Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 31 Little, Come Down
"My lord Shen Yang, my subordinates, my subordinates have something important to tell the prince!"

The guard was sweating profusely as he ran, but even so, he didn't dare to catch his breath first, for fear of delaying something.

Shen Yang saw that he didn't look like a fake, he was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "Come with me."

Turning around, he said to Cong Shao, "I'll leave it to you."

Cong Shao nodded: "Don't worry."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Shen Yang knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Qin Youchen's voice came out from the study, and Shen Yang pushed open the door and walked in first.

The guards did not dare to delay and followed closely behind.

In the study room, surrounded by sandalwood, Qin Youchen stood behind the table, holding a wolf hair brush, practicing calligraphy.

"Father, I need to see you."

Qin Youchen didn't raise his eyes, but uttered a word coldly: "Speak."

"My lord, there is a girl who is hanging on the wall at the side door of the palace, and she also said that she came here to die, please make a decision, my lord!"

This time, the movements of Qin Youchen's hands paused, and he said coldly: "Since she is here to die, then let her be fulfilled."

The guard was about to take orders, paused, remembered what the captain said, and added: "By the way, my lord, that girl called you Fourteenth Uncle."

Qin Youchen's hand that was writing paused, the ink soaked the rice paper, and it was still expanding outward.

Even Shen Yang couldn't help being startled when he heard it.

This name... seems a bit familiar!
"and many more!"

Qin Youchen finally raised his head.

The princes and princesses in the palace always call him the fourteenth uncle when they see him, and the only one who calls him the fourteenth uncle is... Lin Xiaoxiao!

Qin Youchen threw the brush into the brush washer, and strode out from behind the desk.

"What about her?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qin Youchen to react so strongly!
"Where is she!"

Qin Youchen frowned and repeated it again.

"Yes, on the wall of the side door in the alley..."

The guard hadn't finished speaking, he just felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and when he realized it again, where was Qin Youchen's figure in front of him?

"Lord Shen Yang, is this girl..."

Shen Yang had already recovered from the surprise at the beginning, glanced at the guards, and said: "You shouldn't ask, don't ask randomly."

Shen Yang said coldly, then stepped up and rushed towards the side door.

Seeing this, the guard didn't dare to stay in the study, and hastily followed him out.

"Shen Yang, where are you going?"

First the prince ran out quickly, then Shen Yang...

Cong Shao frowned in confusion.

It was the first time he saw the prince in such a hurry!

It's just that Shen Yang didn't pay attention to Cong Shao at all, and Cong Shao curled his lips. At this time, the guard ran past, and Cong Shao quickly stopped the guard.

"Quickly explain! What happened?"

……

When Qin Youchen arrived, Ling Xian'er was lying leisurely on the wall that was one person wide, and she didn't forget to open her small folding fan to fan herself.

Ban Xia was brought into the palace at some point, but was still restrained by those two people, unable to move.

"Little..."

Qin Youchen's voice attracted everyone's attention almost immediately, except for one person.

Ling Xian'er sat up slowly, yawned, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

"Uncle Fourteen, why are you so slow? I'm almost falling asleep." Ling Xian'er complained.

"It's my fault, Xiao Xiao, you should come down first, you don't know martial arts, it's very dangerous." Qin Youchen said worriedly.

　【small theater】

　　Ling Xian'er: Uncle Fourteen, when you say only one word, you like to use the word related to "well"?
　　(For example: enter, speak...)
　　Qin Youchen (looking at Ling Xian'er, with a helpless tone): Who made your character look like a well?
　　Ling Xian'er: ...?
　　Is this... a compliment to her?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)