."

"Seventh Brother?" Ye Chufeng tapped the table with his fingers. "Maybe it's because King Ye and I are both members of the royal family. King Ye is my elder, my uncle. It's really appropriate to call me that. No one can find any fault with it."

Cang Feng smiled faintly, then remembered the scene just now, his face changed slightly, and his voice was filled with surprise.

"Seventh Prince, I feel like you have changed. Just now you were always polite in thanking Princess Ye. You didn't seem to be so polite before."

Ye Chufeng hooked his finger, "Come here."

Cang Feng bent down and moved closer to Ye Chufeng, and what was waiting for him was a flick on the forehead from Ye Chufeng.

Cang Feng cried out in pain, subconsciously dissatisfied: "Seventh Prince, you clearly can't see, how come you can shoot my forehead so accurately!"

Cang Feng had been with Ye Chufeng since he was a child, and his name was also given by Ye Chufeng. Naturally, sometimes he would dare to speak to Ye Chufeng in such an excited way. If it were someone else, Ye Chufeng might be dissatisfied.

Ye Chufeng made a gesture of flicking someone's arm again and uttered two words: "Familiarity, practice."

Cang Feng touched his forehead and muttered, "The Seventh Prince is amazing!"

"However, Seventh Prince, you have not yet answered my question just now!"

Ye Chufeng spread his hands and said faintly: "The past is the past, and the present is the present."

Cang Feng was puzzled, but he felt that what the Seventh Prince said made sense, so he began to ponder.

On the other side, Yun Mujiu asked a lot of questions, but Ye Xiaohan just kept her hanging without answering.

When Yun Mujiu asked why he called the Seventh Prince "Old Seven", Ye Xiaohan would only reply: "Because - I want to call him that."

Finally, Yun Mujiu stomped his feet, pretending to be angry, with a puffy face.

Ye Xiaohan glanced at her. In the past, when he saw other women making this expression to him, he would think those women were disgusting and annoying. But for Yun Mujiu, he only thought she was cute.

Ye Xiaohan stopped and tilted his head to look at Yun Mujiu seriously.

"There aren't that many whys."

"No matter what, Ye Chufeng is still my nephew, and I am his uncle. It's just a title."

Yun Mujiu said, "Oh," and said, "The Crown Prince, the Fifth Prince, and the Fourth Prince are also your nephews."

Ye Xiaohan said: "I have never interacted with them, so there is no need to address them." He added: ""

Yun Mujiu understood, "We have only started to have contact with the Seventh Prince during this period, so the prince has started to address him as such."

It turns out it's just a random name and has no other meaning.

Rumor has it that Ye Xiaohan is cruel and bloodthirsty, but now it seems that Ye Xiaohan is not that kind of person.

So far, the Seventh Prince and the Fifth Prince have not harmed Ye Xiaohan, and Ye Xiaohan has not taken action against them. It is not as the rumors say that Ye Xiaohan may covet the throne.

Ye Xiaohan was aloof and noble, and he would never take the throne seriously! For so many years, as Zhongyue's war god, he protected Zhongyue's stability for many years. At the same time, he also protected the stability of the other three countries to a certain extent. Because Zhongyue was powerful and had the war god, Beihan, Xiyi, and Nantai did not dare to start a war easily, and Zhongyue would not invade the enemy country without reason. In addition, the Xingyue Continent was generally maintained in a relatively stable state.

After Ye Xiaohan resolved Yun Mujiu’s doubts, he continued to move forward and suddenly felt resistance in his hand.

He turned his head and saw someone pulling his sleeve. Yun Mujiu was pulling his sleeve and looking up at him.

"what happened?"

"Prince, you are a good prince." Yun Mujiu suddenly said this without any reason, which made Ye Xiaohan stunned for a moment.

Ye Xiaohan curled his lips in amusement, "Why do you suddenly say that?"

"At first I only knew a little about the prince through rumors, but after meeting him, I felt that he was a good prince." Yun Mujiu pursed his lips, his eyes eager. "I feel bad for those people who slandered the prince's reputation."

Ye Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, and stared at Yun Mujiu with his dark pupils. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he wanted to say something to Yun Mujiu...