Chapter Seventy-Two: Meet Again

"An emissary of the Iris Country?" The sword eyebrows of the oblique flying furrowed, and there was obvious doubt on the handsome face of Jin Ye: "I don't remember any contact with them, but it seems a little strange to choose to come at this time." I only have one sentence for + Kanshu.com, the update speed is n times ahead of other stations, and there are fewer advertisements"

"Father doesn't have to worry too much." The man in blue standing on the side was the second prince of the current saint, that is, the famous second prince of the Split Jin Kingdom. But seeing that his face was full of coldness on his face that resembled a golden night, there was not even a trace of emotion between his words: "Iriswood is just a small country, even if there are any tricks, it will definitely not be able to make many waves, so why should we mess up our own situation." ”

looked approvingly at this son, who was most like himself, and stroked his beard and chin in the night, and his expression slowly softened rarely: "Well, the emperor is right." Okay, Hu Liu, bring people in me! I want to see what kind of play this small country of iris is playing! ”

"Yes." Bowing down and retreating, Hu Liu had long been accustomed to the scene in front of him. As the most favored prince by the emperor, the second prince does not need to avoid suspicion at any time, and what he has to do is only to abide by his duty as a slave. The rest is not his responsibility, and he is destined not to be able to control it.

"Father, since this is the case, the ministers will retire first. There are still some affairs to be dealt with in the palace, so please forgive your son for not being able to accompany his father to receive the distinguished guests. Watching Hu Liu leave, Jinhuan turned around and saluted, and said straight to Jinye: "And there is nothing important in the court recently, the son has the courage to ask his father for a few days off, and he hopes that his father will be forgiving." ”

"Aren't I clear about the affairs of your house?" With a cold snort, Jin Ye's complexion turned gloomy and bottomless almost instantly: "I warn you again, don't associate with that servant in your mansion!" If you don't let go of the good prince, you want to cause so many rights and wrongs for no reason, do you really want to be angry or what?! ”

There were faint ripples on the handsome face that was as cold as water, and Jin Huan didn't say anything in the end, only bowed down lightly and said goodbye: "Erchen doesn't dare, retire first." ”

"Bold ......" The words of "bold " reached his mouth but were swallowed back hard, and Jin Ye could already hear Hu Liu's voice through the palace door very clearly into his ears: "This is the imperial study, envoy, please!" ”

The corners of his mouth hooked up a slightly cold and contemptuous arc, and Jin Huan didn't care about the people behind him, and opened the door of the hall with a hand. He may not have any special affection for the Iris Country, but it is a pleasant coincidence that he can help him out of a small siege at this time. Therefore, he did not mind seeing what kind of dignity the messenger had looked.

The person standing in front of him obviously did not expect the door of the temple to be suddenly opened from the inside, and immediately looked up with a little surprise. The slender eyelashes are slightly lifted, and they are delicate in the bright sun, just like a pair of butterflies with wings spread, showing a touching delicacy and agility when they are about to fly, so that people are reluctant to look away.

"You ......" didn't expect that this so-called messenger would be a woman, Rao is always as cold as Jinhuan, and there was a moment of trance at this time.

It's not that he hasn't seen a beauty, on the contrary, because he was born in the royal family, he can be said to have grown up in a pile of beauties since he was a child. Huan fat swallow thin, closed moon shy flowers, what I have seen in my life, not to mention the spring in the world, but it can be regarded as a connoisseur of countless people. But the woman in front of her, who is as ethereal as the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, doesn't seem to belong to any type. She just stood there quietly, looking up faintly with autumn watery eyes, which made him throb a little from the bottom of his heart for no reason.

For him, this situation is so rare that it could not be more rare. For a moment, Jin Huan almost thought that something was wrong with him or that the person in front of him knew how to demons.

"The iris envoy Yun Wuxin has seen the second prince." The surprise on the woman's beautiful and elegant face is fleeting, and when she sees the person in front of her, she leans over and is bowed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is also reserved and indifferent, just like the countless beauties in the palace, they are just beautiful decorations used to embellish power and ** between Qionglou Yuyu, no matter how flawless, it is just carved from wood, dull and boring.

Sure enough, I was wrong.

Secretly shook his head, Jinhuan has never been a person who likes too many words, and in disappointment, he didn't even bother to click his head and passed by the person standing at the door. It's not someone he needs to deal with, so he doesn't care what she thinks of him.

"Hehe, the second prince has always been so temperamental, don't take it to heart, the envoy." Without a trace, he lifted up the woman who seemed to be slightly stunned, and Hu Liu hurriedly cleaned up the aftermath of the cold-faced master who had disappeared without a trace: "The emperor is still waiting inside, the envoy, please come in." ”

"Okay." looked at the faintly visible inner beautifully arranged imperial study, and then turned his head to look at the direction where Jinhuan disappeared, someone who claimed to be Yun Wuxin smiled calmly and reservedly, as if he was completely concerned about the matter of Fang Cai.

After so many years, her second brother is still the same. I just don't know, how is her beloved father now, but she can still recognize his little daughter who abandoned him back then?

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