He had long known that the Gu magic in southern Xinjiang was magical, but he didn't expect it to be so magical.
Xiao Chengyi looked at the girl and asked, "I wonder if she has someone she loves?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said: "Not everyone can stay with the one they love like you. I hope you will cherish it."
Xiao Chengyi nodded: "I'll see you later."
The girl smiled, then waved to him and rode away.
Ye Xiuchen watched the girl disappear on the street, and joked with a smile: "This woman from southern Xinjiang is really different. Look at this girl's heroic appearance, and her grace is even more unique."
Xiao Chengyi touched the bell in his hand and said, "She is the third princess of Southern Xinjiang."
Ye Xiuchen was startled, looked at Xiao Chengyi suspiciously and asked, "How do you know? Have you ever seen this third princess?"
Xiao Chengyi glanced at him and said, "Have you seen what kind of flower is the flower on her forehead?"
How could Ye Xiuchen know what kind of flower it was? He didn't stare at the girl all the time. He only remembered that there was indeed a flower painted on her forehead.
As for what kind of flower it was, he didn't take a closer look. He only remembered that it was bright red.
Xiao Chengyi said: "It's the Flower of the Other Shore. There is a painting in the high priest's room, and it's also the Flower of the Other Shore."
Ye Xiuchen remembered that there was indeed a painting hanging in the high priest's room, and he could see a red piece through the gauze curtain. He looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out what it was.
He asked curiously: "What does this mean? Maybe this kind of flower is very common in southern Xinjiang."
Xiao Chengyi sighed: "It is very common, but the meaning of this flower is not good. Normally no one would draw it, let alone regard it as a flower."
He glanced at Ye Xiuchen with a look of disgust: "You won't understand even if I tell you, go and find out about the second princess of Southern Xinjiang."
Ye Xiuchen: "..."
He shouldn't have followed Xiao Chengyi on this trip. Now he finally understood why Yan Jingxuan said that being friends with Xiao Chengyi was miserable.
This man is not human!
However, you choose your own path and make friends by yourself. Even if you are disliked, you have to ask shamelessly. He coughed lightly and asked: "Why are you asking about the second princess?"
Xiao Chengyi replied very kindly: "The high priest is unfathomable. Dealing with him is too troublesome, so it is better to start with the second princess.
If the high priest becomes the king of Southern Xinjiang, wouldn't it support a strong opponent for Nanyue? I'm not stupid, how can I help him?"
Besides, he didn't have the time to stay and help the high priest plan for the throne. He was still rushing back to marry his Yan Yan.
Ye Xiuchen was a little stunned. He lowered his voice and asked, "Didn't you already agree to the high priest? Is it really okay for you to betray your promise like this?"
Xiao Chengyi refused to admit it: "When did I agree to him? I just said I knew it, but I didn't say I wanted to help him, okay?"
Ye Xiuchen rubbed his forehead. Why did he feel that Xiao Chengyi was doing something very dangerous?
Isn't helping the high priest the best choice? They didn't bring many people with them to southern Xinjiang. If they offended the high priest, would they be able to return alive?
Ye Xiuchen was a little worried and asked, "Tell me, what are your plans?"
Xiao Chengyi pretended to be mysterious. He shrugged and said: "The secret must not be leaked. In short, I already have a countermeasure for this matter, so don't worry."
He patted Ye Xiuchen on the shoulder, left these enigmatic words and walked away, leaving Ye Xiuchen alone in the wind.