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Chen Ye stared at the man as he left until his back disappeared.

After returning to Shi's house, Chen Ye turned on his phone. A red dot on the phone was approaching Shi's house, getting closer and closer...

Only when the red dot completely overlapped with the green dot representing Chen Ye's location did Chen Ye's lips curl up with a cunning look in his eyes.

The ring given to the man who saved him just now has a location on it.

The door of the next room was opened, and Chen also heard the sound of the door opening, and then the sound of the door closing.

Now Chen could be sure that the man who saved him in the black market was Cheng Lang.

It’s just that Cheng Lang used some method to temporarily change his appearance and voice.

Cheng Lang is definitely not a slave from the slums. The strength he has demonstrated is no worse than that of Chu Xingyuan.

But since Cheng Lang didn't want to be exposed, Chen Ye had no reason to break the window paper, so he pretended not to know for the time being.

Chen Ye rang the servant's bell, and a minute later the bedroom door was pushed open and Cheng Lang came in.

"Master, is there anything wrong?" Cheng Lang asked.

Chen also asked, "Where did you go tonight? I just heard you open the door. Why did you come back just now?"

Cheng Lang said calmly without changing his expression: "I went to the black market in the east of the city. My sister is sick and needs special medicine, which is only sold on the black market."

"Really?" Chen Ye supported his chin with one hand and stared at Cheng Lang.

"Yes." Cheng Lang looked at Chen Ye.

"If you need any medicine in the future, tell Luo Zhiyuan and ask him to give it to you. Don't go to the black market by yourself. It's too dangerous."

Cheng Lang's eyes flickered, "Yes, Master."

He saw the wound on Chen Ye's hand and his eyes darkened. He shouldn't let that man die so easily.

His food is not for anyone to touch.

Seeing him staring at his wound, Chen Ye said, "Go downstairs and get the medicine box to bandage it for me."

This time, Cheng Lang did not always reject Chen Ye as he did in the past. He turned around and walked out of the room. When he came back, he was holding a medicine box in his hand.

Chen Ye didn't care much about the minor injuries on his body, so he took a shower when he came back, but when Cheng Lang disinfected him, Chen Ye frowned slightly, and it really hurt.

“Don’t push too hard.”

Cheng Lang's movements were slightly slowed down. The young master's voice sounded like a spoiled child. He thought irritably in his heart, if the young master was like this to him, wouldn't he be even more spoiled in front of Chu Xingyuan?

After applying the medicine, Cheng Lang bandaged Chen Ye with gauze.

Cheng Lang was squatting, and Chen Ye looked down at him, thinking that Cheng Lang looked like a big dog.

Especially with his fluffy, curly hair.

It would be more like it if there was a tail behind it.

"It's ready, Master."

Chen also pulled his hand back from Cheng Lang's palm and said, "You can get out now."

Cheng Lang curled his fingers. The young master was really like that. He would throw things away after use.

The next day, when Chen Ye went to Lostrance to attend class, Chu Xingyuan and Lu Zhirong both noticed the wound on his hand.

Chu Xingyuan asked him what happened. Chen didn't want to reveal that he followed Cheng Lang to the black market in the middle of the night, so he made an excuse, saying that he accidentally fell in the castle and cut his hand.

After class, Chu Xingyuan took Chen Ye back to his residence, and Chen Ye followed him into the room.

Chu Xingyuan took out the ointment from the drawer and gave it to Chen Ye. Chen Ye picked it up and took a look, and found that the ointment was specially supplied by the royal family and could relieve pain and eliminate scars.

He took two steps closer to Chu Xingyuan, staring at him with his gorgeous amber eyes.

"Your Highness, please help me apply the medicine."

Chu Xingyuan pursed his lips slightly, a hint of disapproval flashed across his eyes. In his straight-man opinion, Chen Ye could obviously do this little thing himself.

Chen Ye squeezed out some tears. Although no tears fell, his eyes were red anyway. The crimson corners of his eyes made him look a little pitiful.

"Forget it, I'll go back and ask Cheng Lang to help me."

Chu Xingyuan took the ointment from Chen Ye and said, "Go sit on the sofa."

Chen Ye sat obediently on the sofa. Chu Xingyuan removed his gauze and applied the cold ointment on the palm of Chen Ye's hand.

The wound on the palm was red and swollen, with tiny traces of blood. Chu Xingyuan frowned and asked, "Why did you fall so badly?"

