"I want to see your prince's palace by myself first, is that okay?"
Nangong Hao was surprised that Murong Qian wasn't here to discuss marriage? Why did he want to study his palace?
"Of course... someone is coming..."
"No, I can just look at it alone. You go first to see what needs to be improved in the yard!"
When Nangong Hao was about to ask someone to go with him, Murong Qian waved his hand and left the flower hall.
Murong Qian quickly walked out of the flower hall. As soon as she stepped out of the hall, she was worried about where to go next. Because she was facing a rockery and a pool, with two corridors on the left and right, and there was a willow path behind the rockery. She
Which direction should we go first?
"I x, are you mistaken? Who built this poor yard? You thought you were designing a stand-alone game to play mazes!"
Murong Qian turned around while complaining, and started walking with her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was walking in the corridor on the right. She couldn't help but admire it as she walked. What a royal palace, not only
There are lakes, bridges, pavilions, and musical instruments... The scenery is so pleasant that this is the residence of the Eighth Prince.
If Qingshen is here, you must be very happy. Qingshen likes these beautiful natural landscapes the most.
Thinking of the deep love, Murong Qian couldn't help but patted his head. What was he thinking? Everything in the palace was important.
Walking out of the corridor, Murong Qian was completely dumbfounded, because what appeared in front of him were countless willow paths leading to nowhere. At this time, he missed Uncle Baidu, missed the global GPS positioning system, and missed his uncle...
Just when he was looking at a lamppost and really wanted to hit it, he suddenly saw a group of maids passing by, and Murong Qian hurriedly walked up.
"that……"
"See the Queen!"
Murong Qian was speechless for a moment. She was just asking for directions. Why did Maoxian kneel down when he saw her?
"Ah, I just want to ask for directions. Can you please stop being so rude? Which courtyard is the prince's bedroom in?"
Murong Qian was used to being in the palace, but she didn't know that in the palace, not every maid and guard knew where Nangong Hao's room was.
"Emperor...Emperor...Queen, this servant doesn't know!"
Murong Qian was completely speechless. What kind of maid was she? She didn't know where her master lived, and she was still talking hesitantly.
"Then...then...which place do you know?"
Murong Qian suddenly found that she was also hesitating. She felt so speechless!
"This slave only...only...only knows the place to go to the dining room!"
The maid was frightened by Murong Qian. She really didn't know where the prince lived or in which courtyard.
"Then you... you... you go down first!"
Murong Qian waved his hand and talked to this maid. It was actually very difficult. His words were not neat and...
It really hurts my balls!
It seems that we really need to find someone who knows the place, but there are not many maids and guards here at all, and the place is so big.
"GPRS! I miss you so much!"
Murong Qian shouted to the sky, she really wanted to have a GPS in her hand now, because this way she wouldn't get lost, right?
"Pfft!"
Suddenly a chuckle caught Murong Qian's attention. When did she find someone behind her? It's so dark here, could it be...
"Ah...Mom!"
Murong Qian yelled, and the person immediately covered her mouth;
"Xiao Qian, it's me, Jingyang!"
Mo Jingyang suddenly realized that this cousin really made him speechless, as if a flock of crows were flying over his head.
Murong Qian turned around and looked at Mo Jingyang, when did he come?
"When did you stand behind me?"
Murong Qian was very surprised. He walked without making any sound. Was he a ghost?
"Just when you were arguing with that maidservant."
Mo Jingyang folded her hands around her chest and looked at Murong Qian, has she not rested in the past few days? Why are her eyes so...
"Then why didn't you call me? Still...still watching there. Also, why did you come to the palace?"
Murong Qian looked at Mo Jingyang a little embarrassed. Before she met Nangong Jin, this face was her favorite, but now it was time to forget it.
"I wanted to call you, but you suddenly shouted to the sky, so I stopped. Also, why can't I come if you can come?"
Mo Jingyang didn't know what was going on. When he saw Murong Qian, he just wanted to make her angry. Maybe Murong Qian didn't know that their actions all fell into the eyes of the same person.