The Miracle Doctor's Two-Face Toddler

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481 Father and Son Meet

Everyone in the Nanzhao Nation knew that the Prince Consort of the Queen Manor was a low-key person. Unlike the Little Commandery Princess who wished she could set up a ceremonial ceremony when she went out, the Prince Consort did not even have an accompanying guard. His clothes were also extremely simple, unlike the luxurious clothes of ordinary masters of aristocratic families. Instead, he only wore a navy blue robe.

He was holding a book and sitting on a cushioned seat. His figure was tall and thin. He had a pair of slender jade-like hands. They were the hands of a scholar, and it was as if he could smell the fragrance of books on his fingertips.

A sunlight shone in and landed on his silver mask.

Yan Jiuchao had long heard the description of the Prince Consort from Bai Xiaosheng, so he was not surprised to see the mask. He was just more sure of his identity.

Yan Jiuchao looked at him without blinking, and so did he. The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little strange.

Yan Jiuchao had his own motive for barging in, but the Prince Consort accepted this scene passively and did not show any panic. The Prince Consort sat there quietly with a temperament like water and jade, but his eyes were filled with shock that even he did not notice.

Yan Jiuchao naturally caught his abnormality. It was not because a bold stranger had barged into the carriage. It was… an indescribable gaze that Yan Jiuchao could not describe. Yan Jiuchao felt his blood flow in reverse.

“Hey! Who are you? Where did this lunatic come from? Who allowed you to barge into my master’s carriage?” The coachman, who was shocked by Yan Jiuchao’s actions, finally came back to his senses. He hurriedly lifted the curtain and was about to pull Yan Jiuchao out when Yan Jiuchao pushed him down.

“Ouch—” The coachman fell flat on his back.

Even when Yan Jiuchao was pushing him, his gaze was still locked on the Prince Consort’s face. Neither of the two men said anything. The stalemate caused by the coachman seemed to make the atmosphere even stranger, and it even froze a little.

At this moment, Yan Jiuchao suddenly took a step forward and removed the mask on his face.

On the other hand, the Little Commandery Princess went to the shop to take a look at the rouge customized for the Queen. Everyone in the shop put down their work to serve her. The customers had also been cleared out, leaving her as the only buyer in the huge shop.

The Little Commandery Princess did not think that it was inappropriate.

The Queen’s birthday was coming soon. The Little Commandery Princess had originally planned to send her a Lingzhi, but the first Wushan Lingzhi that she had asked the Helian brothers to spend a lot of money to buy was destroyed, and the second Red Lingzhi was snatched away by someone else. She was furious. Helpless, her father gave her an idea and said that the Queen was about to run out of rouge. He asked her to send a box of new ones.

How could the Queen possibly use all the rouge? He was just using it to coax the children. However, as long as it was a gift from the children, the Queen would like it no matter what gift it was.

This rouge shop was a century-old brand in the Capital. It was rumored that it had a secret recipe that could be passed down from generation to generation. Not only was the rouge made exquisite, the quality was good, and the smell was fragrant, but it also had the effect of beautifying one’s appearance. It was even more popular than palace rouge.

Actually, it was only because the Prince Consort had accidentally given her a box of rouge that the Queen liked this brand of rouge. Since then, she has always bought her products from this shop.