Those inexplicable words in the mouth of the gold ingot, they couldn't hear what they meant at all. In this way, the kind of seemingly fantastical from thousands of years to the present is somewhat possible. However, it is more or less similar to everything that person did.

"What does Qimen Dunjia have to do with you?" The prince asked the gold ingots with a faint smile, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Qimen Dunjia?" Gold ingots are stupid, what Qimen Dunjia? It's the art of Qimen Dunjia!

"Someone here is learning the art of Qimen Dunjia?" Jin Yuan asked curiously, wouldn't he be able to visit such a master.

Think of your hobbies and interests, and think of what you want to learn. The gold ingots are happy in their hearts, could anyone have the art of Qimen Dunjia in ancient times? In this case, wouldn't he have come to ancient times to earn money? There aren't so many people who know these things in modern times, and more often than not, they are treated as creatures that exist as gods. If this was in ancient times, it must have been a legendary master.

"This is yours?" The prince looked at a jade pendant placed on the edge of the gold ingot bag, and asked with a cold face.

The gold ingots looked at the jade pendant, and then nodded. Well, this thing is its own, and it is also its own talisman. As many years as you were born, you have been by your side for as many years.

Chu Qingge smiled, smiling at the flower branch that made the gold ingots feel bright and shining in front of them.

"Come on, send the lord of Yuanbao to the king's chamber and serve him well. If there's the slightest bit of a mistake, watch your head. ”

"Yes!" Outside, a dozen or so slaves and maidservants poured in: "Slaves obey orders." ”

"Alas, alas, alas, what do you want to do?" The gold ingots don't understand a little now, which one is this singing?

The prince smiled gently: "Cousin, you just love to toss, my cousin has no time to play with you today." When the injury is healed, my cousin will play with you again. ”

What and what! Before the gold ingots could understand what the situation was, she was carefully wrapped up by a group of handmaidens and carried out.

What is this? The gold ingots were puzzled, did they believe what she said, or did they look like the cousin of this prince?

Jin Yuan touched her face, she looked like an ancient big zongzi? It's impossible! How can anyone look exactly the same, this prince is not short-sighted?

Alas, my lord, this joke can't be made. That's, your cousin's, it's not me. Are you sure you got it wrong? This prince looks shrewd, how can he feel so stupid in doing things?

Lord, I'm not your cousin.

"Lord Wang." Pofeng looked at the prince who was thinking with a cold face, why did the prince suddenly say that this gold ingot was the county lord? Breaking the wind was a little confused about what the prince was thinking.

"Instead of guarding against him sending a killer to the Xianwang Mansion again, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the open, it is better to become my dark enemy and the enemy is bright now." The prince said lightly.

"What does the prince mean-" Po Feng looked at the indifferent man in front of him, and seemed to understand something at once.

However, there was a little bit of reluctance in Pofeng's heart. He hadn't had time to ask this gold ingot if it was the person who saved him back then.

"Lord Wang, in case she is the one who saved the wind back then."