Chen Ye: "It was just a moment of carelessness."

After applying the medicine, Chu Xingyuan took new clean gauze and re-bandaged the wound.

"The exam will be in a month. Your Highness, are you looking forward to my admission to the academy?"

Chu Xingyuan: "If the teacher in heaven knew that you could enter the academy, he would be very happy."

He evaded the question, so Chen continued, "I'm asking you, are you looking forward to it? Are you happy?"

The boy's face was clearly reflected in Chu Xingyuan's dark pupils, and he saw the expectation in the boy's eyes.

"Ah."

Chu Xingyuan responded very quickly and softly.

A warm body crashed into Chu Xingyuan's arms. Chu Xingyuan's pupils trembled and he looked down at Chen Ye who was hugging him.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will definitely be admitted to the academy. Can I live with Your Highness then?"

Chen Ye raised his head in Chu Xingyuan's arms, "Your Highness and I are engaged, so it's normal for us to live together, right?"

Chu Xingyuan's heart beat faster. He pushed Chen Ye away and realized belatedly that the palm of his hand that touched Chen Ye's arm was a little hot.

【Favorability +5】

"we'll talk about it then."

Chen was not disappointed, "Okay, I'll talk to you after I finish the exam."

……

As Cheng Lang gets closer to adulthood, he becomes more anxious.

According to his original plan, he should have eaten Chen Ye on the day he came of age, which was the 18th.

Eating humans is a symbol of adulthood for all werewolves. The more noble and younger the person they eat, the more powerful the werewolf is.

Chen was also the coming-of-age gift he carefully selected.

But now Cheng Lang knew that he couldn't do it, he didn't want Chen to die.

Every time he stared at the young master's fair neck, he didn't think about biting it off, but raising his hand to touch it, and then controlling the young master...

Let’s see if that will bring out a beautiful and forbearing expression on the young master’s face.

Chen was about to take an exam, so he studied until very late every day, and Cheng Lang was right beside him watching him study.

At around ten o'clock, Chen Ye stretched, raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned.

"Go back, I need to rest."

Cheng Lang stood there without moving.

Chen Ye turned back in confusion and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Cheng Lang: "It's my birthday tomorrow and I want to take a day off to go home."

He thought that out of sight, out of mind. If he didn't see the young master tomorrow, his anxious heart would probably calm down.

Chen also stood up, "Your birthday is tomorrow? How come it's the same day as Chu Xingyuan's?"

Hearing Chen Ye mention Chu Xingyuan, Cheng Lang's tone was a little cold, "There are many people in this world who have the same birthday."

Chen Ye thought about it and nodded, "Okay, but you must come back tomorrow night. I will give you a gift."

Cheng Lang hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

Since the young master asked him to come back, then let him come back.

Early in the morning on the 18th, Chen Ye went to Chu Xingyuan's house with the gifts prepared by Luo Zhiyuan.

As the crown prince of the empire, Chu Xingyuan's residence has extremely strict security measures.

The manor of several thousand square meters is located in the imperial capital. No one else would have the financial resources and ability to build it.

After Chen Ye revealed his identity, he entered the manor smoothly.

Many people came to celebrate Chu Xingyuan’s birthday, most of them were Chu Xingyuan’s familiar friends.

However, there were no ones serving in the cabinet or the army, because the emperor hated the princes forming cliques and engaging in selfish activities the most.

When Chen Ye walked into the hall, the first person to notice him was Lu Zhirong. Lu Zhirong walked up to Chen Ye with a smile on his face, "Master Shi, you're here quite early."

Chen Ye asked, "Where is His Highness?"

Seeing that Chen Ye was only concerned about Chu Xingyuan's whereabouts, Lu Zhirong's smile faded. With a hint of malice, he approached Chen Ye's ear and said, "Your Highness is chatting with the young master of the Shen family in the study."

Chen Ye recalled for a while, "Shen Baiqing?"

"Yes, it's him. He has known your Highness for many years, and I heard that he also wants to go to Costellan. Do you think he and you are for the same purpose?"

Chen Ye's face did not have the anger and jealousy that Lu Zhirong imagined. "His purpose has nothing to do with me."

He pushed Lu Zhirong away and went upstairs to find Chu Xingyuan.

The door of Chu Xingyuan's study was not closed, but half open.