Chapter 11: The Vortex

Listening to Yan Aoliu's deep voice, Du Xi'er's heart instantly thumped like a deer, and her face burned red, so she couldn't dare to move and put her head in Yan Aoliu's arms.

Facing the head that suddenly broke into his arms, Yan Aoliu's heart felt very happy, and Yan Aoliu also leaked a happy smile.

And this scene just fell into the eyes of people who entered and exited the teahouse, there are many people who know the sixth prince, but few people know Du Xi'er, especially Du Xi'er's current men's clothes, which makes people even more unaware of her.

So there was such a rumor in Kyoto that the sixth prince and Du Xiang's concubine had never been married because the sixth prince had a habit of dragon yang, and even the more outrageous it became, it reached the ears of the emperor, and the emperor who was still considering whether the two were suitable immediately agreed to Yan Aoliu's request, of course, this is also a later story.

At this time, Du Xi'er was carried into the carriage, the carriage was very spacious, Du Xi'er broke free of Yan Aoliu's arms, found a small corner and sat down. Yan Aoliu closed his eyes, and he didn't know if it was because he was too tired or because he was hiding the loss that Du Xi'er felt when he broke away.

Du Xi'er looked at the delicate face, and then felt very embarrassed, there were only two people in the wide carriage, Du Xi'er reached out to open the curtain, leaned her head against the window, and carefully studied the route back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Huh" With the sound of the coachman's pulling, Du Xi'er, who was originally leaning his head in front of the window, was almost knocked on the head in an instant, but fortunately, Yan Aoliu immediately pulled Du Xi'er into his arms.

"Moqing, what's going on?" Yan Aoliu patted Du Xi'er on the back and asked the guards driving outside.

"Back to the master, it was King An's carriage that blocked our way."

"Oh, you can go back and get the punishment yourself after you know it."

"The minions obey."

"Xi'er obediently sit in there and don't move, I want to see what moth he wants." Yan Aoliu gently put Du Xi'er away, and then opened the curtain.

"I don't know if there is something wrong with the third emperor brother, I want to block the place where the imperial brother goes." Yan Aoliu seemed to be respectful, but in fact, he opened his mouth like frost and asked the people in the carriage.

"How can the royal brother blame the elder brother so wrongly, this king heard that Du Xiang's concubine was found, and I heard that the head was missing for a month, and I don't know if he is still worthy of our royal disciples." With the voice of the voice, a male protagonist who was different from Yan Aoliu's beautiful appearance also lifted the curtain of the carriage, this man was wearing a maroon satin machine Ning silk brocade python robe, with a trace of long hair, sharp sword eyebrows, bright tiger eyes under the eyebrows, long body, full of man's masculinity.

"Of course, this king doesn't mean anything, just for your younger brother's sake, don't marry a broken flower and a willow, hahahaha."

"Brother Huang is worried, this king is clear about the character of Xi'er, and I believe that the disappearance of Xi'er will be found out soon, so I won't bother the royal brother's thoughts." Yan Aoliu paused in his heart, and the hand in his cuff couldn't help but clench his fist.

"Since that's the case, then I wish you to solve the mystery as soon as possible, Luo Feng, let's go." When Yan Ao'an saw that Yan Aoliu was so untruthful, he immediately lost interest, and turned his head to let his guards go.

"Moqing, let's go."

"Yes."

The two carriages passed by like this, and Du Xi'er, who was originally curious, was not curious after hearing the other party's cynicism, and she didn't dare to guarantee that Du Xi'er had not been insulted before she came, and she couldn't prove her innocence, so she could only watch the two fight silently. If she had looked at it, she would have recognized the other person's face.