After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chu Xinglan has become accustomed to waking up in the arms of his master every morning.

However, this does not include the fact that he was naked and was completely held in Sang Yunqi's arms.

He was so frightened that he didn't care whether Sang Yunqi was still sleeping or not. He jumped high, lifted up Sang Yunqi's arms and legs, and jumped off the bed.

He hurriedly put on his clothes, cursing in his heart as he did so.

Sang Yunqi was woken up by him before he woke up. He frowned and looked unhappy. He reached out his hand to pull the person back.

"Why are you up so early? Stay with me for a while."

Chu Xinglan felt like his tail was stepped on. He slapped Sang Yunqi's hand away, ran quickly to the position farthest away from his master in the room, and clutched his clothes tightly.

"Master, why are you in my room!"

He only remembered that he went to take a hot spring bath and then dozed off in the pool for a while. Who could have imagined that when he opened his eyes he would see such an explosive scene.

Sang Yunqi's sleepiness disappeared at this time. He supported himself with his hands and sat up, leaning lazily against the head of the bed.

"Why can't I be in your room? Haven't we been sleeping together lately? I'll come to you when I'm done."

As he spoke, he paused, seeing that his little disciple had a wary look on his face and was clutching his clothes tightly with his hands.

"Were you... molested?"

"That shouldn't be the case. If someone comes in, I will definitely find out."

Chu Xinglan's mind was in a mess and he had no idea how to answer his master's question. After hesitating for a long time, he grabbed his coat and ran out of the room.

He needed silence now.

Sang Yunqi had no idea what his little disciple was thinking about. Seeing that it was still early, he huddled back into bed and closed his eyes.

Chu Xinglan had just walked out of the door, still in dishevel, when he met Xun Wenguang's shocked eyes.

"..."

Chu Xinglan put on his clothes in a hurry, coughed lightly, and said with forced calmness.

"Morning exercise."

Xun Wenguang nodded mechanically, his eyes involuntarily glancing towards the door behind Chu Xinglan, his heart full of horror.

Chu Xinglan was already upset enough, and at this moment he could not care less, and said hurriedly: "I have to go out for something urgent, so you don't need to call me for breakfast."

Having said that, he ran out of the palace without caring about Xun Wenguang's expression.

He randomly chose a direction and quickly ran away.

Behind him, Han Feiyu walked out of the room yawning, and felt a little strange to see Xun Wenguang standing there stupidly.

"Where's Xinglan? I just heard his voice."

Xun Wenguang looked at him, hesitating for a long time before he said in a low voice: "Feiyu, Xinglan seems to have been bullied."

“Just now…he…”

Han Feiyu waved his hand nonchalantly: "You must have seen it wrong. Who can bully Xing Lan? No one in this palace can do that."

Xun Wenguang saw that he had misjudged the idea and anxiously pounded his palm with his fist.

But thinking about Chu Xinglan's flustered look in the morning, he felt that he couldn't pretend not to see it.

Especially since Xing Lan came out in such a hurry, the guy who bullied him must still be in the room. He couldn't let him escape and ruin Xing Lan's reputation.

Gritting his teeth, he leaned close to Han Feiyu's ear and quickly and quietly told him what happened.

After saying this, his face had already turned red.

Han Feiyu was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Xun Wenguang in disbelief: "Really...really?"

Xun Wenguang nodded sadly: "I got up the earliest in the morning, and no one came out until Xinglan came out by herself."

"Um... is it possible that Xinglan volunteered?"

Han Feiyu really couldn't figure out who dared to force Chu Xinglan and succeeded! This was simply like a fairy tale.

Xun Wenguang punched him directly: "How is it possible! If Xinglan volunteered, why would he run away in panic?"

"It must be that a servant in this palace took a fancy to Xing Lan and drugged him. When Xing Lan woke up and found that he couldn't accept it, he ran away in a panic!"

"I've heard that this kind of thing happens a lot in the palace, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Han Feiyu's mind turned into a mess. He always felt that Xun Wenguang was lying to him, but he knew Xun Wenguang too well. Song Ling might tell such a lie, but Xun Wenguang definitely wouldn't.

Moreover, Xun Wenguang's logic was self-consistent, and he had no idea how to refute it, so he asked stupidly.

"Then what should we do now?"

Xun Wenguang thought for a moment and said, "You stay here and don't let anyone escape. I'll go find Song Ling. He has to come forward for this matter. His identity will be useful!"

"Row."

Xun Wenguang knocked on Song Ling's door and pushed it open in a hurry without waiting for his answer.

A quarter of an hour later, Song Ling followed Xun Wenguang out with a confused look on his face.

Seeing Han Feiyu couldn't help but ask again: "Is it true?"

"I don't know either. Let's go in and take a look. If it's a fake house, there must be no one inside and we won't lose anything."

"If there really is someone, we can't just let them get away like this."

Obviously, in this quarter of an hour, Han Feiyu successfully gave himself the CPU and had already started thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

The three of them looked at each other and walked towards Chu Xinglan's room with heavy steps.

When they approached the door, they breathed lightly. Xun Wenguang glanced at the two people on his left and right, took a deep breath, and kicked the door open with all his strength.

Song Ling and Han Feiyu on both sides rushed into the house, shouting: "How dare you bully my brother Chu!"

However, before they could see the scene in the house clearly, the two of them flew backwards, and the next second they broke through the wall facing the door and fell outside the hall.

Before Xun Wenguang could react to what was happening, he heard a familiar voice coming from the room, shouting angrily.

"roll!"

"..."

How could it be the ancestor? That Xing Lan...

……

On this day, the entire palace knew that their own Sixth Prince and his sect friend were kneeling at the door of the Sixth Prince's bedroom with bruised faces and noses.

Even the emperor and empress were confused and couldn't get any answers even after asking in person, so they had to give up.

By the time the news reached Chu Xinglan's ears, it was already past noon.

It’s not that no one informed him, but he got lost after running away in the morning, and now he was in a very remote place. It was not until noon that he saw one or two servants and heard the news.

Chu Xinglan was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. It was understandable that Song Ling was punished, but no matter what, the emperor and empress would never punish Han Feiyu and the others.

Could it be that the imperial teacher has arrived?

While thinking, Chu Xinglan followed the servant back.

Suddenly, he stopped and thought of someone who was still lying on his bed when he left, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I hope these three people won't offend Master!"