Rong Xian ignored what Sizhen was thinking. She walked up to Ye Wenchun and the two of them, her mouth curved, and said with the same attitude as she had never seen them before: "I don't know what you two call them?"
She just stood there casually, but she seemed like a lady who came out of a hidden family in ancient times. Her every move, every frown and smile were full of ancient meaning, like a beautiful picture that people cherish, and the beauty makes people palpitate.
It's not about looks, it's about manners.
This made several people around him breathe lightly, lest they disturb this special.
However, Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan didn't forget the fucking thing that Rong Xian had done before because of her pretence at the moment.
Ye Wenchun's face was blank, and his tone did not fluctuate: "Let's go to Ye Wenchun."
Su Xuan nodded slightly towards Rong Xian, and introduced in a cold slag voice, "Su Xuan."
The two of them are ministers of the dynasty under one person and above ten thousand people, and the other is the knife in the hands of the emperor, and the emperor refers to the blade.
However, they don't want to say a single extra word to Rong Xian now. They always feel that if they say too much, they want to #commit chaos#.
Rong Xian is tolerant of their attitude and temperament. After all, she has to work together in the future. It is understandable to be a little temperamental.
Su Xuan and two: Thank you very much.
A golden light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, as if he could see the luck inside them through their bodies.
When the golden light disappeared, Rong Xian raised a gentle smile at the corners of her mouth. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, but she accurately stated their official positions without revealing a sound: "Ye Xiang, Commander Su."
"Don't dare." Marven Ye and Su Xuan said in unison.
The two were not surprised that the Crown Princess knew their identities. They just sensed that the Crown Princess had determined their identities through the golden dragon of luck.
However, they were all a little surprised. They didn't expect that this young master in Xiaoqianjie knew how to use luck.
But they didn't know, maybe never knew, that Rong Xian wasn't learning about their official positions just now, but verifying their identities through luck.
Although Rong Xian had given up killing them before, but before they were identified, Rong Xian was not completely relieved.
If they didn't have Rong Chao's luck, Rong Xian would definitely be ruthless.
Fortunately, they were indeed blessed by Rong Chao's luck, and they were indeed ministers sent by the Sword Emperor.
Rong Xian raised her brows slightly and her smile became much more cordial. She whispered, "From now on, everyone will be ministers of the same dynasty, so you don't need to be so polite."
Ye Wenchun and the two were unable to say a word when they were choked.
Although everyone is indeed a minister of the same dynasty, but the ministers and ministers are also divided into three, six and nine.
Rong Xian didn't care about their silence either. She looked towards the west, her eyes flashing brightly, as if she was waiting for someone.
But in the blink of an eye, two figures landed in front of her.
Rong Xian stretched out his hand, and the little snake lying on top of Rong Yu's head rushed to Rong Xian's hand like lightning, hissing.
"Xiaojin, be nice and don't make noise." Rong Xian gently nodded its head and said with a smile.
The little snake's body froze immediately, yes, it is the body of the big devil.
Rong Xian ignored the little snake who pretended to be dead. After she wrapped Ajin around the wrist with the sword stone hanging on it, she looked at Rong Yu.
"She is in the cedar forest, go, you will find her." Rong Xian's words were endless, and no one could understand it, but Rong Yu understood the meaning.
He bowed solemnly towards Rong Xian, turned and walked towards the cedar forest, his pace getting faster and faster.
"What happened to him?" Si Wenning asked curiously.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes slightly, her expression darkened, and her tone was a little sad: "He went to bury his mother."
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy!
Su Xuan frowned slightly, this princess is too deep and unfathomable.
She was happy, the air around her exuded joy, and the whole world celebrated. She is sad, and everyone's heart is like a big stone, and the world is sad.
The contagion is terrifying.
"Young Master, Master has been waiting for a long time, I wonder when you decide to leave?" Ye Wenchun asked suddenly.
The alarm bell buzzed in Sizhen's head, and she hurriedly shouted, "What young master, what is the departure? Where are you taking my daughter?"
Marven Ye and Su Xuan were shocked, daughter
They all looked at Rong Xian, Rong Xian smiled helplessly and said, "You don't mind, this is Uncle Zhen."
After a pause, she raised her eyebrows and said, "This is an old friend I've been separated for 16 years."
Sizhen: Although the title of 'an old friend who has been separated for 16 years' is a bit tricky, Rong Xian did not have the attitude to reject him resolutely.
Rong Xian saw his happy appearance, and his eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, peaceful and tolerant, gentle and confusing.
Rong Xian raised her chin in the direction of Si Wenning, and introduced with a half-smile, "That's the friend who just met me, Si Wenning, who is also Uncle Zhen's cousin."
Si Wenning's expression cracked, and she looked at Rong Xian as if she had seen a ghost. Why did this person disappear and then change.
Although Rong Xian's prefix was a bit tricky when introducing people, but after getting used to Rong Xian's scare of things before, she now sees Rong Xian talking to her in a good, warm and soft voice, and Si Wenning is horrified to find that she has Not used to it.
What the heck.
Su Xuan and Marven Ye froze when they heard Rong Xian's introduction, and thought flashed in their eyes.
If they heard correctly, these two are surnamed Si.
Si is the surname of the royal family of the Daxia Dynasty, and the single word is the successor, so is the father of the crown princess likely to be the next Daxia emperor? !
Marven Ye wailed in his heart, My Majesty, this heir of yours has a very deep background, and it is very likely that people will still take a fancy to our small dynasty.
No, their Majesty's bloodline is now only the person in front of him, and he will be brought back to inherit the throne no matter what.
Rong Xian didn't know that the Prime Minister in front of him had already made up his mind. If he couldn't bring her back properly, he would tie her back.
She was facing Sizhen and said, "Uncle Zhen, you know, I'm not her."
She pointedly pointed: "I have given her to you."
As for the cause and effect of what she owes, she will repay if there is a chance, but this father is absolutely unacceptable.
Sizhen understands what Rong Xian means. Rong Xian's two sentences are equivalent to clearing all the boundaries with him, and tell him frankly and clearly that she is not his daughter Feng'er, and his daughter has already given him Yes, that is the stone tablet.
Sizhen's lips trembled, her fists clenched tightly, and she said, "Xianer, don't talk nonsense, you have always been daddy's daughter."
Si Wenning didn't quite understand what the father and daughter were saying, but she didn't interject casually. She was quite afraid that she would be targeted by Rong Xian.
Author: This is my missing reader for years.
Rong Xian: This is the author who I have been missing for many years.
Reader: This is the main character I've been missing for years.
(End of this chapter)