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The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1597

Chapter 1597: 771 Hand-torn Crown Prince (First Update)_2

The crown prince smashed his fist on the table in fury, "He sure knows how to hide!"

The only place in all of Shengdu that couldn’t be searched at will was the National Master Hall, not to mention the Imperial Palace. Even if Long Aotian hid in the Imperial Palace, it wouldn’t be as tricky since there were plenty of reasons to search the palace, but very few to search the National Master Hall.

Claiming an assassin had entered?

The National Master Hall would retort, "We can root out the assassin ourselves, there is no need for your highness to trouble yourself."

Grinding his teeth, the crown prince said, "He knows too many secrets; he can’t be left in the hands of the National Master Hall. Somebody, prepare the carriage! I must go to the National Master Hall!"

Two quarters of an hour later, the crown prince’s carriage arrived at the National Master Hall.

"Your Highness."

The disciples of the National Master Hall came forward to greet him.

The crown prince rolled down the carriage window and said to the disciple of the National Master Hall, "I want to see your National Master."

The disciple of the National Master Hall hurried off to inform him.

Before long, the National Master arrived unhurriedly, with Ye Qing by his side holding an umbrella for him.

"Your Highness," the National Master greeted him indifferently.

The crown prince remained seated in his carriage, his gaze falling on the National Master’s stern face. He had seen the National Master in his youth—a man rivaling the beauty of the Duke of An.

Time flies, the years slip by.

Lines and worldly weariness now marked the National Master’s face.

The rainy day always made one feel melancholic, what nonsensical things he was considering.

The crown prince gathered his wandering thoughts and said to the National Master, "Plainly speaking, a traitor has emerged from my residence; my imperial guards saw him fleeing into your National Master Hall."

The National Master said, "Is that so? Ye Qing, take some people and look around. See if there is the assassin his highness mentioned?"

Ye Qing said, "Yes."

"Hold on!" said the crown prince authoritatively, "I will search myself!"

Ye Qing replied with neither inferiority nor arrogance, "Your Highness, this is the National Master Hall, not the crown prince’s residence."

The implication was clear: you do not have the right to search here.

The crown prince did not look at Ye Qing but stared directly at the National Master, "What if I insist on searching today?"

Their gazes locked, with a strong intent to kill flashing in the crown prince’s eyes.

His stance was firm; he must search today, whether it was allowed or not!

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