Sure enough, on the second day, someone came to Chunqi Pavilion to take Praruo Lang away, and he didn't see Sang's mother before leaving, and no one came to stop him.

Pra Ruolang looked curiously at the man who led him out, he was dressed in a black suit, he never squinted, and he looked like a wooden man.

There was already a carriage waiting there at the gate of Chunqi Pavilion, and Pranya Lang got into the carriage at the man's signal. Seeing that there was no one inside, Praruolang couldn't help but ask, "Isn't there another girl who should be brought out with me?" ”

"Don't worry, girl, my son-in-law said that Miss Xiao Zhao has already made arrangements." After speaking, the man jumped on the horse in front of the car, and with a light "drive", the carriage drove away.

The man set up a carriage and entered directly through the side gate of the palace, and soon stopped at a side courtyard in the palace.

As soon as Pranya Lang got out of the carriage, he saw that he was at the gate of a small courtyard that looked quite elegant, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of place this was.

"Can you tell me where this is?" Pranya asked at the man.

"This is the Peony Courtyard in King Chen's Mansion, the prince ordered the girl to rest here first, and the prince will bring your sister later." The man said.

Praruolang's head exploded with a "buzz", Chen... Chenwangfu? If she remembers correctly, isn't this King Chen the one who wants to be close to her!!

Praruo Langqiang stabilized his mind, did not reveal the complicated mood at the moment, paused and asked the man in front of him, "Then what should Your Excellency address?" ”

"Stay in the wind."

After saying that, Liufeng was about to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it, he still reminded: "I persuade the girl not to walk around in the palace, so as not to collide with the concubines in the palace and cause trouble, if you have any needs, just tell the people of the Peony Courtyard." ”

There are only two subordinates in the Peony Courtyard, both of whom are little maids who have just been arranged, and they are standing aside with their heads bowed in a proper manner.

After leaving the wind, Praruo Lang beckoned the two little maids into the house and asked the names of the two, the taller one was called the cuckoo, and the shorter one was called the magpie.

Praruo Lang thought that the person who helped him redeem himself was probably King Chen, and he didn't know if he knew that she was Princess Yunuma.

I heard Liufeng say that there is already a concubine of King Chen in this mansion, presumably it is rumored that King Chen is indeed a playboy, otherwise he would not have met him in Chunqi Pavilion that day.

The cuckoo and the magpie were also polite to her, thinking that she was the concubine that the prince had brought back to the mansion. Pranya Lang is a slow person, and he doesn't plan to get acquainted with them as soon as he comes.

When Xiang Shaoqing took Xiao Zhao to the Peony Courtyard, he happened to see Praruo Lang sitting at the stone table in the courtyard drinking tea.

Xiao Zhao was uneasy all the way, and she had been hesitating whether to tell Princess Chen that she was in Chunqi Pavilion.

As a result, as soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw the princess who was thinking about it day and night, and I was excited for a while and immediately blurted out the word "Gong...", and before the word "Lord" could be spoken, it was immediately interrupted by Praruolang.

"Sister!" Pranya raised his voice, his voice full of warnings.

Xiao Zhao was a little confused for a moment, but he also guessed that the princess should not want King Chen to know her identity for the time being. But she would never dare to call her princess sister, and she wouldn't dare to be so rebellious if she was given ten heads.

Pra Ruolang pulled Xiao Zhao who was stunned, and checked her up and down to see if she was injured.

Xiang Shaoqing looked at the two of them funny, and didn't break it silently, the little girl still cares about the people around her.

After a long time, after Pra Ruolang reacted, he remembered that there was still a person standing in the courtyard, and turned his head to Xiang Shaoqing with a grateful smile:

"Lang Lang, thank His Royal Highness King Chen for saving his life."

"I can't talk about the grace of saving my life, but I think the two of them have nowhere to go for the time being, so it's better to live in the palace for a few days first." Xiang Shaoqing listened to the woman's sweet voice, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a bright and warm smile, and he looked at Pan Ruolang softly in his eyes and said.

Praruo Lang was stunned by his smile, and sighed in his heart that it was really handsome that a man was easy to seduce people and wanted to commit crimes. After thinking about it, they really have nowhere to go now, and it is definitely not safe outside, so it is better to stay here for the time being, anyway, King Chen can't find out her identity for a while, so he said:

"Then thank you for the prince's kindness, and we will be respectful and obey."

Xiang Shaoqing nodded and said, "You don't need to be a king in the future, just call me Shaoqing." ”

"Okay, Shaoqing." Pranya didn't think there was anything wrong with calling him like that, she was a human from the twenty-first century, and she didn't find it ambiguous to call a man like that.

