Ye Family’s son (I)

"Master! Madam … Young Master, we saw Young Master! "

Two people dressed like servants ran in at the same time, panting. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they began to shout. The continuous shouts spread throughout the Ye Mansion. Even the guards who were usually as quiet as a rock and looked straight ahead looked at each other in dismay. Their faces revealed a look of disbelief. He had disappeared for more than a year. Everyone knew that he had been killed. Could it be that these guesses were false?

A figure suddenly rushed out of the Yeh family's backyard. He walked quickly to the two people and picked them up with each hand. He stared at them and said fiercely, "What did you say? Say it again! If you dare to fool me, believe it or not, I will kill you right now. "

This was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His face was fair and beardless. It was easy to imagine that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. He lightly grabbed the two people by their collars as if he were carrying two chicks instead of two people. His body was surrounded by a murderous aura. This aura was not something that one was born with. It could only be formed after going through countless battles and staining his hands with blood. At this time, it was released inadvertently. The frightening aura carried a faint smell of blood. The two people's faces turned ashen. For a moment, they did not even dare to breathe.

"It's Young Master … We just saw a person who looked exactly like Young Master on the street … Maybe … Maybe Young Master has returned …" The person on the left stuttered. As a servant of the Ye Mansion, he naturally knew the terrifying power of this General Ye. Since the disappearance of Young Master, his temper had obviously become irritable. The servants in front of him all kept quiet out of fear, not daring to say a word.

After Ye Wei, two people also hurriedly walked over. The one in the front was a woman in her thirties, who seemed to be in her thirties — Ye Wei's wife, Wang Wenshu, the daughter of the Royal Preceptor Wang Bo. The one behind her was an old man with a dignified expression and white hair. His aged body was faintly emitting an iron-blooded aura. He was none other than Ye Nu of the Yeh family, who could shake the entire Heavenly Dragon City with a single stomp of his foot.

"Tell me, where is he?" Wang Wenshu rushed forward and asked in a trembling voice. In his excitement, he did not know where to place his hands.

That person hurriedly said, "Madam … is near the Dreamy Smoky Pavilion."

As soon as his voice fell, Wang Wenshu, who hadn't stepped out of the house for a long time, rushed to the door. She didn't even have time to say another word. Ye Wei put down the two of them and looked at his father behind him. Ye Nu's expression was solemn. He sighed softly and said, "It should be someone similar."

He sighed, but anyone could hear the excitement in his voice. He was giving himself and his son a heads-up, because the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If he were to admit his mistake, the surprise would turn into another blow.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached. It was a young man in his twenties with a calm expression and sharp eyes. Behind him was a person dressed like a follower. Before he got close, he said loudly, "Grandfather, Adoptive Father, I heard that Little Brother Wuchen has returned. Is it true?"

Ye Nu shook his head, "It should be someone similar. Otherwise, why wouldn't he return home … Yun 'er, let's go and take a look."

When Old Man Ye walked out of the Ye Mansion, this old man, who had always been calm and collected in the face of a million-strong army, actually tripped over the threshold. Even the slightest bit of hope was still hope. After all, they hadn't found their only son, but no one had found or seen his corpse either.

As for the missing son of the Yeh family, his name was also Ye Wuchen. On the day he was born, there was a full moon in the sky, but there were no stars. Old Man Ye was overjoyed with his grandson, so he named him Wuchen.

If he had another chance to name him, he would rather name him "Wubing", "Wuji", or "Wuque".

At this moment, the tense atmosphere in front of the Dreamy Smoky House had mostly disappeared. The young man who had held the princess hostage was now holding the white-haired girl's waist with one hand and the little princess's neck with the other, chatting. Every time he asked a question, the little princess would answer obediently, looking like an obedient girl. How could she not be afraid of this person who had slashed her neck and made her cry in pain? It was just that compared to before, her panic was clearly much fainter.

However, the princess's precious body, although she was only 13 years old, was not something a man could touch. Just this alone was enough to sentence him to death, but compared to the previous kidnapping and injury, this was nothing.

Long Zheng Yang's heart was filled with complex emotions, and he desperately tried to think of a way to resolve this situation. Everything else was fine, but he had clearly cut the little princess's neck. Everyone present had seen it clearly. If it was passed to the Emperor Father, even if he wanted to exonerate him, he would not be able to do anything.

Wu Shang walked behind Long Zheng Yang and glared at Ye Wuchen as he said in a low voice, "Your Highness."

Long Zheng Yang waved his hand and walked over to the palanquin as he bitterly smiled, "Brother Ye, you're not giving me any face at all. Kidnapping her was fine, and I thought you were just putting on an act. Who would have thought that you'd actually hurt my little sister. Ai ~ How can I accept this?"

"Oh?" Ye Wuchen laughed as he slowly said, "I was just playing around with little sister Phoenix. Little sister Phoenix is so cute and obedient, how could I hurt her?"

"You bastard!" Wu Shang's eyebrows furrowed as flames of anger rose within him. If it wasn't for the fact that the little princess was still in his hands, he would have slashed Long Zheng Yang in half. "First, you disobeyed orders, then kidnapped the princess. Then, you dared to injure the princess's precious body, and now, you dare to deny it?"

"Is that so?" Ye Wuchen coldly looked at him as he gently stroked the little princess's neck, causing her to feel weak. "Then may I ask where I injured the little princess?"

Wu Shang coldly replied, "Everyone saw that you slashed the princess's neck. Although it was only a light wound, no one has ever dared to hurt the princess's precious body. If you fall into my hands, I'll definitely return the favor a thousand times over! Hmph … it seems that you're quite skilled, but it seems that you're just a coward who doesn't dare to admit what you've done. "

Long Zheng Yang frowned as he said in a low voice, "What's the meaning of this? Even though you hurt my little sister right in front of me, I've been trying to find an excuse for you, but you … you've completely disappointed me! "

Ye Wuchen looked at him, then at Wu Shang as he said with a smile that didn't seem like a smile, "So what if there wasn't a wound on this little princess's neck?"

"Then I'll dig out my own eyes!" Wu Shang roared! ^-^^-^