With a sharp sword in his hand, in the eyes and discussions of everyone's ridicule, contempt, contempt, and schadenfreude, he rushed out of the encirclement of layers of people and moved towards the direction of the Absolute Mansion.

In front of the window of a room on the third floor of Lanju Yashe, a man dressed in navy brocade stood in front of the window.

The man's cold and angry eyes looked at the figure that had left safely, a handsome face was iron-blue, and the hand behind him was unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the bone joints were abnormally white, showing the man's anger that he was enduring at the moment.

"Jane Tong." The man turned back to the table and sat down, poured a glass of wine and drank it all, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Go and find out immediately, how did the eldest lady come out of the Tibetan Incense Pavilion." And who is that man? ”

The man known as Jian Tong appeared from the shadows and said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness." ”

The words fell, and Jian Tong's figure disappeared into the room in an instant.

"Xuanqin, what do you think?" The green-robed man drank another glass of wine, looked at the handsome man who was lazily leaning on the brocade couch, dressed in white and dressed in snow, and said, "Since the inexplicable fire last night, the mansion has not been peaceful. ”

The man in white named Xuanqin slowly got up and sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and after drinking it all, he said: "Don't worry about Wen Zhao, the peerless family has a heritage of thousands of years, how can it be easily defeated." Whether the world's rumors are true or not, etc., ......"

"Wait?" Shui Wenzhao's thick eyebrows twisted, and his face became more and more gloomy, "The fiancée of this palace has been ......"

Shui Wenzhao's words were not finished, he really couldn't say that his fiancée, who was defiled by someone, came out of the Tibetan Incense Pavilion in an amazing way.

The disheveled, embarrassed appearance and the kiss marks all over his body are still seared on his heart.

The people ridiculed and talked about it, so that the face of the prince, was trampled under his feet.

Although Xuanqin didn't get up to watch the excitement, he saw Shui Wenzhao's thick eyebrows frowning and his face gloomy, but he could guess a thing or two.

After a long groan, he overflowed a sentence from his cherry-colored scarlet lips, "You are not marrying the eldest lady, but the Jue family behind her, this time, it is an opportunity." ”

Yes, an opportunity.

The eldest lady was defiled by others, her body was unclean, if Prince Wenzhao was generous and benevolent, he would not change his original intention to marry the eldest lady.

This can make the peerless family who has been seriously injured by rumors loyal to Prince Wenzhao.

Shui Wenzhao naturally understood what Xuanqin meant, but he was cuckolded, and he had to marry, so he was inevitably unhappy.

He frowned, straightened up, and said to Xuanqin with a solemn expression: "The palace still has something to deal with, so let's go first." ”

With that, he threw off his robe and walked away.

After Shui Wenzhao left, Xuanqin got up and went to the window, looked at the bustling people on the street of the imperial capital, and called, "Someone." ”

A man dressed as a young man entered the room, "Childe ......"

Xuanqin didn't look back, just said indifferently: "Clean it up." ”

"Yes." Xiao Qi responded, and while cleaning up the wine and food on the table, he said: "Childe, Sister Hong asked the little one to pass the word to you, and a son ordered you, and also booked your time tomorrow, according to Sister Hong, that son may be an alchemist." ”

Xuanqin snorted, turned to the little man and said, "Where is it?" ”

Xiao Qi hurriedly said: "Sister Hong knew that Gongzi had a distinguished guest, so she resigned from today's place, and was about to arrange for Gongzi Yunqi to meet that Gongzi!" ”