Xiang Shaoqing smiled with satisfaction: "Langlang and Miss Xiaozhao haven't had dinner yet, so it's better to have dinner with me." ”

Praruolang was indeed hungry, so he was ready to take Xiao Zhao to eat together, but Xiao Zhao really didn't dare to cross his identity and dine at the same table with King Chen, so he was not hungry one by one, and he didn't want to go alive or dead, so Praruolang could only ask him to send someone to send some dinner to the Peony Courtyard.

Xiang Shaoqing didn't force it, and turned around and left.

It didn't take long for Xiang Shaoqing to send someone to bring dinner, four dishes and one soup, plus a plate of lotus crisp and a plate of fruit and nuts.

After Pranya Lang and Xiao Zhao finished dinner, they began to ask each other what had happened to each other these days.

There was a dim candlelight in the study of the palace at the moment, and there was a thick book in green skin on the desk in front of Xiang Shaoqing, seeing that he supported his forehead with his hand, he hid the look in his eyes, and heard a report.

"Lord, the news given by the intelligence network that Princess Yunuma should not be dead yet, and now there are several forces that are investigating the whereabouts of the princess, and the person who assassinated her was indeed sent by the queen of Yunuma, and she is also sending people to find out the whereabouts of the princess." Liufeng 1510 conveyed the news given by the Chasing Wind Pavilion to Xiang Shaoqing.

After hearing this, Xiang Shaoqing's expression was uncertain, but he still maintained the posture of reading a book, and lightly spit out a few words: "Let the Wind Chasing Pavilion send a few more people to find the whereabouts of the princess." ”

Without waiting for Liufeng to answer, he immediately continued: "After finding the princess, kill." ”

"Yes, my subordinates obey." Liufeng replied respectfully.

"Also, let the Wind Chasing Pavilion check the true identities of Langlang and Xiao Zhao." Without waiting for Liufeng to answer, he waved his hand and spit out two words: "Go".

The Wind Chasing Pavilion was handed down to Xiang Shaoqing from the hands of the former emperor, and it is currently the largest intelligence organization in the world, and there are people from the Wind Chasing Pavilion all over the country. Chasing the Wind Pavilion is an underground intelligence network, which is generally little known, and no one knows who founded the Chasing Wind Pavilion, only that by the time of the first emperor, it had already passed through seven generations of pavilion masters, and the current ninth pavilion master was Xiang Shaoqing. After the Wind Chasing Pavilion was taken over by Xiang Shaoqing, it was not just a simple intelligence network, but also secretly cultivated killers in the Wind Chasing Pavilion over the years, and it had faintly formed an underground kingdom that could not be underestimated.

Xiang Shaoqing closed the book, the song sung by Lang Lang echoed in his mind, and he couldn't help muttering:

"I used to be—"

"Yang Liu Yiyi-"

"Now I'm thinking—"

"Rain and snow—"

"Oh, interesting."

At this moment, King Chen's Mansion is in a courtyard called White Lotus Temple.

Qianmei twisted the silk handkerchief in her hand tighter and tighter, gritted her teeth and said:

"You said that the prince ordered Liufeng to bring back a woman today and arranged it in the Peony Courtyard?"

"Yes, ma'am. I also listened to the magpie who had just been transferred to the Peony Courtyard during the day today, and I heard that the woman had a foxy face, and she was fascinated by the prince. Qianmei's personal maid Qinghe said with added fuel and vinegar.

"Good! Now that anyone in the palace can really come in, look at how seductive this fox is! Qianmei slapped the table and bit a mouthful of silver teeth.

She is the beauty in this palace, she is the personal maid of the princess of the princess of the princess, the mother of the king of Chen, before the death of the king of Chen, pointed her to the king of the palace as a concubine, the palace has not been a princess, over time she regarded herself as the mistress of the palace, but unfortunately the prince has never touched her in the past five years into the palace, she has not even seen the face of the prince a few times, even if she sees the prince, the prince always only glances at her and looks away, so the beauty of the heart can not help resentment.

"Madame is angry, it's not worth it to be angry with someone who has no identity, Madame's body is angry, and the prince will feel sorry for Madame if he knows it." Qing He hurriedly took the tea on the side and handed it to Qianmeiren.

"Hmph, want to enter the palace? It also depends on whether she has this qualification. There was a faint light in the eyes of the beautiful woman, and she took the teacup handed by Qinghe and threw the teacup out for a long time.