Princess, be nice

Chapter 78

Hearing Ying Qicheng's words at first, Xie Ci couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The laughter grew louder.

It's getting more and more... creepy.

Ying Qicheng looked at Xie Ci cautiously: "Master Xie, what are you laughing at?"

He didn't have to lie to himself.

Xie Ci's eyes were indifferent, his tone was dull, and he replied without answering, "It's not easy to ask her to help you. I will report to His Majesty, and an imperial decree will come down to see if she can help you."

"Seventh Prince, please do what you want."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and stepped into the courtyard without a trace.

Ying Qicheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Take a breath, so ruthless, so ruthless, so ruthless!

Thank you indeed!
"Seventh Prince, are you okay?" Ting Zhuo couldn't help asking, looking at the almost suffocated Seventh Prince.

Even if you want to faint, don't faint in their Prince Yu's Mansion.

But Ying Qicheng patted Tingzhuo's shoulder, sighed: "Your family's black heart is the same as before."

"Whoever offends him will be unlucky."

After finishing speaking, Ying Qicheng turned and left with a smile, even his steps became much more cheerful.

Ting Zhuo was puzzled, what did the Seventh Prince mean by this?

After Ying Qicheng arrived in the palace and got the emperor's oral order, he kept sighing and thanked him very much.

The thanks still hit the nail on the head. This competition can be big or small, and it can rise to the issue of dignity between countries. If he said something serious, the emperor would definitely order it.

but……

Why did Xie Ci help him?
Moreover, it is this kind of forcing Yuan Changhuan to compete with Yan Dan in archery. Isn't his relationship with Yuan Changhuan very unusual?

Ying Qicheng couldn't figure it out.

No matter what, go to Rongyuan Hou Mansion to preach!

Make sure grandson Yun kneels and calls him grandpa!

Ying Qicheng never thought about why he had such confidence in Yuan Changhuan.

Xie Shizi, who gave advice to Ying Qicheng, returned to the study with a cold expression, not at all warm and peaceful.

She closed her eyes, her phoenix pupils were hollow and frightening.

"Does she not want me?"

"She said yes."

Thinking of the conversation with Ying Qicheng just now, Xie Ci's eyebrows became sharper.

It seems that he indulged her too much, that's why he allowed her to get away with it after provoking him.

Say such cold words.

Xie Ci's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was as cold as ice: "If you want to get out of the body, it's so easy."

Didn't he want the position of Princess Concubine? Very well, he will give it to her.

Turn around and take a book from the top shelf, with a wax-sealed letter inside.

Pinch your fingertips hard.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Tingzhuo, send this letter to the border."

Looking at the wax seal on it, Ting Zhuo tensed his jaw, "Yes!"

This is the first time for the son to send a letter to the prince. What is it that is so important that he wants to alarm the prince.

However, the son's expression was too cold, Ting Zhuo didn't dare to ask more questions, so he hurriedly sent someone to deliver the message.

Thank you very much and sit down.

Eyebrows drooped, making it difficult to see clearly.

Inside the Tongtian Pavilion.

In the tower as bright as day, Long Quyuan sat cross-legged in the ice spring in the center, and a misty mirror appeared in front of him, with the night as the base, dotted with stars.

The two brightest ones are getting closer.

Mi Mi Fan's voice sounded: "The little girl's red luan star has finally moved."

"However, why is this movement a little strange?"

The man in red stretched out his porcelain-white fingers, narrowed his eyes and pinched, "No, no, there is a vision."

"Tsk..."

"Brother, did you make a mistake again?" A bald young monk with a delicate face beside him tugged at the hem of his clothes helplessly.

Long Quyuan turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were as light as a cloud, extremely misty, "Chasing relationships indiscriminately, stupid mortals are not worthy of being my brother."

(End of this chapter)