Fan Yaofeng is the most famous sect in the Feng Kingdom. Although it is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, it is closely related to the imperial court. However, no one knows that Feng Guo’s Prime Minister Lian Yangxun also studied martial arts at Fan Yaofeng and was the former master.
The heir to the door is a big hit.
Now standing at the foot of Fan Yaofeng Mountain, Gong Lianyangxuan felt as if he was in another world.
"Master Gonglian, Princess Ruilin is here." A soldier reminded in a low voice next to Gonglian Yangxuan.
"Okay." Gong Lianyang came to his senses and nodded towards the soldier. Then he could see Xia Hou Ranluo leading Ji Yuanqing's disguised ugly palace maid Lian'er over, but Xu Jitong followed them.
Behind him, Xu Jitong's face didn't look good, as if something else had happened last night.
"My lord, please give my regards to the princess." Gong Lianxuan came up to greet her and bowed to Xia Houranluo.
Xia Houranluo nodded slightly, quite like a princess, but she didn't care about the identity or the occasion at all, so she said to Gong Lianyang: "The mountain road in Fan Yaofeng is not easy to walk. I heard that Mr. Gong Li has also been in poor health recently."
If you're feeling sick, why don't you go to the sedan chair and stay with me, the princess."
Gong Lianyang pursed his lips, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer, because... Xia Hou Ranluo's words seemed a bit excessive. He was a dignified prime minister of a country, and he was just a messenger when he came here.
He is not a servant, let alone Xia Houranluo's husband. If he nods and agrees, where should he put his dignity? If he refuses, he will only lose Gongguo's face.
"Princess, please sit with the princess." Ji Yuanqing stepped forward and said next to Xia Houranluo.
"Yes, it's okay if you don't have Ji Tong..."
Xia Houranluo raised her hand and stopped Xu Jitong's words. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly slanted and her eyes were contemptuous: "This princess is talking to the Prime Minister. Do you have the right to interrupt? Emperor Zhan sent the Prime Minister to be the envoy.
Isn’t it just to accompany me to Fan Yao Peak? The mountain road to Fan Yao Peak is difficult to navigate. I understand the Prime Minister. Does the Prime Minister think that I am not worthy of sharing the sedan with you? "
Gong Lian Yangxuan lowered his eyelashes and bowed his head respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness, Princess. I will naturally obey your order."
"Okay, then follow me to the sedan chair." Xia Houranluo glanced at Ji Yuanqing, winked without leaving any trace, then turned around and got on the sedan chair.
Seeing Gong Lianyang's expressionless face and following Xia Houran onto the sedan chair of the sixteen people, Ji Yuanqing glanced helplessly at Xu Jitong beside him. Xia Houranluo wanted him to stare at Xu Jitong.
, but compared to Xu Jitong, he felt that Gong Lian Yangxuan was more dangerous!
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The sedan was a large sedan carried by sixteen people, but it was Xia Hou Ranluo's first time to sit on it. The broad sedan was like a carriage, but it was carried up to Fan Yaofeng by manpower. It was a hard job no matter what, but Xia Hou Ranluo couldn't.
Change nothing, because this is Emperor Zhan's arrangement.
The sedan chair swayed slightly, Xia Houran leaned on the soft mat and looked at Gong Lian Yangxun, who was wearing a brocade dress: "Why did Mr. Gong Lian get on the sedan chair for so long without even looking at this princess?"
"Ran Luo." As if he didn't like Xia Hou Ranluo speaking to him in such a tone, Gong Lian Yangxuan turned to look at her, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Master Gonglian called my princess's name so affectionately, but it made me feel like... the flowers and plants are still the same, but things are different."
