The Captivating Crown Prince

Chapter 28.5 — Mountain Lodge

A handful of thousand-people troops rode along a secluded pathway. As for why they chose a pathway, that was because they needed to avoid being sighted. Furthermore, everyone knew that if they approached the south in an grand and imposing manner, they would likely get ambushed and separated before they could reach their destination.

“Crown Prince, there is an inn ahead. Will we be resting in the inn tonight?” Leng Yu Feng returned on his horse. They’d already traveled for 3 days and stayed overnight in the forest for all three.

Although nobody didn’t really mind, after seeing the pale crown prince, Leng Yu Feng hadn’t been able to resist riding ahead to inquire around.

“There’s actually an inn in such a remote place. Looks like this inn isn’t simple!” Huan Mo Che’s gentle smile was mingled with silken coldness, but he looked at Shang Wuxin and knew that Shang Wuxin’s decision was the most important and resolute.

Shang Wuxin looked skeptically at Leng Yu Feng. Right now, their best option was to bivouac in the forest, and she believed he was also very clear on that, so why was he doing this? She didn’t feel any malice.

“Can you guarantee its safety?” She asked. She didn’t ask about the dangers–she knew that since Leng Yu Feng brought up the inn, that meant he had a certain grasp on its nature. This man, although he’d been indifferent for the past few days, he was thoughtful.

Leng Yu Feng peered at the crown prince’s incomparably exquisite face. These few days, he dared not gaze at the prince excessively, but the prince seemed to have a bewitching charm that attracted attention.

At night, Leng Yu Feng would feel restless and crack open his eyes to furtively stare at the slumbering crown prince. The darkness concealed Leng Yu Feng’s burning gaze but did nothing to counter his rapidly skipping heartbeat.

“I can!” He affirmed. He originally wanted to say more, but all that came out of his mouth were those two icy words. However, beside him, Huan Mo Che noticed the warmth in his friend’s voice and wrinkled his eyebrows, feeling a bit uncomfortable in his heart.

Shang Wuxin nodded. Bai Shaolin gathered some people to arrange for accomodations. After all, their party did not just consist of a few people, but a few thousands of people, so even with an inn, it would be impossible to accommodate everyone.

Huan Mo Che noticed he seemed to be ignored. He opened his mouth and said laughingly, “I’m afraid it’ll take another seven or eight days to reach the south!”