doodle prince

The wooden stick with the fish in the prince's hand fell into the fire with a snap. He seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly wanted to lower his head to pick it up, but just as he stretched out his hand, the man beside him grabbed his wrist.

Only then did the prince react.

He looked down at the fish that fell into the fire, and then looked up at Chen Feng, looking a little at a loss.

The man looked at Chen Feng, his cold hand moved along the prince's wrist to his palm, and then interlocked his five fingers.

Chen Feng stared fixedly at their interlocking hands.

His gaze was so hot and obvious that the prince felt that his skin was a little hot when he was staring at him. Two identical people appeared in front of him. man's hand.

Chen Feng walked over step by step, he stood in front of the prince, and stretched out his hand to grab the prince.

"Aye." Chen Feng called him hoarsely.

The prince shook off his hand, took a step back, and looked at him warily: "Who are you?"

"Two days ago, when you and the fire-breathing dragon went to catch wild boars, I went to gather firewood, but I stumbled and fell into the pit, and passed out. When I woke up, you had already left." Chen Feng's eyes moved to that On the face of the man with the same appearance as him, he said coldly, "It turns out that you abandoned me because someone impersonated me."

The man on the opposite side was silent for a while, looked up at Chen Feng, and said calmly, "It's well done."

The princess on the side let out an exclamation, looking like she was watching a good show.

Landing Star and Little Tree Spirit looked nervous, their eyes moved back and forth between the two faces of Chen Feng, and they really couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.

"Aye." The man next to the prince turned his head to look at the prince, stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the black ashes on his cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "Don't believe his lies, I am the truth."

The prince knocked off the hand that the man put on his face, then looked up at Chen Feng, his eyes moved down and landed on his leg: "Just now I saw you walking with a limp, what's wrong with your leg."

...he still worried about me.

Chen Feng smiled with his eyes bent. He looked at the prince with a gentle tone: "I was afraid that I would not be able to catch up with you, so I used a bone from my toe to make a contract with the bone-winged horse so that it could bring me to you."

Hearing the name of the bone-winged horse, Landing Star and the little tree spirit exclaimed, and then got together to whisper.

The prince's eyebrows furrowed almost inaudibly.

"Aye.

"Chen Feng held the prince's hand, his dark eyes looked at the prince, his voice was warm and soft, with some hot expectations in summer, "Look at me, can you really not recognize me?" "

The expression on the prince's face was blank for a moment, as if he was a little dazed.

"A Ye, I am the real Chen Feng." Another man took the prince's other hand.

The prince suddenly frowned irritably, he shook off the hands of the two men at the same time, and took a step back.

"I have a way." Lu Xing next to him suddenly raised his hand and said, "The little tree spirit and I have encountered this kind of thing before!"

The little tree spirit also thought of it: "You mean the real and fake Princess Rollman?"

"Yeah!" Landing Star responded, "At that time, there was a maid pretending to be Princess Rollman, but luckily we found out in the end! Otherwise, the maid would have married the prince."

"That maid is so bad, she..."

"Get to the point!" the prince interrupted them impatiently.

"It's the witch's 24th potion. The maid drank that potion with a drop of the princess' blood, and then she became like a princess." The man beside the prince said slowly.

Lu Xing looked at the man in shock: "How do you know?"

"Because I am Chen Feng." The man turned his head to look at the prince, smiling gently.

"Then how can the impostor be revealed?" asked the prince. "Do I need to run to that witch again?"

The little tree spirit said happily: "No need..."

"Don't be so troublesome." Chen Feng interrupted the little tree spirit, "The princess was rescued by the little tree spirit at that time. You only need to drink the juice from the leaves on the head of the little tree spirit, and the impostor can change into its original form."

"Then let's try it." The man looked at Chen Feng, slightly curved his lips, and said in a low voice, "Let's see who is real and who is fake."

Looking at the smile on the man's face, Chen Feng suddenly felt uneasy.

The little tree spirit carefully pulled the two leaves on top of his head, groaned in pain, and handed the leaves to the prince.

The prince took out two small saucers from the Qiankun bag, crushed the two leaves separately, squeezed out the juice, put the two small saucers in front of the two old covers, and said, "Drink."

Chen Feng took the plate and turned his head to look at the man next to him. After the man took the plate, he drank the juice from the plate in one gulp.

He handed the dish to the prince without any change in his body.

Chen Feng felt his heart sinking slowly.

He looked down at the plate in his hand, and suddenly said, "This method is not good."

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I've already proven myself, but you're questioning the fairness of this method. Are you afraid?"

Chen Feng ignored him, just looked up at the prince, and said: "The witch's 24th potion is a secret in this world. Only some people in the royal family know it. One of us is a counterfeit product, but we all know it." Don't you think it's strange that you have revealed the secret of this medicine without any scruples?"

The prince was silent for a while without speaking.

Chen Feng continued: "Since both of us know the secret of this medicine, and know that the method to dissolve this medicine is very simple, and we are close by, why do we choose this clumsy counterfeit method?"

