The two of them belonged to the pretty man type and were both extremely exquisite, but Han Xuanhao belonged to the unrecognizable evil charm, while Huan Moche belonged to the gentle and elegant warmth. The two of them each had their own grace, but they had their own seduction.
"What are you planning to do by staying with the crown prince?" Huan Moche asked with a smile. His smile was clearly as warm as a neighbor's big brother in the sun, but those who understood him well knew that the more he smiled, the more he wanted to kill someone in his heart.
Han Xuanhao looked at the hostility in front of him with caution. He had always been hostile to the left, but today, he felt a strange sense of rejection.
"I don't understand what Lord Zuo Xiang is saying. I'm from the crown prince's side, of course I have to stay by his side!" Han Xuanhao raised his cup of wine with a charming laugh, but his long and narrow eyes glinted with a cold light.
At the very least, at the beginning, I didn't realize that you were actually a man. However, Young Master Han, your aura is too obvious, and the way you look at the crown prince is too obvious. Do you really think that everyone is a fool? "
At first, everyone was shocked at Han Xuanhao's beauty and did not think too much about his dressing. However, as they gradually came into contact with him, they realized that Han Xuanhao was different. He was too tall and had a slender body, a flat chest, and a broad chest. Moreover, this Han Xuanhao would often forget to use his own voice when he was by the crown prince's side, making it easy to discern his gender.
Han Xuanhao withdrew his hand from the smile on his face. "Regardless of whether I'm a man or a woman, I'm still a member of the crown prince's faction. I hope that Lord Left Premier does not underestimate me!" As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the crown prince's bedroom, the complaint was very obvious.
Huan Mo Che felt that he had really never seen such a shameless man. Even if he dressed up as a woman and considered what he wanted to report, Huan Mo Che wouldn't admit that he was envious.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you at all!" "You still haven't told this young master of your intentions to stay by the crown prince's side?" Was he trying to gain power or status, or was he trying to be the Crown Prince? In reality, Huan Moche knew very well in his heart, but he still asked.
Han Xuanhao glanced at Mo Che, and his demure act of being a girl was even more tempting. "Of course I want the crown prince, or else what kind of power and position would allow me to stay here?" But… Where is Lord Left Premier? After living in the crown prince's mansion and doing so many things for the crown prince to enter the imperial court, what did the Minister of the Left plan to do? "
Han Xuanhao clearly knew how outstanding the crown prince was, and how many men and women would fall in love with him, but he still had a headache. Even before he could deal with the crown prince, it seemed that a powerful rival had arrived.
"Since Young Master Han already knows, why are you still asking me?" What I want is just a place next to the crown prince. It doesn't seem to be a problem for him, so there's no need for him to look at me like that! "
"A place?" "Are you sure you have a place in the Crown Prince's heart?" Han Xuanhao mocked. Even if it weren't for the fact that he was by the crown prince's side, the crown prince was only used to him, so how could he have any status in his heart?
"There is no place for me in the Crown Prince's heart, but there is no place for you either. Everyone is the same, and the Crown Prince is not just you!" Huan Moche's expression turned cold. He hated Han Xuanhao for always plotting the crown prince as his person.
"Hehe, but I am currently holding the crown prince's identity as a person, and you are only the crown prince's henchman!" Han Xuanhao put down his wine cup. "I know how good the crown prince is, but I will make you regret letting this sovereign know that you've harmed the crown prince, if anyone tries to steal my position in your heart!" After speaking, Han Xuanhao left the Mirage Pavilion. He still had many things that he had yet to take care of, and today, he found out about Mystic Mo Che's intentions. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill him, but he knew very well that this person was extremely useful to the crown prince.
Huan Moche gulped down the sake wine in his cup, almost choking himself, but the warm voice still lingered at the corner of his mouth. "I hurt anyone, but I won't harm the crown prince, because I love him …" After he finished speaking, he smiled bitterly.
Since the arrival of Shang Wuxin's matter, he had been holed up in his sleeping quarters for the past few days. Every day, Han Xuanhao and Huan Moche would come to the crown prince's sleeping quarters to visit the crown prince. During the first two days, the two of them were not allowed to enter the sleeping quarters and could only leave for a while, on the third day, Shang Wuxin had finally let them in for a visit.
Due to how busy the Minister of the Left was every day, he would come to the Crown Prince's bedroom every morning to see him. After telling the Crown Prince about what had happened in the imperial court, he would then leave. However, Han Xuanhao didn't even bother to leave the crown prince's sleeping quarters. He had to accompany the crown prince to eat everyday before he was chased away by the crown prince.
The two of them seemed to be relieved to see that there was nothing wrong with the Crown Prince's body. However, they were concerned about the old ailments on the Crown Prince's body.
Within the luxurious and spacious study, a purple-clothed man sat behind a desk, continuously reading the paper in his hands. From time to time, he would pick up a brush and write something on the paper.
The purple-clothed man's manner was elegant. Even the act of reading a paper was mesmerizing. The purple robe on his body was gorgeous and extraordinary. The golden silken hem of his robe accentuated his nobility. His thin waist was bound by a white jade belt, making him appear extraordinary and dignified.
"My lord, a letter from Shang!" It was not that the distance was too big of a fuss, but the last time he had received a letter from the Crown Prince's Palace, he had not been able to deliver it to the Prince in time. Even now, he could still remember how cold the prince's eyes were back then, and it was also because from then on, as long as he received a letter from the Crown Prince's Palace, he would run faster than anyone else. This caused many servants to think that something big was going to happen in the near future.
