The sedan chair stopped near the city gate, and Qianqian was a little nervous,

Nangong Jing noticed that Qianqian beside her was trembling slightly, held her hand tightly, and whispered relief in her ear: "It's okay, don't worry",

Qianqian turned her eyes to look at Nangong Jing, and saw that his handsome face was full of gentle smiles, and her heart settled down.

Yes, with him, what is there to worry about?

Qianqian pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for bothering you",

In fact, he can completely ignore the affairs of the Xuanyuan clan, after all, his identity is too special, and now such a situation may not necessarily be safe for him, after all, Wan Wan has always had great hostility towards Nangong Jing.

Nangong Jing was slightly stunned, then stretched out his hand and rubbed Qianqian's face, and said dotingly, "What are you talking about?" Well? You are my wife, how can you say such a thing, besides, I have long expected this day",

Qianqian was stunned, "I expected it a long time ago?" ”

Nangong Jing smiled faintly, "Hmm",

As early as when he was in Furong Town, Nangong Jing had this feeling: that young man with cold eyes would one day become his biggest opponent, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

It's just this stupid woman, who still doesn't know the situation and treats him as a younger brother.

Beibei stood next to Qianqian, clutched Qianqian's sleeve tightly, and said, "Qianqian, I'm a little nervous, is he really Wanwan?" ”

Qianqian was slightly stunned, watching the sedan curtain being slowly lifted, she clenched Beibei's hand and said, "It should be Wanwan--",

No, he should be called Huangfu Xun, the eighteenth prince of the Snowy Country.

The sedan curtain was opened, and what appeared in everyone's sight was a handsome young man, dressed in a purple brocade wide-sleeved robe, with handsome facial features, jade ribbon hair, and a burning color in his eyes.

This kind of temperament seems to be natural, as if this young man has always grown up in this imperial city, and has never left half a step.

If not, how can it seem so natural and real?

Qianqian saw Wanwan, and sighed in his heart: Today's Wanwan is no longer the young man, and the difference between him and Wanwan is only a few months, and he has undergone such a big change, which really makes Qianqian and Beibei unable to accept it for a while, and they are stunned in place.

Huang Fuxun stepped off the sedan chair, his eyes fell on Qianqian, put away the cold color just now, and replaced it with a soft and happy face, but he still tried his best to control his emotions, and strode in front of Qianqian.

"Qianqian--" With a light call, he was about to take her into his arms, and Nangong Jing on the side had already taken Qianqian's shoulders and took her aside.

Qianqian came back to his senses, only to remember that he had called his name directly just now, Qianqian looked at Huangfu Xun with some astonishment, and said, "Wanwan, how are you--"

"Huangfu Xun, Qianqian, from now on, I am no longer the same Wanwan as before, so, forget Wanwan, the person you will face in the future is only Huangfu Xun"

"......", Qianqian was stunned, and only after a moment did he speak: "Wanwan--"

"Also, my real age is not fifteen, I am the same age as you, Qianqian, if I remember correctly, I am a month older than you",

"......", in fact, this really has nothing to do with age,

"It doesn't matter if you find it difficult to accept, at that time, Master sealed my memory in order to keep me, so my age is just guessed by you."

“……”

"So, don't treat me as a brother in the future, I don't like it"

“……”