The village owner saw her imposing manner and clothing only as a certain wealthy daughter of the palace, but hearing her blurt out claiming to be a princess, the village owner was very frightened and quickly bowed his head to welcome her.
The princess smiled and went straight into the drug store. The owner quickly got up and followed, and asked humbly, "I don't know who the princess is looking for when she comes to the hotel? The grassroots must do her best to help."
The princess just smiled. She smiled like a hibiscus flower, which made people feel pleasing to the eye. Without raising her head, she just said loudly: "Since the White Demon Chengfeng has come to Pingdu, how can she stay here? In such a place, this princess welcomes you into the court personally. In this way, it can be regarded as my courtesy on behalf of the king. Why don't the Lord come out to meet?"
Chengfeng, who was standing in the corridor, was also quite puzzled when he heard this beautiful woman calling his name, but he had expected this woman to come at him. He walked down and greeted the woman. And Jie Lan and Qi Xue quickly followed, after all, they were afraid that Cheng Feng would face this woman of unknown origin alone.
When the woman who claimed to be a princess saw Chengfeng slowly approaching her, she looked at him with a casual and elegant appearance, and saw the man with pure white hair in front of him, looking at his handsome face, cold and arrogant. The woman smiled lightly in her eyes, and said: "Before this princess came, she listened to the people in the royal court. The White Demon Chengfeng is a man who makes a woman obsessed with a glance. Unexpectedly, a hundred years have passed. The white devil is still There is no slight change, and indeed, like the rumors, he is a man who makes people bewildered."
Hearing her words, Chengfeng still felt nothing, but Jie Lan and Qi Xue were very surprised, because as a woman, it was the first time that she praised a man so bluntly in front of so many people. When encountered, let alone the other party calling himself a princess, his identity is naturally different, and his words should be more cautious.
Chengfeng only replied indifferently: "A hundred years ago, I was in the royal city and almost lost my life. This time I returned to the royal city. I don't know if it is the same as a hundred years ago. I really want the princess to answer this question.”
The princess smiled and said, "Chengfeng is the honor of the saint, and Wang Ting is your own place. Since it is your own place, why not ask yourself the answer? Let this princess answer, wouldn’t it be unreasonable? It makes sense." Although her words sounded very soft and greasy, she still had a strong tone in her tone. There was a strong sense of oppression in that vigor, which made Chengfeng feel the other's vigor and arrogance, and she paused. After a while, he continued: "Although I, as the Lord, you already know very well, but this princess thinks that the Lord must not know this princess very well. I am Princess Nan Rong, and the Lord can call me Nan Rong directly. ."
Princess Nan Rong, the beloved daughter of the current king’s elder brother, has a high prestige in the royal court and is also favored by many courtiers. Although she seems to be only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, her speech and demeanor seem to be life-like. At the same time, people have to bow to her tolerance.
"I wonder if Princess Nan Rong is looking for me today?" Cheng Feng didn't want to entangle her, and directly asked the other party's intentions.