Zhao Jie nodded and followed with Jia Fa.

Zhou Yan still arranged them in the previous courtyard. Zhao Jie felt a little familiar when he saw the courtyard just now. He looked at Zhou Yan with some surprise: "Master, my mother's things haven't been touched here, are you?

Is it specially reserved for us?"

This question stopped Zhou Yan. It was not like he had never been to this courtyard before. He came more frequently after his breakup with Lin Xing.

Every time he saw these things, he was always irritable and reluctant to part with them. After coming and going several times, the things inside were still in their original places.

"I rarely come here, and I don't take care of the things here." Zhou Yan said, "Which inn did you live in before? I asked Zhang Ping to go get it with you. It will be faster this way. We will be here soon.

It’s dinner time, don’t delay your meal.”

Zhao Jie nodded and left with Jia Fa and Zhang Ping.

As soon as they left, Zhou Miao went to the yard with his hind legs.

Zhou Yanben was still looking at Lin Xing's belongings. He thought Zhao Jie had forgotten something. After a pause, Zhao Jie didn't say anything. Then he turned around and saw Zhou Miao's expression was playful, his eyes falling on

On the items behind Zhou Yan, he asked: "This thing isn't yours, is it?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. If nothing happens, get out." Zhou Yan said coldly.

"My good brother, don't be so cruel." Zhou Miao smiled innocently with a baby face, "Let me guess who this thing belongs to? Is it the mother of the child who just left this yard, named... Lin

apricot?"

Suddenly, spiritual power exploded all over Zhou Yan's body, and he threw the folding fan in his hand violently. Fortunately, Zhou Miao dodged very quickly and was able to avoid the disaster.

Looking back again, he saw that the folding fan had been deeply embedded in the wall. Zhou Miao was horrified and his heartbeat was racing. After a while, he could barely suppress the waves in his heart.

He swallowed and said: "You have been full of hostility towards me and dad since you were a child. Does the whole world owe you?"

Zhou Yan ignored him. Communicating with such a person was like a waste of words. However, Zhou Miao refused and stopped in front of Zhou Yan: "Since you ignore me and dad, you don't need the Hou Mansion."

If you look like this, then you should withdraw from the inheritance rights of the Hou Mansion and stop carrying the name of the Crown Prince."

Zhou Yan still didn't say anything, he just raised his eyebrows slightly: "Go away, or not?"

He had no intention of talking to Zhou Miao about this. At least, he wasn't in that mood today.

After saying that, he pushed Zhou Miao's shoulders away and left the courtyard straight away.

Zhou Miao shouted behind him: "With all that said, don't you just want to occupy the position of the crown prince? I have Lin Xing's handle..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan's body stiffened a bit. He turned back and grabbed Zhou Miao's throat.

"Zhou Miao, let me warn you, I have some friendship with Lin Xing, but this is not the reason for you to threaten me."

Zhou Miao saw Zhou Yan's reaction. On the one hand, he felt that the air was thin, but on the other hand, he was secretly happy: "Is it just a bit of friendship? Since I was a child, this is the first time I have seen you act like this for a person. Even you

Kill me, and my men will still let the news out."

Zhou Miao's complexion turned purple, and his eyes turned black. He thought he was going to explain this, and he thought he was blocking the wrong road, but he didn't expect...

Zhou Yan suddenly let go of his hand.

Zhou Miao sat paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily. His throat was numb and painful, and his whole body was weak. It took him about half a quarter of an hour to finally regain his consciousness.

"It's not convenient here, let's go out and talk." Zhou Yan walked away with a puff of his sleeves. Zhou Miao stood up, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

He staggered out and followed Zhou Yan out, and the two of them came to the carriage.

Zhou Yan said in a cold voice: "Just say it here, what's your excuse?"

Zhou Miao didn't say anything, but took a pen and paper from the small table nearby. With a move of his fingertips, the shadow of bamboo was actually drawn on it.

The single character on the right is " apricot ".

"I believe you know whose veil this is." Zhou Miao put down the pen, placed the paper in front of Zhou Yan, and suddenly said, "No, this is not accurate enough. This veil is turquoise, but the ink and rice paper are

It’s black and light yellow, which really shouldn’t be the case.”

Zhou Miao shook his head and tried to take back the rice paper, but Zhou Yan grabbed his wrist: "What do you want?"

"I don't want to know what to do. There will be a banquet in the palace in half a month. At that time, you will give up your hereditary title and give up the position of prince to me." Zhou Miao sneered, "When the time comes, I will naturally give up Lin Xing.

I’ll give you my handkerchief.”

Zhou Miao's words were full of confidence that he had a chance to win.

Zhou Yan only responded lightly and gave Zhou Miao a kick. Zhou Miao rolled to the ground. Although he gritted his teeth, he was not in a hurry. He looked at Zhou Yan proudly, thinking that even if Zhou Yan gave up his position as the crown prince,

, but also to ruin Lin Xing’s reputation.

Why is Zhou Yan unclear about what he wants to do?

Although he agreed on the surface, he had already made a plan in his heart. At this moment, all he was thinking about was Lin Xing and so on.

If he doesn't like Lin Xing, then why does he care about Lin Xing?

He always thought that Lin Xing liked him, but this time Zhao Jie's trip to the capital, Lin Xing could have used this as an excuse to come...

The people who like him are calm and composed, but he, the person who is liked, is uneasy.

Although Zhou Yan was puzzled, he finally figured out one thing - he also had intentions for Lin Xing.

At present, Zhou Yan doesn't know how much this friendship is, but once he establishes his inner feelings, the awkward relationship between him and Lin Xing will be as clear as a mirror.

No wonder Lin Xing wanted to break up with him.

Zhou Yan was so excited that he seemed to understand instantly how to win back Lin Xing, but he didn't seem to know yet. While he was hesitating, someone suddenly kicked the carriage.

"Get off here!" The person who came was none other than Zhou Ke. He lifted up the curtain and stared at Zhou Yan as if he were looking at an enemy. "Why did Miao'er offend you? If you want to do such a murderous thing to him, I am

His father doesn't dare to beat him like this, so why do you?"

Zhou Ke kicked the carriage again: "Why don't you get off quickly? Do you want me to go up and pull you off myself?"

"Don't you think that only a biological father can deal with his son like this? How are you qualified to deal with me?" Zhou Yan asked back.

"You!" Zhou Ke was choked. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Jie rushing towards the Hou Mansion. He had a plan in his mind and sneered, "You are very powerful in martial arts. I can't do anything to you, but I always beat you."

Beat that boy!"

As Zhou Ke said, he was about to walk towards Zhao Jie.

Sure enough, a soft call came from behind.

"Wait!"

Zhou Ke turned around, and Zhou Yan was already standing on the ground: "Why should we involve others in the matter between us? Where to go."

As Zhou Miao said, Zhou Yan's weak spot is really Lin Xing's mother and son.
Chapter completed!