After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

At the hour of Mao, the morning light is dim.

Chu Yizi had just slept for an hour after returning to the Proton Hall when he was woken up by Fulude.

"Your Highness, the envoys heard that Your Highness had returned and have been waiting outside for a long time."

Chu Yizi hadn't slept well these past few days, and was half asleep and half awake. Now he was still dizzy, and asked in a daze, "What time is it?"

Frode pretended to glance at him several times without noticing anything, and hesitated to say, "It's the morning hour, Your Highness."

Chu Yizi rubbed his forehead and said, "You go out first, I will be here soon."

Frode's eyes drifted to his neck, then quickly looked away. He opened his mouth several times without saying anything, and finally said, "Yes."

His Highness has not returned for three days since he went to the Golden Throne Hall that day. Tonight, His Majesty personally carried him here, and there is still a ring around His Highness's neck...

Your Highness clearly had no contact with His Majesty before, what happened this time?

Or... Your Highness was forced into all this!

Fulude wanted to ask countless times but didn't dare to, for fear that Chu Nanxing would think of those unpleasant memories. He could only keep it in his heart and try hard to convince himself that this was not something a servant like him should worry about.

*

Chu Yizi was unable to sleep due to the soreness in his waist and knees. He endured the pain and cursed Xiao Mulin's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart before he calmed down.

Wangcai said cautiously: [Host, are you okay? ]

Due to privacy protection reasons, it could not see what had happened in the past three days, and thus cut off contact with Chu Yizi for three days.

God knows how frightened it is. Although the host now looks as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if it doesn't care about such things at all, it just has a hunch that the host is really angry.

He was so angry that he began to harbor resentment.

Too lazy to open the consciousness dialogue again, Chu Yizi half leaned, rubbed his waist and asked nonchalantly, "Is there any way to get rid of the pain?"

Wangcai paused: [That... host...]

Chu Yizi was already angry and didn't want to chat with Wangcai, "Stop talking nonsense."

Wangcai had no choice but to explain, [Because... for some special reasons, our system community hopes that every tasker will have a special experience, so... there is no way to block the pain caused by privacy issues.]

It felt that with every word it spoke, the host's face became colder.

Sure enough, is this the real host now?

Chu Yizi laughed in anger, "What use do I have for you, little potato?"

Wangcai quietly logged off.

It felt like if it didn't leave, it might really turn into mashed potatoes.

Although Lord Lin’s identity is quite powerful, the host’s current state... seems to be more terrifying than him.

It’s over, it’s over. Will Lord Lin make the host so angry that he turns evil?

Even after being treated like that by someone he didn't like and for no apparent reason, the host was still able to sit down and talk to him calmly. The host's willpower is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

*

No matter how painful it is, you still have to see what you have to see.

Today is the Autumn Banquet, and there are many envoys coming and going between countries. Chu Yizi originally sent someone to prepare a very gorgeous dress for the banquet, intending to wear it at the banquet.

This is a very important part of his plan.

But looking at the current situation...there are so many marks all over the body, I definitely can’t wear any clothes.

Chu Yizi gritted his teeth, and a hint of hostility flashed in his dark eyes, but it disappeared in just a moment.

He walked out in a very strange posture.

Fulude saw this and wanted to help him out, but Chu Yizi stopped him with a gesture.

He had no choice but to remain silent.

*

As soon as Chu Yizhi came out, he saw the envoys waiting for him.

The envoys surrounded Chu Yizi, looking at each other with concern, "Your Highness, you are back."

"Why has Your Highness become so haggard?"

"Your Highness has grown a bit taller in the past year, and looks more handsome than before."

"Your Highness, why are you wearing such heavy clothes today, all the way up to your neck? It's not that hot yet, did Your Highness catch a cold after following the Emperor of Dongxia Kingdom to Beidao Villa?"

These envoys were all Chu Yanzhen's confidants. They had watched Chu Nanxing grow up since he was a child and treated him as kindly as their own child.

Chu Yizi did not deny it when he heard Beidao Villa, but just smiled and responded, "It is true that the weather has turned cooler. I felt a little cold, so I changed into this clothes."

His voice was hoarse, and there was an unignorable weariness in his words, as well as on his face. Although he looked smiling, one could see the weariness that could not be concealed on his face without getting close.

The envoys were even more distressed. "Your Highness has come all the way from Beidao Mountain Villa. You must have been exhausted by the journey."

An elderly envoy said angrily, "What's wrong with the Emperor of Dongxia? He went to see a doctor for an illness and he even brought our Highness with him!"

Another envoy with a long beard advised, "Sir Zhou, we are in a foreign country after all, so we should be cautious."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the older envoy glared at him and said, "Lord Luo, what are you talking about? Do you think that I, Zhou, have lived for so many years and would be afraid of a child like Xiao Mulin?"

Just as he finished saying this, a voice with a guilty smile suddenly sounded beside him, "I was indeed wrong about this matter. I apologize to you here."

It’s Xiao Mulin.

When they saw him, the envoys who had been angry just now suddenly lost their temper and bowed to him.

Only the elderly envoy was still standing there in a daze, refusing to kneel. "Your Majesty Dong Xiaguo, what are you talking about? Why do you have to apologize to us old men? Shouldn't you apologize to His Highness?"

Xiao Mulin was not angry either. He walked straight to Chu Yizi and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, Nanxing."

He had said this many times before they parted. Chu Yizi woke up in a bad mood and was too lazy to respond.

After all, what needed to be said had already been said yesterday. Xiao Mulin must now think that he was touched by his big penis and good sex ability.

Thanks to Xiao Mulin, his legs could not help but tremble just by standing, and his whole body felt extremely uncomfortable.

If he hadn't had to, he really wanted to lie on the couch and have a good rest.

The sun had not risen completely yet and the sky was still a little dark, but since tonight was the Autumn Banquet, many palace people got up early to prepare.

Chu Yizi did not reply. Looking at the backs of the palace servants walking in groups of three or two, he could not help but yawn.

Seeing this, Xiao Mulin turned to the envoys and said, "It's getting late now, Eunuch Li, take the envoys from Yuexi Kingdom to have breakfast."

Eunuch Li was already prepared, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Please come this way, sirs." He spoke respectfully, without any disrespect to Yue Xiguo.

The envoys were satisfied.

The Jinluan Palace and the Hostage Palace were close to each other. Xiao Mulin couldn't sleep because of something on his mind, so he kept an eye on the slightest movement here. When he saw Chu Nanxing getting up so early to deal with the envoys, he hurried out to help him out.

After the envoys had completely left, he turned around and said, "They're gone, Nanxing, go back and get some sleep."

Chu Yizi suppressed the urge to skin him alive and pulled out his tendons, and smiled, "Your Majesty, you got up so early?"