Princess, be nice

Chapter 774

Still waiting for the words of thanks.

Unexpectedly, someone came outside.

Yuanqi frowned fiercely.

"Who will come here in this weather?"

Xie Ci smiled softly, "Since my father-in-law can know that I am here, other people must also know."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Qi inexplicably felt a little sorry and thanked him, "Tsk, are you being followed?"

"I'm afraid it is."

"Go out and see."

Yuan Qi got up first, opened the door of the main hall, and looked out.

But I saw Ting Zhuo leading a tall man in, wearing a thick blue cloak, striding forward.

Not an acquaintance.

Didn't it follow him?

But he saw the man standing under the eaves of the veranda, clasped his fists in both hands, bowed respectfully, "Master, I beg to see you."

Such a tall man is actually a scholar?

Yuan Qi stepped back a few sentences, giving space to Xie Ci and this person.

Sit in the hall and start drinking tea.

It was really cold outside, Yuanqi only recovered after drinking several cups of tea.

outside the hall.

Xie Ci's brows and eyes were calm and indifferent, "What did you find out?"

He Xiuzhi hurriedly thanked the well-preserved booklet from his cloak, "This is all the records about the civil prince."

"Later, Xiaosheng found out that after the civil prince fell into the water in the south of the Yangtze River, he was rescued by an immortal from the sky and taken away."

"It's not using lightness kung fu, but flying away."

"The onlookers even painted a picture, which became famous in Jiangnan for a while."

With that said, He Xiuzhi took out another picture scroll.

After Xie Ci flipped through the booklet, he took the picture scroll.

draw on...

It was a man whose face could not be seen clearly, floating in the mid-air three feet away from the lake, half-embracing a two-year-old child.

It seems to be a fairy who wants to ride the wind to go home.

And the doll in his arms is like a little boy next to a fairy.

Sophisticated yet dynamic.

Xie Ci looked at the picture scroll, and Long Quyuan's usual elusive figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

What is the relationship between this person and Long Quyuan?

Squinting his eyes, Xie Ci was full of thoughts.

Just now.

Yuan Changhuan came from not far away.

Stepping on the snow, step by step.

Brows and eyes are gorgeous but indifferent.

Xie Ci clenched the scroll in his hand, but his eyes fell on Yuan Changhuan.

"Master, do you know this person?" Seeing Xie Ci's expression turned cold, He Xiuzhi asked subconsciously.

Ting Zhuo and Zhetian, who had great eyesight, looked at each other, and each held He Xiuzhi's arm, "Mr. He, come here, let's go to the back to rest."

"Yeah, look at your long journey, this little white face is tanned."

"It's not good. It's not good. It needs to be fixed quickly."

"Come come come..."

He Xiuzhi was startled by the sudden appearance of these two people, "Hey..."

Wave your hand.

Before he could fall down, he was quickly carried away.

When Yuan Changhuan raised his eyes, the three of them were quite funny.

The red lips pursed slightly.

But there is no half smile.

Xie Ci took all of Yuan Changhuan's reactions into his eyes, "Come in."

Yuan Changhuan's eyes fell on the scroll in Xie Ci's hand.

The scroll was blown in front of Yuan Changhuan by the wind, but in an instant, Yuan Changhuan was able to see it clearly.

He raised his hand and grabbed the scroll, "Who is this?"

Why does this child look familiar?

Seeing her react so strongly, Xie Ci raised his eyebrows lightly, "You know her?"

"It looks familiar." Yuan Changhuan squinted his peach blossom eyes and repeated, "Who is it?"

Xie Ci's thin lips curled slightly, and he replied leisurely, "The current emperor is a prince who lives among the people."

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)