Gu Xijiu's heart skipped a beat! She suddenly remembered the dream she had on the carriage. It seemed that she had also dreamed about seeing Rong Che taming Feng Zhao and saying that he was going to deliver it to her...
Unexpectedly, this dream actually came true.
For some reason, at this moment, the scene of meeting Di Fuyi at the hot spring lake came to mind, and his heartbeat slowed down for a moment.
Isn't that also true? !
As soon as this idea came to her mind, she slapped it back!
That was obviously a dream—
Rong Che sending wind and summoning beasts just happened to be similar to that dream.
She was distracted for a moment when Feng Zhao ran over and rubbed his head against the hem of her clothes affectionately.
Gu Xijiu patted its head and exchanged a few words with Rong Che: "I have to go to the Eighth Prince to travel thousands of miles to deliver it, hard work, hard work." She handed over a yellow lamb leg and said with a smile: "Here, Get a taste of my craft.”
Rong Che took the yellow lamb leg and sat next to her: "Xijiu, you never have to be polite to me."
He took another bite of the yellow lamb leg and said, "I am originally a lazy person with nothing to do, so coming to send you Fengzhao is just what I want. I just happened to come to this gathering hall to have a look. I can also eat Xijiu and bake it with your own hands. I’ve already made a lot of money from the game.”
He took out a gourd of wine from his pocket and said, "We meet old friends, would you like a drink?"
"Yes!" Gu Xijiu also took out three cups and looked at Qian Lingyu next to her: "Do you want it?"
Qian Lingyu, who had been left alone just now, was a little unhappy. Her arrogant temper grew and she said with a smile on her neck: "Tianjutang does not allow students to drink alcohol, don't you know?" He glanced sideways at Rong Che again and said in a very serious tone. Unfriendly: "We are not allowed to visit relatives! How did you get in?"
Rong Che chuckled: "I'm not visiting relatives, I just gave Xijiu a mount. As for how I got in, you saw it. I came in through the front door."
"You mean how could the gatekeeper allow you to enter?!" Qian Lingyu didn't buy it.
"Perhaps you feel that I traveled thousands of miles to deliver the mount to you because of your affection?" Rong Che smiled lightly.
Qian Lingyu: "..."
Rong Che looked him up and down: "Xijiu, who is this?"
"A fellow practitioner I just met...well, maybe he doesn't think I am his fellow practitioner..."
Qian Lingyu's face turned red and he said fiercely: "Since you have entered Tianju Hall, you are naturally my fellow practitioner!" He glanced at Rong Che again and said, "My name is Qian Lingyu, what is your name?"
Rong Che raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Ten years ago, the Qian family discovered an extraordinary genius. At a young age, the patriarch of the Qian Yue Ran family was designated as the future head of the Qian family. The Jiuxing Sect has been training him for two years, is that young prodigy your little brother?"
Qian Lingyu choked and snorted: "So you also know my name. I've been blabbering for a long time, who are you?"
Rong Che waved his fan: "Rong Che."
"Rong Che, the eighth prince of Feixing Kingdom? One of the four princes in the capital?"
Rong Che smiled: "Of course."
"Humph, it's better to be famous than to meet!" Qian Lingyu was like a hedgehog, pricking whoever he caught.
Rong Che's smile did not change: "My little brother, you are more famous than meeting me."
This sentence seemed like a compliment, Qian Lingyu raised her chin slightly: "Uh, what should I say?" Waiting for him to praise him a few more times.
Rong Che smiled: "Only when Xiao Wang met my little brother did he realize that you are different from the rumors."
Gu Xijiu secretly shook her head. Rong Che was actually fighting back. This sentence meant that Qian Lingyu's name did not live up to her reality...
(End of chapter)