Shen Mansion.

Shen Zhizhang learned that Yan Wuheng was coming, so he waited at the gate of the mansion early, and sure enough, not long after, the carriage stopped.

"His Royal Highness the Prince." Shen Zhizhang greeted him, smiling.

Yan Wuheng sighed, rolled his sleeves into the house, he looked around, and sighed: "Lord Shen, I heard that a big beauty has entered your mansion, what about people." ”

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, she went home today." Shen Zhizhang said with a smile, he didn't want Yan Wuheng to see Ji Qiang, mainly because he was afraid that the two of them would think about each other.

Yan Wuheng shrugged, raised his legs and left: "Since that's the case, then the prince will leave." ”

The henchman was dumbfounded, and his mouth was slightly open next to him, he really couldn't understand the actions of his master.

On the other side, before Ji Qiang arrived at the palace, she saw Leng Kill entering the main hall of Yan Kingdom from a distance, she was stunned for a moment, and turned to leave.

She was also a little relieved in her heart, Leng Kill should have come to find Yu Xuan, since this was the case, she just needed to help by the side.

But as for returning to Dachen, we have to think again.

Yan Wuheng walked aimlessly on the street, and when he passed by a flower building, the women's cheers made him raise his head.

As soon as he lifted it, a bottle of fine agarwood smashed straight into his head.

Yan Wuheng closed his eyes and fainted in the screams of everyone, and his henchmen stepped forward to probe his nose, but he was not breathing!

When I woke up again, I saw a wisp of smoke that looked like a human shape, and I couldn't see the real shape.

"Where is this?" Yan Wuheng got up, stretched out his hand, and raised his eyebrows in a slightly surprised way, this hand was obviously not his.

As the prince of Yan Kingdom, Yan Wuheng's hands are three points whiter and tender than women's, and they have men's unique bone joints. If the opponent has a fetish, then he will really be fascinated by his hands.

Xiao Zesheng looked at Yan Wuheng with resentment, and said a little incredulously: "How did I be occupied by your lonely soul and wild ghost, God, what kind of evil has this been." ”

"It's your blessing that this palace can be occupied." Yan Wuheng quickly accepted the fact that the soul was piercing, he stood up with some surprise and walked a few steps.

Xiao Zesheng's expression changed greatly, staring at him and said, "You call yourself this palace, could it be that you are His Royal Highness the Prince?" No, the only little prince of Dachen was taken hostage by Yan Guo, the prince of He. ”

"You look like you're not smart, but now you have a bit of a brain to make such an inference." Yan Wuheng got up and walked towards the table with a bronze mirror, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he sighed, "Your skin is not bad." ”

Xiao Zesheng's face is as handsome as jade, with an angular jaw, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he can be regarded as a handsome and pretty son.

Yan Wuheng has several major habits, one is beauty, and the other is good wine. The beauty here doesn't mean that he is lustful, he only likes good-looking, both men and women. In layman's terms, it can be called Yan Kong, if the skin and bones are the same, then he may not even look at it.

"Could it be that you are the crown prince of Yan Kingdom, Yan Wuheng?!" Xiao Zesheng was stunned.

Yan Wuheng raised his chin and bowed his head: "You're not stupid." ”

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Zesheng, Zesheng?" The eldest brother Xiao Jian slapped it straight with his hand, banging and banging, deafening.

At this time, Yan Wuheng also suddenly discovered that the body he wore was simply a rookie. He used his qi to penetrate his whole body, and found that there was no skill in the dantian. Nuancai Literature Network

Xiao Zesheng noticed his surprised and surprised gaze, and couldn't help but feel hot, and lowered his head very embarrassed.

Bang, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Jian looked at Xiao Zesheng with a slightly worried gaze and breathed a sigh of relief: "Third brother, it's okay if you have nothing to do, don't stay with those gentlemen next time, they are all playing tricks on you." Do you know that there are ...... rumors out there!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Jian paused, and suddenly stopped talking, his face showing embarrassment.

Yan Wuheng smiled: "Big brother, I know, next time it will definitely not be." ”

The real Xiao Zesheng lowered his head, a sad look appeared on his face, he watched Xiao Jian patting Yan Wuheng's shoulder to comfort him, and there was a complex thought in his heart.

"It's good that the third brother knows." Xiao Jian nodded with relief, he also found that Xiao Zesheng was knocked to the ground by a horse this time and fainted, and when he woke up again, he became a lot calmer.

Xiao Mansion, generation of Taoist priests.

Xiao Rongfeng is the second son of the Xiao family, with superb martial arts, exuding gentleness and elegance all over his body, and is a very popular beautiful man in Taishan City.

"Third brother, you have finally woken up." Xiao Rongfeng had concern in his eyes, walked side by side with Yan Wuheng before leaving, and took out a hundred taels of silver tickets from his pocket and gave it to him, "No." ”

Xiao Zesheng was almost moved, his second brother was still so good to him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't want my second brother's silver taels." Xiao Zesheng floated in front of Yan Wuheng and said a little embarrassed, "I used to be the second brother who secretly gave me silver taels to go out to play. ”

Before he finished speaking, Yan Wuheng took the silver tael, a hint of playfulness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he smiled: "Thank you, second brother." He looked at Xiao Rongfeng slightly, and had a plan in his heart.

Xiao Zesheng, who was angry at this time, smoked, and he wanted to take the silver ticket and return it to Xiao Rongfeng, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw his mist-like hand. He was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand in frustration.

After all, it is a different path for people and ghosts, when will he return to his body.

"You loser!" As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Father Xiao pointing at Yan Wuheng and scolding angrily, his eyes widened, and those eyes seemed to be about to appeal.

Yan Wuheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, swaggered inside, and after sitting down, he poured tea and drank it by himself, looking lazy.

Father Xiao almost vomited blood out of anger, and was extremely angry: "Bastard! As the words fell, a thunderbolt split the table in front of Yan Wuheng.

The whole table was torn apart, and the table legs struck at the top of Xiao Zesheng's head, hitting it squarely.

"Third brother!" Xiao Jian hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of Yan Wuheng, looking at him with disbelief and disappointment on his face, "How can you contradict your father." ”

Yan Wuheng waved his hands, leaned on the back of the stool, and drank the song leisurely.

He was a little surprised in his heart, the Xiao family has been the Tao for generations, how could he not see that Xiao Zesheng in front of him had changed his core.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't make my father angry to death, he has a big temper." Xiao Zesheng looked at Yan Wuheng pleadingly.

Yan Wuheng's eyes rolled slightly, his thick eyelashes covered the emotions under his eyes, he stood up and waved at Father Xiao, and said loudly and forcefully: "Daddy! It's my son's mistake, and I will never provoke right and wrong in the future. It will definitely change its past mistakes, learn from the eldest brother and second brother, and be bound to be the lever of the Xiao family! ”

The powerful voice came into the ears of the people present, and they were all stunned.

Xiao Jian was happy that he had such an awareness, full of joy. Xiao Rongfeng lowered his head slightly, his expression was unclear, and his hand behind his back was slightly clenched.