Near dusk, a lean man appeared outside the Shanan court.

"Sir, please show me your invitation." A guard stopped in front of the middle-aged man.

The man raised an eyebrow, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

Before he could say anything, a hurried and loud voice came from there.

"Master, woo woo, you finally remembered me. Master, where are you? ”

"Me, I'm at your doorstep."

"Master wait for me, I'll go out immediately."

The guard looked back at the man in front of him, and with the brim of his hat lifted, the guard saw his face.

Pretty like a woman, with a pair of fox eyes like silk. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, which is quite a bit of soul-stirring courage.

The guard was startled and quickly withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, the defender's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards him.

"See His Royal Highness the Prince."

Tang Xinye ignored the guard's salute and ran directly towards the man outside the door, his outstretched arms about to hug him.

But the man dodged, and he threw himself into the air, only to let the man grab him by the collar.

"Let go, don't be rude to His Royal Highness the Prince."

The guard scolded sternly, and aimed his spear at the man who had captured his prince.

"Get out!"

Tang Xinye let out a loud shout, which frightened the heartfelt guard and shrank all over.

This guard's heart was broken, and he felt uneasy when he was glanced at by the man just now.

Now, His Royal Highness the Prince, who usually hangs his son, has such courage.

He silently removed his spear and fell to his knees, acting as a human being.

"Master, save some face for the apprentice."

The man let go of him and smiled at him without words.

"Master, please."

"You can't get in without an invitation, can you?"

Tang Xinye glared at the guards on the Lin when he heard this, and flattered: "I, I am the almighty pass." Let's go, take the master in, and see which one of the unsightly dares to stop you. ”

Nanru nodded, straightened his hat again, and smiled: "Your doorman is very dedicated." ”

"It's not long-sighted, don't mind, Master."

"Mine is real."

“......”

The two chatted and walked inside.

The guard kneeling on the ground was completely petrified, and that man turned out to be the prince's master, wasn't that Mr. Miao in the biography.

Mr. Miao came to the palace, and he didn't know about such a big thing.

Not only did he not know the news, but he also offended Mr. Miao, will he be kicked out of the court? Will it be disposed of?

No one knows about the Guard's concerns, and probably no one cares.

In the palace, because of Mr. Miao's sudden appearance, chickens and dogs have jumped.

The queen went to point out the ingredients and utensils for the dinner, and the king of Shanam brought some of his officials who had not had time to leave work to meet Mr. Miao.

It is hard to imagine that the mysterious Mr. Miao does not have the grotesqueness of a magician, nor does he have the artistic breath of a painter.

The whole body exudes flamboyance and uninhibitedness, which seems a little out of place with many rules of the Shanan court.

Of course, although Mr. Miao is flamboyant, he is not arrogant, and there is no shortage of courtesy.

The king of Shanan Xu is out of love for the house and Wu, and he is very kind to Mr. Miao.

Ask him if he is here for the auction and if he needs to escort him.

It's just that to their surprise, the purpose of Mr. Miao's trip is not at the auction.

"And who is that?" When King Shanan heard that he was not coming for the auction, he asked suspiciously.

"Meet a friend, stop by and come to see T."

"Master, can't you comfort me that I'm coming to see me and meet a friend by the way? It hurts. ”

Tang Xinye clutched his chest, his face was injured, and he looked at his master with resentment in his eyes.

However, his drama was all ignored by the master.