The Three Princes' Mansion.

Hyde knelt on the ground and shouted, "Servants greet His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

As one of the few minions in the mansion, Hyde's hair has turned gray, but his voice is sonorous and loud, although the Three Princes' Mansion is not favored by the emperor, the minions are still alive and vibrant.

Ye Xiuhao didn't know which mysterious person rescued Leng Moyu, who was a master in Jinling City, of course, what he was most worried about was that Ye Rin Han made a move!

So, after thinking of this question, he came to the Three Princes' Mansion.

"What about the third brother?" After Ye Xiuhao's face was covered with ice, the finger marks that Leng Moyu slapped disappeared.

Haide immediately said: "Go back to His Royal Highness the Prince, the Third Highness is in the study, and the slave will go to ......."

"No need, this king will go in person." Night Xiuhao stepped forward and told his guards to stop Hyde and prevent him from ventilating Hyde.

When the door of the study was pushed open with a "bang", Ye Linhan was wearing a silver mask, dressed in snow-white clothes, and was holding a black pen to write.

When the cold wind poured in through the door, the wind blew the paper on his desk, and the white paper and black words seemed to fly.

Ye Xiuhao saw that he was writing hard with one hand behind his back, and the other hand was struggling to write, the white-clothed black hair and jade tree were in the wind, and the handwriting was full of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and he didn't care who was coming!

"Third brother, it's really good Yaxing!" Ye Xiuhao laughed, his face full of brotherly love.

In fact, when the night was cold and the front foot returned home, Ye Xiuhao arrived.

He changed his clothes as fast as he could, picked up his pen, and made it look like he had been writing in the study for quite a long time.

"Brother Emperor is here!" Ye Cold's voice under the mask was cold, and he still didn't look at him.

For whether Ye Xiu Hao comes or not, the night cold is not shocking.

He ignores anyone who comes to his house.

Ye Xiuhao walked to his side to see what he was writing, "The third brother's handwriting is so beautiful!" ”

"Hmm." It took a long time for the night to spit out the word.

Ye Xiuhao looked at it for a while and felt bored, so he said: "Third brother, you are not too young, ask your father to set a family business for you!" You don't even have a concubine in this house! ”

Ye Rinhan was not affected by what he said in the slightest, the tip of the pen was still focused on the paper, and then finished writing this piece of words before saying, "It doesn't matter." ”

Ye Xiuhao really couldn't stay any longer, his face was cold, "Farewell!" ”

"No." The night is cold, the clouds are light, and the wind is light.

But when he took advantage of the wind and closed the study, he threw the silver mask on the table, and the mask broke in half, and the table shook, and after a while, it all collapsed.

Late at night.

The candles in the chamber flickered.

Chen Fugui dispensed the antidote and handed it to Ye Rinhan, "Your Highness, I hope you are not saving a white-eyed wolf!" ”

Ye Linhan took it and put it in his arms, his mood was also complicated, he had always looked down on Leng Moyu, but why did he still save her?

When he rode a horse at night, looking for the mark when he left, he rushed to the place where Leng Moyu was, and there was not a trace of spark.

He rolled over and dismounted, and saw a man huddled at the mouth of the cave, and the smell of blood was still in the air.

He stepped forward quickly: "Leng Moyu, how are you?" ”

Leng Moyu in the dark night, who had always had his eyes closed, heard his voice, and opened his eyes suddenly, like the brightest star......