The Holy Son of the Southern Regions was not ashamed of being caught at all, but had a frank face, of course, Du Heng couldn't see it.

After all, his mask covered most of his face, leaving him with a smooth chin.

Du Heng smiled slightly after hearing this, "Then I don't know how the Holy Son feels?" ”

She is naturally very confident in her hot pot, but this Holy Son is here to find the Southern Regions, and I don't know if they like this way, but I heard that he is a dignified Holy Son, and he has been reduced to eating hot pot at the same table with others, which is obviously very like.

But although it was a preference, it fell into the mouth of His Highness Our Holy Son, and it became a sentence, "It's okay." ”

Hearing this, Du Heng was not displeased, but put away his smiling face, "If the Holy Son likes it, he can send someone to bring a message to Ran Niang another day, and then there will be no need to share a table with others." ”

Although there was no sarcasm and mockery on his face, there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Now it's okay, who told him to come up and release poison as soon as they met, although it was not fatal, but in the end, she didn't forget it so easily.

Hearing her words, the Holy Son's face was a little stinky, and he lost his limited and comfortable appearance, put the quilt in his hand aside, and then stood up and said goodbye to Du Heng.

"Poof, Du Heng, this is the Holy Son? How does it feel different from the legend? Seeing the Holy Son leave, Ran Niang walked in from outside and smiled at her curiously.

After she heard the news that the Holy Son was in the Qiantong Club, she was still a little unconvinced, but when she rushed over with someone to save the scene, the scene was immediately amazed.

The one was in a mess, and under the protection of the two entourage, the mask on his face was almost squeezed off.

At that time, I am afraid that this Southern Regions Holy Son is also the first time to encounter it!

"Okay, this matter is not a bad thing, at least in this way, our hot pot restaurant will be more famous, and the security quality of the Qiantong Club must be done well, and such a situation must not occur again."

Du Heng was also amused, and he couldn't help but imagine the picture of him being besieged in his mind, but this also proved in disguise that the security quality of their Qiantong Club was not good, such a thing was enough once, if it came again, I was afraid that it would be unfavorable to the Qiantong Club.

After Ran Niang heard this, her expression couldn't help but turn serious, but this was really an important matter, so she nodded at Du Heng, "I will give orders." ”

"Did you hear that? The Holy Sons of the Southern Regions all went to the Qiantong Club, and I heard that they went to the hot pot of the National Teacher, and it seemed that they were sharing a table with a person. ”

"Wouldn't it? That's the Holy Son of the Southern Regions! How can you share a table with someone to eat hot pot? Is this hot pot really so delicious? ”

"That's natural, the queen's birthday banquet is hot pot, and there is a free power fan to eat hot pot in the store, not to mention how cool it is!"

"Really? Then I'm going to have to give it a try! "People on the streets and alleys have spread the incident about the Holy Son of the Southern Regions eating hot pot, and for a while, the Holy Son of the Southern Regions did not dare to go out.

Qinghe Hall in the palace.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, or let's not leave the palace, you don't know, how are the rumors about you eating hot pot in the streets and alleys now, this is simply too much, if you let the little ones catch them, they will definitely look good!"

One of the retinues beside the Holy Son said.

As soon as the words fell, the voice of another attendant rang out, "Ah Xu! You can't say that, this place is no better than our Southern Regions, and you can't talk nonsense at will. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ah Xu's mouth twitched, and he looked disagreeing, but he didn't refute it.

Indeed, this is not their Southern Regions, and there are some things that they can say if they want to, if they let someone with a heart listen to it, it will not be a simple matter.

The two attendants muttered quietly beside him, raising their eyes to look at the main master, but the main master was like a nobody at the moment, as if the stories circulating in the market had nothing to do with him.

And just when the two of them were crying out in their hearts, they heard a voice coming in from outside, and then a palace maid walked into the hall, saluted the Holy Son of the Southern Regions, and then said respectfully: "Holy Son, the emperor is invited." ”

When the words fell, the white-robed and masked man who was originally meditating on the futon slowly opened his eyes, and the two attendants beside him hurriedly stepped forward.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the temple gate, they saw the figure of a chief eunuch swaying at the door, and after seeing the three of them, they hurriedly bowed down and saluted, "The slave has seen His Royal Highness the Holy Son, please come with the slave." ”

The emperor gave a specific order, saying that he wanted to invite the Holy Son of the Southern Regions, but he didn't know what the reason for inviting him was.

And when the group arrived at the imperial study, the emperor just finished reading the folds, put down the brush in his hand, and got up to greet him in person, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son has been living in the past two days, are you okay?" ”

In the past two days, he has been busy dealing with some affairs, and he has been delayed for a while, and today he suddenly heard such a big news, which simply frightened him.

