Girl, let me check it out.

Chapter 30 Xiao Fuwei

Fang Weihan was just planning to walk around the building again to see if he could find some other clues.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling?"

A surprised female voice sounded from the second floor.

Is there anyone else in this Huanhua Tower?

Fang Weihan looked up in surprise, and it turned out to be Bilong.

"Bilong Xingzu? Why are you here?"

Fang Weihan bowed and said.

Bilong was about to reply, but suddenly stopped talking as if she had thought of something.

You can’t talk here, it would be bad if someone heard you.

It's a rare opportunity to be alone with His Highness.

She turned around and walked down the stairs quickly, lifting her skirt, and stood in front of Fang Weihan.

"Your Highness, Bilong... Thank you for saving my life the day before yesterday."

Bilong raised her head, and her beautiful eyes like water stared at Fang Weihan's eyes without blinking.

"It's nothing, it's just a little effort."

Fang Weihan waved his hand casually.

"What happened in the building the other day, the imperial guards blocked the entire Huanhua Building, so I and my sisters had no choice but to stay on the second floor for the time being."

Bilong sighed and explained softly.

"I heard that the Imperial Guards blocked the news and didn't let anyone know."

"It's just that Your Highness is wronged..."

Bilong looked at Fang Weihan with worried eyes, and there was a hint of heartache in her eyes.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Fang Weihan asked in surprise.

"Your Highness has created such an unparalleled masterpiece, but few people in Changming City know about it. Bilong is really..."

She bit her lips lightly, frowned, and there was sadness in her eyes.

"This...is not a big deal."

Fang Weihan wished that the poem would not be spread.

It is better for you to be a useless prince. You have no worries about food and clothing every day, so there is no need to show off your literary talent.

When your talent becomes known to everyone, it may no longer be a talent, but a shackle that restricts your progress.

Compared to dancing with shackles on, Fang Weihan still prefers the feeling of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, which goes against the food chain.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Have you guys been short of money living in Huanhua Tower?"

Fang Weihan changed the subject.

"No, the attitude of these imperial guards is quite kind. They will deliver the daily necessities on time. Your Highness does not need to worry."

Bilong rolled up the sleeve of one of her arms, revealing a smooth wrist, and said pitifully.

"Your Highness, look, Bilong has gained weight!"

Fang Weihan took a glance and quickly looked away.

You’re not fat at all. I suggest you eat more. It’s not obvious now.

"It's better to be fatter, it can keep you warm. The winter in Changming is still quite cold."

he said casually.

Bilong burst into laughter and glared at him with some anger in her eyes.

"Now that I've met you, should I return this flower card to you?"

Fang Weihan took out Bilong's flower card from the space spirit ring and waved it in front of her.

"This time it's an accident, it can't be counted."

Bilong smiled gently.

Her eyes lit up, and she took a sachet from her waist and handed it to Fang Weihan.

"To thank Your Highness for chatting with me, I will give you another one."

Fang Weihan took the sachet from Bilong's hand, carefully avoiding touching her palm.

Ignoring Bilong's vaguely resentful look, Fang Weihan asked casually:

"By the way, do you know what's under the Huanhua Building?"

"I don't know. I've lived in this building since I was a child, and I've never heard of anything underground."

Bilong frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Why do you ask this, Your Highness?"

Her expression didn't seem like she was lying.

Doesn’t even the top performer in this Huanhua Tower know what’s going on?

What on earth is hidden here?

Fang Weihan became more and more curious about the things underground.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of messy and heavy footsteps outside the window, accompanied by sharp and dull metallic collision sounds.

In Fang Weihan's perception, a strong fluctuation of blood energy was looming.

"You should go back first, Xuan Zhongwei is here."

Fang Weihan said in a deep voice.

Bilong originally wanted to talk to Fang Weihan more to deepen their relationship.

Damn Xuan Zhongwei, he came at a really bad time.

Seeing this, she had no choice but to say goodbye to Fang Weihan with a graceful smile.

"When Huanhua Tower reopens, Your Highness must remember to come and see Bilong."

Bilong looked up at Fang Weihan's profile, her gentle voice revealing determination.

"I'll always be waiting for you."

Please don't, sister.

I am just a poor, helpless little prince who is not even sure if I can survive.

Fang Weihan felt a little tingling on his scalp.

"must!"

Although he was a little devastated inside, thanks to his good etiquette education, he still had a gentle smile on his face, like a gentle breeze.

Bilong got the promise, and the smile on her pretty face became even more intense.

"Then your highness, see you next time."

She bowed, looking back every few steps, and went upstairs.

Fang Weihan rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

I’d better not come to Huanhua Tower if I can avoid it in the future.

With life and death at stake, he really wasn't in the mood to think about love between men and women.

Besides, there is still a fiancée at home who has not been dealt with.

I said!

"What a joke."

Four small words floated out, and they were deliberately written in the largest font.

Fang Weihan was furious.

“Do you know Asimov’s three laws?”

Fang Weihan walked quickly towards the door towards the sound of footsteps while asking cold questions in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"So what if you know?"

Yun Shu asked arrogantly.

"Okay, according to the Second Law, I order you to be quiet and not to speak without my order."

Fang Wei said in a cold voice.

"Then I don't know."

Yun Shu immediately changed her words.

Fang Weihan: "..."

He had no way to deal with Yun Shu, so he could only suppress the matter for the time being.

Fang Weihan pushed open the carved door of Huanhua Tower, and some dim sunlight instantly poured in through the crack in the door.

Also spilling in were the shadows of many Xuan Zhongwei that were stretched very long.

Fang Weihan looked down from his high vantage point and saw men in dark blue uniforms standing in several rows, blocking the entrance to Huanhua Tower like a dark cloud.

The sound of swords colliding with armor was heard, and a man stood out from the crowd, surrounded by many flags of the Xuanzhong Guards.

He has a square face and eagle eyes, a tall and strong figure, with one hand on the hilt of the sword. His aura is like the abyss, unfathomable.

Fang Weihan quickly thought of relevant information about this person.

Xiao Fuwei, the second uncle of Xiao Jin and Xiao Ji, and the younger brother of the patriarch of the Lanling Xiao clan.

The commander-in-chief of Xuanzhong Guard and the Marquis of Pingjiang County.

The sixth level of Mingwu.

Just by standing in front of Xiao Fuwei, Fang Weihan felt a huge pressure that almost made him unable to support his body.

This was when Xiao Fuwei did not specifically release his pressure on him.

This fucking Mingwu Sixth Transformation is too strong!

This person is totally different from the man in black that he met that day.

Fang Weihan tried his best to keep his facial expression calm.

"Meet the Marquis of Pingjiang County."

He bowed respectfully.

Xiao Fuwei narrowed his eagle eyes and scanned Fang Weihan's entire body.

Even though he just looked at it, it didn't feel good.

It was like being licked by Simba's tongue.

He remained motionless, with his back straight, not bent at all.

The drizzle of spring rain was still falling, and a man and a group of people stood opposite each other in silence.

After a long time, Xiao Fuwei actually smiled.

"Meet His Royal Highness Prince Guangling."

He removed his hand from the hilt and cupped his hands.

Xuan Zhongwei behind him hesitated for a moment and then followed suit.

The black clouds were surging, and the clattering sound of armor colliding filled the air.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Guangling!"