After hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The laughter spread, and the two people who had finished their meal in the courtyard walked out together. Feng Jiu, who was following Xuanyuan Moze, saw Yang Yong and smiled as she called out, "Butler."
Xuanyuan Moze, who was standing by, saw this and thought of how she had praised Yang Yong a few days ago for being not only good-looking but also having a gentle personality like a noble gentleman. When he saw her smiling as soon as she saw Yang Yong again, he couldn't help but frown and stared at Yang Yong with a bad look.
"Why are you here? Is there nothing to do in the outer courtyard?"
Hearing his master's angry words, Yang Yong smiled: "Master, I came to tell you that the people from the Chishui Dynasty have entered the palace. I'm sure the king will send someone to summon you later."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze frowned and said, "They are just a prince and a young master of the Chishui Dynasty. Do I need to go and greet them in person? You and Gray Wolf can just go to the palace to pick them up."
Seeing this, Yang Yong smiled and nodded: "Yes." He looked at the gray wolf and gestured, and the two left together.
"Is it okay to let the two of them go?" Feng Jiu asked. After all, they are the prince and princess of a country.
"You don't know this. Although the eight empires are separate, the strongest is our Xuanyuan Dynasty. Moreover, my prestige among the eight empires is incomparable to that of the princes of other countries. It is a great honor to let them live in my mansion."
After hearing Xuanyuan Moze's words, Fengjiu was slightly surprised, but also relieved. Yes, he was just traveling in a low-key manner, and it seemed that she had never seen him appear in a big way.
However, she never doubted his strength. Even though she had once saved him from being hunted in the Jiufu Forest, it was only because of the outbreak of the cold poison in his body.
This time, it seems that his physical condition has recovered quickly, the cold poison has been cured, and his strength is no longer suppressed. He should have few rivals.
"Yingyi, go and have someone prepare something and let them move into the North Courtyard." Xuanyuan Moze ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes." Ying Yi responded and walked away.
"Should I do something?" she asked.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze turned his head slightly and looked at her beside him. The corners of his beautiful lips curled up, revealing a gentle smile: "You just need to stay by my side."
In the palace
When the king looked at Yang Yong and Gray Wolf sent by Xuanyuan Moze, his face darkened: "He asked you two to welcome the princess of the prince of the Chishui Dynasty?"
"My Lord, my master said that our Xuanyuan Dynasty is still a great country, at the top of all nations. A mere prince and a princess really shouldn't be received by the Lord in person. Therefore, he ordered the two of us to take them to the palace after they have paid their respects to the Lord, and we will entertain them."
Hearing this, the king's gloomy expression eased a little, and he glanced at Yang Yong: "Are you the second son of the Yang family?"
"That's right." He responded respectfully, his voice neither arrogant nor humble.
"Well, go down! You go and wait outside the East Hall gate." He waved his hand, signaling the two to leave.
"Yes." Yang Yong responded, and then walked out with the gray wolf.