Not far behind Jun Yuyang and Lin Chengfeng, Song Ziqi walked gracefully, and while walking, he did not forget to throw flattering eyes at the women passing by, his eyes were starlight, and his lips were joking, which made all the women shy and timid, and their faces were rosy.

"Hmm~" Just as his vanity was filled, a white shadow rushed straight towards his face from far and near, catching him off guard.

“······” After being stunned for two seconds, he reached out and grabbed the soft veil on his face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked forward curiously, there was no anger on his face, no embarrassment, and no trace of unhappiness, just a faint expectation.

Glancing at the people around him who stopped and looked at him, Song Ziqi's face was as usual, and he said with a little regret: "Alas~ Recently, autumn is strong, hunting Xiao Feng, just pay little attention..."

When he touched the fabric of the veil in his palm, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the words that were about to be said suddenly paused, and he looked down at the lower right corner of the veil in confusion, and the word 'butterfly' suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he trembled.

Stiffly twisted his neck to look in the direction of Yue Xianglou, and his handsome face, which was like a spring breeze just now, instantly turned pale like a vegetable, his mouth opened and opened, and he couldn't say a word.

Song Ziqi began to wail in her heart, and directly counted her sister who liked to die more than a hundred times, and the villain in her heart was even more tumbling, there are many outstanding good men in the world, why must it be His Royal Highness King Chen? Isn't the lesson given a year ago enough?

His hands clutched the veil as thin as a cicada's wings, but his steps were as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move a step.

People, is it not the same, the more you can't get it, the more you have to fight, to grab, even at all costs; The easier it is to get, the more they look at it coldly, abandon it, and even speak ill of each other.

Duan Yu, the general of Xiling, is the first choice for many women to be married, however, he has been unrequited and in love with her for five years, and he has not married, but she has turned a blind eye.

"Lord Wang, there is a secret letter from the palace, saying that it must be handed over to you." A young man in a strong suit armed with a sword flashed out of an alley, strode to Song Ziqi's side, and quickly took out a letter from his arms.

Looking at the dusty appearance of the young man beside him, Song Ziqi tilted his head and glanced him up and down, and asked casually: "Did the old man in the palace send it to them quickly?" ”

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "Lord Wang, that, that's the Ninety-Five." ”

Song Ziqi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and poked his forehead, "What's wrong with the Ninety-Five?" Ninety-five is not a person, right? It's almost five people, isn't it an old man? ”

“···” The young man was speechless by him, but he was powerless to defend himself, saying that it was so, but as subordinates, how could they have the courage to make jokes about the king of a country, he was tired of it, right?

Seeing that the young man was so low-browed and pleasing to the eyes, with a posture that you could say whatever you wanted, Song Ziqi gave up, and then opened the letter on the street with a bright and bright light.

"Protecting the butterfly is thorough, and I will inform you of the whereabouts of your mother."

In the letter, a short line of words made him, who was usually uninhibited and unhurried, change his face on the spot.

"Mother." Song Ziqi muttered softly, the hand holding the letter paper gurgled, and there was anger, expectation, fear, and helplessness in his eyes, "Mother, my sons have traveled all over the four countries, just to find your traces." ”

Looking up at the night sky full of stars lonely, he asked in confusion: "Mother, is it as he said, you are still alive." ”

After a while, Song Ziqi turned his eyes and looked straight ahead, looked at the brightly lit direction over there, hooked his lips and smiled mockingly, "Save her?" Hmph~ This king will never fall twice in the same pit, and it feels really uncomfortable to be restrained by you and led by your nose. ”

The strength in his hand tightened again, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, but he smiled and said with a smile on his face: "Instead of dancing with wolves, it's better to..." This is the perfect interpretation of the type that kills people and smiles.

"Lord Wang?" The young man in the power suit took a step forward and tentatively called out to Song Ziqi, who was immersed in his thoughts.

Song Ziqi slowly turned sideways, his face returned to the same as before, and he looked at him with interest, "Qin Yi, is it true that this king makes any decision, and you support it?" ”

The young man named Qin Yi immediately replied with a serious face: "In this life, only the prince's orders are obeyed. ”

"Let's go, go to Yuexianglou to perform a play." Song Ziqi hooked his lips and smiled, and walked forward.

"Lord Wang, what do you want?" Qin Yi was a little puzzled.

Song Ziqi had a dark look in his black eyes, "Didn't he let this king save people?" Then we will save it well. ”

Without looking back, he threw the letter paper on Qin Yiyi, "Look at it yourself." ”

Song Ziqi said in his heart as he walked: 'Mother, over the years, Erchen has been so tired of acting, so tired, where are you······'