Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao were led into the side hall by the waiter. The people from Gong Lingze were not in the side hall, waiting for them were the hot tea that had been arranged and the waiter waiting for them. The little waiter folded his hands in front of his belly, stood up straight, his chin was slightly tucked, his eyes were lowered, and he looked at the ground, with the appearance of a standard royal waiter.
Seeing the two coming, the little waiter's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly stepped forward to greet him, "Little Young Master!"
This little waiter and Xie Xuanyang are very familiar. Six years ago, Xie Xuanyang traveled alone to the imperial capital of Xiliang and met an acquaintance Gong Lingze. He stayed in the Third Prince's Mansion for a whole year, and this little waiter followed him all the time.
Seeing him, Xie Xuanyang smiled and said, "Mo Yan, I haven't seen you for a few years and it's still hot and humid, nothing has changed."
Five years ago, he and Mo Lingyan left the Prince's Mansion to go to the Tianxian Sect. When Mo Yan was still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, his work was rough and rough, and he made mistakes from time to time when he was with him. Fuzhong steward scolded. Now Mo Yan is in his late twenties, and he never thought that he would still have this temperament.
Xie Xuanyang thought to himself, fortunately, Mo Yan belongs to Gong Lingze's mansion, and there is no picky mistress in the mansion.
Seeing this, Mo Yan hurriedly covered his eyes, "Don't, don't, don't! Young Master, please don't laugh at the kid, the kid can't stand it."
When he served Xie Xuanyang before, he knew how good his appearance was. He had seen many beauties who were sent by outsiders to please His Royal Highness the Third Prince in the Prince's Mansion, men and women, and so far, he had never seen someone better-looking than Xie Xuanyang.
Mo Yan felt that it was reasonable for His Royal Highness the Third Prince to never be tempted by beautiful women. Anyone who had an acquaintance like Xiao Gongzi would not have feelings for those ordinary Yingying Yanyan.
"Why can't I stand it anymore?" Xie Xuanyang said, "I haven't changed in the past few years."
Not to mention the appearance, Xie Xuanyang was not even a little taller, Bai Qishan and Mo Lingyan both became more handsome, tall and masculine from their youthful appearance, but he was still the same.
"But, but young master, even if you are the original..." Mo Yan snorted, suddenly remembering that Xie Xuanyang had never had such self-knowledge, and always felt that his appearance was like an ordinary passerby, even if it was someone else talking about it was useless. .
He clearly remembered that Young Master Mo Lingyan had spoken to the Young Master a lot, but in the end he was beaten to the point of hitting his head against the wall. Mo Yan didn't want to end up like this, so he consciously stopped the topic.
He put down his hand, only to find that there was a man standing beside Xie Xuanyang. This man also has an extraordinary appearance, and his appearance is like a fairy, but it is too cold. Mo Yan was so frozen by his eyes that he didn't dare to look at it again.
"This is Qing, Li Zhuoshu, my..." Xie Xuanyang hesitated for a while when introducing Qing Xiao's identity, "Uncle Shi."
Qing Xiao glanced at Xie Xuanyang and asked, "Where is the master?"
"Why not the uncle?" Xie Xuanyang said, "Mo Lingyan is the disciple of the inner sect, and I am the outer sect, so I have to call him senior brother. And you are the first seat of the inner sect, Mo Lingyan's master, I should call you anyway. Master."
When Qing Xiao heard this, his eyebrows wrinkled, obviously dissatisfied with his seniority, "No."
"Not an uncle?" Xie Xuanyang looked at him sideways.
"Inappropriate." Qing Xiao said.
Xie Xuanyang grinned and sighed, "Okay, dear friend."
Wen Yan Qingxiao pursed his lips and said nothing. He turned his head slightly, looked away and refused to look at Xie Xuanyang, seeing that Xie Xuanyang was confused, and he didn't know what happened to Qing Xiao, why he suddenly became angry.
Qing Xiao's mood swings are very weak, and others can't see anything. But Xie Xuanyang had known him for five years, and practiced swordsmanship together every day. He knew him much more than his apprentice Mo Lingyan. The little change in Qing Xiao's eyes now is enough to make Xie Xuanyang see that he is not happy.
It is often said that a woman's heart and a needle under the sea are similar to Qing Xiao in Xie Xuanyang's view. Qing Xiao's mood is not obvious, and he is a boring gourd. Even if he asks him, he can't ask one or two questions. It is much harder to ponder his mind than to ponder the mind of a woman.
Looking at them, Mo Yan felt a little weird for some reason. It was obvious that the two were just having an ordinary conversation, but he could see a bit of intimacy from it.
Mo Yan has seen Mo Lingyan and Xie Xuanyang getting along. It can be said that he witnessed with his own eyes that the two never knew each other and became friends here, but he never felt that Xie Xuanyang and Mo Lingyan were like Xie Xuanyang and this Li Zhuo. been intimate. These two gave him the feeling that they were a world of their own, and no one else could get in.
Perhaps the mutual sympathy among swordsmen is not something that ordinary people of his generation can understand, Mo Yan thought. Hearing that Daochang Li was still the master of Young Master Mo, Jian Fa was much better than Young Master Mo, and was on par with Young Master Mo.
