Updated: 2010-08-17

"Master! Madam...Master, we see the Master!"

The two people dressed as servants ran in panting at the same time, and as soon as they entered the yard, they began shouting one after another. The shouts spread throughout the Ye Mansion. Even the bright and dark guards who were as quiet as rocks and looked at each other without squinting, with an incredible look on their faces. They disappeared for more than a year, and everyone knew that the tenth ** had been killed. Are these speculations false?

A figure suddenly popped up in the backyard of the Ye family. He quickly walked to the two of them, raised one in one hand, stared at them and said viciously: "What are you saying? Say it again! If you dare to fool me or not, I will kill you now."

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face is pale and has no beard. It can be imagined that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. He grabbed the collar lightly and held the two in his hands, as if he was not holding two people, but two chickens. A murderous aura was surrounded by a physical killing aura. This aura was not something that could be possessed by nature, but had to go through countless wars and countless blood to form. At this time, he was unintentionally released, and the terrifying aura was faintly filled with blood, which made the two of them look like earth, and they didn't even dare to take a breath for a moment.

"It's the young master... We just saw a person on the street who looked exactly the same as the young master... Maybe... it's the young master who came back..." The man on the left stammered. As a servant of the Ye family, he naturally knew the terrible power of General Ye. Since the young master was lost, his temper has become obviously irritable. Everyone in front of him was silent and dared not say a word.

After Ye Wei, the two of them hurriedly walked over. The front was a woman who was in her thirties, who looked like a woman in her thirties, the wife of Ye Wei, the queen of the imperial teacher Wang Bo, and the back was an old man with a majestic and solemn expression, gray hair, and a slight radiance of iron blood from the old body. It was Ye Fu, who was stomping his feet and shaking the entire Tianlong City, who was about to shake three times.

"Tell me quickly, where is he!" Wang Wenshu rushed up and asked in a trembling voice. She was excited and didn't know where to put her hands.

The man hurriedly said, "Madam...is near Mengyanlou."

As soon as his voice fell, Wang Wenshu, who had not walked out of the house for a long time, rushed towards the door, and didn't even have time to say anything more. Ye Wei put down the two of them and looked at his father behind him. Ye Nu's face was solemn, and he sighed and said, "It should be a person who looks like him."

He sighed, but anyone could hear the excitement in his voice. He was giving himself and his son a vaccination, because the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. If he admits his mistake, the surprise will turn into another blow.

A burst of hurried footsteps approached. This was a young man in his twenties, with a calm expression and a sharp-eyed look. Behind him was a man dressed in a entourage. Before he got close, he shouted: "Grandpa, adoptive father, the child heard that Wuchen's younger brother is back, is that true?"

Ye angrily shook his head: "It should be just a person who looks like him, otherwise why wouldn't he go home... Yun'er, let's take a look together."

When Mr. Ye walked out of the gate of the Ye Mansion, this old man who had always been calm and calm and calm in the face of a million troops was actually tripped by the threshold. No matter how slim the hope was, it was hope, because after all, they did not find their only son, but no one found or saw his body.

The disappearing son of the Ye family was also named Ye Wuchen. Because the moon was full on the sky on the day he was born, but there were no stars. The happy grandson and the happy old man Ye also "poetic" and named him Wuchen.

If he could be given another chance to name him, he would rather name him "Wujian", "Wujian" or "Wujian".

At this time, most of the tension in front of Mengyan Tower had disappeared invisibly. The young man who originally held the princess hostage now put his hands on the little waist of the white-haired girl and hooked the little princess' neck to chat. Every time he asked a question, the little princess would answer obediently, looking like a good girl. Because she could not be afraid of this person who cut her neck and made her cry in pain. But compared to before, her panic was obviously much weaker.

But although the princess is only 13 years old, it is not something that a man can touch. This alone is enough to convict him of death, but compared with the previous hijacking and harm, this is nothing.

Long Zhengyang was extremely complicated and was thinking about various ways to end the scene. The others were easy to say, but he actually scratched the little princess' neck. Everyone present could see clearly. If it was passed to his father, he would be powerless even if he wanted to excuse him.

Wu Shang walked behind Long Zhengyang, stared at Ye Wuchen fiercely, and whispered: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Long Zhengyang waved his hand, then walked to the sedan chair, and smiled helplessly, "Brother Ye, you are too disrespectful to me, it's okay to kidnap it. I thought you were just acting, but I didn't expect you to really hurt my princess. Oh~~How can I bear it?"

"Oh?" Ye Wuchen smiled and said slowly: "I'm just playing with Xiao Xiao Sister Huang'er. Xiao Sister Huang'er is so well-behaved and cute. How could I hurt her?"

"Bastard!" Wu Shang's eyebrows stood up and his anger rose. If the little princess was not still in his hands, he would have cut him in half with a knife. "You disobey first, hijack the princess later, and then you dare to hurt the princess's daughter's body. Now you dare not admit it."

"Is that true?" Ye Wuchen glanced at him coldly, and the palm covering the little princess' neck gently stroked her delicate neck, making the little princess who was looking at Long Zhengyang pitifully become a little soft inexplicably: "Which part of the little princess I have injured?"

Wu Shang said coldly: "You scratched the princess' neck, and everyone could see clearly. Although it was only a minor injury, no one dared to hurt the princess's body. If you fell into my hands, I would definitely give you a thousand swords! Humph... Look at your extraordinary appearance and skills, it turns out that you are just a villain who dares not be a person."

Long Zhengyang also frowned suddenly and his voice became low: "What do you mean? Even if you hurt my sister in front of me, I still kept thinking about shirking you, but you... really disappointed me!"

Ye Wuchen glanced at him, then his eyes fell on Wu Shang's face, and said with a smile: "What if there were no scars on this good little princess' neck?"

"Then I dug my eyes!" Wu Shang shouted angrily!^-^^-^

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