Michiko

Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao were ushered into the side hall by the waiters.The people from Gong Lingze were not in the side hall, what was waiting for them was hot tea that had been served and waiters waiting for them.The servant folded his hands in front of his abdomen, stood upright, with his chin slightly retracted, his eyes lowered to the ground, with the appearance of a standard royal servant.

Seeing the two people coming, the little attendant's eyes lit up immediately, and he put aside his posture and quickly stepped forward to meet them, "Young master!"

This little servant is very familiar with Xie Xuanyang. Six years ago, Xie Xuanyang traveled alone to the imperial capital of Xiliang and met an acquaintance named Gong Lingze. He lived in the third prince's mansion for a whole year, and this little servant has always followed him.

Seeing him, Xie Xuanyang smiled slightly and said, "Mo Yan, I haven't seen you for a few years and you are still in a hurry, nothing has changed."

Five years ago when he and Mo Lingyan left the Prince's Mansion to go to the Tianxianzong, Mo Yan was still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The steward scolded him.Now Mo Yan is also a person in his late twenties, but he still has this temperament.

Xie Xuanyang thought to himself, fortunately, Mo Yan is from Gong Lingze's mansion, and there is no picky mistress in the mansion, if it is changed to another prince's mansion, I don't know if Xiao Ming is still there.

Seeing this, Mo Yan quickly covered his eyes, "Don't, don't, don't! Young master, don't smile at Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao can't stand it."

When he served Xie Xuanyang before, he knew how good-looking he was. He had seen countless beauties in the Prince's Mansion who were sent by outsiders to please His Royal Highness the Third Prince. Men and women, he had never seen anyone prettier than Xie Xuanyang.

Mo Yan felt that it was reasonable for His Royal Highness the Third Prince to never fall in love with beauties, no matter who had an acquaintance like the young master, he would not have feelings for those ordinary Yingying Yanyan.

"Why can't I stand it anymore?" Xie Xuanyang said, "I haven't changed in the past few years."

Not to mention his looks, Xie Xuanyang didn't even grow a bit taller. Both Bai Qishan and Mo Lingyan have grown from their youthful appearance to become more handsome, upright and masculine, but he is still the original appearance.

"But, young master, even if you are the original appearance..." Mo Yan groaned, and suddenly remembered that Xie Xuanyang had never had such self-knowledge. use.

He clearly remembered that Mr. Mo Lingyan had talked to the young master many times back then, but in the end he was hit so hard that he hit his head against the wall repeatedly.Mo Yan didn't want to end up like this, so he consciously stopped this topic.

He put down his hand, only to realize that there was a man standing beside Xie Xuanyang.This man also has an extraordinary appearance, he looks like a fairy, but it is too cold, Mo Yan was frightened by his eyes when he glanced at it, and he didn't dare to look again.

"This is Qing, Li Zhuoshu, mine..." Xie Xuanyang hesitated for a while when introducing Qing Xiao's identity, "Master Uncle."

Qing Xiao took a look at Xie Xuanyang and asked, "Where is Master Uncle?"

"Why not Master?" Xie Xuanyang said, "Mo Lingyan is a disciple of the inner sect, and I am an outer sect, so I have to call him senior brother. And you are the head of the inner sect, Mo Lingyan's master, I should call you no matter what Master uncle."

When Qing Xiao heard this, she couldn't help but frowned, obviously dissatisfied with her seniority, "No."

"Isn't he an uncle?" Xie Xuanyang looked sideways at him.

"Inappropriate." Qing Xiao said.

Xie Xuanyang smiled and sighed softly, "Okay, dear friend."

Hearing this, Qing Xiao pursed her lips and remained silent.He turned his head slightly, turned his eyes away and refused to look at Xie Xuanyang, Xie Xuanyang was confused and didn't know what happened to Qingxiao, why he suddenly became angry.

Qing Xiao's mood swings were very weak, and others couldn't see anything.But Xie Xuanyang and him have known each other for five years, practicing swords and discussing swords together every day, and he is much more familiar with him than Mo Lingyan, an apprentice.The slight change in Qing Xiao's eyes now is enough for Xie Xuanyang to see that he is unhappy.

It is often said that a woman's heart is a needle under the sea, and in Xie Xuanyang's view, Qingxiao is almost the same.Qing Xiao's emotions are not obvious, and he is a dull gourd. Even if you ask him, you can't find out a thing or two. It is much more difficult to figure out his mind than a woman's mind.

Looking at them, Mo Yan felt strange for some reason.Obviously the two of them were just having an ordinary conversation, but he could see some intimacy from it.

Mo Yan has seen Mo Lingyan and Xie Xuanyang get along with each other, so it can be said that he has personally witnessed that the two have become friends from strangers to acquaintances here, but he has never felt that Xie Xuanyang and Mo Lingyan are like Xie Xuanyang and this Taoist Li Zhuoshu now. been intimate.These two gave him the feeling that they formed a world of their own, and no one else could get in.

Perhaps the sympathy among sword cultivators is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people of his generation, Mo Yan thought.Hearing that Daoist Li is still the master of Mr. Mo, his swordsmanship is much better than Mr. Mo, and he is on par with Mr. Mo.

