Xuan Jiu didn't have any baggage, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back and prepare for departure early tomorrow morning."
Shu Nuan also agreed, and after Xuan Jiu left, she hurriedly went to Li Yuan to mention the matter. Li Yuan listened and kindly reminded her: "Princess, although you said that this person is your friend, Si Si It was because of this person that there was a rift between you and Prince Sheng years ago. Besides, he is a general of the Southern Dynasty, so the princess should avoid this rift."
In the past, Shu Nuan probably wouldn't have listened to the advice, but now she thought about it carefully and realized that she was Sheng Qianmo's princess now, and she could no longer just care about her own feelings in anything she did before. .
The next day, when Xuan Jiu came to see her, Shu Nuan directly asked him to go back to Beichuan first and ask Linwu for help in finding someone. Linwu had been working as a escort for these years and was very knowledgeable and met many more people than she did. , maybe there can be some clues in Linwu.
But after Xuan Jiu left, Shu Nuan still felt uneasy. She always felt that things were not as simple as she thought, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
The more this happens, the more I miss Uncle Sheng and wish he could return in triumph immediately.
On this day, the elementary school was over.
Wen Jian came out of the courtyard where he had class and saw two little kids who didn't know the heights of the world following Qingzhi. Of course, in Wen Jian's own opinion, although he was also a child, he would call anyone shorter than him For the little brat.
The two little kids chattered endlessly behind Qingzhi.
"Qingzhi, can you teach me how to write? I'll ask my father to give you a lot of money!"
"Qingzhi, don't listen to him. My family has a lot of rare treasures. I asked my mother to get some for you. You play with me for a day, okay!"
The cool little Qingzhi walked forward expressionlessly while holding her book bag, without even looking back, let alone paying attention to the two little followers behind her.
But what she didn't know was that even though she acted cool, because of her cute and beautiful appearance, she attracted the attention of many children in the elementary school today.
Therefore, even if the little guy is cool and cold, there are still children who want to get close to Qingzhi.
Just like these two little brats in Wen Jian's eyes.
Wen Jian wrinkled her little eyebrows, walked over and stopped in front of the two little brats without saying a word, and said seriously: "You are not allowed to follow Qingzhi anymore."
The little kid glanced at him sideways: "Where did you come from?"
The little kid's nostrils were turned upward, and he said arrogantly: "If you dare to speak to me in this tone, please tell me your name. Whose child are you?"
"No matter where I come from or whose child I am, you are not allowed to follow Qingzhi." Wen Jian still looked at them calmly and said.
"Hmph." The little kid wiped his nose, "You can't even give me a name. Are you afraid that your father doesn't even have children?"
After all, Wen Jian was a child, and these words hit his sore spot. Wen Jian's eyes suddenly turned red, and she stared at the little kid with a look of sulk. Just as she was about to say something, a familiar and gentle voice suddenly came from behind her. The voice said: "Xiao Jian, come to daddy."
Wen Jian's back stiffened slightly. She knew who the person behind her was speaking, but she stubbornly refused to turn around, let alone respond.
But the two little brats were each more arrogant than the other. When one saw the father behind Wen Jian, he laughed and said, "So your father is in a wheelchair, and your father has a broken leg!"