Chapter 291
“Your majesty, we’ve found it!” A middle-aged man in armor entered the royal study room, his voice filled with excitement and surprise.
The Mist Emperor stood up, and with a look of disbelief, helped the middle-aged man to his feet. “Honored Grand Tutor Liu, is this true?” Did you really find it? ” After so many years of disappointment, the Mist emperor was already on the verge of giving up. Unexpectedly, at this time, the person he had secretly sent to investigate the whereabouts of his youngest son, Grand Tutor Liu, was found.

The youngest prince was the grandson of his own family, while the favorite concubine in the palace was his daughter. He didn’t want his daughter to die and even lose his grandson. It was a good thing that the emperor had been searching for so many years. Because the Mist Emperor didn’t trust this, he had allowed Grand Tutor Liu to search in private. He didn’t expect that after so many years, there would finally be news.

“Your majesty, this is absolutely true!” Right now, his Liu estate was already on the decline. If this person was his grandson favored by the emperor, then the Liu estate would definitely be as glorious as it was before.

Letting out a breath of relief, the Mist Emperor quickly asked, “Then where is my son? Hurry up and recruit her into the palace! ”

Tutor Liu hurriedly bowed and said, “Your Majesty, this isn’t appropriate!” “After all, his identity has not been confirmed. Moreover, he has been living in the outside world for so many years and we have heard that he has some kind of influence. If we were to summon him into the palace directly, it would definitely alert everyone in the palace!”

The palace had never been lacking in struggles, and today, it was especially obvious in the Mist Country. Not to mention that the Mist Emperor was currently undecided. If he were to suddenly get involved with the seventh prince, it would definitely arouse suspicion. The Mist Emperor did not wish to be assassinated without confirming the identity of the seventh prince.

“I will personally go see Seventh Imperial Son!” The Fog Emperor spoke with determination. After all, it was no small matter for the emperor to leave the palace, not to mention the fact that the Mist emperor had secretly left the palace. After all, it was no small matter for the emperor to leave the palace, not to mention the fact that the Mist emperor had secretly left the palace.

At this time, Han Xuanhao was lying asleep in the highest room of the biggest inn in the Mist Country’s capital, the Ye Clan. At this time, Little Jun walked in. No, he could no longer be called Little Rascal. This was because Little Rascal had already been bestowed the surname Han. This was the Little Rascal that stood by Han Xuanhao’s side.

This matter was very ordinary. On that day, Shang unintentionally watched Ye Yi Zhe and Han Xuan Hao, and felt that the two of them were too casual about naming their subordinates. It was too much of a hindrance to the prestige of the two great generals. It was also on that day that Ye Yizhi directly gave his subordinates the name ‘Night Bag’, and Han Xuanhao immediately followed up with a name of ‘Cold Night’. The two of them were still as lazy as ever. Even giving a new name, Night Walker, only had one surname added on, but for Nightbag and Han, only their master’s surname was given to them. This was something to be proud of.

“High Lord, the Mist Emperor has left the palace and is now heading to the inn!” After all, in the past few days, the Sovereign had been staying in the inn because he had to wait for the Mist Emperor to take the bait. From time to time, a woman would hook the High Lord’s soul and approach the High Lord, and these days, the High Lord didn’t even know how many people he had dug out of their eyes. Compared to before, his cruel actions hadn’t changed at all.

Han Xuanhao lazily got up and sat on the red carved bed as if he had no bones. His long, loose hair covered his face slightly, but one could still see the dust in front of him. He could not sleep well without Shang.

“Oh?” Had he finally arrived? This sovereign wants to kill someone! ” His voice was oily and cold.

Han lowered his head in silence. What did he want to do? Did the High Lords kill too few people these past few days? These days, the High Lords had to personally go and take care of the country’s missions. Every day they would return reeking of blood. Han Feng only felt that the amount of people a High Lord had killed was enough to build a small mountain.

“Ai, I wonder if Xin Er has been thinking about me recently? I’m sure you won’t be able to sleep well without me around! ” Han Xuanhao talked to himself for a long time but did not leave Shang Wuxin. Suddenly, he asked, “Where is Whitey?”

Because of Han Xuanhao’s playful personality, Shang Wuxin stuffed Little White into Han Xuanhao’s luggage without a care. However, after Han Xuanhao brought Little White into Mist Country, the little guy ran off somewhere, and Han Xuanhao almost forgot about it.

“The kitchen!” Han only wiped the sweat off his forehead. He could tell that Whitey was as hard to serve as the High Lords; the day before, he ran into a mansion and grabbed the undergarment belonging to the young miss of that pavilion, then spread the rumor of a rapist. Yesterday, he ran into the Courtesan Belle’s room in the Star Pavilion and scratched Hua Kui’s face. Today, they actually went to the kitchen of the inn and made a mess. Luckily, this was the Ye Family’s inn, otherwise, there would definitely be a lot of people catching Lil ‘White.

“The kitchen?” Han Xuanhao said in dissatisfaction, “Didn’t you go to steal food again? Hurry and bring it to this sovereign! ”

However, after a while, Han only carried the full Whitey into the room. Whitey was about to jump onto the bed after being put down, but was kicked away by Han Xuanhao with a disdainful voice. “You want to get into my bed like this?”

Little White is jumping in the water, but seeing that Han Xuanhao can only obediently clean the tub and then go forward to wipe Little White clean, Han Xuanhao picked up Little White and gently threw him into the tub, saying in a creepy voice, “This sovereign will meet a lot of people these days. If I meet someone who dares to come close to me, you go up and bite me, okay? This noble one must guard and wait for my son! ”

Although this big bad guy was bad, its master seemed to like this big bad guy. When he left, its master told it to protect the big bad guy, so it turned its fox-like eyes and agreed.

