Ye Yimu stood lightly on the path next to the prince's mansion, thinking about whether to sneak in

She has also inquired about this prince these days. I have to say that this prince has an extraordinary status in Jinxi Country.

The words and actions made have a significant impact on Jinxi. I heard that Jinxi has become the largest country. His contribution is to be said to be very powerful.

This is comparable to Leng Zitian's reputation in Zunnan, but he did not have any negative reviews...

In Jinxi, he exists like an emperor. I heard that the emperor likes him very much, and the people also regard him as a god.

God? Ye Yimu was depressed. How many times have I heard an adjective to describe a person?

Just such a person, why would Baili Qing say that he is dangerous? And let himself be careful of him?…

After a few short seconds passed, Ye Yimu made up her mind. She took a deep breath, leaped lightly, and jumped into the prince's mansion.

From time to time, a petite figure can be seen rushing around in the magnificent prince's mansion.

Ye Yimu carefully inquired that there were not many guards in the Prince's Mansion, but it could be seen that none of them were simple warriors.

There is no exact destination, Ye Yimu can only explore based on his feelings

Finally, a rustling sound came, and Ye Yimu stopped

She looked up and looked in the direction of the sound. Leng Zizhe's figure appeared in the pavilion, holding up a stroke and was drawing something.

"Since I'm here, let's enjoy the paintings I have carefully drawn together." Leng Zizhe smiled, glanced at the corner of his eyes in the direction where Ye Yimu was hiding, and spoke gently

"I haven't seen each other for a year, His Highness King Zhe seems to be living a good life, and his life is even more exciting."

Ye Yimu stood up from the jungle beside the path and walked towards the pavilion. He couldn't see clearly the expression on her face at this moment, but there was a hint of thought in her tone.

"It's not bad. It's because I want to see you, Yimu, so I force myself to have more rights and deserve you, right?"

Leng Zizhe didn't seem to understand Ye Yimu's somewhat sarcastic tone. He was indifferent and said gently with a smile.

Becoming closer and closer to Leng Zizhe, Ye Yimu suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart

She looked at Leng Zizhe faintly, and an indescribable dangerous feeling surged into her heart. She had the idea of ​​leaving immediately.

"Come on, this is what I painted you, is it beautiful? I think it's still not as beautiful as you are," Leng Zizhe continued to say gently.

He looked at Ye Yimu, from head to toe, from eyes to expression, without missing a single place...

The smile on his face didn't feel fake at all, and his calm attitude made Ye Yimu feel uncomfortable

It's not like disgusting goose bumps, nor is it like fake gentle tone, it's a feeling of uneasiness that can't tell the truth or falsehood

Ye Yimu controlled the uneasiness in his heart, looked at the portrait lightly, and glanced at Leng Zizhe in the corner of his eyes, and spoke without any emotion.

"Why are you here? What is your purpose? What is your relationship with Prince Jinxi?"

Leng Zizhe looked at her calmly and suddenly showed a very gentle smile

Then he gently raised his hand and picked up Ye Yimu's hair and said with a gentle expression.

"Didn't I say it? For you, my skeleton"

For some reason, Ye Yimu wanted to reach out and pat Leng Zizhe's hand and leave here, but his hands and feet were no longer in control.

She could only look at Leng Zizhe's gentle movements silently, with a expressionless face...

A few seconds later, Leng Zizhe pulled his hand back. Just after he pulled his hand back, Ye Yimu quickly flashed to the side and said coldly to him.
Chapter completed!