who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

This is the only thought in Ye Yao's head when he opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was not the familiar simple ceiling, but the more luxurious golden tiles and a gorgeous chandeliers.

I'm...

Oh, I'm in the palace. Ye Yao finally remembered.

Sit up slowly, Ye Yao rubbed his cheeks to make himself more awake.

I cleaned up myself well, then put on a set of clothes that were just formal clothes, and stood in front of the full-body mirror.

Yoxi! Today is another day full of vitality!

Today, I remember that it seemed to be... Ye Yao touched his chin and began to think.

Well, I want to see the Emperor of Snow Night once, right? I have to give my viscount title to him personally.

Then someone will deliver other things to me specifically.

Then, it seems nothing is going to happen.

OK, then that's it, let's fill yourself up first.

Thinking of this, Ye Yao walked out of his dormitory with great strides.

As soon as he left the door, he saw Xue Qinghe who was already eating breakfast slowly.

Hum? You ask why Xue Qinghe had breakfast at Ye Yao?

Of course, that’s because Ye Yao lives in the Prince’s bedroom!

No one thinks that the prince’s bedroom only has one room to sleep, right?

No, no.

Originally, guests like Ye Yao should live in the same place, but Ye Yao had something to do with Xue Qinghe, so he casually ordered and changed Ye Yao's residence to his bedroom.

Of course, this is not impossible.

However, once the prince gets married, Ye Yao must leave, otherwise it will be very inappropriate...

However, the prince's wedding...

Nowadays, there are not many resources, so don’t want lilies...

"Get up? Then come and have breakfast quickly. We will go to see our father again." Xue Qinghe sipped the soup and said lightly.

"Oh? Is the royal dish? That's really a bit touching." Ye Yao smiled and walked to the opposite Xueqing River to sit down.

"Oh oh oh..." Ye Yao suddenly screamed.

"What are you doing? Suddenly you scream like a rooster?" Xue Qinghe frowned and wiped away the soup stains that accidentally splashed on his white clothes with a handkerchief.

"Is this tofu just..." Ye Yao carefully looked at a small bowl of white tofu in front of him.

According to legend, the tofu in the palace is different from that in the folk. It takes at least three days to boil it in low heat and completely taste it, so it can be considered as a perfect result.

"I just heard of it before, but it's the first time I've experienced it myself." Ye Yao couldn't help but sigh, then slowly scooped up a spoonful of tofu and slowly put it into his mouth.

Because he kept his head down throughout the whole process, he did not see Xue Qinghe's eyes as if he was looking at a fool.

"Oh, this smell is really..." Ye Yao subconsciously wanted to praise.

But, it seems that the situation is a little wrong?

How does this taste...

"It's not much different from what I ate before?" Ye Yao asked in confusion.

The taste is better than what he had eaten before, but the difference between what he expected was still a bit big.

"What do you want to make a difference?" Xue Qinghe said expressionlessly.

"It shouldn't be that kind. As soon as you eat it into your mouth, your taste immediately explodes, and then..." Ye Yao recalled the performance of tasting food in those delicious foods in his previous life.

Xue Qinghe covered his forehead in pain. He felt deeply that his original choice was really wrong.

Xue Qinghe stood up, turned around and walked out, he wanted to be quiet.

"What's wrong with this woman..." Ye Yao said with some confusion as he ate breakfast bite.

"But, there is no difference between these. Really, I thought the royal dishes would be more special..." Ye Yao murmured.

Although he was thinking this way, Ye Yao's movements on his mouth were not slow at all.

Not long after, Ye Yao gently wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and went out to find Xue Qinghe.

"Are we going to meet Emperor Xue Ye now?" Ye Yao asked.

Xue Qinghe nodded slightly and said, "Well, come with me, my father has limited time, don't miss the time."

Then, Xue Qinghe led the way in front, and Ye Yao followed closely behind.

Twenty minutes later...

"Aren't we here yet?" Ye Yao couldn't help asking.

"It's almost done." Xue Qinghe said calmly.

"You said so five minutes ago." Ye Yao sighed, feeling helpless.

"Also, why are these palaces so similar? Wouldn't you get lost?" Ye Yao looked at the surrounding buildings with the same style and similar shapes, and said in a daze.

He is a bit of a road tycoon. Now the palace is so big, and it looks almost the same...

Just the corner I just walked, if Xue Qinghe hadn't repeatedly emphasized that he had done nothing wrong, Ye Yao would have felt that they were going around in circles.

I've seen that corner five times?

No, it seems that you can't just wander around by yourself in the future, otherwise you will really get lost in this palace. Ye Yao thought to himself.

Xue Qinghe completely ignored him, but led the way in front of him.

After about five minutes, Xue Qinghe stopped, looked at the hall in front of him, and whispered: "We're here."

"This is..." Ye Yao raised his head and looked around.

"Well, this is where the father's office works." Xue Qinghe explained.

"Let's go, don't let your father wait for a long time."

"Um."

When I walked to the entrance of the hall, a servant immediately came up to me.

"Your Highness, Prince." The attendant said respectfully.

"Yes." Xue Qinghe tapped his chin and asked, "Is Father inside?"

"Here, please ask His Highness the Crown Prince, this is..." The attendant turned his gaze to Ye Yao on the side.

Ye Yao looked at the attendant and smiled at him.

"This is my newly recruited guest minister for the royal family. I will bring him to see his father once." Xue Qinghe explained.

"Oh, so that's it. This little friend is so young and promising." The attendant suddenly realized and then smiled kindly at Ye Yao.

"It's too good." Ye Yao said, and at the same time, he looked at this servant who seemed to be the same as an ordinary old man in his sixties, and his eyes froze.

The attendant looked at Ye Yao in surprise, smiled friendly, and then looked at Xueqing River: "Your Highness, then I'll go in and report..."

"Then I'll be working hard." Xue Qinghe said.

"The responsibility of the inner responsibilities." The attendant smiled, then turned around and walked slowly into the inner hall.

Ye Yao watched the attendant leave, hesitated for a moment, but still approached Xue Qinghe and asked in a low voice: "This attendant..."

"He, although he was nominally a servant, in fact, he was a guest minister of the royal family and was personally recruited by his father when he was young. He was loyal to his father. Over the years, he had at least three final attacks on his father. His father did not treat him with the attitude of his servants, and I also respect him."

"No wonder..." Ye Yao suddenly realized, no wonder this servant didn't look humble in treating the prince, and Xue Qinghe was extremely polite in his attitude towards him.

"Guest Master... In this way, his strength should be very strong?" Ye Yao asked.

However, this is also nonsense. How could the person who can stop the assassination of Emperor Xueye many times be weak?

Not to mention, just now, the man released a little breath to sense Ye Yao, and Ye Yao sensed the huge soul power.

"I don't know the specific strength, this has always been a mystery in the royal family." Xue Qinghe shook his head and said.

"However, according to my speculation, he is at least a soul saint level, and he is a high-level soul saint, and he is also a very strong combat power. Even Conra is not impossible..."

"Is it possible that it is the titled Douluo?" Ye Yao couldn't help asking.

"Titled Douluo? It's impossible. Do you really think that Titled Douluo is a cabbage?" Xue Qinghe rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"How could a peak powerhouse like the titled Douluo, how could he wish to stay here in obscurity for ten years!" Xue Qinghe shook his head.

"There are so many titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall because they have the conditions and resources to keep. But our royal family... is still a lot worse."
To be continued...