The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 550 Map Guidance (2)

"What is Xiyan Palace for?" Liu Yiting was puzzled.

"Abandoned palace." Xia Moxi said calmly, and began to sort out the chess pieces she had scattered.

Liu Yiting scratched her hair.Abandoned palace?Then I don't understand.She pursed her lips, folded her hands on her chest, and tilted her head slightly, as if she was saying to herself: "The map of the abandoned palace? I always feel that there is some secret hidden in it." What civet cat is for the prince, and so on, and so on.

"Boom!"

The sunspots between Xia Moxi's fingers suddenly fell.

Liu Yiting reacted quickly, stayed on the bed quickly, and glanced around.Huh?Where did you go?She squatted down and aimed at the soft couch bottom.

Xia Moxi held up the thin piece of paper and looked at it carefully.It's the map of Xiyan Palace, that's right.

Xiyan Palace, the palace where Princess Mengyao lived 15 years ago.

He narrowed his eyes, and his deep eyes buried all his thoughts in his heart.What is depicted on the map is the unknown secret room of Xiyan Palace.Some of it he knew, and some of it he was seeing for the first time.

He was momentarily confused.

At this time, a paw slapped on his chessboard, and between the white fingers was the sunspot he dropped.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yiting poked her mournful head out from the soft couch, and said in a crying voice, "Oh, why do I always like to pick up things dropped by others, not money."

She has developed a habit and reached the realm of instinct.Climbing under the soft couch for a worthless pawn, fortunately the palace sanitation is good, otherwise she would be disheartened and her dignity would be ruined.

Xia Moxi grasped her thin arm, gave her a hand, and said with a serious expression, "Who gave you the map?"

He has never seen such an unruly, uncultivated, unrestrained, and even unreasonable personality like her. Sometimes he makes people angry, and sometimes he loves and hates her.

"Lan Rong gave it to me, what's the matter?" Liu Yiting broke free from Xia Moxi, his palm felt strong and powerful, contrary to Xia Chenxi's soft and delicate.

Xia Moxi looked at Lan Rong who was hiding in a corner without a trace of breath, and secretly admired this person's concealment ability in his heart.

Lan Rong remained silent, amazed in his heart, the emperor's martial arts were definitely not inferior to the prince's, and he actually knew his correct position.

(End of this chapter)