Ye Mohan's eyebrows were filled with joy and he was in a happy mood.
Protector Bai followed behind, his expression unclear, his gray brows furrowed tightly, especially when looking at Ye Mohan's eyes, which concealed other emotions.
Is there something wrong with His Highness?
Like to be abused.
Should I ask a pharmacist to treat me?
Protector Bai was worried and sighed deeply.
"Your Highness, it seems that Saint Liu did not die in the mass grave. She was rescued. Madam Tianhuang seems to be investigating Miss Ye, but they don't know Miss Ye's identity yet."
Protector Bai said worriedly: "There is one more thing. It is said that the granddaughter of Mu Mansion in Beizhou who is living abroad has an appearance and is in the vassal kingdoms. There was a marriage contract between the Ye Clan and Mu Mansion. Madam Tianhuang was ready to make a move and planned to wait.
When the granddaughter of the Mu family was found, she arranged a marriage for the eldest son Ye Xiaoxun, intending to consolidate the eldest son's status."
Having said this, Protector Bai looked at Ye Mohan cautiously, and suddenly his cloudy old eyes widened.
Then His Highness broke off a piece of yellow bamboo on the courtyard fence without thinking, weighed it in his hands, then tapped his knee, and said to himself: "This is pretty good."
Protector Bai's hair stood on end, trembling, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Miss Ye just said to break her legs, and His Highness even prepared the murder weapon?
What is this operation?
It's a pity that Protector Bai is so old that he can't understand His Highness's thoughts.
Do young people nowadays play like this?
Protector Bai said sourly: "Your Highness, logically speaking, Beizhou Mu Mansion should be engaged to you..."
"Let him go."
Ye Mohan frowned: "Old Bai, it's time for you to find a doctor to check your brain. Today is different from the past. I have a family now."
Protector Bai didn't dare to mention it again, so he could only say: "Mrs. Tianhuang sent a message. She wants to meet the woman you like. She plans to make a red dress, write three letters and six etiquette, and come and betrothal her."
Ye Mohan's eyes were so cold, as if a bright red frost had condensed on them, so bloody that the sound of the wind around him was filled with murderous intent.
"She is not worthy." Ye Mohan held a piece of yellow bamboo in his hand and smiled cruelly, "Send a message to the Ye clan and tell her that I will not pursue the past grudges. If she dares to touch a hair of A Chu, I will not mind letting Ye
Let her family relive the nightmare of that year, and her dearest son will also die in my hands."
Back then, when he slaughtered the Night Clan, he showed mercy after all.
Every member of the Night Clan dared not think about the bloodshed that day and the man who was as gloomy as a ghost but full of nobility.
It was an unstoppable nightmare that was imprinted in the hearts of the tribesmen. Whenever they think about it, their souls will tremble!
"Yes..." Protector Bai felt his scalp numb.
Suddenly, Protector Bai cried out in pain, and the yellow bamboo in Ye Mohan's hand hit him on the knee.
"Your Highness, has this old slave done anything wrong?" Protector Bai said with sincerity and fear.
"without."
Ye Mohan said expressionlessly: "Try the feel, it's okay."
Protector Bai: "?" Doesn't he have dignity?
"Are you unhappy?" Ye Mohan asked.
Protector Bai gave an ugly smile: "I am very happy. It is my honor to try Miss Ye's weapon...the weapon."
"Well, go and investigate what happened to Achu at Shenxuan College five years ago, as well as all the information over the years, and find it for me."
"yes."
Protector Bai wiped the soles of his feet with oil and disappeared in a flash.
Behind him, Ye Mohan's voice came again: "That's right."
Protector Bai stopped in his steps, as if the scene was frozen.
"Any other instructions, Your Highness?"
"When you have time, go to Master Yunji and ask him to build a cage using top-quality rare materials."
With a bang, Protector Bai's whole body seemed to turn to stone, and he fell to the ground without any warning, with a look of horror on his face.
It's over.
Your Highness is seriously poisoned.
The one who should look at his brain is not him, but His Highness!