Chapter 193
After listening to Fan Zhiyan's words, Xiao Jinse secretly said to himself: This kid's skin is indeed good, and those peach blossom eyes are attractive at a glance...... It's a pity that I don't eat this hexagram.
"Do you like it?" Xiao Jinse asked Fan Zhiyan quipped.
"Well......" Fan Zhiyan, who has always been arrogant, blushed and lowered her head after hearing Xiao Jinse's words, and her youngest daughter's shyness was vividly expressed.
Seeing that Xiao Jinse was still looking at herself, Fan Zhiyan had no choice but to bite her lip and lower her voice: "What if you like it...... I'm afraid that the king of Lanling doesn't even know that there is such a person as me......"
"This is Miss Fan?" A warm voice sounded in Fan Zhiyan's ears, and it sounded like a refreshing feeling.
Fan Zhiyan turned her head and saw the person who was questioning, but she was so shocked that she almost bounced off the chair.
The person standing in front of her at this time, looking at her with a smile, is not the Lanling King Mozi Period?
Xiao Jinse was also taken aback, and said in his heart, thanks to not saying anything bad about him just now, why is he always so elusive?
"Minister, courtier, Fan Zhiyan...... I've seen the prince! Fan Zhiyan hurriedly made a deranged salute.
Fan Zhiyan's face was red and about to drip blood, how could the more messy it was, the more wrong it was!
Fortunately, Mozi did not inquire whether Fan Zhiyan's etiquette was flawed, but only said gently: "Miss Fan doesn't need to be polite, she should learn more from Miss Xiao and be more comfortable." ”
Fan Zhiyan was stunned, looked at Xiao Jinse who was sitting firmly on the side, looked stunned, and hurriedly defended Xiao Jinse: "Don't blame Sister Jinse, princess, this is the first time she has participated in the banquet of the Dust Sweeping Palace......"
Hearing Fan Zhiyan's words, Mo Ziqi's expression was unexpectedly softer, and the corners of his lips were more curved: "Miss Fan, get up quickly." This king has something he wants to discuss with Miss Fan, I wonder if it can be convenient? ”
Fan Zhiyan looked at Mozi in a daze: "The prince ordered it." ”
Moziqi's clear eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered to Fan Zhiyan: "I want to borrow your sister Jinse for a moment." ”
"Huh?" Fan Zhiyan was stunned again, looked at Xiao Jinse, who was not happy or angry beside him, and her heart moved, as if she understood something, and said to Mozi Qiying: "Lord Wang, please rest assured, if someone asks, the courtiers know what to say." ”
Seeing that Fan Zhiyan was still smart, Moziqi's expression showed a hint of approval, and he gave Fan Zhiyan a hand, then gave Xiao Jinse a look and walked out first.
Although Mozi didn't say a word to Xiao Jinse during the whole process, Fan Zhiyan knew in her heart that Mozi was coming to Xiao Jinse. At this time, the eyes that looked at Xiao Jinse were a little more complicated.
Xiao Jinse smiled bitterly at Fan Zhiyan, and whispered to Chuntang: "You don't have to follow, if someone asks about me, you can cooperate with Miss Fan." ”
Seeing that Chuntang responded, Xiao Jinse patted Fan Zhiyan's hand, got up and walked out.
Just out of the palace gate, Xiao Jinse, who didn't know whether to the left or the right, heard an inconspicuous palace maid whisper to her: "The prince said that I am waiting for you in the plum garden of the west corner gate of the side hall of the Lingyuan Hall in the east." ”
After saying that, the palace maid hurriedly entered the Spirit Kite Palace.
Xiao Jinse frowned and walked to the east.
The address seems to be a bit tongue-twisting, but it is actually very easy to find, turning into the West Corner Gate, a few clusters of newly opened plums can't wait to wave with Xiao Jinse in the wind.
When I entered the plum garden, I saw that the Mozi period was standing under a red plum, Ruixue red plum, a boy in plain clothes, tsk, a perfect match!!
Mozi Qi, who heard the footsteps, did not look back, but just looked carefully at the branch in front of him, twisted a red plum and held it to his fingertips, carefully as if he was holding a priceless treasure.