Mo Yan doesn't know the world of immortality, what Mo Lingyan's master represents in the world of immortality, or what he has heard about the conversation between the two about "best friends". .
He only thought that Qing Xiao was an ordinary sword-cultivating master, and felt that the two masters had to share much more common language than Xie Xuanyang and Mo Gongzi, so it was understandable that they were more intimate.
Just as he was thinking about it, Gong Lingze, who finally sent Gong Yunrui away, slowly walked in while shaking his fan.
Gong Lingze is a lazy person, and if he doesn't go out, he is too lazy to dress properly. He was only wearing a purple inner robe, with a black outer cloak casually put on it, and his hair was casually let loose. But Rao dressed up so casually, and the prince was also graceful and elegant.
As soon as Gong Lingze came in, he rushed over to the padded upper seat, sat up and leaned forward, leaning on the backrest covered with an unknown white fluffy animal skin, raised his eyelids lazily and looked at Xie Xuanyang, "How come you still have so many years? Like this?"
He paused and saw Qing Xiao beside Xie Xuanyang, "Oh, I forgot, you went to Tianxianzong to repair the sword. Why, this time you brought Taoist Qing Xiao back to her mother's house?"
"Where did you go back to your mother's house? Don't joke around, Your Highness." Xie Xuanyang hurriedly glanced at Qing Xiao beside him, and was relieved when he saw that he didn't respond.
"Didn't you go to Tianxianzong just for the sake of Qingxiao?" Gong Lingze said, "Now that you have brought people back, aren't you going back to your parents' home?"
"Your Highness, don't worry about Huzu. It's a matter of Taoist companions when you go back to your mother's house. Qingxiao and I are close friends." Xie Xuanyang knew that Gong Lingze's mouth was sometimes out of tune, and he was used to it. And passed. But Qing Xiao is very serious, it would be bad if Gong Lingze joked in front of him and was taken seriously and misunderstood.
Xie Xuanyang didn't want to have any estrangement with Qing Xiao.
Gong Lingze glanced at Qing Xiao, who was pursing his lips like frost, and said "Oh", his heart was overjoyed. He now stays in the imperial capital and rarely goes out, but when he was not a prince before, he roamed all over the place, and he had seen many people. What flowers and birds have not seen? Naturally, I noticed that Qing Xiao could see frost in his eyes when he heard Xie Xuanyang spit out the word "best friend". This little guy Xie Xuanyang was even worried about misunderstanding.
However, Qing Xiao is a stuffy gourd who doesn't know what emotion is, and I'm afraid he doesn't know what he thinks of Xie Xuanyang. Xie Xuanyang is stupid in this respect again and can't see clearly. Gong Lingze was also happy to see the two of them stick together without knowing it, and waited for the two to develop to the end.
"Okay, okay." Gong Lingze waved his hand, in response to Xie Xuanyang's "Mo Huzuo". He said, "Young Master Xie goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, tell me, why did you come this time?"
"Please help." Xie Xuanyang said, "Yes..."
Before Xie Xuanyang could finish speaking, Gong Lingze interrupted, "Let's say it first, I don't want to do troublesome things, you know that when the group of guys who are so much like a hornet's nest are fighting for that seat at the most critical time, I don't Time to run errands for you."
"Naturally, there is no need for your Highness to trouble you." Xie Xuanyang said, "This time I am here to ask for something for your cousin."
"Oh? For Mo Lingyan?" Gong Lingze straightened his body, and immediately became interested. It was too late for his little cousin to hide from him, so why would he want to ask him to borrow something? He asked, "Borrow what?"
"Borrowing dragon blood." Xie Xuanyang said.
Gong Lingze's face changed when he heard it. Mo Lingyan didn't know that he had dragon blood, only Xie Xuanyang knew. But Xie Xuanyang said that he borrowed it for Mo Lingyan. Obviously, it was not that Mo Lingyan wanted to borrow it, but that he needed to use it in an accident. "What happened to him?"
"The soul is unstable." Xie Xuanyang said, "Dragon blood is needed to expel yin."
"Heh, something happened to Lang." Gong Lingze sneered, "I told him a long time ago that there is no blind Lang in the body, and it's good to be taught a lesson."
He sat down and lay back, resting his elbows on the chair to support his head, and said, "This dragon's blood cannot be borrowed easily. You should know how precious the dragon's blood in my hands is."
"I know." Xie Xuanyang said, the dragon blood in Gong Lingze's hand is not ordinary dragon blood, even if the treasures of the whole world are moved, it is not enough to replace a drop, "But he is Mo Lingyan."
"What about Mo Lingyan? His value is not that high." Gong Lingze disagreed, "At most, he is only a soul enclave, and eighteen years later he will be a man again."
"But after reincarnation, he is no longer him." Xie Xuanyang said.
Gong Lingze invited a waiter to bring him a new cup of tea and drank it slowly, "You make up your mind to borrow it."
"Yes." Xie Xuanyang nodded.
"That's not impossible." Gong Lingze put down the tea cup, and the bottom of the cup hit the mahogany table top, making a crisp sound, "Take one thing in exchange."
"What?" Xie Xuanyang asked.
"Open the door for me." Gong Lingze evoked an ambiguous smile, "Only you can open the gate of the dragon veins."