Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 1864 It is impossible to sit idly by.

If there is no one to help, it is obviously impossible. Gu Jue knows it well, and Shan Limo naturally knows it too.

After a long silence, he said, "Jue, can you help me?"

Seemingly knowing what he wanted him to help, Gu Jue pondered for a while before replying, "To get Cynthia back to Nami Country safely, we must use our military power. How about this, you bring that child to Xincheng."

Understanding what he meant, Shan Limo heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."

"What are you being polite about? Country A and Nami Country have always been on good terms, and a lot of interests are involved. If the king was really killed by his own brother, my father would not sit idly by and let such a ruthless murderer inherit the throne."

The father he mentioned naturally refers to the former President Palace Shen Yan.

After the call was over, Shan Limo put the phone on the table and called Fengying: "You are here to watch the movement of the Han family, and let me know if there is anything."

He was curious: "Master, is he going out?" He must be bringing that male elf with him again, hum!

"Well, I'm going to take Xinya to the new city."

"Huh? Go to Xincheng?"

Seeing the heavy expression on Grandpa's face, Feng Ying didn't dare to ask any more questions, and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I will take good care of my family."

Anyway, being left to watch the house is not once or twice.

Xinya was also very surprised to hear that he was going to take her to the new city all of a sudden, and the other party went as soon as he said, without even giving her time to clean up, the two of them were already on the plane.

How did she know that Shan Limo was afraid of having long nights and dreams, and if the matter was not resolved sooner, her uncle hiding in the dark would send someone to kill her before she knew it, which was too risky.

They were on an [-]:[-] p.m. flight. Before the shutdown, Xinya hesitated for a while and sent a message.

I don't know how long it will take to go to the new city this time, but I should report to Uncle Xin so that he won't worry about himself.

What Xin Ya didn't know was that Xin Lu was with Yan He at the moment. In order to find out the whereabouts of the princess, Yan He not only sent people to watch Xin Lu recently, but also came to the door in person from time to time to get closer in the name of reminiscing about the past. , thinking that when he lowered his psychological defenses, he might tell himself some 'secrets'.

"I've wronged you, eat hot pot in my small place."

Yan He waved his hand indifferently: "How can you be wronged? When we were studying abroad, it's not like we didn't eat hot pot together in our small house."

Seemingly wanting to let go of the past, Xin Lu's resolute face became softer: "Yes, I was very happy when I ate enough for three meals."

"Do you still have photos of us in college?" Yan He asked suddenly.

"There are some, you want to see?"

Seeing his excited appearance, Xin Lu unlocked his phone, opened the photo album and handed it to him.

Yan He took it calmly, flipped through a few photos, occasionally showing hearty laughter.At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house, and Xin Lu stood up: "I'm going to see who it is."

"Well, let's go."

Pretending to look at the photos carefully, but when Xin Lu turned around, Yan He quickly closed the photo album and opened the call log.

Perhaps it was because of his precautions, or because of his personal habits, there were not many names on Xinlu's cell phone, and they were all displayed as a series of numbers, Yan He frowned.

At this moment, a message popped up, and he subconsciously pressed it...

Outside the house, seeing the door opened, Feng Mian cleared his throat and raised the book in his hand: "Professor Xin, thank you for the book you lent me earlier, I will return it to you."

Unexpectedly, it was her. Xin Lu took the book with a kind expression on his face: "You're welcome, just remember to bring the book to class next time."

(End of this chapter)