There was no one in Xiyu Pavilion, but there was a plum blossom in the front yard. It was obvious that it had just been transplanted.
Many items in the front hall are new and spotless, obviously they have just been cleaned.
Qingjun walked in unscrupulously. He had never been in this Xiyu Pavilion before.
"Who are you?" The person inside heard the footsteps and came out cautiously and asked.
"I haven't asked you who you are yet?" Qingjun turned around, half-smiling but not smiling, and looked at the man with cold eyes.
It is undeniable that that face is very handsome, much more beautiful than when I saw it this morning, but it is still just beautiful, not even compared to Ye Chen.
After Qing Lan saw the person coming clearly, she couldn't help being surprised. This man was so charming, feminine and charming. He was dressed in red and extremely beautiful, but he didn't have a trace of femininity. Instead, he was very masculine, but he felt too cold.
, even a little annoying, the kind that makes you hate it at first glance.
Qingjun sat down on the chair without ceremony, with no intention of leaving, as if he was the master here.
"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?" Qing Lan had to lower her stance. This person came blatantly and his identity is definitely extraordinary.
"I'm fine, but it's you who is in trouble." Qingjun said lazily.
Qing Lan was silent, with a wry smile on his lips. Indeed, it was him who was in trouble. He was not just living under someone else's roof, he was even imprisoned and turned into a plaything.
"Who are you?" Qingjun asked.
"...I am originally from Fansang Kingdom." Qinglan hesitated for a moment, he didn't really want to mention it, and he felt that this person had bad intentions.
"Fansang Country? Where is it?" Qingjun raised his eyebrows. He had never heard of Fansang Country.
"It's just a small country. It was destroyed three years ago." Qing Lan frowned, feeling a little sad.
"Tell me your origins in full," Qingjun said.
"Who are you?" Qinglan's eyes flashed with suspicion. He didn't even know who bought the palace in Yancheng, so it was from the Northern Yan royal family?
"The person who is helping you." Qingjun said with a smile, which was so funny that it didn't reach his eyes.
"Why are you helping me?" Qing Lan was even more confused. He didn't believe that someone would help him for no reason.
"I have nothing to do. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't come." Qingjun stood up and walked out the door.
"Sir, wait a minute, I just don't believe it, please help me." Qinglan quickly begged, he could not let go of any opportunity.
Qingjun sat back on the chair, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, and he leisurely picked up the jade cup on the table and started playing with it.
"I was originally the prince of Fansang Kingdom. Because Fansang Kingdom was defeated, my father sent me to the enemy country Jinlang Kingdom as a hostage. The king of Jinlang Kingdom prevented me from escaping, so my meridians were disabled, and I can no longer practice.
,Three years ago, the Fansang Kingdom was destroyed, and I was useless, but I was still detained by the Jinlang Kingdom. Until a year ago, the Jinlang Kingdom was destroyed, and I escaped during the war, and was later captured by the slave owner.
Until someone bought me and sent me here this morning."
Qing Lan is a little self-deprecating about his unbearable experience, from being a prince to a down-and-out proton, losing his cultivation, and finally becoming a slave. He doesn't know why he is still alive.
"That's really not a good thing. Do you have any relatives or subordinates in Fansang Country?" It would be troublesome to send him away directly.
"Those who pushed me to serve as a hostage in the enemy's country are probably not considered relatives. As for my subordinates, I have no power and power, so I am alone." He was not very sad about this, but he was sad that the country was destroyed.