Xiao Anzi returned all the way to the main hall and saw Ximen Yehan holding a cup.
Playing with it gently between his fingers, the smile on his face was a little unpredictable.
"emperor?!"[
He walked to him cautiously and called out tentatively.
"Xiao Anzi, did that Mr. Holy Son do anything special along the way?!"
Still maintaining the same expression and movements as before, Ximen Yehan just opened and closed his lips and asked softly.
"Special behavior?!"
Xiao Anzi frowned slightly, carefully recalled the journey, and just shook his head slightly.
"No!"
"Didn't she even say a word?!"
Turning around unwillingly, Ximen Yehan looked deeply at Xiao Anzi's face.
Seeing the solemn look on his face, Xiao Anzi thought about it again although he didn't understand the reason.
"Ah, yes!"
There was a look of surprise on his face.
"Your Majesty, I remembered that Mr. Holy Son once asked where General Dongfang lived, and I pointed out to him the courtyard where General Dongfang lived!
You said that Mr. Holy Son, you didn’t expect that such a powerful person would care so much about our General Dongfang..."
Xiao Anzi shook his head and sighed, but Ximen Yehan's eyes slowly narrowed.
He had offered medicine with both hands before, but now he took the initiative to ask Dongfang Miao where he lived.
It seems that this "Mr. Holy Son" cares about Dongfang Miao very much!
A bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and Ximen Yehan's face showed surprise.
Immediately, he suppressed the surprise and showed his calm expression again.
He brought the wine glass he had been holding to his lips and drank it all in one gulp. Ximen Yehan stood up.[
"Xiao Anzi, go and send some of the apples I brought from the capital to Mr. Shengzi's room.
Just say, this is my favorite thing, let her try it too!"