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85. Chapter 85 Going to the Prince Regent's Mansion 2

Yu Buhuan felt strange.

The Prince Regent's Palace is not a prison. Even if it is a prison, you can enter with a token.

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look." She had a bad feeling, as if something had happened in the Regent's Palace.

When Chu Yan heard that Yu Buhuan wanted to go in alone, he immediately exploded: "Master, you must not do it. According to the rules, trespassers will be charged with the same crime as killing the king."

"If you are caught, you are an assassin. If you are not caught, you are nothing." Yu Buhuan patted Chu Yan's head without any scruples.

Chu Yan was shocked by these words. When she regained consciousness, Yu Buhuan had disappeared.



With a few jumps and agility, Yu Buhuan easily dodged the patrol of guards and followed his memory to the bedroom where Chu Yuan rested.

Suddenly, an old man came out of the dormitory. He looked like he was wearing clothes from the Imperial Hospital.

My heart skipped a beat, is Chu Yuan sick?

Then, several imperial doctors came out one after another. They whispered to each other and sighed heavily as they talked.

Yu Buhuan was not calm anymore. So many imperial doctors came at once. Could it be that Chu Yuan had some incurable disease?

"Mom, the little brother down here seems to have been poisoned." A crisp childish voice suddenly came to my ears.

Yu Buhuan looked at the child who suddenly appeared beside him in horror.

How did he get up here?

Dumpling squatted there happily, his beautiful grape eyes blinking and watery.

"You..." Yu Buhuan noticed that this child was getting weirder and weirder. He was not weak in martial arts at such a young age. He climbed up to such a high roof quietly and would never lose to any master. She began to be curious.

Who is the father of the child?

At this time, several maids rushed out of the room: "Oh no, the regent is dying."

Now Yu Buhuan was no longer calm. No matter what, Chi Liu flew down from the roof, and the dumplings jumped with him. Yu Buhuan subconsciously reached out to pick her up, because subconsciously, such a small child could not fly from a high place.

You will definitely get hurt if you jump.

The dumpling could have landed safely, but when he saw Yu Buhuan open his arms, he immediately put away his skills and fell into Yu Buhuan's arms like a ball of sandbags.

This was not a gentle move. Yu Buhuan staggered two steps, looked at the porcelain doll in his arms with lingering fear, and scolded: "You can't jump again in the future."

"Mom, are you worried about me?" Dumpling's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Yu Buhuan was stunned, "Yes, this child is not related to her, why should we worry about him falling?"

But the guards at the Prince Regent's Palace did not give Yu Buhuan so much time to think. They immediately surrounded him and started fighting without asking.

Yu Buhuan quickly protected the dumpling in his arms and dodged it nimbly.

"If you don't let me in, the regent's life may be in danger." These guards were all close associates of the regent, and she didn't want to hurt them.

"Bold, you can't break into the Regent's palace and capture him."

"Stop—" Chu Yan came out from nowhere, holding the turtle in her hand.

Who knew that when the guards saw this turtle, they seemed to have seen a ghost. They were stunned for a moment, then dropped their weapons and crawled on the ground.

Chu Yan held the turtle in her arms and cautiously bypassed the guards to come to Yu Buhuan. She said proudly: "A bunch of dog slaves, if I don't give you some clues, you won't even know who your highness is."

Yu Buhuan was also dumbfounded.

Is this turtle even more awesome than the living people?

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