If she wanted to find out information, she should first go to a crowded place. On the day she first entered the capital, she remembered hearing a lot of gossip in restaurants in the city. Maybe someone there knew about her grandfather's whereabouts.
Hey, it's all her fault. After defeating Wu Zhuangyuan on the first day in the capital, she was shopping around looking for delicious food. It would have been nice to ask the waiter in the restaurant if he had seen his grandfather. .
Ye Qiqi was sitting in the shade, thinking about a bunch of random things. Before she could completely figure it out, the door of the royal study room creaked and was pushed open again.
Mo Hanqing's thin and upright figure slowly walked out of the door, then turned towards the person in the door, clasping his hands and saying in a calm voice: "Brother, stay here."
"It's okay, I'll give it to you." A kind voice sounded from the door, and then a middle-aged man in bright yellow clothes walked out of the imperial study room behind Mo Hanqing.
That person should be the current Saint.
Ye Qiqi quickly stood up, lowered his head, and stood respectfully, waiting for Mo Hanqing.
The bright yellow figure led Mo Hanqing to the entrance of the corridor of the Imperial Study Room, and then stopped.
Mo Hanqing turned towards the middle-aged man again, clasping his fists and saying, "Brother, stay here."
"Yes." The low and kind voice sounded next to Ye Qiqi, and the voice was full of concern: "Han Qing, come to the palace to see the Queen Mother when you have time. She misses you very much."
"Yes." Mo Hanqing nodded, smiled slightly at the emperor and said, "Next time you enter the palace, you must pay homage to your mother."
"Okay, you can go back." Seeing that he agreed, the emperor smiled with satisfaction. He turned around and saw the thin figure standing next to Mo Hanqing. He couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "This yes… "
Mo Hanqing followed his gaze and looked at Ye Qiqi, who was standing behind him. The smile on his lips suddenly disappeared. He glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and said respectfully to the emperor: "This is my personal guard."
"Personal guard??" The emperor looked Ye Qiqi up and down.
The young man in front of him looked to be in his teens, with fair skin and a delicate face.
He looks pretty good.
It's just that she is thin and small, and she is short. Although she is wearing the uniform of the guards of the Prince Jing'an Palace, the clothes look a bit too big for her. When the wind blows, it looks like they are hanging on a clothes rack. It can all float.
The emperor looked more and more, his brows furrowed more and more, and he said in a somewhat displeased voice: "Why don't you Prince Jing'an's Mansion have no manpower? You actually found such a skinny young man to be your personal guard. Wouldn't it be a joke to go out? "
As soon as Ye Qiqi heard this, she immediately raised her head and looked straight at the emperor in front of her with a pair of big black and white eyes.
The current emperor is nearly forty years old, but after so many years of pampered life and proper maintenance, he looks like he is in his early thirties. At first glance, his wise and deep eyes are similar to those of Mo Hanqing. Somewhat similar, but there was a hint of kindness and tolerance in his eyes, not as cold as Mo Hanqing's.
Mo Hanqing saw Ye Qiqi staring straight at the emperor, and finally couldn't help but reached out and pushed her arm secretly, coughing lightly.