Rebirth Of The Villainous Crown Prince

"Young Master, the Clan Head\'s study is this way!"

A young man\'s voice rang through the hallway, making Ye Tian Yun\'s head turn.

It was a newly recruited guard who went by the name Ao Jia.

Ao Jia was just seventeen years old, but because of his poor background and normal talent, he had no other choice but to give up on getting into sects and focus on taking a job to provide food on the table for his family.

About a week ago, he got extremely lucky and got a job as a guard in the Fang Clan Manor.

He was ecstatic when he first got the news, and his enthusiasm was simply over the top.

He felt like a whole new chapter was about to begin in his life.

The Fang Clan was the second most powerful clan in the Xin Kingdom, coming just after the Royal Family itself.

And now he had the opportunity to work at this place!

He was ready to embark on a new adventure and live a life less ordinary.

He strengthened his will and made his mind not to falter in the life and death missions given by the Fang Clan.

But it only took half a day to douse all his enthusiasm.

The Fang Clan\'s Butler rejected his request to make him part of the escort guards and made Ao Jia a guard in the hallway.

A guard. On the Hallway.

And this hallway was closest to where Prime Minister Fang Yuan resided.

So, he, a 1st Level Qi Condensation Realm, was the guardian of one of the most powerful cultivators in the Lower Heavens.

How fucking awesome was that?

No, it was not.

By the time the sun reached overhead, Ao Jia was already at his job.

He wanted to join the battlefield! Make a name for himself and get a promotion!

How was it possible for him to get a promotion by standing still in the most protected hallway of the Xin Kingdom?

\'Fuck my luck!\'

Ao Jia could only mutter curses to himself and stand still as a guard.

He didn\'t dare to talk back to the Butler.

The pay here was too good to create trouble for himself.

And thus, for a week, from nine to five pm, he was standing still in this quiet hallway, questioning the life decisions he made.

That was until yesterday.

He heard the shouts of the infamous Young Master Fang Chen\'s return.

This had nothing to do with Ao Jia, but it sure had made the hallway pretty lively.

First was Prime Minister Fang Yuan, who came out of the study and headed towards the exit.

Just as Ao Jia was cursing his bad luck on how he had just missed a great father-son reunion, Prime Minister Fang Yuan came back and slammed the door shut.

\'He didn\'t meet him….\'

It didn\'t need a lot of intelligence to figure this out.

The hallway once again returned to its calmness.

And just when Ao Jia had thought this was as lively as things could get, Madam Xue came stomping in the hallway.

There was a big argument regarding Prime Minister Fang Yuan\'s absence between the husband and wife.

But what caught Ao Jia\'s attention was the bombshell of news that Madam Xue dropped - Young Master Fang Chen had lost a part of his recent memories!

Ao Jia could only sigh at this.

He had heard about the hedonistic nature and debauchery of Young Master Fang Chen, but for a young lad like him to lose his memories… that was truly tragic.

He could only sigh at this as he went off duty.

A new day came, and once again, young Ao Jia was in the hallway.

\'This place is exceptionally quiet today….\'

\'But my life sucks….\'

As Ao Jia began his daily routine of cursing his luck, someone stepped into the hallway.

It only took a glance for Ao Jia to figure out the identity of this person.

Young Master Fang Chen!

He was curious about him and heard two words, \'study room\' as the latter went past him.

\'He\'s here to meet the Prime Minister?\'

Even though Ao Jia kept a straight face, his whole attention was on the Young Master, who looked clueless.

\'Why is he not asking me? I know he had amnesia….\'

Young Master Fang Chen was not asking him anything.

Finally, Ao Jia couldn\'t hold himself back and said, "Young Master, the Clan Head\'s study is this way!"

Young Master Fang Chen stared at him for a second and headed towards the said direction.

Just as he was about to enter the room, he turned around and smiled, "I owe you one."

Ao Jia smiled back and got back to his duty.

This time with more enthusiasm.

…

Knock-knock!

"Hm? Enter." A deep voice replied from inside the room.

Ye Tian Yun\'s hand stopped midair from knocking on the door once again.

He was standing in front of Prime Minister Fang Yuan\'s study room.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door and went inside.

Inside the room, a familiar scene appeared in front of him.

It felt like he was back in the Middle Heavens in his father\'s study room.

There was a huge table at the other end of the room, and on the table were huge stacks of paper littered all over the place.

A middle-aged man was focused on analyzing the contents of the paper.

"How is your condition?"The man asked Ye Tian Yun.

"Much better than yesterday." Ye Tian Yun replied.

"Hmm... do you really not remember anything?" 

Ye Tian Yun nodded, "No, I don\'t."

"Ok." Prime Minister Fang Yuan nodded his head and continued to go through the contents on the paper.

Ye Tian Yun didn\'t leave and stood straight.

He was used to this situation; thus, it didn\'t affect him much.

After about half an hour, the doors behind him clicked open.

Someone stepped inside the room.

A familiar fragrance wafted through Ye Tian Yun\'s nose.

It was Madan Xin Xue Yan.