Nangong Qian put down the brush in his hand and casually threw it over the letter in his hands. After opening it, he began to carefully read the contents of the letter, but the more he looked at Nangong Qian, the colder his expression became. Even his pair of phoenix eyes were filled with viciousness, causing him to quickly take a few steps back out of the study room.
After reading the letter, Nangong Qian destroyed the letter and sat behind the desk. He closed his eyes, but the worry on his brow was obvious. Every time he received information from the Crown Prince's Palace in Shang Country, it was the daily life of some princes. Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, this gave him the feeling of being by Prince Shang's side.
However, today's letter said that Prince Shang's illness was acting up, and he hadn't left his bedroom even after resting for several days. Nangong Qian could not help but to recall Prince Shang's strangeness and irregularities on that day. Just what had happened to Prince Shang to become like this? An attack of old illness? Why didn't he take good care of himself? Nangong Qian felt that if Prince Shang was in front of him right now, he would definitely teach this devilish brat a lesson.
"If only I hadn't planned for Ye Yizhe to leave back then!" At that time, he was thinking about how jealous he was because he was afraid that Ye Yi Zhe would capture the heart of the crown prince while he was away, so he deliberately used the voice of Nangong Yizhe to cause trouble for Ye Yi Zhe to come to the Nangong Kingdom, but he didn't expect something like this to happen.
After a while, Nangong Qian opened his eyes and looked at the folding paper in front of him. It seemed that he had to finish these matters as soon as possible and go to Shang Country.
Within the meticulously decorated room, there was a burning medicinal fragrance. The room's decorations were spotlessly white, with a white carpet and a white clothed man. At this moment, the man was continuously testing the medicinal herb in his hand with a serious and cautious look on his face.
The white-clothed man looked at the medicine ingredients with infatuation. His temperament was like a snow lotus in the sky, with eyebrows like stars, jade-like lips, and skin as white and clear as snow. His steep eyebrows were like an iceberg on a mountain, cold yet stunning, making people want to turn into the medicine in his hands for him to pay attention to.
"Come in!" Ye Yi Zhe's voice was as clear as a snow lotus. Normally, no one would dare to disturb him while he was researching medical skills and medicinal herbs. The only person who dared to disturb him was his subordinate's small bag.
The small bag walked into the room with light footsteps, afraid that it would disturb its owner. Putting down the letter in his hand, he walked out of the room without a care in the world. He thought about how his master had not been doing a lot of business in recent days, and had not rested for a long time studying herbs, but it was useless even if he tried to persuade her. At this point of time, he realized that only Prince Shang could make his master stand out.
Ye Yizhe put down the medicinal herbs in his hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands clean. He was somewhat vexed. After so long, he still hadn't come up with a way to cure the crown prince without harming his body. This caused Ye Yizhe, who had always been in the hospital, to feel frustrated and anxious.
He took the letter and opened it. At the beginning, he looked at the corner of Ye Yizhe's mouth slightly curved like the sun on an iceberg, but as he looked at Ye Yizhe throwing away the letter, he couldn't help but feel irritated. Ever since he was young, Ye Yizhe didn't have any sort of mood at all.
After standing there for a long time, Ye Yizhe picked up the letter again, but upon seeing 'the Crown Prince is safe now', his irritable mood relaxed a little, and then he started to wonder. He had obviously given the Crown Prince his pulse, but aside from being poisoned, the Crown Prince's body was too weak. Thinking about how Ye Yizhe was even more unsatisfied with his medical skills and how he was called a godly doctor by the world, he couldn't even save the person he cared about the most.
However, when he was finally able to vent his anger, he obediently walked over to the medicine ingredients and began to study them. He couldn't help but think that there were still people waiting for him to save them.
The sky was filled with yellow sand, and the high walls blocked the enemy's path. Simple tents were formed one by one on the yellow sand, and the scenery adorned the empty border. Even the scorching sun above their heads seemed to be scorching hot.
In the largest tent in the middle of all the tents, a man wearing a black robe was constantly looking at the map in his hands. The man wore a black robe, outlining his tall and straight body. Just like that, he stood there, unspeakably elegant and handsome like a god.
When He Jianjin handed the letter to Leng Yufeng, his expression was really strange. Although he admired the Crown Prince for his loyalty to the Crown Prince, He Rujin had always felt that the Crown Prince was too concerned about the General. The relationship between the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince was something that He Rujin felt was inappropriate.
"Still not going down!" Leng Yufeng looked at He Rujin who was still standing there and said with dissatisfaction.
He Rui Jin immediately retreated, but the suspicion in his heart only grew. He just couldn't figure it out. Forget it, He Rui Jin felt that the general was a person who knew how to act. He was too worried.
He seemed to have not seen the Crown Prince for a very long time. He had once felt that this frontier was good, but now he felt that nothing was good, because there was no youth called Shang Wuxin here. If he did not think that his military exploits could help the Crown Prince, he would really want to see the Crown Prince.
After reading the letter, Leng Yufeng's sword-like eyebrows never relaxed. Thinking about the crown prince's body, he felt that why did he not get to know the crown prince as soon as possible and protect him when he was young, so that the crown prince would not suffer so much. No matter what, he must not miss the crown prince.
After the letter was destroyed, Leng Yufeng picked up the letter and wanted to write a letter to the crown prince, but he didn't know that he was writing it even after holding the brush for a long time.
Crown Prince? No, it's too strange a term.
Heartless? No, this title was too proper, not able to express one's feelings at all.
Heart? That was good, but if the Crown Prince saw it, he would probably kill him. However, he really liked the title. Heart, heart, my heart…
After a long while, Leng Yufeng did not write a single word. He angrily threw away his brush and walked out of his tent to train his soldiers. Today, the entire military camp was trembling in fear because General Leng was training his soldiers like a madman.