Deyang stepped into the room and saw Mr. Xiahou playing in a blink of an eye.

The desk of Mr. Xiahou's book is made of the worst yellow flowers and trees on the market. It is narrow and small, just a little bigger than the table where the couplets are written on the stalls outside. There is also a peeled candlestick in the corner of the book. The wax in the candlestick is not the bright red candle wax commonly used in the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles, but the lowest wax base on the market. It is usually the wax oil that flows out after the high-quality candle wax is burned out, and it is made again. Not only does the smell smell bad, it can easily overflow with a pungent smell, which makes the eyes hurt.

The Proton Mansion is poor, while the Yunqian Proton Mansion is the poorest among the Proton Mansions.

Deyang just glanced at it and saw the difficulties in Yun Qianfuzi's mansion. Even the things used by Prince Xiahou could not maintain the most basic face.

Mr. Xiahou had been fiddling with the copybook on the table, with a focused expression. His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if he was thinking about something. Even when Deyang came in, he never raised his eyes to look at him.

Deyang looked at the handsome young man under the candlelight and felt very regretful. He had indeed an unparalleled face. Unfortunately, he could only survive in this life under the protection of others and do nothing.

"Young Master, what are you looking at?" Deyang slowly walked to Xiahou Yongli, lowered his eyes and looked at the copybook on the table, and asked as gentle as water.

Mr. Xiahou ignored it and was still lying on the table, staring at the copybook on the table.

Deyang looked at the copybook placed in front of him and couldn't help but secretly praise it, with ups and downs, vigorous and powerful, as if the power was penetrated through the back of the paper, every word was escorted with unspeakable strength. It was indeed a rare copybook!

"Young Master can recognize it?" Deyang stared at Xiahou Yongli who was written on the copybook, his eyes slightly dimmed, and he asked softly.

Xiahou Yongli raised his eyes with empty eyes and stared at Deyang beside him in a daze.

As the candlelight jumped, his pair of dark and slightly empty pupils shone brightly, reflecting his handsome and unconventional appearance, and it seemed extraordinary and dazzling.

It was completely different from the numb and stupid person when he first met him, which made Deyang stunned.

Xiahou Yongli stared at the stunned woman in front of him with expressionless face. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were clear and bright, and her phoenix eyes were as pure as water. The look at him was not filled with a trace of the unique arrogance of a noble girl and her obsession with his appearance.

The room was quiet, and Xue Ling had already quietly put down the food box and pulled the servant out.

After a long time, Xiahou Yongli's lips opened slightly, and slowly spit out a dry and slightly deep word: "Li."

A word Li without any emotion pulled Deyang's thoughts back. Her watery eyes trembled slightly, and she quickly turned her eyes away and looked at the word Li on the table again.

After looking at the word Li carefully, Deyang showed up. The person who wrote the word Li seemed to be very angry at the word Li, as if he was filled with thunder and trembling. He wished he could completely smash the word Li. His aura was magnificent and his sharpness was revealed, but he was in a different way than the other three characters.

"Young Master recognizes the word "Li?" Deyang smiled slightly, and the room suddenly became full of flowers, like a bath in the morning sun.

Xiahou Yongli pursed his thin lips tightly, but he raised his eyes quietly. Under his slanted eyebrows, a pair of eyes with candlelight shining in the void stared straight at her.

Deyang's heart is sour and sad, forever, forever.

When he was sent to be a proton, the cruel father who was far away in Yun Qian would have thought he was dead, right?

Otherwise, how could he be given such a name?

This copybook is probably written by Mo Qingfeng. Only when he is as loyal as him can he be unable to control his anger when he writes the word "Li".
Chapter completed!