39 Essential Tips for Picking Up Girls: Gift a Car
“Your Highness!” All the citizens of Fengzhou City knelt at the city gate, watching the prince’s carriage slowly disappear from sight. The man they revered as a god did not come out to say a word, but this did not diminish the people’s gratitude.
Shang Wuxin sat inside the carriage, which was made from the finest wood. Even the soft couch inside was covered with exquisite white bear fur. Several teacups were placed inside the carriage, each one a rare and precious luminous cup sought after by the world.
This carriage was not prepared by Shang Wuxin himself. When he was about to set off today and was searching for the best carriage in Fengzhou City, someone unexpectedly delivered such a luxurious carriage to the government office. At first, Shang Wuxin did not know who had sent the carriage, but now he understood. The person who could send such a priceless carriage must be that divine doctor. Besides him, Shang Wuxin could not think of anyone else who could procure such a fine carriage so quickly. In terms of wealth, Shang Wuxin had to admire that man. More importantly, there was a faint medicinal fragrance inside the carriage, and even in the secret compartment, there were the man’s personal clothes. No matter how dull Shang Wuxin was, he now knew exactly who had sent the carriage.
Although he was reluctant to acknowledge others’ interests, the key was that Shang Wuxin believed this person’s interests were not worth pursuing. If he hadn’t been thinking that he would need this person to detoxify for him in the future, Shang Wuxin wouldn’t have wanted any contact with him at all. Such a person appears calm and unambitious like a stagnant pool, but it is precisely these kinds of people who are the most terrifying; once they latch onto someone, they won’t let go until death.
“Yu Feng, do you know where the Crown Prince’s carriage came from?” Huan Mo Che asked Cold Yu Feng while riding on the left side of the carriage. From the outside, the carriage didn’t seem special, but since they were all children of officials, they could easily tell the level of luxury. Although they had seen many fine things in the world, they couldn’t help but admire this carriage—it was truly something others could only dream of having. More importantly, Huan Mo Che knew very well that the Crown Prince’s residence did not have such a flashy carriage. Moreover, a carriage this luxurious couldn’t be made overnight; even with skilled craftsmen, it would take at least half a year to complete. So this carriage definitely did not belong to the Crown Prince.
Upon hearing his friend’s question, Leng Yufeng immediately recalled what he had seen that morning. Since he was preparing to return to the capital today, he had gotten up early to make arrangements and had also thought about preparing a carriage for the Crown Prince. Although doing so seemed somewhat unmanly, thinking of the Crown Prince’s overly pale face made Leng Yufeng unable to help but feel a pang of pity. However, when he stepped out of the government office courtyard, he saw a carriage parked there, and the owner of that carriage surprised Leng Yufeng even more—it was the divine doctor Ye Yizhe.
He saw Ye Yizhe dressed in white, holding a snow-white fox, and saying to Wujue, “Please deliver this carriage to the Crown Prince. Yizhe will visit the Crown Prince in the capital when he has time!” After saying this, he left the carriage. But Leng Yufeng knew that this carriage belonged to the divine doctor Ye Yizhe, who never allowed others to enter it. Yet now he had given it to the Crown Prince. The meaning behind this made Leng Yufeng instantly alert, but he did not expect the Crown Prince to accept the carriage without refusal.
Seeing that his friend’s expression was not good and he seemed a bit distracted, Huan Mo Che was about to punch him, but as he got close, his friend dodged. What a joke—how could Leng Yufeng, who had fought countless battles, have no sense of alertness? It was a vigilance ingrained deep in his bones.
“This carriage was a gift from the divine doctor Ye Yizhe to the Crown Prince!” Leng Yufeng said with a cold face. This was not some secret that couldn’t be revealed, and since it seemed the Crown Prince had no intention of hiding it, he spoke out directly. However, anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.
“Ye Yizhe?” Huan Mochen was somewhat surprised. They were all top men in this world, so it was inevitable they knew something about each other. What Huan Mochen knew about Ye Yizhe was that he was a divine doctor but also a wealthy merchant. More importantly, Ye Yizhe shared a common flaw with these privileged elites: he was a germophobe. Yet such a man had given the Crown Prince a carriage worth a fortune that he had used for many years. Huan Mochen couldn’t help but feel that Ye Yizhe had ulterior motives.
