Mo Zhongqian is a proud person.

At least that's what he thinks.

Born noble, the self who dominates the life and death of others is originally different from ordinary civilians, whether it is the father or his own royal brothers, they speak the so-called empty words of the people, nobles and gentlemen every day, but they have never seen the names of those ordinary people as heavy, and they just say what they dare not say, and they have to bear the responsibility of deviant...... It's not fair.

Compared to them, at least honest......

But also because of his honesty, he never liked his father and sent him to Jun Huaixu, a disgusting guy, to restrain him, and Jun Huaixu sent himself to a mere sword education...... Just kidding, do you want to play with my three princes who have left the country as yams?

Mo Zhongqian has already made up his mind, he must give the so-called genius sword wielding sword from the so-called Hanging Sword Division for a hundred years, and let him know that the country that has left the country is surnamed Mo after all!

While shouting impatiently, Mo Zhongqian paced back and forth in the hall of the Hanging Sword Division.

At this time, Qingjun's indifferent voice came from outside the hall:

"I don't know that His Royal Highness the Third Prince is coming, Han Feng has missed the distance, please forgive me~"

Han Feng, who was dressed in white and shengxue, walked in, and Liu Minghua and Xu Can, who were also dressed in sword-holding costumes, followed closely behind.

Han Feng took a closer look when he entered the room, this Royal Highness the Third Prince looked like he was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a golden-red brocade robe, and he looked quite handsome, but there was a color of anger between his eyebrows...... It feels like a secondary two teenager in the rebellious period of youth.

In addition to him, four black-clothed men dressed in black embroidered robes stood in the four corners of the hall, silent and silent.

"The Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" urged, and it was easy to feel that these people were all martial arts masters of about six or seven grades...... It can be seen that the royal court's protection of this prince is not small, after all, there must be a hidden royal protector in secret, but people don't plan to show up.

Mo Zhongqian glanced at Han Feng suspiciously, raised his head slightly and asked:

"You're Han Feng?"

For this royal disciple, Han Feng still assured basic respect and replied amicably:

"If it is fake, it will be the sword of the Hanging Sword Division and Yunchen who are in charge, Han Feng~"

"Oh~Han Feng~"

Mo Zhongqian nodded, took two steps back to the edge of the square table in the hall, slapped the table with a slap, and shouted angrily:

"You're so bold, do you know how long you've kept me waiting?"

Han Feng didn't get angry or anything in the face of the young man's angry questioning, but looked at him with interest and didn't say a word.

Mo Zhongqian was a little surprised by Han Feng's silent gaze, took half a step back, and looked at Han Feng vigilantly:

"What do you want?"

Han Feng was amused by his appearance...... He's just a teenager...... As soon as he thought of this, Han Feng bowed to him and said sincerely:

"Back to Your Highness, my subordinates are going to the place where bandits gather outside the city to suppress bandits, I can't respond to the greetings, and I ask Your Highness to forgive your sins~"

Mo Zhongqian was frightened by him just now, and he was a little nervous, but then when he saw Han Feng's soft words, he was half unhappy and half relieved, and waved his hand to glance at Han Feng:

"That's it, His Royal Highness is not uncommon to worry about you, in the next period of time, this hall will live with you for a period of time, you are so good to serve and greet, and make this hall happy, even if you make up for it. Otherwise, I'll let you walk around without food!"

Han Feng was confused by what he said, and suddenly a third prince popped up and said that he wanted to stay here for a while, which was indeed a bit strange...... Thinking like this, Han Feng glanced back at Xu Can, who was left behind, and Xu Can replied with an innocent expression, saying that he didn't know what was going on......

Fortunately, at this time, a black-clothed royal guard in the corner of the hall walked over, nodded towards Han Feng, and handed over a box made of sandalwood.

Seeing this, the third prince snorted coldly, but he didn't stop it.

Han Feng glanced at the black-clothed guard, and then at the third prince Mo Zhongqian, there was some confusion, but he still took the wooden box, opened it and found that it was a scroll, took out the scroll and opened it, it was the note of the Hanging Sword Master Jun Huaixu...... Since a big battle at the headquarters of the Hanging Sword Division, Boss Jun has disappeared, and when he suddenly appeared, he actually threw himself a big burden......

Holding the scroll, Han Feng immediately got up:

【Han Fengwu's disciple:

Seeing the letter, I said goodbye in a hurry, and it was a few months.

I have been informed of all matters in Chang'an Road, and I am relieved by your achievements.

The three princes who left the country were young and stubborn, with an uninhibited personality, and the emperor was very worried. At the same time, the situation in the court is changing, and all forces are moving, Your Majesty has entrusted it to me, hoping that it will change, my affairs are busy, unbearable, and I heard that evil is rampant in the clouds and dust, so I asked you to control it, and you can use the power of the royal guard to fight evil and protect justice.

P.S.: The three princes have a stubborn personality and do not obey the rules, I have instructed you to protect them, and you can take full responsibility. 】

Han Feng read Jun Huaixu's crepe letter, and felt strange in his heart, not to mention that this old gentleman had started to call himself a master for a long time without his permission...... Regarding the matter of the three princes, they are completely playing ball...... The emperor entrusted his own son to him, and he was better off and sold it to himself...... However, if you can be fully responsible, does it mean that you can slap him in the mouth if you are unhappy?

Han Feng was thinking about this question, and the mysterious mist brother also came to mix......

[Mission: Cultivate the third prince Mo Zhongqian into a good boy with three views of integrity, harmony and benevolence]

[Rewards: Six-Rank Martial Artist - Chen Xuanfeng, Six-Rank Martial Artist - Mr. Mo Da, Martial Arts Strange Objects - Holy Flame Order]

Obviously, this task of cultivating the prince is a difficult task, rewarding two six-rank martial artists, and it also comes with a Mingjiao holy relic-Holy Fire Order.

But Han Feng, as a self-proclaimed task strategy expert, obviously has no reason to let go of this task sent to him~

Think about it, what a great thing it is to train a future prince, or even a prince who may even become an emperor, into an upright, kind and benevolent person~

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The people nearby all looked at Han Feng suspiciously.

Han Feng didn't care either, just smiled and looked at the black-clothed guard in front of him, and asked softly, "Brother Tai, has the Monarch asked you, and I can take full responsibility?"

The man in black didn't answer, just nodded.

But just like that, Han Feng was already able to comprehend the spirit~

The third prince sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, took half a step back, and looked at Han Feng, who was approaching step by step:

"Hey, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, don't come here! Ming XVII, stop him for me!"

The four guards who had been greeted by Jun Huaixu did not move.

Han Feng walked up to the second-year teenager and grabbed his ear, smiling uncontrollably.

"What do I want to do, Your Highness, I advise you to be kind~"

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