"I don't know if a thousand families welcome me." Ye Luo felt that he had said a nonsense.

She has already offended the concubine from the inside out, with the personality of the old witch, she must have to complain to her own godson Qianling, how could Qianling welcome her, I guess I want to kill her when I see her.

"If you don't welcome it, you have to welcome it." Si Yutian's attitude was very firm, and he hugged his daughter-in-law's slender waist.

These two days are the holidays for new students.

Chiyuki and Chiho are also at home.

Qianjia is one of the seven families of King's Landing, because many people in the family are officials in the imperial court, so this family is not secluded in the mountains, and the ancestral house is built in the most prosperous area of King's Landing.

Ye Luo and Si Yutian came to visit.

The one who opened the door was Qianfan.

"Your Royal Highness, Miss Ye, it's you!" Qianfan is a sunny boy, always looking positive, on his delicate face, you can't see any negative emotions.

Such a young man is still very good at cultivation, so in the Tianji Gate, he especially likes the head Yuxuan Zhenren.

Qian Fan entered the Qianyuan, and the original chief disciple of the Qianyuan was Shen Wufu. Since Qianfan entered, the most favored person is not Shenwu, but Qianfan.

"We made an appointment a month ago, and His Royal Highness is only here now." Qian Fan smiled, "Fortunately, my brother has been at home for the past month." ”

Si Yutian nodded and said, "It's good over there."

Qian Fan led the way, and Si Yutian and Ye Luo followed.

The mansion of the thousand families is very large, magnificent, with a unique seven spirits of the official family. In the courtyard, there was a sword, and the vast sword intent emanating from the sword made even Ye Luo feel a sense of suppression.

It was a heavenly sword left by the ancestors of the Thousand Families.

It is the treasure of the town of a thousand families.

And Qian Ling's mansion was not far behind the Heavenly Sword.

"Big brother, His Royal Highness and Miss Ye are here." Qian Fan knocked on the door and shouted.

"Please come in."

In the room, a very deep man's voice came out, relatively low, with an inexplicable dark and gloomy atmosphere.

Ye Luo saw Qianling.

Qianling was twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a dark blue robe with dark black cuffs and a dark black belt. Even the crown and hairpin on the head are dark black.

Qianling is generally handsome, and his temperament is relatively silent. The corners of his eyes are slightly drooping, and the corners of his lips are also slightly drooping. It's not acquired, it's innate.

Qian Ling clasped his hands into fists and respectfully saluted to Si Yutian: "Qian Ling see His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

The attitude is polite enough, but also detached enough.

This man has a very hard temperament.

"Qianling, you and I are brothers, why should you be so restrained?" Si Yutian patted the shoulder of the silent man in front of him, "In the past, in the army, we also died together on our birth days. Why, five years have passed, but there are still points? ”

"Qianling doesn't dare, Qianling is a minister, and saluting the prince is what a courtier should do." Qian Ling's voice was still very hard, and he stubbornly bowed to Si Yutian three times before standing up.

Ye Luo saw Qianling's appearance more clearly, which was five points similar to Qianfan, but the eyebrows were thicker than Qianfan, the corners of the eyes were heavier than Qianfan, the bridge of the nose was straighter than Qianfan, and the lips were thicker than Qianfan. It's a standard silent tough guy face.