“This Ye Yizhe has been wandering through various countries and I’ve never heard of him getting close to anyone. Yet this time, he gives such a precious carriage to the prince—it’s like a weasel giving…” Huan Mo Che said angrily but suddenly realized the metaphor was wrong, abruptly stopping his words. However, the even gentler smile on his face made Leng Yufeng understand that his friend was expressing extreme anger.
Shang Wuxin lay sideways inside the carriage, unafraid of the driver outside. Shang Wuxin had to admit that Ye Yizhe really knew how to enjoy himself; this carriage was far more comfortable than ordinary ones, and she was already feeling drowsy inside.
“Young Master Huan, what’s wrong with you?” came He Lanjin’s voice from outside. Shang Wuxin, who had been drowsy, was suddenly disturbed and felt a bit annoyed but listened carefully to find out what was happening outside.
Outside the carriage, seeing Huan Mo Che almost fall off the horse in discomfort, He Lan Jin, who was originally following behind his own general, was startled by the scene and asked. As he spoke, he was about to step forward to help Young Master Huan up, but Young Master Huan subtly dodged him.
Leng Yufeng’s mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn’t help admiring his friend’s cleverness. If it were him, he probably wouldn’t have the face to do these things.
Leng Yufeng helped Huan Mochen up and said to the carriage, “Your Highness, Mochen seems to be feeling unwell. May I have him rest inside the carriage for a while?” Leng Yufeng felt embarrassed even saying this, his hand stiffening as he supported Huan Mochen, afraid he might accidentally drop his friend several feet away. But thinking that he shared the same intention, he held back.
Shang Wuxin squinted his eyes, hiding the bottomless depths within them, and a cold voice came from inside the carriage, “Come in.”
After speaking, Leng Yufeng helped Huan Mochen into the carriage. As soon as the two entered, they saw the prince reclining there. Although the carriage was already extremely luxurious, it instantly shone brightly because of the young man. The youth’s deep eyes were slightly narrowed, exuding a hint of seductive charm. His slender face was fair and flawless, and his well-defined lips carried a faint, elusive smile—exquisitely handsome.
The hearts of Leng Yufeng and Huan Mochen suddenly pounded violently. They exerted great self-control to avoid doing anything inappropriate; otherwise, they very likely would have picked up the boy lying there into their arms.
Just as both of them were at a loss, the boy lying there sideways suddenly opened his eyes, and the entire carriage instantly emitted a chilling aura.
Leng Yufeng looked at the crown prince’s expression and immediately explained, “I… I was afraid Mo Che would disturb the crown prince, so… so… I…” Leng Yufeng suddenly found himself unable to tell any lies in the increasingly cold eyes of the crown prince. He stiffened his neck and clenched his fists. “Sorry…”
“Sorry, we just wanted to get into the carriage to keep the crown prince company, so we used a lie!” Huan Mo Che took over from his friend to explain. They never intended to deceive the crown prince; they planned to wait until they were in the carriage to say more. But seeing the crown prince’s expression, they couldn’t bring themselves to say anything deceitful, even though they didn’t care for such small tricks.
Shang Wuxin casually glanced at the two, noticing that Huan Mo Che’s smile was stiff and looked really ugly, while Leng Yufeng’s wheat-colored face was faintly turning pale. Shang Wuxin stood up, sat properly, and said, “Sit down!”
The two sat opposite the prince, and just as they took their seats, they heard the prince’s distinctive voice: “Although you are neither my friends nor my subordinates, I cannot tolerate any deceit. Whether kind or malicious, lies will not work on me. If you two dislike my nature, then keep your distance from now on!”
Shang Wuxin originally had no intention of saying these things to the two of them, but she had to admit that recently they had been working hard on her behalf. If it weren’t for them handling the affairs of Fengzhou City, she was sure they would be exhausted. She felt their sincerity, so she had to say what needed to be said.