"Oh? Is it ......" Yu Zhuoxiang was a little surprised, but then he was relieved when he thought about it, smiled slightly, and handed her an invitation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"On the monarch's birthday three days later, the national division on behalf of the monarch of the Dongjing Kingdom invites you to participate, and invites the prince to appreciate his face."

Yu Zhuo's words were faint, but it made Bei Lingyue's heart ripple, looking at the beautiful workmanship in his hand, a red invitation inlaid with gold wire.

After thinking about it, he put the invitation in his arms and said, "I will definitely go when I have time." ”

It seems that she has to go back quickly, the emperor's birthday is coming, and Beisu should also come back, she still needs to plan.

"Well, then the national division will leave." After Yu Zhuoxiang finished saying this, he nodded to Bei Lingyue, waved his sleeves and turned around to leave, and did not forget to call Zhao Tiankui away before leaving, for fear that he would do it again.

The people watching around were already stunned by this dramatic performance, and they didn't even pay attention to the departure of the protagonist of North Ridge Moon.

After staying in the Floating Light Forest for nearly a month, I wanted to find a place to rest in this Qicheng, but the time was too tight and I had to hurry.

Qi Fengjiu came to her unconsciously, and ran all the way, heading in the direction of Martingale City.

Martingale –

A man in purple clothes stood in front of the Shen Guogong Mansion, surrounded by no less than ten people on the left and right, and a row of guards stood there not far away.

The door slowly opened, and out came a girl ring with a good face, and the man immediately looked at this girl ring, his expression was a little nervous.

Yahuan walked up to the man and said respectfully: "Please forgive the third prince, the young lady told me not to see the guest." ”

This person is the third prince of the East Night.

He heard that Night Butterfly was sent to the Floating Light Forest by Shen Guogong as soon as he got out of the customs, so he didn't have time to meet, and at the same time, he also had a lot of worries in his heart, what a dangerous place the Floating Light Forest was, how could a little girl go there.

No, as soon as he came back, he heard that Night Butterfly was injured, so he hurried from the palace, anxious, and always worried about this beautiful woman who he hadn't seen for three years.

But when he came here, the guards at the door did not open the door at all because of his status as the prince, or did he have to report to someone?

He endured it, and the most important thing was to be able to see the night butterfly!

But I didn't expect to wait for this sentence after waiting for a long time.

Dong Ye was angry, and said a little irritably: "Call Shen Guogong out!" ”

Could it be that Shen Guogong, an old horseman, still wanted to turn the other way around, and even didn't let him in?

"I'm really sorry, Lord Guogong went out to prepare supplies for the monarch's birthday banquet." I guessed that Dong Yeqi would say this, and Yahuan meticulously conveyed the original words.

"Why don't Nightflies see me?" Dong Yeyan was indignant and wanted to continue pestering, but at this time, another group of people arrived.

Unlike Dong Yeqi, this man was riding a horse, wearing a black robe, with an angular face and a faint murderous aura in his eyes.

Behind him were a number of well-trained guards, all of them looking ahead, strong and powerful, unlike the family members behind the East Night, who looked submissive.

There is a huge contrast between the East Night and him.

"What is the sixth brother doing in the Guogong Mansion?" Dong Yeqi reflected, and his expression changed in an instant, a little cold.

"Of course there is something to do, but what is the third brother here for?" Dong Yejue turned over and dismounted, walked up the steps, and asked suspiciously.

"This palace also has its own affairs to do." Dong Yeqi said without concessions.