The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Du Ziheng's face was full of "worry" about Ye Chufeng, and he cared about him more than Yun Mujiu's legal husband, Ye Xiaohan.

"What's there to worry about?" Ye Xiaohan raised his head and looked at Du Ziheng. "The princess is a doctor, it's normal for her to treat patients."

"Your Highness..." This voice carried a hint of resentment.

"Okay," Ye Xiaohan decisively interrupted Du Ziheng, "If you have nothing to do, go down and do more work."

"Not idle, not idle!" Du Ziheng panicked. On weekdays, he not only had to do the work of a doctor, but also often had to do other things for the prince like Wei Bai and Wei Song!

"Du Ziheng, keep an eye on that medicine boy."

"I understand." Du Ziheng patted his chest and said confidently, "I have been taking good care of the medicine boy. He will not know any real news from our mansion, and he will not pass on news from the palace to the emperor as he did before."

Looking at Ye Xiaohan's calm demeanor again, Du Ziheng felt that the prince must be confident. He didn't say much, so he bowed and quickly left.

As soon as Du Ziheng left, Ye Xiaohan resumed writing, as if nothing had happened...

The next day, Ye Xiaohan got up early again to practice sword.

Ying Yi in the dark covered his face and said: Your Majesty, if you keep practicing like this, all the trees will become bald!

An hour later, Wei Song and Wei Bai rushed over. Ye Xiaohan put down his sword, his eyes indifferent.

"how?"

Wei Song looked heavy-hearted: "Your Majesty, we still can't find any information about the high-level personnel of Soul Stealer Yuanxi."

Ye Xiaohan's eyes darkened: "Continue to investigate for me." The leader of the Soul-stealing Yuanxi was hiding very deeply. Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would dig him out.

If it was in the past, he would have had no dealings with Soul Stealer Yuanxi, but now Soul Stealer seemed to be secretly showing a hint of approaching him, and he could not let such an unstable and uncertain factor hover around him.

Wei Song nodded heavily. They had exhausted all their resources in the past few days, but they could not find any information about the top leaders of Soul Stealer Yuanxi or even the Pavilion Master. This top killer organization was indeed extraordinary.

Before yesterday, Ye Xiaohan had a brief meeting with Wei Song, Wei Bai and Du Ziheng. At that time, Ye Xiaohan could not recall that he knew the man who took the soul.

Wei Song asked Ye Xiaohan again yesterday, and then learned clearly that Ye Xiaohan did not know anyone related to the soul-stealing incident.

Considering that the Ye Mansion's personal guards and Hanying Guards could not find any useful information for the time being, Ye Xiaohan summoned a subordinate from Mushi Jiuyou Pavilion yesterday and informed him of the specific situation.

Now, in addition to the people from the Ye Mansion, people from the Underworld Palace have also been mobilized. No matter how mysterious the Pavilion Master is, he will definitely be able to find clues!

Ye Xiaohan looked forward without lowering his head. He slowly raised the shining long sword with one hand, and then quickly inserted the long sword into the scabbard.

The moment the sword was sheathed, a clear and melodious "clang" sound was heard.

"This king will definitely know the identity of the Soul Stealing Pavilion Master."

Wei Bai and Wei Bai nodded in unison and followed the prince's instructions. What else did they have to worry about?

Wei Bai rolled his eyes and saw the fallen leaves all over the ground. He came closer to Ye Xiaohan and smiled warmly.

"My Lord, why do you always practice swordplay in the morning these past two days?"

Ye Xiaohan gave Wei Bai a sidelong glance and said, "If the king wants to practice, then he can practice."

Wei Bai didn't get any good results. He also heard Wei Song, the silly martial artist, say, "Wei Bai, why are you asking this? The prince always got up early to practice martial arts before. Sometimes he would choose other times to practice martial arts when he was busy."

Wei Song added: "Besides, why are you so curious about when the prince chooses to practice martial arts and whether he practices martial arts or not?" He felt annoyed when he saw Wei Bai's smiling face. It was Wei Bai's fault for always insulting him.

Wei Bai rolled his eyes at Wei Song, then smiled and said to Ye Xiaohan: "Your Majesty, I'm just asking because I care about you."

