The wooden stick with a fish in the prince's hand fell into the fire with a slam. He seemed to be startled and tried to lower his head to pick it up, but as soon as he reached out, the man beside him grabbed his wrist.

The prince then reacted.

He looked down at the fish falling in the fire, then looked up at Chen Feng, looking a little at a loss.

The man looked at Chen Feng's eyes, and his cold hands moved along the prince's wrist to his palm, and then linked his five fingers.

Chen Feng's eyes stared at their hands that were intertwined.

His eyes were so hot and obvious that the prince felt that his skin was a little hot when he was staring at him. Two identical people appeared in front of him. The prince felt a strange feeling rising, and he subconsciously broke away from the hand of the man next to him.

Chen Feng walked over deep and shallowly, and he stood in front of the prince and reached out to grab the prince.

"Aye." Chen Feng called him in a hoarse voice.

The prince shook his hand away, took a step back, and looked at him with some vigilance: "Who are you?"

"Two days ago when you and the Fire Dragon went to catch wild boars, I went to pick up firewood, but I fell into the pit and fainted. You had already left when I woke up." Chen Feng's eyes moved to the face of the man who looked the same as him and said coldly, "It turns out that you left me because someone pretended to be a fake."

The man opposite was silent for a while, looked up at Chen Feng, and said calmly: "It's a good make-up."

The princess beside her exclaimed, looking at the show.

The landing star and the little tree spirit looked nervous. Their eyes moved around the faces of the two Chen Fengs, and they really couldn't tell which one was real or which one was fake.

"Aye." The man next to the prince turned his head and looked at the prince, reached out and gently rubbed the black and gray on his cheeks. He said in a deep voice, "Don't believe his lies, I'm the real one."

The prince knocked off the hand that the man put on his face, then looked up at Chen Feng, his eyes moved down, and landed on his legs: "I just saw you limping, what's wrong with your legs."

...He was still worried about me.

Chen Feng smiled with his eyes bent, and he looked at the prince with a gentle tone: "I'm afraid I can't catch up with you, so I used a bone on my toe to establish a contract with the bone-winged horse so that it can bring me to you."

Hearing the name of Bone Wing Horse, the Landing Star and the Tree Spirit exclaimed, and then came together to whisper.

The prince's eyebrows frowned almost inaudible.

"Aye." Chen Feng held the prince's hand, his dark eyes looked at the prince, his voice was warm and soft, with some hot summer expectations, "Look at me, do you really not recognize me?"

The prince's expression was blank for a moment, and he seemed a little confused.

"Aye, I am the real Chen Feng." Another man held the prince's other hand.

The prince suddenly frowned irritably, and he shook the hands of the two men at the same time and took a step back.

"I have a way." The ground star next to him suddenly raised his hand and said, "I and the little tree spirit have encountered such a thing before!"

The little tree spirit also thought: "Are you talking about the true or false Princess Rollman?"

"Yeah, yeah!" The Earth Star responded, "At that time, there was a maid pretending to be Princess Rollman, but in the end, luckily we saw it through! Otherwise, the maid would marry the prince."

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He obviously had a very disgusting face, but the prince felt a sudden twitch in his heart. He didn't know where this inexplicable emotion came from, so his eyes became colder and colder: "Do you want me to kill you now?"

Chen Feng glanced at the slightly trembling sword across his chest and suddenly laughed.

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He stared straight into the prince's eyes and said, "You don't want to kill me because you can't be sure I'm 100% not me."

"You are Angli, I'm sure," said the prince.

Chen Feng pointed to the sword in his chest and said with a smile: "Then why not stab it, why should hesitate?"

The prince himself didn't know why he was hesitating.

Perhaps it is because the "two Chen Fengs" can tell the fact that the branches and leaves on the little tree spirit's head can crack the counterfeiting technique.

Perhaps it was because Chen Feng in front of him that when he saw himself turning into Angli, the emotions flashed through his eyes were even more shocked than him.

Maybe... maybe it was because of this person's smile and his tone looked more like Chen Feng than Chen Feng beside him.

"Since you have doubts in your heart, why not verify your doubts?" Chen Feng said.

The prince closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He lowered his sword, then looked up at the man in front of him and said, "Okay, I will verify my suspicion again in the end."

The prince threw away the sword, replaced it with a dagger, and then took blood from Chen Feng and the man's fingertips, dripping it into two porcelain bowls.

The real Chen Feng's blood will hurt him.

After doing all this, he was ready to reach out to try.

"Add some water to dilute," Chen Feng said, "or it will hurt."

The prince hesitated for a while, and finally listened to his advice.

Next to it is the lake. The prince took some water and put it in two small plates. The bright red and thick blood turned into a light pink color.

When the prince took out his two fingers from the blood, his left finger was unscathed, but his right finger appeared a layer of charred black.

And what he touched Chen Feng's blood with his left hand.

The prince looked up at Chen Feng, his expression as cold as ice: "What else do you have to say? Angli."

Chen Feng stared blankly at his left hand, then looked down at the blood on his fingertips, and his brain was blank for a moment.

Another man looked at the charred black on the prince's fingertips, frowned, held the prince's hand, and said, "Since it was confirmed for the first time that he was a fake, there was no need to hurt himself in order to convince him."

"It's okay," said the prince, "It doesn't hurt very much after adding water."

"But I feel sorry for me." The man chuckled softly, "But it's fine, this kind of wound will be cured by kissing you."

After saying that, he lowered his head, stretched out his tongue, and wanted to lick the prince's wound.

Somehow, looking at the scarlet tip of "Chen Feng" and looking at their expressions coldly, the prince suddenly felt his hair standing up, spreading from his wrists to his whole body like waves.

He suddenly pulled out his hand: "...No need, it's not serious."

Since he and Chen Feng accidentally kissed him and Chen Feng on the back of the Fire Dragon on the first day, he and Chen Feng have made some intimate actions.

However, it was strange that Chen Feng was much more restrained than before, and he never touched him again, so he was almost a little cold. It was only after this fake Chen Feng appeared in front of him that Chen Feng suddenly became very enthusiastic to him, as if he wanted to show it to others on purpose.

For some reason, the prince felt that in front of Angli, who pretended to be Chen Feng and was finally exposed, he felt uncomfortable holding hands with Chen Feng, let alone kissing him.

"It's getting late, go pack up your things, let me deal with Angli's affairs." The man said to the prince.

The prince nodded and said, "Okay."

Chen Fengmeng looked at the man step by step towards him with expressionless expression, and then stopped.

Chen Feng was taller than Angli, so the man looked at him at the condescending angle.

He chuckled softly, leaned into Chen Feng's ear, and said in a voice that others could not hear:

"Chen Feng, you can recognize Ye Jiming who pretends to be me at a glance, but after we have been together for so many days, your little prince has not noticed anything wrong at all. Even if you stand in front of him, he can't recognize you."

The man paused for a moment, his voice drew a very pleasant smile, like mockery and teasing.

"Do you think he really loves you?"
Chapter completed!