The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Lingjue City in the northern border of Chenliang Kingdom.

Two people were sitting face to face at a small square table at a street stall. Both were wearing dark cloaks that had been blown grey by the wind and sand. Both of them had the hoods of their cloaks pushed on their heads, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

This attire was very common in Lingjue City, and the shopkeeper didn't suspect anything. After paying the money, he served a pot of hot tea and two plates of dry biscuits.

One of them frowned with a look of resentment when he saw the things on the table.

"Your Highness, you have walked a long way." The speaker was Zhu Feng from the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Although he was full of complaints, Zhu Feng still obediently poured a cup of tea for Yuan Ye.

Yuan Ye, who was sitting opposite, glanced at Zhufeng without saying anything, took a sip of tea, and observed the passers-by with his eyes hidden under his hat.

The crowd here is very different from the crowd in Kyoto. Everyone has a sinister look on their face. Even the people running shops don't have a smile on their faces, as if they are saying "Get out if you don't want to buy." Tea and cakes are basically served by throwing them.

Ever since the Emperor arranged a marriage between the Crown Prince and Gu Fanyue, there has been unrest in the capital. Countless people have been speculating on the Emperor's intentions and fanning the flames, hoping to say that this arranged marriage was the old Emperor abdicating the throne to the Crown Prince.

When the rumor reached the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Zhu Feng thought it was a joke. How could giving a woman be the same as giving the country? But someone made up a story that was convincing enough, and all parties were ready to make a big fuss.

It seems that whoever curses the loudest and makes the most noise is the most loyal to the poor Seventh Prince.

On the eve of the Crown Prince's wedding, Zhufeng saw Yuan Ye, who was practicing martial arts and playing with a gun in the yard, was gone. He hurriedly followed him out and saw Yuan Ye's back. He asked tremblingly, and Yuan Ye only replied, "I went out for a walk."

Zhufeng followed behind, not daring to get too close or too far, and watched Yuan Ye leave the city. The soldiers guarding the city at night were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. When Zhufeng followed Yuan Ye out of the city, he found a ball of fire in front of him.

When Zhufeng saw the familiar firelight, he wanted to curse.

Chi Yan appeared and Yuan Ye disappeared riding on Chi Yan. Zhu Feng subconsciously ran a few steps, but later found that he could not catch up even if he ran to death. He hurried back to the palace to get some things, rode a war horse to chase after him, and also took two good horses as backup.

Fortunately, Yuan Ye knew that Zhu Feng would follow him and waited on purpose. However, every time Zhu Feng saw Chi Yan, Yuan Ye ordered Chi Yan to speed up, and in this way they chased him and finally caught up with him all the way to Lingjue City in the northern border.

After entering Lingjue City, Chi Yan disappeared. Zhu Feng's last horse was about to fall down, so Zhu Feng got off the horse and walked into the city. Finally, he found Yuan Ye.

Zhu Feng had also been on the battlefield and suffered, but the defenseless pursuit of Chi Yan was really deadly. Zhu Feng felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were about to be shattered, and he didn't even dare to vomit for fear of vomiting.

"Master, if you want to relax, there are so many good places in Chenliang. Why do you have to come to Lingjue City?" Zhufeng took a sip of tea and felt that there was a sandy smell in the water, which was very depressing.

Yuan Ye glanced at Zhufeng who was sitting opposite him. His lips were chapped and there were several thin wounds on his face. His whole body was blown by the wind, as if he had just died and was dug out of the ground. There was no trace of blood on his face.

"The 'Eyes' in the North reported that the smuggling of demons in Lingjue City is getting worse. I came to take a look." Yuan Ye's tone was flat, but Zhu Feng avoided his gaze when he heard this.

After Yuan Ye found out, he didn't ask any more questions. He just folded his arms and looked at Zhufeng. Zhufeng would confess soon anyway.

"Actually, not long ago." Zhu Feng looked up at Yuan Ye and changed his words, "It was a long time ago. The news came from the north. It was my fault for not reporting it to you."

After saying that, Zhufeng wanted to kneel down and admit his mistake, but Yuanye waved his hand indifferently and motioned Zhufeng to sit down.

"I know what you mean." Yuan Ye took a sip of tea and tore off a piece of dry biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You just returned to the capital and fought a round of battles. Do you have to come to the northern border for these trivial matters?" Zhu Feng got angry when he saw Yuan Ye eating and drinking in the wind and sand without a care in the world. They were both sons, so why should his master have to go through the wind and sand and swords and finally couldn't even get a woman.

My own master hasn't even had a few drinks of the fine wine in the capital, and he's coming out to eat sand. What about that sickly guy? How can he not be overjoyed with a new house and a new wife?

Zhu Feng was so angry that he put the teacup down a little heavier without paying attention. There was a "clang" sound. Yuan Ye glanced at him and Zhu Feng felt his hair stand on end. He swallowed his saliva and his anger subsided a little.

"Do you really think that trafficking in demons is a small matter?"

Hearing Yuan Ye's question, Zhu Feng looked at Yuan Ye with a puzzled look.

"A well-tamed demon can defeat thousands of troops." After saying this, Yuan Ye did not forget to stroke the small golden hollow ball at the end of his hair with his fingers.

After hearing this, Zhufeng's eyes widened and his brows furrowed as if he was frightened.

"Do you think that I came here just because those powerful young masters have acquired a few new monsters bought on the black market?" Yuan Ye continued.

In fact, Zhufeng was just a slave who followed orders, but Yuanye still explained it to him in detail, which made Zhufeng feel even more uncomfortable.

Indeed, the notes handed over from below were all about trivial matters, such as how many unregistered monsters were collected on the black market and how many useless flower and bird fairies were sold.

"But, those demon masters can't catch someone as capable as Chi Yan, right? They have to be willing to do it." Can those skinny and gloomy demon masters catch Chi Yan? Zhu Feng didn't even dare to think about it.

When Yuan Ye tamed Chi Yan, he almost lost his life.

"Laws and rules are just a layer of cloth. Once a sharp knife pierces it, it will be a small cut at first, but someone will always tear it bigger. The little demon is just the beginning." Yuan Ye said lightly.

Zhu Feng felt that he had almost missed something important, and he was dejected and stopped talking. Yuan Ye didn't say anything, and Zhu Feng felt guilty about it.

In just a blink of an eye, the sky of Lingjue City became gloomy. The gray wind in the sky was filled with broken snow, and the tea on the table, which was not very hot to begin with, completely cooled down.