Chen Xi nodded, Feng Qingyang's words made some sense!
After all, the only person who can escape from the ninth-level spiritual consciousness of fellow practitioners from the fifth line is those with peak cultivation levels that transcend the human realm.
She only knew of a person with this level of cultivation, Guoshi Lishuang, and that guy was said to be in seclusion.
"The wind is blowing, let's go inside!"
She raised her hand to tidy up the broken hair that was flying in front of Feng Qingyang's forehead, hooked his hand and was about to walk into the house, when suddenly——
The gatekeeper hurriedly ran in and reported: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is a girl at the door looking for you."
As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Xi with complex eyes and hesitated to speak.
"Girl?" Chen Xi frowned, and the boy's gaze gave her a bad feeling.
The boy Ali swallowed his saliva and looked at the prince's naive signature smile with embarrassment. He thought to himself: The prince is now like a child, and all the matters in the house are taken care of by the princess and housekeeper Tian. It would be better to do this today.
You can report it directly to the princess, although this matter is a bit...
"Ali, did the girl at the door say who she is?" Chen Xi asked.
Ali scratched his hair in embarrassment, and his panicked tone became hesitant: "Yes... yes, but, but..."
"But what?"
"However, Princess, what that girl said is all nonsense, let me drive her away."
"Just tell her what she said!"
Chen Xi looked at Ali's forehead with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Haha, what kind of girl is she? Is she a flower girl?"
Feng Qingyang, who was scanned by Ali's complicated eyes, pouted her thin lips, looking cute and cute.
Ali wiped the sweat from his forehead and regretted coming to report. However, judging from the stubbornness of the girl at the door, it might not be easy for him to drive her away.
He could only bite the bullet, glanced at Chen Xi secretly and said, "The girl said that she is the prince's fiancée, and asked the prince to go out to meet her in person."
"fiancée?"
The big round eyes suddenly turned to Feng Qingyang, and he saw that someone's signature smile suddenly condensed and seemed to have signs of fragmentation.
"My lord, do you still have a fiancée?" Chen Xi squinted her eyes, and thousands of complicated emotions surged into her chest like a tide, making her nose sore.
A dangerous dark light circulated deep in Feng Qingyang's eyes, focusing on Chen Xi's serious face. He quickly returned to the image of the "silly king" and asked stupidly: "Xi'er, what is a fiancée?"
ah?"
No, right?
Chen Xi read the negative answer in Feng Qingyang's eyes.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Ali with a steady face: "Where is she? Take us there to see her."
She wanted to take a closer look at who was so brave and dared to go to Prince Gong’s mansion to identify her fiancé!
Chen Xi secretly decided in his heart that in order to prevent any nymphomaniac from coming to marry him in the future, he must kill the chicken and scare the monkey today.
"Princess, prince, that's her!"
After bypassing three winding alleys, Chen Xi and others walked quickly for seven or eight minutes, and finally arrived at the gate of Prince Gong's Mansion.
From a distance, I saw a slim white figure emerging from the dust, standing gracefully in front of the mighty stone lion.
The black and beautiful waist-length hair is like fine silk, floating in extraordinary arcs in the gentle spring breeze.
When she heard Ali's voice, she slowly turned around and smiled, filled with joy.