The prince frowned.

"Having said so much, don't you just feel guilty and dare not drink it? It's a poor fake." Another man raised the corners of his lips.

The prince pursed his lips and looked at Chen Feng coldly: "Stop talking so much nonsense, drink."

Chen Feng stared at him for a while, then lowered his head, closed his eyes, and drank the green juice in the saucer.

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Feng found that the prince looked at him with disgust.

And he saw Angli's face in the reflection of the prince's pupils.

Angli.

It's him again.

Chen Feng raised his head and looked at the man behind the prince with his face on his face.

He was smiling at himself.

The winner is the same.

The prince drew out a sword, and pressed the cold edge against Chen Feng's chest. The prince looked at Chen Feng and said coldly, "I should have killed you right then."

Chen Feng didn't look down at the sword against his chest, he just stared into the prince's eyes, and then said softly: "...Aye, can't you really recognize me?"

It was obviously a face of extreme disgust, but the prince felt a sudden twitch in his heart. He didn't know where this inexplicable emotion came from, so his eyes became more and more cold: "Do you want me to kill you now?"

Chen Feng glanced at the trembling sword lying across his chest, and suddenly smiled.

He looked straight into the prince's eyes and said, "You don't want to kill me because you can't be [-]% sure that I'm not me."

"You are Angli, I'm sure." said the prince.

Chen Feng pointed to the sword on his chest, and said with a smile: "Then why don't you stab it, why hesitate?"

The prince himself did not know why he hesitated.

Maybe it's because the "two Chen Fengs" can tell that the branches and leaves on the little dryad's head can break the counterfeit technique.

Perhaps it was because Chen Feng in front of him, when he saw that he had turned into Ang Li, the flash of emotion in his eyes was even more shocking than him.

Maybe... Maybe it's because of this man's smile and tone that resembles Chen Feng more than Chen Feng beside him.

"Since you have doubts in your heart, why don't you verify your doubts?" Chen Feng said.

The prince closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he put down his sword, then looked up at the man in front of him, and said, "Okay, I will test my suspicion one last time."

The prince threw away the sword and replaced it with a dagger, then took blood from the fingertips of Chen Feng and the man, and dripped them into two porcelain bowls respectively.

The real blood of Chen Feng would hurt him.

After doing all this, he was ready to reach out and try.

"Add some water to dilute." Chen Feng said, "Otherwise it will hurt."

The prince hesitated for a while, but finally heeded his suggestion.

There was a lake next to it. The prince took some water and put them into two small saucers. The bright red thick blood turned into a light pink color.

When the prince took his two fingers out of the bloody water, the fingers of his left hand were intact, but the fingers of his right hand were scorched black.

And what he touched with his left hand was Chen Feng's blood.

The prince looked up at Chen Feng, his expression as cold as ice: "What else do you want to say? Ang Li."

Chen Feng stared blankly at his left hand, then looked down at the blood on his fingertips, his mind went blank for a moment.

The other man looked at the charred black of the prince's fingertips, frowned, held the prince's hand, and said: "Since it has been proven that he is a fake the first time, there is no need to hurt yourself to convince him."

"It's okay." The prince said, "I added water, it doesn't hurt very much."

"But I feel distressed." The man smiled softly, "But it's okay, this kind of wound, just kiss it."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the prince's wound.

For some reason, seeing "Chen Feng"'s scarlet tongue, and "Ang Li" looking at them coldly, the prince suddenly felt his hair stand on end, spreading from his wrist to his whole body like waves.

He suddenly withdrew his hand: "...No need, the injury is not serious."

Ever since he and Chen Feng accidentally kissed on the back of the fire-breathing dragon and were ridiculed by the princess, he and Chen Feng have never done any intimate actions.

But it was also strange that Chen Feng had restrained himself a lot more than before two days ago, he never touched him again, so restrained that he was almost indifferent.It was only after the fake Chen Feng appeared in front of him that Chen Feng suddenly became very enthusiastic about him, as if he wanted to show it to others on purpose.

For some reason, the prince felt that in front of Ang Li who was pretending to be Chen Feng and was finally exposed, he felt uncomfortable even holding hands with Chen Feng, let alone kissing.

"It's getting late, you go and pack your things, I'll take care of Angli's affairs." The man said to the prince.

The prince nodded and said, "Okay."

Chen Feng watched the man walk towards him expressionlessly, and then stopped.

Chen Feng was taller than Ang Li, so at this moment the man looked at him from a condescending angle.

He smiled softly, leaned into Chen Feng's ear, and said in a voice that no one else could hear:

"Chen Feng, you can recognize Ye Jiming pretending to be me at a glance, but we have been together for so many days, and your little prince has not noticed anything wrong. Even when you stand in front of him, he doesn't even recognize you. out of you."

The man paused for a moment, and his voice was stained with a very pleasant smile, which seemed to be mocking and teasing.

"Do you think he really loves you?"

Chen Feng grabbed Ang Li by the collar and punched him.