Chapter 1011: Her Royal Highness the Princess
Naranhe dragged the man in black and Manqing to lead the way, followed by the others.
It didn't take long for everyone to come to the door of an old mansion.
Zhao Lansheng helped Rong Yue get off the horse, looked at the gloomy place in front of him, and couldn't help frowning.
"An'er!"
As soon as Duanmu Yan's words fell, everyone saw An Zhen throw off Duanmu Yan behind him and rush into the old mansion. Duanmu Yan was startled and ran over first, "An'er! Don't run so fast! ”
An Zhen stopped in front of the door, and suddenly heard a voice, it was four small bottles hanging with red rope in the square were shaking, and there were strings of wind chimes hanging at the bottom of the bottles, and for a while the attention was attracted, and a familiar feeling rose in the bottom of my heart.
When Zhao Lansheng and Rong Yue came over, the wind chimes were already ringing, Zhao Lansheng narrowed his phoenix eyes, and said softly: "I know this, the bottle is a Gu worm fed with the blood of the Northern Xinjiang people, so when the Gu worm smells the blood and smell of the Northern Xinjiang people, the wind chime will ring, and it is also a reminder to return home." ”
In that case, are there people living in northern Xinjiang?
"Who?"
There was a voice in the house, and An Zhen heard the words and walked over, and the person who came was an old man with a white beard in a shabby white shirt, and when he saw An Zhen's appearance, his eyes were open in disbelief, "You...... Are you Her Royal Highness the Princess? ”
"I, I'm ......" She wanted to ask who I was, but the old man was very reasonable to hear her admit that she was a princess, and he was very excited, "Your Highness, you are really not dead!" We all thought that Your Highness, you died in the palace of Xiao Guo, but we didn't expect ...... God bless my northern Xinjiang clan! God bless the royal bloodline of our clan! ”
Zhao Lansheng, Duanmuyan and Luo Qianyun, who knew An Zhen's true identity, were not surprised, and the others were also surprised when they heard the old man's words.
"I ......"
An Zhen hadn't come back to her senses yet, a little overwhelmed, and subconsciously looked at Duanmuyan. When he saw her gaze, he immediately understood, "Princess, she is not well yet, let her rest first and then speak slowly." ”
"You ......"
Duanmu Yan hugged An Zhen tightly and smiled slightly, "I'm her husband." ”
Rong Yue suddenly felt that she didn't know how many times she had heard this kind of thing.
Before Zhao Lansheng spoke, he lowered his eyebrows at the old man's jaw, "You should be the Great Elder of Northern Xinjiang, right?" ”
"Yes, but now that Northern Xinjiang no longer exists, only some of us who are still alive are left, so it doesn't matter if it's not. Then you are ......"
"Let Her Royal Highness Princess recover and talk about it."
"Okay."
Nalan He, who was standing at the back, narrowed his good-looking peach blossom eyes coldly when he saw this, and his gaze kept falling on Zhao Lansheng's body and did not move away. In the end, Rong Yue called him, and he dragged Man Qing to follow in.
Nalanhe's expression was usually even colder, and Rong Yue was also taken aback by him, and pulled Luo Qianyun's sleeve next to him, "Godmother, do you know what's wrong with him......"
"Aren't you good brothers with him? Why do you ask me? ”
Zhao Lansheng obviously also saw Nalanhe's cold expression, probably angry that he was hiding him......
Sooner or later, he'll have to confess clearly, so take advantage of this opportunity.
"Yue'er."
Rong Yue heard this: "Huh? ”
"Tonight, you come to me with Naranhe, and I'll explain it to you."
She nodded.
Is the future mother-in-law actually a royal bloodline...... Don't talk about her, I guess Naranhe won't be able to stand it when he hears it.
However, she wanted to see if the elder could cure An Zhen.
When everyone came to a small courtyard that could still live in people, they found that there were many men, women and children in it, who should also be members of the Northern Xinjiang clan. Seeing many strangers at once, An Zhen immediately grabbed Duanmuyan's sleeve.