"Empress Bixia, this little prince is ......" Yu Wenlie looked at the young man who was standing beside Yao Ji and was neither humble nor arrogant, and seemed very interested.

Yao Ji glanced sideways at the person beside her, and said to Yu Wenlie with a smile, "This is His Royal Highness Murong Chenyi, the prince of the former Nanjing Kingdom, and he is also one of the little girl's current husbands. ”

"The former prince of the Yasukuni Kingdom?" Yu Wenlie raised his eyebrows and laughed, "The husband and servant chosen by Empress Bixia for the Empress are actually the prince of the dead country?" It's a bit inappropriate to leave the son of the dead country in the palace......"

The harsh words made Murong Chenyi frown slightly, but his face was still as calm as water.

"General Yuwen is really joking." Yao Ji lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, "I never believed in that. Then again...... "Beautiful eyes looked at the people seated, "It seems that I heard that Prince Yuwen also came to Xifeng, why haven't you seen it yet?" ”

"My imperial nephew ......" Yu Wenlie shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Yu Wenlie has not apologized to Empress Bixia yet. Because the fish in the ponds and ponds are rare in the Northern Desert, the child stayed in the imperial garden to observe. I apologize to the Empress on his behalf. ”

"No hindrance, no hindrance." Yao Ji shook her slender white hand, "It's rare to come to Xifeng, so let him have a good look." ”

"Murong Gongzi ......" The little eunuch stepped forward from his side and whispered a few words in Murong Chenyi's ear.

Murong Chenyi's face was stunned, and then he stood in front of Yao Ji, "Empress Bixia, Rong Chenyi will retire for the time being." ”

"......" Yao Ji looked up at him, then nodded slightly, "Go ahead." ”

"General Yuwen, Chen Yi is out of company."

"What the hell is going on?" Murong Chenyi walked out of Fengluan Hall and saw Yi Zimo who was waiting anxiously outside the hall.

"It's that little demon princess! She's here in Jingyuan! Yi Zimo took a few breaths, "It seems that I went to An Yiran's room just now, and I don't know what to do out of the ordinary......"

"......" she went to Jingyuan...... Murong Chenyi frowned, is it weishenme? She had obviously ......, "Let's go, go to Jingyuan!" ”

"What's wrong with the snow sculpture?"

An Yiran looked at her, and there was irrepressible joy in Qingli's eyes, "The blood of the snow sculpture can dissolve the snake venom in Xuan Xi's body." "Because the eagle is the natural enemy of the snake, and the snow eagle is a sacred object in the eagle class, the blood on its silver wings can cure the venom of a hundred snakes.

"Really!?" Xia Qianluo was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that the little prince's snow sculpture could save Ye Xuanxi's life!

Yi Xuanxi, who was on the side of the "......", had a little surprise on his cold face.

"Hey, what are you talking about? What happened to my snow sculpture? Yu Wenhao looked at the three people who had been ignoring him with a displeased face.

"This boy, can you lend us your snow sculpture?" An Yiran looked at Yu Wenhao and bowed slightly, and politely asked.

“weishenme？” Yu Wenhao frowned.

"Save lives." An Yiran raised his eyes to look at him, "Don't worry, Childe, we only need a little blood on the snow sculpture's silver wings, and we won't hurt its life." The voice was soft, but it was completely different from Murong Chenyi's feelings. He's always been cold when he talks to himself...... Xia Qianluo pursed her lips in some frustration.

"I don't borrow it." Yu Wenhao blurted out without thinking.

"What!?" Xia Qianluo glared at him angrily, "It's not like I'm going to slaughter your broken bird!" Just borrowing a little blood! Then he raised his arms and looked at him with disdain, and said in a strange manner, "...... I can't see that Prince Yuwen is so stingy......"

An Yiran looked at the young man in strange clothes in front of him, slightly surprised, it turned out that he was the Prince Yuwen of the Northern Desert, no wonder he had a snow sculpture known as the desert divine bird.

"You!" Yu Wenhao was furious, "Stinky girl, you pushed me into the water just now, causing me to get soaked, and now you are still talking to me like this?" He looked at An Yiran and Ye Xuanxi on the side, "If you want me to borrow a snow sculpture, it's okay, but you ......" He looked at Xia Qianluo and curled the corners of his mouth, "I have to pay the price for my falling into the water just now." ”

Dead boy, he still holds a grudge...... "......" Xia Qianluo glared at him deadly, and then ran out with a "snort".

"......" Looking at the person who suddenly ran out, Yuwen Hao shrugged and turned his head to look at An Yiran, "It's not that I don't borrow, you also saw it, it's that girl......"

Hearing the sound of "plopping", the three of them were stunned, and hurriedly came to the yard, only to see a soaking little man crawling out of the pond in front of the courtyard.

Xia Qianluo came to Yu Wenhao, twisted the water on his sleeve, and raised his eyes to look at him, "That's it, right?" ”

She...... Weishenme did that...... Ye Xuanxi frowned, looking at the person in front of him who was dripping with water, and a trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes. Her eyes fell to her black-gloved left hand again, wouldn't it be her masterpiece that she would become like this?

Is it weishenme? An Yiran quietly looked at the person in front of Yu Wenhao, who didn't look like her before at all...... What went wrong?

"......" looked at the person in front of him who had also become a soup chicken and had a lotus leaf on his head, Yu Wenhao pouted unhappily, and said a little unwillingly, "Forget it, I'll borrow you!" Remember not to hurt it! ”

That's great! Xia Qianluo happily looked at the two people standing aside. An Yiran looked at her and nodded lightly, with some gentleness in her eyes, while Ye Xuanxi still looked cold, as if it was none of her business.

"They're there!" Yi Zimo pointed to a few people standing in front of the pond.

"Princess!"