"I have to ask." Yuan Qingling looked at him, "If you don't ask, don't you worry?"

That is indeed worrying, Yu Wenhao thought.

The carriage returned to the palace. After entering the house, Yu Wenhao asked someone to invite the Fourth Master to go to the study first. He wanted to go there immediately, but seeing his embarrassed appearance, he went back to the house and changed his clothes, dressing up very handsomely. Yuan Qing's appearance made Ling Hao very angry.

Yu Wenhao defended awkwardly, "The visitor is a guest. You can't be too shabby and embarrassed when meeting a guest."

Yuan Qingling said angrily: "Go away!"

Yu Wenhao left Xiaoyue Pavilion in despair and headed to the study.

The fourth master was already waiting inside. Just now, Rong Yue informed him first. He didn't say anything, but just punched Rong Yue's lawlessly beautiful face.

When Yu Wenhao entered, he saw the Fourth Master sitting quietly on a chair, dressed in white clothes and fluttering like an immortal. His hair was still obediently draped behind him, slightly revealing his beautiful white neck.

Yu Wenhao habitually closed the door after he came in, but when he thought about what he was going to talk about later, he felt that closing the door was not appropriate, so he opened the door.

"Your Highness!" Fourth Master spoke first and called him.

Yu Wenhao clasped his hands behind his back, hummed, walked over sanctimoniously, and sat on the chair opposite the fourth master. The two looked at each other from a distance, and both immediately averted their eyes.

Yu Wenhao felt that as a man, he shouldn't be so coquettish, so he coughed hard as a prelude, "The Fourth Master is the master of the Lenglang Clan?"

The fourth master raised his eyes, feeling filled with sadness. He had concealed his identity for so many years.

"Yes, I didn't mean to hide it, but there was no need to say it." Fourth Master also cleared his throat and replied.

Yu Wenhao coughed louder, "Um...that Rong Yue said, the fourth master is...well, that's what he means to me...?"

The fourth master's hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, and he lowered his eyes to see the exquisite embroidery on his clothes. Every stitch and thread was extremely particular, and the embroidery patterns were complicated. What caught his eyes was like the messy threads in his mind. group.

There was no expression on his face and he didn't speak. He just nodded with great difficulty.

At this juncture, it cannot be said that he is here to kill his wife.

In comparison, this is easier to admit.

When Yu Wenhao saw him nodding, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to adjust his collar and brushed his hair. He smiled awkwardly rather than politely and said, "I...got married."

Fourth Master turned his head and looked at the door. The door was only a foot away from him. He could rush to the door in one step and escape.

However, in the end, he could only sit on the chair like a wooden man, suffering what he thought was the most difficult moment in his life.

However, on this occasion, when the prince said that sentence, he always had to reply. After thinking about it, he didn't have the right words, so he could only respond lightly, "I don't care."

Yu Wenhao looked up at him in astonishment. The fourth master also felt that he had said something that was more misleading. He actually wanted to say that it didn't matter whether you got married or not. He didn't care.

He raised his head to explain, and when their eyes met, goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
Chapter completed!