Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but be stunned, it was the first time he found that Xie Mingxiu had this kind of jealous context. The www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't want to laugh, I'm already anxious now!"

Xie Mingxiu looked at him quietly, her red lips stopped talking, but in the end she didn't say anything, and turned into a light sigh.

"That's it!" Xie Mingxiu suddenly stopped and said to him very seriously: "I suddenly started to be jealous of the two of them!"

Zhuang Yichen naturally understood that what she was talking about was Wan'er and the eldest princess, but at this time, he couldn't say anything! Even if he was confident that he would exchange the quota of a regular wife again, it would be impossible for Xie Mingxiu to really resume marrying his daughter.

Besides, Shui Anran is also affectionate to herself, and with the status of the Shui family, it is impossible for Miss Shui to be a flat wife.

"Precious!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes were clear and calm, he had more things to do than his children's affection.

Xie Mingxiu left quickly, and he never looked back. Zhuang Yichen watched her back disappear eventually, and he always felt very melancholy in his heart, but there was no way.

Back at the post house, Shui Anran suddenly rushed into the room in a huff, and Jin Kexin behind him couldn't stop him.

"You're not going back to Yan Kingdom?" Shui Anran glared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Well, you go back first!" Zhuang Yichen said calmly.

"I'm going to stay with you!" Shui Anran said in a coquettish voice.

"No!" Zhuang Yichen refused.

"Why?" Shui Anran's beautiful eyes suddenly had a trace of mist, which seemed to be very sad, and tears could be left at any time.

"What I'm going to do is a bit dangerous, you can't go!" Zhuang Yichen said gently. Although he is now famous for the human race, after all, he followed a mysterious person like Cheng Dieyi who practiced the Taishang Forgetfulness Mantra to that ruin. I don't have any confidence to protect myself, so how dare I go with the water safely.

"I don't have to worry about you, I can protect myself!" Shui Anran still refused.

"You go back to Yan Kingdom first, I will come back as soon as possible! Besides, there is no one in the Zhongyong Palace, so it's good if you can take care of it for me!" Zhuang Yichen had a headache. However, after he said this, he saw that Shui Anran's pretty face was half red, and he was a little twisted.

Taking care of the inner house is actually the power of the mistress of a home. At this time, Wan'er was not at home, and the eldest princess had not yet married, Zhuang Yichen and Shui Anran were actually very close when they talked like this.

"Hmph, you have to talk to the truth, otherwise I'll be finished with you!" Shui Anran felt the heat on his face, and then even his entire delicate body became hot.

On the second day, the Yan delegation left early in the morning, after all, there was still a marriage letter from the Qi country to go back to restore his life, and then the Ministry of Rites of the two countries would start preparing for the wedding.

Only Zhuang Yichen was left alone in the post house, but Cheng Dieyi disappeared mysteriously, no matter how Zhuang Yichen looked for it, no one was found.

However, the news that the Yan State Mission had returned to China and Zhuang Yichen did not return spread from various channels, and finally turned into countless speculations and fell on the desks of many big people.

"What is his purpose in staying in Qi Country?" muttered a man wearing a blank felt hat on the busiest street in Qi Country. His entire face was covered by a felt hat, and it was impossible to tell his age.

In a house in another alley far away, three people in Tsing Yi were slowly walking out, looking at the direction of Yanguo Post House with calm eyes.

This is the imperial capital of the Qi Kingdom, a big city with semi-saint powerhouses. As long as Zhuang Yichen was in the post house, no one dared to take his life.

In any case, before Zhuang Yichen left the Yan Country Post House, he could only endure it secretly. The capital of Qi has always been a city with a slow-paced life, and under this calm, there is actually an undercurrent surging, and one conspiracy after another is slowly brewing.

Zhuang Yichen stayed in the post house for three days, and he didn't go anywhere except for cultivation and eating and sleeping.

He had already sensed this strange change in atmosphere, and naturally he was reluctant to go out easily. Besides, this is also to simulate the preparation for becoming a saint before the Venjinshi.

In the early morning of the third day, Zhuang Yichen felt that the opportunity was almost over, and immediately resorted to the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and the pseudo-talent was greatly boosted, reaching the level of Wen Jinshi.

"You've finally arrived at the Holy Former Wen Jinshi!" Cheng Dieyi's voice suddenly entered his soul, with a hint of delicate meaning in the coldness, and people couldn't help but be attracted by this voice.

"Cheng Keqing, where have you been these days?" Zhuang Yichen asked.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just went to see a few old friends!" Cheng Dieyi said very calmly, without a trace of emotion.

"We can leave now, right?" Zhuang Yichen asked, staying in the Yanguo Post House was actually boring.

"Naturally, you can, but you can only go alone, it's better for me to hide in the dark!" Cheng Dieyi said softly.

"I know!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, casually packed up his salute, and left immediately.

"King Zhongyong, are you leaving the inn?" At this time, the official of the post house immediately came over, respectfully stopped him and asked.

"Yes, I've been bothering for the past few days!" Zhuang Yichen said politely, and the official immediately said with a flattered expression: "You're welcome!"

His back quickly disappeared in front of the eyes of the post house official, who sighed twice: "It's a pity that there is no girl of the right age in the family, otherwise it would be good to give King Zhongyong as a concubine!"

Zhuang Yichen followed Cheng Dieyi's instructions and soon headed towards a deserted outskirts of the capital of Qi State.

"Is Zhuang Yichen finally leaving the capital of Qi Kingdom?" When the three Tsing Yi people received the news, they all immediately left the place like a whirlwind.

After a hundred zhang, the mysterious man with the rimless felt hat appeared quietly, following Zhuang Yichen's figure from a distance.

"With his strength, he will definitely not be able to withstand the sneak attack of my full force!" the mysterious man smiled slightly, and his body suddenly moved.

"Zhuang Yichen, you can die!" the mysterious man said in a very soft voice, and between the lightning and flint, he already had an extra handful of writing in his hand.

The writing pen waved up and down, almost instantaneously into a poem, and it was about to attack it unprepared to put Zhuang Yichen to death.

"Boom!" A powerful battle poem appeared like this, and his rich talent turned into an ironclad general, and he blasted towards Zhuang Yichen.

"Such a powerful battle poem, he can actually summon an ironclad general!" Zhuang Yichen's heart sank, and he immediately realized the difficulty of the opponent. It seems that this is another conspiracy.