Who doesn’t know what is wrong with Ling Hai and Ling Zhou when they are mingling with wealthy families in the upper circle?

Who doesn’t know that Ling Zhou was fooled by Ling Hai?

What puzzled them was why the royal family had no action at all? Are they willing to watch the real prince being tricked by Ling Hai, the adopted son?

If the royal family is unaware of it, no one believes it.

In Lan Ling, nothing can be hidden from the Lan Ling royal family.

They also don't believe that the royal family will be reluctant to depose an adopted son.

Even if this adopted son seems to be quite capable.

But this is a matter within Lan Ling's royal family after all, so everyone can tell it tacitly, but it will be bad if they make it clear.

Ling Hai looked at the expressions of several "friends" around him, his face kept smiling, but a gloom flashed in his eyes. No matter when, no matter where he appeared, there was a shadow of Lingzhou, and he was a substitute, which made him very upset.

He swore that sooner or later, he would stand here in his own name, rather than a replacement for Lingzhou.

"Palace Zhou is coming down."

At this moment, a shout rang out in the hall.

Everyone in the audience turned their heads to look.

Ling Hai was shocked and his eyelids twitched. Why did he come?

Turning around, I saw that he was surrounded by a group of people and walked into the dance hall. Who was not Lingzhou?

Thinking of it, he walked towards Lingzhou and others with a slightly ugly expression.

"Your Highness Zhou, long time no see."

"Your Highness Zhou, we'll have a drink later."

"Your Highness Zhou..."

Everyone in the dance hall went up to greet him. Ling Hai's face was leaping on his face again. When he came, he was not so popular. There were only a few "friends" he could talk to greet him, which made him feel dissatisfied again.

I'm here, why are you here in Lingzhou?

Entrance to the hall.

Yang Lianxin took Ling Zhou's arm and walked into the hall.

Looking at Ling Zhou, who was greeting everyone with a lazy and warm smile, Yang Lianxin was slightly fascinated.

Is this really the rumored playboy, arrogant and domineering prince His Highness?

Her eyes turned to the people who came forward to greet these people. Most of the people in front of her were children of Lan Ling's wealthy nobles. Ling Zhou, as Prince Lan Ling, is naturally the most popular in the eyes of these people.

Even if Ling Hai has outstanding abilities, 100 Ling Hais are not as good as one Lingzhou.

...

"Your Highness, Your Highness Zhou seems to be a little different from before."

In one corner, a woman wearing a black evening dress with blue eyes, beautiful appearance, white skin as white as snow, and elegant temperament sat casually on a chair, holding a goblet gracefully in her hand, looking at Ling Zhou and others at the entrance of the hall.

Hearing the old man's words, she smiled slightly and said, "Although she is still as virtuous as she looks much more mature."

As she said that, she smiled playfully, "I don't know what expression he would look like when he sees me later."

The old man was speechless, lowered his head and did not speak.

The woman smiled, with expectation on her beautiful pretty face.

...

"Haha, Brother Zhou."

On the other side of the hall, Ling Hai laughed and walked forward, "Brother Zhou, didn't you say..."

"Oh, Xiao Haizi!"

Before Ling Hai finished speaking, Ling Zhou shouted, causing everyone around to look at each other and look strange.

Xiao Haizi?

Is this the title of Linghai?

Ling Hai's face jumped up and his heart was furious. Ling Zhou was too embarrassed. In public, facing so many nobles and wealthy families, calling him that way is simply...

It was not over yet, but Ling Zhou continued with a smile: "Xiao Haizi! I heard that you were in the hospital a few days ago...."

Ling Hai's face changed wildly. The things in the hospital were the biggest in his life... not right, the second biggest shame, the first biggest shame, the wandering career that year, for him, that was the biggest stain in his life.

This also made him hate his unmasked biological parents to the extreme.

Now isn’t the time to hate. Should Lingzhou go public and tell what happened in the hospital?

In the hospital, only the royal family knew about him by two male doctors.

What made him feel relieved was that Ling Zhou stopped after only half of his words.

The faces of the people around him became even more strange. They had already discovered a hint of unusualness from the conversation between Lingzhou and Linghai.

Ling Zhou smiled slightly and flashed through this topic. This was just a warning to Ling Zhou, warning the other party that Ling Zhou was the protagonist at this dance. If you go there, Ling Haishang will not be able to move your superiors or inferiors, you will not be able to continue to be with Lan Ling.

Ling Hai looked ugly, lowered his head, suppressed his anger, walked behind Lingzhou, stood side by side with Chen Yiru, led by Lingzhou.

This scene surprised everyone present.

Ling Hai clenched his fists with his hands, his face calm, but his eyes were filled with resentment, staring at Ling Zhou in front of him. He decided in his heart that if he found an opportunity, he would definitely embarrass the waste.

...

"Your Highness, it seems that Your Highness Zhou has the handle of Ling Hai."

The old housekeeper said respectfully to the woman.

"Yes, this is like a prince, otherwise he would be played with by a mere adopted son at any time. What is the difference between it and a coward? What qualifications are there to inherit a kingdom?" The woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and seemed very satisfied with Ling Zhou's reaction.

The old man in the dress next to him was speechless, lowered his head and did not respond.

After a while, he asked, "Your Highness, do you want to meet Your Highness Zhou?"

The woman frowned, "I'll talk about it later."

...

On the other side, Ling Zhou sent the people who came forward to talk, and sat in a corner with Chen Yiru and others. He was holding a drink in his hand and his eyes wandered around the audience, looking bored.

Everyone present was very curious about why His Highness the Prince was so quiet this time.

At this time, a pleasant piano music floated in the hall. Everyone present stopped talking and listened to the wonderful song with all their hearts.

Ling Zhou raised his chin and looked at a corner.

There was a British man who was about 20 years old, dressed in a decent tuxedo, handsome face, blonde hair, blue eyes, noble temperament, and standard. Judging from his temperament, he obviously had a good background.

"Your Highness, his name is Bell Alder, and he comes from the Arder family of the British Earl family. He has learned swordsman since he was a child and is called the Little Swordsman. In addition to swordsman, he is also proficient in music theory, level 10 of the piano, and is also called the Little Swordsman."

Chen Yiru said with admiration.

On the side, Ling Hai looked at Ling Zhou even more disdainful.

In terms of identity, Bell Alder is not as noble as Lingzhou. A royal prince or a noble child is not comparable at all. But in terms of talent and genius, one hundred Lingzhous are not as good as half Bell Alder.

When Lingzhou was next to him, he was speechless when he heard it.

This is really a real little genius!

"Haha! Although this Bell Ald is good, it is not worth mentioning when compared with Zhoudi."

Ling Hai suddenly said with a little flattering.
Chapter completed!