Chapter 110: What Are You Doing with Me?

When Shen Xi entered the porch, he smelled the smell of mutton. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's not early or late at the moment, and it's a little strange to eat at the moment.

As the purple-clothed guards who came to answer the door entered the second gate, they found that this was actually a wide courtyard that covered a small area, overlapping inside and out, and I didn't know how deep it was.

And if you only look at it from the outside, you can only think that this is just an inconspicuous courtyard.

The guard crossed the moon cave door to the east, and she pushed aside the flower branches that had crept into the porch and followed.

Stepping through the corridor between the rockeries, the eyes suddenly opened up again, in front of which was a small garden, and the corridor of the small garden led to the hugging building connected to the main courtyard.

Go up the stone steps into the corridor, and when you reach the entrance of the Hug Xiamen, you will see that in the long window with a wide open, the curtain is dancing lightly, and the person wearing the purple gold dragon crown and the silver scale bright light armor is sitting on the top.

There is a charcoal-burning stove on the long table in front of him, the red oil soup in the ding is bubbling, and there is a bunch of complicated official documents at the other end.

Even if the hot soup in front of him was full of aroma, His Royal Highness the prince didn't seem to be able to taste the deliciousness, but slowly soaked the meat while staring at his eyebrows, burying his head in the official document.

Wearing a battle armor and eating shabu-shabu, he also looked at the official document murderously.

Shen Xi couldn't help but secretly wonder, this slandered the general Chen Xiu, and the prince of Yanwang, who regarded seven human lives as grass mustard, could it be that he was shabu at the moment?

I don't blame her for hurting him behind her back, but she is really using his identity as the prince of Yan Wang to pinch her as a little minion, and there are some villains.

She didn't expect this to be the case, and the guards who brought her in sent her under the curtain and withdrew, and now there was only him and her in the room.

And while he was engrossed in looking at the official documents, the atmosphere was very solemn, which made it inconvenient for her to disturb her, so she stood under the curtain, and waited with her eyes and nose and nose and heart.

Even if the aroma wafts into his nose, as long as he imagines that he is eating human flesh or rat meat, it will not lose his dignity at all.

This is what Xiao taught her.

Sometimes she also thinks that Xiao is not actually a famous lady advertised by the world, because in addition to the dignified and graceful on the face, she also has deviant thoughts in private, and even makes people laugh and cry in some things.

Zhang Xie always said with half anger and half annoyance that she let her mother take it badly.

But at the moment, although she was restrained in her heart, she did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Xiao Huai looked at the resumes of several generals in the Datong camp, including General Su Peifang, and his brows were deeply wrinkled.

He read it twice from beginning to end, threw it aside, and then opened another military newspaper.

The military newspaper listed all kinds of wild words that Su Peifang and others had in the camp recently, in addition to saying that he Xiao Huai had a personal vendetta in the camp, they also hyped up their loyalty to the Yan Wangfu, but they ended up with revenge.

He sneered, lowered his head and took a bite of meat, and with a few moments of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the figure standing like a statue under the curtain.

Yes, he forgot.

He looked up, chewing his food and looking again.

At this time, it is stable, and I can't see the slightest arrogance.

Didn't you say that his fingers were dirty and smelly?

He didn't close his eyes all night, he didn't change his clothes, and he was still cooking the smelly mutton here, why didn't he cover his nose and say that he stinks?

He glanced at her, took a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, and looked down again.

When Shen Xi sneered, he had already recalled all kinds of memorable past events in his previous life. It had to be like this so that she could not be distracted and not disturb the one who was eating in large chunks after the first case.

Growing up in a high-ranking family with strict rules, she has her own set of rules for survival.

Not necessarily every young lady from a family must be a female trainer in action, how dignified she is on her face, how flamboyant she is in private.

But right now, she can't make a statement.

The sun was setting outside the window, and she couldn't wait.

She turned her head to look at the top, and saw that he seemed to have finished eating, and was elbowing his elbows and looking at the military newspaper in his hand with full attention.

From her point of view, his eye sockets were slightly blue, and the small patch of light cyan on his chin came out again, lined with this silver scale armor, it was a bit of a mighty general standing proudly in the yellow sand, but it looked a little tired.

She didn't understand, since he was busy with official business, why was he not in the palace or in the yamen, but he would be here?

Xiao Huai's time to change the fold had already noticed that there was a line of sight to look over, so he looked up at it, and then lowered his eyes to look at the fold.

Seeing this, Shen Xi still crossed his heart, walked steadily to the long case, and bowed his head: "Shizi." ā€

Xiao Huai didn't look up: "What are you looking for me to do?" ā€

This voice was hoarse and cold, it was he who was killed in the yamen of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies that day.

Although Shen Xi offended him again somewhere, he knew that he was deliberately making things difficult, so he had no choice but to put down his body and pretend to be his grandson: "The people's daughter got the message from the shopkeeper Liu of Qionghuatai, saying that the person the people's daughter was looking for is now here in the world, so she dared to come and hoped that the prince would be convenient." ā€

Xiao Huai didn't move, didn't say.

Shen Xi didn't want to continue to speak, and took the opportunity to look at his fold, only to see several seals pressed on it, which looked like an urgent military report.

And the inscription has the emblem of the Houjun Governor's Mansion, which is obviously from Datong.

She remembered that Chen Xiu, who was killed by him not long ago, was also from Datong, why was Datong so unpeaceful?

There was a soft crackling sound in front of him, and he closed the fold and threw it on the desk again.

When he reached out to get another one, a large green jade dragon pattern finger clasped on his thumb appeared in front of him!

Shen Xi's eyes suddenly froze......

Isn't this spot finger the one that Liu Ling temporarily took in that day?!

She looked at his face suddenly, but he still lowered his eyebrows, indifferent to her presence.

She suddenly understood, it turned out that the finger was his, and it turned out that when she was in Qionghuatai that day, he was actually there!

- No, what did she say that day after looking at the fingers? How did she remember that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said......

Her face suddenly froze.

How would she have known that the finger was his?

Thinking about Liu Ling's expression before, in this way, is he the owner behind Qionghuatai? !

She suddenly felt that it was a little difficult to say whether she could get out of this yard today.

Obviously, after he let her go last time in the Yamen of the Fifth Army, he didn't plan to investigate the previous matter, and she thought that the two had nothing to do with each other since then, but who knew that she actually encountered this stubble again!

What did she do?

She looked at him silently, her face as tight as an iron plate, and she couldn't find the slightest opportunity to take advantage of it.

Or maybe she's coming in the wrong place.

She adjusted her breath and saluted him in a tone as soft as possible: "The folk girl is rashly disturbed, and she is offended, so she will retire." ā€