"Lord, Shuzhou Taishou is the ancestor of the courtier's daughter, if you think about it, you will know that the courtier's daughter will never lie."

Xiao Wenjun's hand on his side tightened and loosened, but his face did not show half a point.

The two sat opposite each other for a moment, Xiao Wenjun raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Mo Li.

"Got a solution?"

"Yes."

Looking at Xiao Wenjun's eyes, Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

He was able to ask that, and he believed at least five points.

"Even if the courtiers say it, it may not be effective, you have to go there in person."

Mo Li only knew the key person, but he didn't foresee it, so Xiao Wenjun could only sell it.

"Go back and wait."

didn't say yes or no, Xiao asked Jundao.

Mo Li moved his lips, but he didn't say anything, and got up in silence to leave.

Before he left the teahouse, he heard a coquettish laugh, and Mo Li paused at his feet and looked through the window.

The leader is Xu Yanyou, surrounded by the daughters of various families, who used to be arrogant masters, but this will look flattering.

"Miss Xu, don't dislike the newly baked dim sum from the shop."

The shopkeeper of the dim sum shop greeted him with a smile, and in his hand were two large bags of dim sum wrapped tightly.

In just a few days, Xu Yanyou seemed to be used to being treated like this, and with a glance, the maid beside him stepped forward to take the snack.

Someone took the lead, followed by all kinds of things.

Before he walked out of half the street, the maid's arms were already full of arms.

Mo Li shook his head, turned around and left through the back door.

After a long time, Xiao Wenjun tapped the desktop.

"Let Shadow Six talk back."

Since the news that Xu Yanyou is the chosen one came out, Ying Liu has been following Xu Yanyou.

"Yes."

The dark guard answered with a muffled voice, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the end of the street is a jewelry shop, where a group of noble ladies travel, and they have to choose and wear.

"Regent—"

Xu Yanyou and his party had just arrived at the bottom of the steps, and someone behind them exclaimed.

In an instant, the whole street fell silent.

Mo Li, who had just arrived at the end of the street, stopped when he heard the sound and hid in the crowd.

Xu Yanyou raised his hand and pressed it to his heart, trying to hide his suddenly intensified heartbeat.

It's him!

Since he met at the palace banquet ten years ago, Xu Yanyou has remembered his face until now, but he rarely sees him again.

At this moment, Xu Yanyou had forgotten what he was going to do, and he turned his head.

"Lord ......"

In the silence, Xu Yanyou's voice was exceptionally clear.

Without waiting for Xiao Wenjun's reaction, Xu Yanyou took a few steps forward with shyness and timidity, and stopped in front of him.

"Lord Wang, I'm—"

"Click!"

The beads twisted, and there was a soft sound between the collisions.

"Don't get in the way."

The palace guards stepped forward and urged Xu Yanyou with a cold face.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xu Yanyou's face turned red in an instant.

She's a man of destiny now!

How dare Xiao Wenjun?!

He actually dared not give himself any face, so he was not afraid of provoking the anger of the public!

Xu Yanyou raised his head and stared, but saw Xiao Wenjun lowering his eyes, and his face was cold.

"Please give way, Miss."

The guard stepped forward and spoke in a heavier tone.

Xu Yanyou was not ashamed, Xiao Wenjun raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Xu Yanyou, as if he was looking at something dead.

"Wang ...... The prince ......"

When she was babbling to explain, Xiao Wenjun seemed to feel something, and looked sideways.

At the end of the street, Mo Li was looking this way.

The moment the four eyes met, Xiao Wenjun's chin was slightly raised.

Is this a greeting to her?

Mo Li was confused, followed his head, and then realized that this move was a bit silly, and hurriedly ran away.

Looking at Mo Li's distant back, Xiao Wenjun changed back to his previous unkind appearance.

Xu Yanyou was already so scared that he cried, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After all, what she was in front of was Xiao Wenjun, the sword of the last dynasty, the blade of the sword against the neck of the first-class master, but the emperor did not dare to punish him!

"Tsk."

Xiao Wenjun was a little impatient, and raised his foot to bypass her.

As soon as he moved, Xu Yanyou trembled and fell to the ground.

Shame on the dead!

Xu Yanyou only had this sentence left in his mind, and he didn't even know when Xiao Wenjun left away.