My host is the thief six

Chapter 1690 Our master seems to be addicted to being a secret guard (13)

The following banquet did not have any bright spots, Wei Xiting was in poor health and could not go to bed too late, the banquet ended not long after dark.

After eating and drinking enough, Yu Sheng lazily leaned in the carriage, waiting for the convoy to leave for home.

But before the carriage moved, she heard a voice from outside the carriage.

"Miss Wei."

It was the regent's voice, "Miss Wei, I'm going to go to the lake in three days. I wonder if Miss Wei would do me a favor and join us?"

"No time, I'm seasick."

Yu Sheng closed his eyes and responded casually.

Song Rongyu: "..."

Didn't it mean that the Wei family had been doing business on ferry boats in the early years, so why did they say seasickness to him now?

So is she rejecting herself in disguise?
Oh, suddenly I feel that this little girl is more interesting.

Just as Song Rongyu was about to say something, suddenly a person walked up beside him, and directly blocked between him and the window of the carriage.

The man was about the same height as him, but his face looked ordinary. At this moment, the man stood in front of him, and he said, "Sorry, my lady is going back to rest."

His tone of speech was neither humble nor overbearing, and he had no respect for the superior at all.

This kind of attitude made Song Rongyu half-close his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him, "Master, where is the place for you, a servant, to interrupt?"

Song Rongyu's tone was slightly cold, and when he spoke, he carried the unique majesty of a prince.

Xue Changlin pursed his lips, instead of being frightened, he took a step forward, "It's already dark now, my lord, please go back, this is against the rules."

Song Rongyu: "..."

In a word, Song Rongyu was directly blocked to death.

Then Father Wei's voice came from their side, "Your lord, please stay, and we will leave first."

Song Rongyu: "..."

The two were obviously on the same camp, and Song Rongyu couldn't continue to say anything, so he had a calm face and took a few steps back.

Seeing him retreating, Xue Changlin felt a little satisfied in his heart, raised his legs and followed beside the carriage.

Song Rongyu's eyes fell on Xue Changlin's body, and there was still a trace of suspicion in the expression on his face.

Why does he feel... this person's figure looks familiar?
It seems that I have seen it somewhere...

Where will it be...

-

It's night, Prince's Mansion.

Xue Moxuan sat on the head seat, she looked at the person kneeling below her, her face was gloomy: "You said you didn't find Xue Changlin?"

"Yes."

The kneeling man in black lowered his head. There was no emotional ups and downs in his voice, and his whole body was wrapped in black clothes. Except for a pair of eyes, not even a strand of hair was exposed.

Originally, after he answered Xue Moxuan's words, he was already ready to bear the wrath of his master.

It's just that he waited for a long time, but he didn't hear any sound from the person sitting above.

Although he was curious, he didn't dare to look up.

There were only the two of them in the hall, and there were two lamps lit next to them. The light was a little dim, and the scene looked rather scary.

It's just that the two people in this hall were immersed in their own thoughts, and they didn't notice how dim the surrounding scene was.

As the moonlight was getting darker, Xue Moxuan picked up the porcelain cup that was put aside, and what she got was cold, but she didn't have any intention of disgusting it, and took a sip directly.

(End of this chapter)