"The prince has the princess to care about him, why does he need you to care about him?" Wei Song didn't know why, but he felt that his mouth was particularly smooth today.

"Then I should also care about the prince occasionally..." Wei Bai pushed Wei Song angrily and moved closer to Ye Xiaohan.

"Wei Bai, I think you are too idle?"

"No, Your Majesty! Last time, you and the princess punished me to work an extra month, and now the month is not even up yet. I can't take it anymore!"

Ye Xiaohan sneered, and Wei Song helped: "The princess didn't ask you to do anything, didn't she just ask you to help Miss Fu Qian with her business?"

"That's tiring too. You don't know how difficult it is for a man like me who often hangs out with men to patiently teach a little girl!" Wei Bo couldn't help but complain with a sad face.

Ye Xiaohan didn't have that much patience with men like Wei Bai and snorted coldly.

"In that case, the king will send new people to assist the princess."

In fact, Yun Mujiu's request for Wei Bo to help Fu Qian was just a formal punishment. Yun Mujiu personally controlled most of the shops under her name, and arranged the rest of the work for her subordinates. Fu Qian was an important manager of Baihua Garden, with many people under him, so Fu Qian's work was not much. As for Wei Bo, he didn't have to help Fu Qian do much work.

Wei Bai's complaints at this time sounded like a scoundrel who was trying to take advantage of others.

Wei Bai was slightly happy, but then paused when he realized that he no longer had to contact the people from Baihuayuan.

"Thank you, my Lord, for your concern for my subordinates."

"I am not concerned about you." Ye Xiaohan replied coldly.

Wei Bai laughed awkwardly. The prince really didn't give him face. He said that the prince cared about him just to save his face.

"Your Highness, I think it's better to forget it. Thank you for your kindness, but I think I can handle it."

Ye Xiaohan didn't say anything, just glanced at Wei Bai, then turned and left.

Wei Bai stood there, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips. He still had to help Fu Qian with his work, so why did he feel happy?

Was he a donkey that died of exhaustion in his previous life? He was also destined to be a beast of burden in this life.

Looking at Ye Xiaohan's departing back, Wei Bai said to Wei Song: "In fact, I was really concerned about the prince just now. The prince has the princess to care about him, but if the prince doesn't tell her about some things, how can the princess know what the prince is like? How can the princess care about the prince better?"

Wei Song was puzzled: "What did you say? I don't understand."

Wei Bo replied: "I say, if you want others to care about you, you have to give them a chance to care about you!"

Ye Xiaohan paused, then continued walking. He had excellent hearing, and even though he was far away from Wei Bai and the others, he still heard Wei Bai's words clearly.

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and an idea came to his mind.

Wei Bai in the distance continued to speak, deliberately lowering his voice: "Wei Song, I guess the prince can't sleep because he is thinking about the princess. The prince can't sleep well at night, and gets up so early to practice sword, but the princess doesn't know. If the princess knew, she would definitely find a way to care about the prince. Hehe..."

Ye Xiaohan didn't change his clothes and went straight to Qichiyuan.

At this time, Yun Mujiu had just woken up, and he had two big dark circles under his eyes just like yesterday. There was nothing he could do, Ye Xiaohan was too good!

Yesterday, Ye Yu came to her, and she was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep when she thought about it at night. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could think of was Ye Xiaohan's handsome smile.

While Yun Mujiu was still thinking about it, she heard Chunlan say, "Princess, the prince is here."

"Huh? So early?" Yun Mujiu clapped his hands on his face, trying to shake off the sleepiness. "Please come in, Your Majesty."

Chunlan opened her eyes wide: "Princess, are you sure?" The princess did not get up, did not put on her outer clothes, and did not wash her face, comb her hair, or put on makeup. Did she really want to invite the prince in now?

Yun Mujiu was still trying hard to recall the dream he had last night about Ye Xiaohan, and did not comprehend Chunlan's reminder. "Are you sure? Please invite the prince in."

Chunlan realized it and smiled secretly. Maybe the princess wanted to show the prince her confused look after waking up. The prince would definitely like it...