Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

"Niang, I'll accompany you to find Dad! Sister, you can't delay the face saint, otherwise you will be killed, even the whole Xuanyuan family!" Xuanyuan Huan came in and said.

"Huan'er!"

"Xiao Huan!"

"Mother, sister, you don't have to hide everything from me. I'm not young. What I should know, doctor Xuanyuan told me!"

Xuanyuan Huan said. Behind him, Xuanyuan doctor followed closely and nodded to yushengxiang's mother and daughter.

……

The seventh Prince's house, under the osmanthus tree, stood on one's back.

Long hair is like ink, modest as bin, tall as jade, dark jujube color, seven lotus and double crane brocade clothes. From a distance, it is an extremely gorgeous and breezy ancient beautiful man's back painting, with far-reaching and long artistic conception.

"Your Highness."

A waiter came in a hurry. Although he was in a hurry, he acted with moderation and composure. He didn't feel half flustered and disordered. He arched his hands and bowed.

"Yes."

The echo from the nasal cavity is as good as the flow of a cold spring, giving people an unattainable sense of nobility.

"The people and horses sent to meet the new leader of Xuanyuan city have set out. My subordinates also learned that the people and horses of major families in Beijing move in the same direction as going to Xuanyuan city."

Waiter.

"Yes."

It's still just a single tone, but it's much clearer and thicker than before.

"My subordinates found out that they were all spies sent by major families to inquire about the new leader of Xuanyuan city. However, the number of Wang and Li's sent out was a little large. My father was not just trying to find out the details. General Yu of the general's mansion also personally brought a group of people and horses. I waited a step first and left Beijing. It is estimated that he went to pick up the new leader of Xuanyuan city."

The waiter said again.

"Yes."

A faint tone indicates that it is known.

Waved his hand and motioned him to step down.

"Your Highness, if those people are unfavorable to the new city Lord, will we help the new city Lord?"

The Chamberlain was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked carefully.

"No."

The tone is still light, but it is still a word.

A word is worth a thousand gold.

The waiter was surprised.

Isn't your Highness the seventh Prince looking forward to seeing the legendary woman? Why not help?

"Your Highness?"

He called out in doubt to make sure he had heard and understood his highness correctly.

"Go down."

The figure that had been carrying turned around and said.

The Chamberlain bowed down respectfully.

"Xuanyuan Shuiling?..."

The evenly proportioned vermilion lip, a little dark red Phlox mole on the lip, both sides of the tall bridge of the nose, the eyes are as deep as the sea, black as ink, the eyebrows are like a sword, thick and thick, masculine but gentle, and the temples are vertical, which adds a bit of softness to the masculine spirit.

Qingrun is like jade, Qinglie is like spring, Wenwen is like elegance, modest childe.

There are thousands of men in the world. They are as colored as the seven princes, and their Qu fingers can be counted.

"The prince wants to see if you are the one he wants to wait for."

The lips with perfect proportion opened slightly, and there seemed to be some resistance in the voice with expectation. The gentle eyes looked up slightly and looked at the stretch of white clouds in the sky. The dark red moles of ferro on the lips seemed more red because of this sentence.

When the wind blew up, countless osmanthus petals fell in succession. Small white ones all fell on his hair and shoulders. It seemed that he had also become a tree, a jujube red osmanthus tree.

If Hua Canling is here, he will be surprised. He is not Yun Zuiyan, who else can he be!