C1103 He came

"The eighth prince ? the eighth prince ?" When the servant saw Feng Ye's departing figure, her heart sank ? ? Crap, the eighth prince wasn't heading in the direction of Prince Heng's manor.

Feng Ye's handsome horse galloped along True Sun Street. His eyes were firm and his hands were tightly gripping the horsewhip. His face was expressionless.

"Quick, run!" Prince Heng's estate is in danger