Because the monster tide is about to break out, Nanning City, as the first of the four cities, has also entered a state of preparation for war like Xishu City.
The whole city is under martial law, and the environment in the city inevitably looks a bit messy.
Jun Wuchen and his party were specially arranged to stay in a spacious and quiet independent mansion near the city guard's mansion. The surroundings of the mansion were highly guarded, and no one could get close to it.
The team slowly walked to the gate of the mansion. The steward of the city guard mansion, who had already received the news and had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward, nodded and bowed with a smile on his face, and everyone had an extremely enthusiastic smile on their face.
When Long Yi and others dismounted, the atmosphere became quiet and solemn.
Under Li Chengshou's anxious and nervous invitation, the carriage door quickly opened.
The first person to come out was not His Highness Prince Jing, but a little boy in a black brocade robe with an immature but handsome face.
Li Chengshou saw a pair of purple eyes in the little boy. There were only two people with such eyes in Cangyun Kingdom, and they were an unforgeable status symbol.
Li Chengshou understood immediately and smiled politely: "I didn't expect the young prince to be here too."
"Master Li." Jun Buli glanced at him and nodded lightly, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he turned to look inside the carriage.
They must be waiting for His Royal Highness King Jing to come out.
Li Chengshou immediately cheered up, but the next second, he was dumbfounded.
Because another little boy emerged from the carriage!
He is about the same age as the young prince, and is wearing a small white brocade robe. From a closer look, it seems that the clothes are the same style as the young prince's clothes, with patterns that seem to come out.
The little guy has a pair of dark eyes, which are as big and round as a small animal. The tail of the eye is slightly raised, revealing a little cunning. He looks well-behaved, cute and full of aura.
But who is this?
Does His Highness King Jing have two sons? I have never heard of it...
Li Chengshou couldn't help being stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to call him.
"This is my younger brother." Jun Buli said coldly and glanced at him lightly. Although he was still young, his magnanimity was already beginning to show.
"I'm sorry, I've seen you young master." Li Chengshou felt a chill running down his spine and hurriedly apologized with a smile.
But I was thinking: Where did the young prince get his younger brother? Could it be that His Highness King Jing gave birth to another child?
At this time, Jun Wuchen got out of the car.
The black silver-edged brocade robe lay on the floor, with layers of cloud patterns surging around the edges of the robe. It was low-key yet still distinguished, setting off his tall and tall figure, with deep purple eyes that showed no anger or authority.
"Your Majesty..." Before Li Chengshou could salute and greet him, he suddenly saw the majestic and cold His Royal Highness King Jing turning around, his thin lips curled into a slight smile, and he stretched out his hand towards the car door. p>
Not only Li Chengshou, everyone was stunned for a moment!
Could it be that there is someone with a higher status than His Highness King Jing in the carriage? His Highness could condescend to personally extend his hand to guide the way. This, this is simply unbelievable!
His Highness Prince Jing’s status in Cangyun Kingdom is beyond the reach of even His Highness the Crown Prince...
Who is worthy of letting him lead the way? Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor traveled in person?
Not only the expressions of the people at the door were frozen, but also a slender figure hurriedly walking towards the palace gate was also frozen in place. The originally joyful eyes instantly became extremely cold, and they looked straight at her. p>
Under the gaze of everyone, a slender, snow-white hand was seen stretching out from the carriage. It naturally rested on the outstretched hand of His Highness Prince Jing, and was held by him with a smile.