Mo Yan doesn't know the world of cultivating immortals, and he doesn't know what Mo Lingyan's master represents in the world of cultivating immortals, and he doesn't know how much turmoil he will cause if the conversation he heard about the "best friends" between these two people is put in the world of cultivating immortals and let other monks know .

He only thought that Qing Xiao was an ordinary master of sword cultivation, and he felt that the two masters had much more in common than Xie Xuanyang and Mr. Mo, so it was understandable that they would be closer.

Just as he was thinking, Gong Lingze, who had finally sent Gong Yunrui away, walked in slowly, waving his fan.

Gong Lingze is a lazy person, if he doesn't go out, he won't bother to dress properly.He was only wearing a purple inner robe, and a black outer cloak was casually put on over it, and his hair was loosely loose.But even if he was dressed so casually, His Royal Highness was also graceful and elegant.

As soon as Gong Lingze came in, he rushed to the upholstered upper seat, sat on it, leaned on the back covered with unknown white fluffy animal skin, and lazily raised his eyelids to look at Xie Xuanyang, "Why are you still the same after all these years?" Like this?"

After a pause, he saw Qing Xiao beside Xie Xuanyang, "Oh, I forgot, you went to Tianxianzong to practice swords. Why, this time you brought Daoist Qing Xiao to and from your mother's house?"

"Where are you going back to your natal family? Your Highness, don't make jokes." Xie Xuanyang quickly glanced at Qing Xiao beside him, and he was relieved when he saw that he didn't respond.

"Didn't you go to Tianxianzong just for Qingxiao?" Gong Lingze said, "Now that you have brought people back, why not go back to your mother's house?"

"Your Highness, don't be silly. Going back to your mother's house is a matter for Taoist couples. Qing Xiao and I are close friends." Xie Xuanyang knew that Gong Lingze's tongue was sometimes incoherent, and he was used to it. And pass.But Qing Xiao is very serious, it would be bad if Gong Lingze joked around in front of him and was seriously misunderstood.

Xie Xuanyang didn't want any barriers between him and Qing Xiao.

Gong Lingze looked at Qing Xiao who was pursing his lips like ice, and said "oh", and he was very happy.He stays in the imperial capital now and rarely goes out, but when he was not a prince, he roamed around everywhere and saw many people. What flowers and birds have he not seen?Naturally, he noticed that Qingxiao's eyes were full of frost when he heard Xie Xuanyang spit out the word "best friend". Xie Xuanyang, this little guy, was actually worried about misunderstanding.

But Qing Xiao is a dull gourd who doesn't know what feelings are, and he probably doesn't know what he thinks of Xie Xuanyang.Xie Xuanyang is stupid in this respect again, he can't see clearly.Gong Lingze was also happy to see the two of them sticking together without knowing it, and just waited for the two to develop to the end.

"Okay, okay." Gong Lingze waved his hand, which seemed to be in response to Xie Xuanyang's sentence "Mo Hu Zou".He said, "Young Master Xie does not go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, tell me, why did you come this time?"

"Please help." Xie Xuanyang said, "There is..."

Before Xie Xuanyang finished speaking, Gong Lingze interrupted, "Let's talk first, I won't do troublesome things, you know that when it's the most critical time for those guys with as many minds as a hornet's nest to compete for that seat, I don't Time runs errands for you."

"Of course there is no need for His Highness to trouble you." Xie Xuanyang said, "This time I am here to ask for something for your cousin."

"Oh? For Mo Lingyan?" Gong Lingze straightened his body, and suddenly became interested.His little cousin didn't have time to hide from him, so why would he want to ask him to borrow something?He asked, "Borrow what?"

"Borrow dragon's blood." Xie Xuanyang said.

Gong Lingze's face changed when he heard that, Mo Lingyan didn't know about his dragon blood, only Xie Xuanyang knew about it.But Xie Xuanyang said that he was borrowing it for Mo Lingyan. Obviously, it wasn't that Mo Lingyan wanted to borrow it, but that he had an accident and needed it. "What's wrong with him?"

"The soul is unstable." Xie Xuanyang said, "Dragon blood is needed to expel the yin."

"Heh, something happened to the wave." Gong Lingze sneered, "I told him earlier that the body of the mortal mortal is less than the wave, so it's good to learn a lesson."

He slackened his body and sat back down, resting his elbows on the chair to support his head, and said, "This dragon's blood cannot be borrowed easily, you should know how precious the dragon's blood in my hand is."

"I know." Xie Xuanyang said, the dragon's blood in Gong Lingze's hands is not ordinary dragon's blood, even if the treasures of the whole world are moved, it is not enough to replace a drop, "But he is Mo Lingyan."

"So what about Mo Lingyan? His value is not that high." Gong Lingze disapproved, "At most, he's just a soul flying to the underworld, and he'll be a man again after 18 years."

"But the reincarnated him is no longer him." Xie Xuanyang said.

Gong Lingze summoned a waiter to bring him a new cup of tea, and took a sip slowly, "You made up your mind to borrow it."

"Yes." Xie Xuanyang nodded.

"That's not impossible." Gong Lingze put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup hit the mahogany table with a crisp sound, "Take one thing in exchange."

"What?" Xie Xuanyang asked.

"Open the door for me." Gong Lingze evoked an inexplicable smile, "Only you can open it, the Dragon Vein Gate."