Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

When A Zhuang called out, those who got off the carriage all looked at the two women wearing curtain hats. Why are there maids in the house? Never heard of it. That's right, she's just a maid, so she doesn't necessarily have to tell them all.

Nanshan: "..." What are you looking at? Can you see it?

"Miss?" Ah Chun tugged at Nanshan's sleeve.

"A Zhuang, a distinguished guest has come to the house, please ask Xuan Qing to come out and take a look."

"Okay, everyone, please wait a moment." A Zhuang ordered and hurried to Tingfeng Courtyard. A group of people were left staring at each other.

"Who are you?" When the old queen heard her address her husband by his first name, she was the first to refuse.

"Old man, I am a guest in this house just like you." Nanshan bowed slightly and replied in a gentle voice.

"Guest?" Not a maid? Can this house in Langzhou still house guests?

The prince frowned and complained in his heart: Why is the guest so valuable? Even the leader and eunuch of his majesty were thrown out. Could this be the prince's savior or something? It doesn’t look like that at such a young age, does it? Besides, who needs to save the prince’s ability?

Could it be a maid? That can't be called a guest. Could it be...an outer...outer room? But doesn’t the prince like the number one scholar? Ah, what's going on?

The prince closed his eyes and did not dare to think any more. The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and the more worried he became for the Holy One.

After a while, Wu Shen ran out first. When he saw a bunch of people outside, he braked suddenly and knelt on the ground: "Greetings, noble man."

A young man with noble eyebrows walked out from the crowd: "Wushen, long time no see, please excuse me."

Wushen was not polite and stood up immediately, his eyes drifting to Nanshan's face.

Nanshan opened the gauze curtain of the curtain and asked with his eyes: "Who is it?"

"Miss, I'll get back to you later." Wu Shen replied with his eyes. He didn't know how to tell her with his eyes that this was the current Saint.

"Miss, the master is handling business. Come out immediately. If the master has something to say, please go back to the house to change clothes and prepare for lunch."

"Okay." Nanshan turned around and saluted everyone again, "My little lady, please step aside first." Everyone returned the salute. The old man and the noble young man nodded.

When Nanshan's back disappeared around the corner of the corridor, the young man asked Wu Shen, "Where is sir?" Why did one wave of "guests" go in and the other wave have to wait outside?

"Don't be impatient, sir. The master will be here soon."

"Wushen." As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice was heard, "What's the matter?"

"Master." Wu Shen saluted and stepped aside. It wasn't that they had to call him out. The master had said that no one was allowed to come in except the eldest lady, but after all, this was the current Holy Emperor and the old Queen Mother, and it always seemed inappropriate to thank guests behind closed doors.

His injury is much better now. It can't be said that he was seriously injured and can't see guests, right? This will make everyone worried, right?

"You guys? Are you kidding!" Xuan Qing also saw the old Queen Mother and His Majesty outside the door. They were a little confused. Why were they running around with the Old Queen Mother? If I had known, I would have gritted my teeth and personally taught the Holy Master, so I couldn't hold my breath.

Just as Wang Gonggong was about to say a few good words for his sage, when he saw Xuan Qingyi's eyes turning cold, he was suddenly frightened into silence.

terrible. He didn't dare.

Xuan Qingyi's eyes glanced from Wang Gonggong to the young man standing on the side. The young man twitched the corner of his mouth and said bravely: "Uncle, don't be surprised. The queen mother really couldn't worry about you, so she clamored to come. Look at you."

"The Queen Mother is too old to travel around. Just write a letter here."

"It's okay to be old. But sir, why don't you reply to the letter in person?"

Xuan Qing also felt warm in his heart. This Xiao Jiang has always been a careful person: "I have been very busy recently, so I asked my subordinates to reply on my behalf, which makes the Queen Mother worried. Come in and have tea and rest." There is simply something to explain to the Holy Master. It’s okay to come during the rest period.

Xuanqing also asked Wu Shen to take everyone into the flower hall to drink tea and rest. Go to Chengyuyuan by yourself.

Xiao Anhe's face was slightly red, and he supported the Queen Mother as she walked inside, looking at Xuan Qingyi's back from time to time, but that person didn't even look at her.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother patted her hand and told her not to worry. As long as she was here, there would be plenty of opportunities.

In Chengyu Courtyard, Nanshan had already changed her clothes and was about to come to the flower hall. People in that room were still confused when they saw her as a "guest". They had to go and name her in person to avoid being rude.

Just as he was about to walk forward, he looked up and saw a tall and handsome figure walking this way.

"Miss, it's your husband who's here to pick you up." Achun skillfully helped Nanshan arrange the beads on her hair, and then went straight to the flower hall to entertain the guests.

"Brother Yi, why are you here in person?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I wanted to see you soon and have dinner with you." Xuan Qing also whispered, holding her wrist with his big hand.

Nanshan laughed, why did he say sour words?

"By the way," Nanshan asked as the man in front of her held her hand, "The group of guests I saw at the door just now don't look like ordinary people. Do they know your house in Langzhou?" There was also a man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year following him. The girl who is 20 years old is quite cute.

"Nanshan." Xuan Qing also stopped, turned the girl's body to face him, and then took out the token from his waist, "What do you think this is?"

"This is the token you gave me before. When I went to Lanzhu Town, I was afraid that something would happen at home, so I left it with my grandma just in case." She only knew that it was the token from No. 10, Wormwood Lane, and I haven't observed it carefully, but now it seems that this token has any special meaning?

"Xiang." Nanshan looked at the token in Xuan Qingyi's hand. On the back of it, there was a strong and powerful character engraved on it.

"That's right. Nanshan, I am Prince Xiang."

"Prince Xiang?" A memory slowly emerged in his mind. Prince Xiang, the God of War of South Vietnam, known as the "Ghost-faced Prince"? Nan Shanqing's dream lover. Oh no, the South Vietnamese girl’s dream lover?

"Ah."

"Yes, yes, I've heard of you. Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

"Let me tell you from the beginning, you may not be able to maintain such a normal relationship with me." Of course, if there is a ready-made relationship like sworn brother and sister, he must use it first, and he will not abandon the near for the distant.

"Yes." Nanshan nodded. She knew from the beginning that he was the powerful Prince Xiang, and she was afraid that she would have to distance herself a little, especially since he was beaten unconscious and in the abandoned woodshed in the inner courtyard of the deep house, calling himself "Prince Xiang". I feel that the other party either has ulterior motives or is out of ideas.

"But you can tell me after that." When she remembered some of the past, when she felt differently about him.

"I...not sure." Not sure if she has him in her heart, not sure if she will blame him for causing her to fall into the side effects of cause and effect several times after thinking about their history. In front of her, he was always unsure, not confident that he could completely occupy her heart.