“Dong, dong, dong!” Knock! Knock! Knock!

Han had only walked through the inner room to the outer room when he saw the two men outside. With a single glance, he could tell that these two were distinguished people. Han only knew that the man in front of them was the Emperor of the Mist Country, and the man in green clothes behind him was the Imperial Tutor Liu of the Mist Country.

“May I ask what business you two have with me?” Han only said coldly. Although his mistress was an enchanting, beautiful man, Han only had a cold face. After all, there were a few assassins like Han Xuanhao.

Tutor Liu quickly spoke up, “Is the young master’s master here? This old man is accompanying my old master to find your Young Master, I hope that Young Master can let me know! ” The Mist Emperor didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to pass down the knowledge of when he met someone, but when he thought about whether it was his own son or his own son whom he hadn’t seen for years, he held himself back.

Han only nodded his head before suddenly closing the door. This not only caused the Mist emperor’s expression to turn ugly, but even Martial Tutor Liu’s expression turned ugly. After all, being shut out of doors was a disgrace to one’s reputation, not to mention the fact that one of the people standing outside was the most respected person in the Mist Country.

“Your majesty, Seventh Prince hasn’t returned in many years and doesn’t know his own identity. I also don’t know the emperor’s identity, so please don’t get angry, your majesty!” Grand Tutor Liu hastened to plead on behalf of the Seventh Prince. If the Seventh Prince were to lose the Emperor’s heart before he was taken back to the palace, what hope would he have after so many years?

The Mist emperor waved his hand. Although his expression was still unsightly, he seemed to have let bygones be bygones. Grand Tutor Liu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. At this time, Han only opened the door and respectfully extended his right hand towards the two. “High Lord, please!”

The title of High Lord was actually very strange, but it was called in all seriousness and no one could guess Han Xuanhao’s identity even if they beat him to death. This also caused Han Xuanhao to call himself a prince but no one doubted him.

The moment the Misty Emperor and Imperial Tutor Liu entered the room, they sucked in a breath of cold air. The man sitting there was simply too beautiful! Han Xuanhao was dressed in a fine robe, which was red to the point where it seemed dark, like flowing blood. He was sitting on the soft couch, looking boneless, gentle and alluring, yet he didn’t dare to let anyone near him. He was like a heavenly fiend, a man who was obviously weak to the point of being feminine yet had to let out a breath of cold air.

“You two are?” Han Xuanhao, who was still holding Little White, asked carelessly.

He only knew that she was an extremely enchanting and beautiful woman. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have doted on her for so many years, but at this moment, the Mist Emperor finally knew that there was a man who was as beautiful as him. Could this be his Mother?

“Child, royal father has been looking for you for a long time!” Grand Tutor Liu explained the entire situation to Han Xuanhao while the latter was feeling sad. After speaking for a long time, Han Xuanhao seemed to understand the meaning behind the words.

“You said that you are this sovereign’s royal father?” After all, no one could call themselves the real body in front of the Mist emperor. However, thinking about how this child had been left behind for so many years without any manners, he decided to put up with it.

“Of course, you’re royal father’s seventh son!” The Mist Emperor happily said, “Father has been looking for you for a long time. The Emperor will not disappoint you. In the future, Father will make it up to you so that you can become the most respected prince of the Mist Country!”

Grand Tutor Liu was sitting by the side and listening happily. He hurriedly added, “Seventh Prince is truly blessed. His Imperial Majesty has never forgotten this for so many years!”

Han Xuanhao had already lost his patience when he heard the two of them talking like they were playing a joke. However, he had to help Shang when he thought of his identity. One must know that people in the martial arts world did not like dealing with people from the imperial court.

“How can you all be so sure that I’m the Seventh Prince?” After all, I was an orphan for so many years that I did not even know my own identity! ” Han Xuan Hao said as if he had hit the nail on the head. His attitude made the Mist Emperor trust him a little.

“You have a birthmark on your back that only me and Tutor Liu know!” Now, just by looking at the birthmark on your back, I can tell whether you are my son or not! ” The Mist Emperor laughed as he spoke, but felt that this son of his was too beautiful.

Although it was clearly planned, the thought of doing it in front of others to expose his own back made Huan Mo Che very unhappy. His beautiful back was only willing to let Xin’er see it, not these two old bastards.

Eh? Why did the air suddenly turn cold?

Han Xuanhao removed his loose robe from the two of them, but only exposed his back, which was not exposed to the crowd. However, his back alone was shocking to the two of them, since the woman’s back was not that beautiful, if she was a woman, then it would be a scene of chaos.

The birthmark on their backs was displayed in front of the two. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a birthmark, but it wasn’t a fake. They all let out a breath of relief.

Han Xuanhao immediately pulled up his clothes. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he turned around to ask, “Am I your prince?”

“Yes!” Yes! You are the son that I have been searching for many years. Child, follow me back to the palace! ” The Fog Emperor laughed as he spoke, but Huan Mo Che remained unmoved. Looking at the Fog Emperor in such a manner caused his heart to thump loudly.

“This sovereign has been fatherless for so many years, if you want this sovereign to enter the palace, that’s fine. However, there are some things that I hope that royal father can agree to from this sovereign ¡­” Whether these conditions were his own or not, he could live his own life as he pleased. Although the Mist Emperor found these conditions somewhat inconceivable, he did not know why the Mist Emperor had agreed so quickly. This made him feel that there were things he had not investigated thoroughly yet.