Chapter 18: Invitation (2)

Chaohua whispered: "Your Highness is meeting with a man?" ”

"That's right."

"That's it, the Ziyuan Pavilion is on the east bank of Yuntan, and it only appeared during the third watch."

"So amazing?"

"That's right, we have nine heavens, there are many interesting places, go back, sister will take you to take a look, the fairy is really, the place we have all been to together in the past, how can we open our eyes without taking Your Highness......"

The first time Xi Yao heard this kind of pavilion that appeared according to the hour, she wanted to explore it even more, and the mysterious tone of the flower god aroused her interest.

Even if she knew that Chaohua probably didn't have any good intentions, the two of them had their own thoughts, and they just fought for their acting skills, which emphasized that the old things between her and Zigui had no impact on Xi Yao, but she was more concerned about arranging the appointment in Ziyuan Pavilion without harm.

I didn't get some of the things I said to Chaohua here, most of them were Chaohua chatting about the interesting things about herself and Zigui's childhood sweetheart with a little shyness, Xi Yao listened carefully, and she could hear that Zigui Xianshang's temperament was like this since he was a child, no wonder Gu Yangjun wanted to taunt him every day in front of her that he was a wood.

The sky gradually darkened, Chaohua sent Xi Yao to the door of Xiyue Palace, at the door, Chaohua only lingered the fairy spirit at the tip of his finger for a moment, and then bloomed a peach blossom, Xi Yao looked at the novelty tight, Chaohua gave this peach blossom to Xi Yao, and finally made an appointment to take her to have fun in this nine-fold heaven when she was free, and then took the maid away.

Xi Yao said goodbye to Chaohua, turned around and was just about to step into Xiyue Palace, when she collided with a person. Xi Yao took a small step back, raised her eyes and saw the cold face on Zi Guixian, so she stepped back even more, rubbing her forehead with one hand and making no sound.

"Your Highness came back so late, where did you go?"

Zigui's eyes stared at her like this, seeing that she lowered her head and was silent, her eyes inadvertently swept to the ground, but it was fixed on a crumpled note on the ground.

Xi Yao watched him pick up the note, and her face became even more ugly.

"Sensage! This is...... This is my ......."

Zigui raised his eyes, didn't say much, just returned the note to her, and turned sideways, meaning to let her go and don't ask again.

Xi Yao understood what this meant, took the note and walked into the Xiyue Palace in small steps, trotting all the way to the room.

It's also strangely tight, this time the fairy didn't force her, and it's a little unreasonable that the flowers are good again.

Although she probably understands the character of this morning flower, and probably knows what she wants to do, it is a little troublesome to do both.

Xi Yao's yin yin hooked the corners of her lips.

But it can't be difficult for her.

On the third watch of the next day, she followed the path told to her by the morning flower that day, all the way to the Ziyuan Pavilion, and caught a glimpse of the people in the pavilion pacing back and forth, looking at the figure about the wind and feeling that it was unharmed, but why was the wind unharmed also a little nervous.

Xi Yao walked over, Feng Wuxiao heard the footsteps, turned his head, his face was happy, and his eyebrows and eyes also had some joy.

"You're here, A-Yao."

Saying that, Feng Wuxian rushed forward and hurried to help her, but was politely pushed away by Xi Yao.

"Don't, don't...... The Wind Prince doesn't have to scream like that...... Kind, the two of us, I'm afraid we haven't gotten acquainted to this point yet. ”

Feng Wuxian was dumb, for a long time, with a meaningful smile on his lips, he went into the pavilion and poured a cup of tea.

Xi Yao stood outside the pavilion, a little dazed.

Feng Wuxian's expression was definitely not sad, but a little helpless.