I never thought that he loved the hot pot so much, and if he knew this, he should have asked the people in the imperial dining room to bring him hot pot.

But what the emperor doesn't know is that although His Royal Highness the Holy Son likes to eat hot pot now, he is said by people in the streets and alleys of the entire capital, even if he likes it, he can't like it.

"Your country's arrangements are very good, but this holy son is more interested in your country's customs and landforms, I wonder if the emperor can take him to visit?"

It has been several days since he came to Beijing this time, and except for the one time he sneaked out, he really hasn't been out to go shopping.

After hearing this, the emperor was a little surprised, but he did not refuse, but after thinking about it, he made a decision and specially ordered Lian Yi to take him to play in this capital.

As soon as the holy decree was issued, Lianyi here got the news.

Yushu reorganized, and on the second day, Lian Yi came to the gate of the palace early and guarded the gate of the palace, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son." ”

The two said hello to each other and left the palace, compared to the previous failed play, this time the Holy Son was a little different, although the mask was still the same mask, but the robe on his body was replaced by another white robe.

Compared with the wide and heavy robe before, although there is not much difference, it is not so abrupt on this street.

Lian Yi saw this in his eyes, and did not deliberately ask, and then took people to play.

On the other side, Du Heng, after the business was on the right track, it was not her turn to deal with the affairs of the DPRK and China, and she had nothing to do, so she also followed the street.

"Everyone here wants to know the recent famous figure of the Holy Son of the Southern Regions, right?"

Du Heng sat by the window of the teahouse, his eyes passed through the traffic on the street, and the words of the storyteller came to his ears.

The surrounding listeners with a mysterious tone couldn't help but look sideways and fell on him.

"Isn't it the Holy Son of the Southern Regions who went to the Qiantong Club to share a table? This matter was spread all over the streets. As soon as the storyteller's words fell, someone disdained to receive it.

Hearing this, the storyteller did not react, but instead glanced at all the people present, and saw that their faces were all showing dissatisfaction, obviously they had all heard of the name of the Holy Son of the Southern Regions.

So, he raised his hand and gently smoothed his beard, and then said: "You all know about this Southern Regions Holy Son eating hot pot at the same table, so have you ever heard of his rumors?" ”

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, no one dared to answer.

One by one, they all closed their mouths and looked around, they only knew about this Southern Regions Holy Son from the mouths of the people, and as for the rest, they knew there!

"You're not talking nonsense! We are not from his southern regions, how can we know about him, Lao Zhang, don't sell it, hurry up! ”

The listeners were silent for a moment, and one of them spoke to the storyteller.

The old storyteller pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes stared, and he looked straight at the person who spoke: "If you want to say that this Holy Son of the Southern Regions, it is a great miracle, according to legend, this Southern Regions is a place rich in poisons, and this Holy Son of the Southern Regions is even more amazing, three years old can read and write, five years old familiar with herbal medicine, only ten years old to become the Holy Son of the Southern Regions, it can really be described as a great genius!" ”

"Poof!" The storyteller was still boasting about the Holy Son of the Southern Regions, but there was a light laugh from the window on the second floor, and a woman in red was laughing and her body trembled slightly, and when she finally stopped laughing, she raised her head and said to the woman in white opposite her: "It's really laughing at me, although I haven't seen that Southern Regions Holy Son, but I don't believe that he is so powerful!" ”

The girl frowned her nose and said with a disdainful expression, and the woman opposite her also frowned visibly, only to see the woman in white slowly put down the teacup in her hand and sighed slightly, "Don't believe it, after all, the world is so big, there are no surprises, and that's it?" ”

The corners of the girl's mouth in white were slightly hooked, her eyes were clear and bright, and the sun shone on the woman's face, making her even more beautiful and moving.

"Also, Zhengyi is indeed a rare genius, but the storyteller said that the Holy Son of the Southern Regions can read and hyphenate at the age of three, and is familiar with herbs at the age of five, which is a bit too much, right?"

You know, under normal circumstances, he has not yet been enlightened at the age of three, even if he is a holy son, but before he becomes a holy son, he is an ordinary person!

Even if her younger brother has been favored by his father since he was a child, he will not be able to recognize most of the U Gu poisons at the age of five!

Is this Southern Regions Holy Son too talented?

Du Heng shook his head at her, "Don't underestimate the other party, although I don't know if he has such an experience, but this poisonous kung fu is really powerful." ”

Inexplicably, Du Heng remembered that when they first met, the person poisoned him, obviously the two of them had not touched him, but they were able to perfectly avoid Lian Yi and the others, and put the poison on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that she took the special medicine in the first place, I am afraid that she would have fallen off with one move!