"Sister......" Xibao can understand her mood at the moment, but the Southern Dynasty is also a fierce place, and she goes alone without the power to restrain the chicken, and it may be difficult to have a good end.

"You don't have to persuade me." Wen Jin turned sideways and looked up at Xibao, his once proud and bright eyes were full of coldness and determination, "There is nothing to be nostalgic about here, I have made up my mind." ”

There's nothing to be nostalgic about......

In a place where she has been for more than a decade, she has nothing to be nostalgic for......

Xibao had mixed feelings, and a burst of grief and anger inexplicably rose in his heart, and he asked loudly, "Sima Yuanxian, what did you say to Sister Wenjin?" What exactly do you want to do? ”

Sima Yuanxian smiled, his mood was calm and indifferent, "Everyone has their own mission, and this is her own choice." Princess Xibao, don't be reluctant, let's arrange your future plans. ”

"You don't have to worry about my business." Xibao's eyes were cold, and when he looked at Wen Jin again, he only met her cold and resolute eyes.

Maybe Sima Yuanxian is not wrong, everyone has their own choices and their own mission. Others can replace neither the process nor the result.

Xibao nodded slowly, looked up at the sky, and sighed, "Okay, since that's the case, then let's leave it at that." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the gazebo.

"Wait a minute." Sima Yuanxian stopped him with a loud voice, "Are you going to see Ziqi like this?" ”

Xibao looked at him sideways, his eyes showing disdain, "Ziqi won't harm me, he's not like you who play with power." ”

"Of course he won't hurt you." Sima Yuanxian was also not angry, and continued, "But he spent so much effort on a woman, and the Emperor Beifu who has already provoked him is very dissatisfied, and Emperor Beifu is arresting you all over the city." ”

Xibao looked at Feng Huang, Feng Huang stepped forward and nodded, "Yes, please hide it for two more days, and your subordinates will arrange the rest of the matter." ”

"Why bother so much, don't forget, I'm now the envoy of the Southern Dynasty." Sima Yuanxian patted his chest at all and said enthusiastically, "You and my people go to an inn in Chang'an City to wait, and before tomorrow evening, I will let Prince Ziqi personally pick you up." In this way, it can also strengthen your position. ”

"Seeing that you are so young, I didn't expect you to be so attentive in this regard." I always feel like I have nothing to do.

Sima Yuanxian raised his eyebrows, "Gongcheng is the bottom, the heart is the top, thank you for the praise." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Hee-bo.

"How?" Hee-po doesn't know why.

"Give me a token, otherwise how would he believe it?" Sima Yuanxian looked at her with a foolish expression, and he completely had a sense of superiority that his IQ overshadowed everyone.

Xibao hesitated for a moment, but still took out a milky white carved jade pendant from his sleeve, "This jade pendant was given to me by Ziqi." ”

Sima Yuanxian was just about to take a result, but Xibao subconsciously shrank his hand and warned, "Don't play tricks." ”

"Don't worry, I'll give it back to you." The young messenger impatiently took the jade pendant, shook it in front of his eyes, and put it in his pocket, "You just wait for my good news." ”

Sima Yuanxian was not too tired, and after sending Wen Jin and taking the Xibao token, he immediately set off to Chang'an City with a few subordinates.

Xibao kept staring at the background of his disappearance, and fell into deep thought-Wen Jin is going to the Southern Dynasty, although the Southern Dynasty has not lost the country, but will it be better than this? What kind of environment will it be that makes Sima Yuanxian, who is only a teenager, so old and spicy?

Xibao doesn't know much about the Southern Dynasties, but it must not be a good place to be at ease.

The envoys of the Southern Dynasty came to Beifu to ask for a meeting, which was somewhat unexpected; But I heard that it was Sima Daozi's son, Sima Yuanxian, which seemed reasonable.

Although Sima Yuanxian came to Beifu as an envoy, he was the son of the Southern Dynasty. He was young and promising, bold, decisive and sharp, and was involved in government affairs with his father when he was a child. As he grew older, his name became more and more famous, and he even had a tendency to surpass his father Sima Daozi.

Now he is asking for a meeting outside Chang'an City, which irrepressibly causes a commotion in Beifu's internal affairs. The officials of the court and the central government had their own plans, but in the end they welcomed him in.

In Zidong Mansion, the warm wind hits, and the dead wood sprouts; Such as a jade gentleman, under the tree in front of the flower.

This exquisite house did not belong to him, it was the residence of the former crown prince Fu Hong.

After Emperor Fu Zhong invaded Chang'an and became emperor, he gave him this house.

It was the residence of the crown prince of the previous dynasty, and he gave it to the third prince Ziqi without even thinking about it. His Majesty's doting heart was obvious, and there was an uproar all around, with joy and annoyance, anxiety and hatred.

And Ziqi had no intention of power, but he was in the hustle and bustle.

simply arranged the Zidong Mansion in an elegant and quiet manner, and he pushed the affairs of the court and the middle of the court, and hid alone in the courtyard to deal with his own affairs.

The once familiar best friends were also displaced one by one with the war, and Xibao ......

I thought I could bless her well, but I didn't want fate to make people.

I don't know where she is now, how she is doing.

Or......

Ziqi shook her head, unwilling to think about the worst.

If you don't find it, maybe it's the best ending!

"His Royal Highness Ziqi, Sima Yuanxian, the envoy of the Southern Dynasty, asks to see you." The adjutant general was requisitioned and reported.

Ziqi was annoyed, and another uninvited guest came, and she couldn't help frowning, "What is he doing here for me?" ”

The deputy general raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "You are now a prince, and naturally there are more people who come here." ”

Thinking of this identity, Ziqi sighed silently in his heart.

In the past, when guarding the city tower, apart from his own brothers, who had the shabby gate of Xingdeng?

Now he is still him, but people come to visit him every day.

Ziqi's tone was flat, as if reluctantly, "Bring him over." ”

"Yes."

The lieutenant general was just about to turn around, but Ziqi immediately stopped him again, "Wait a minute." ”

Zheng Hui then turned back, "Your Highness." ”

"Is there any news from her?"

Zhenghuan's heart tightened, and his voice sank, "Not yet." ”

"Look for it again." Ziqi sighed worriedly and waved him down.

After a while, someone stepped down the long corridor and strode towards him.

The man looked very young, dressed in black and free, and his eyes were full of fierceness. There was a hint of arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was imposing step by step.

"Sima Yuanxian, I've seen His Highness Ziqi." The man saluted after getting close, and both the speed and the movement were just right. The most important thing is that he actually came alone, and he really had the courage to come.

Before the Weishui War, the awe-inspiring power of Emperor Fu Jian was still imprinted in front of him, but in just a few months, it was such an upside-down situation, and he was suddenly separated from the world.

"The envoy of the Southern Dynasty can still send an envoy to the north at this time of war, which is really brave and strategic." Ziqi gave him a symbolic compliment, and he already knew these words, as simple as reciting a poem...... There is not even the emotion of poetry yet.