Who said Qiqi doesn’t care about Prince Nan’s safety? If Qiqi doesn’t care, I’m afraid there will be no many people in this world who care about it.

That night, the seven-colored gauze dress was put on her body, and Miaomian's body suddenly lost its trace. As the breeze seeped into the window, it was light and rushing toward no matter where it was.

At the front entrance of the house, even the big thorn walked past the two guards guarding the gate, and they could not notice her at all.

However, not long after she went out, she knew she had been followed.

At this time, she could still be seen, and there were probably no more than two people in the whole yard. Sure enough, I turned around and saw one of the two people she was referring to.

"Your face is still so bad, are you sure you will follow me tonight?" Qiqi was a little helpless. His injuries had not been completely healed. At this time, he went to the palace with him at night, but in fact, it did not help her much.

Chu Xuanchi coughed lightly. When his heart pulse was severely damaged, he later forced his strength to gather his strength and was even more injured. Until this time, the injury had not completely healed.

"Just quietly, have your alertness increased?" He was able to immediately discover his existence after going out. This girl made great progress. What surprised him even more was that if he hadn't watched her put on the seven-color gauze dress with his own eyes and stared at her every step in a calm manner, even he might not have been able to see her clearly.

Although Mu Hongyi's remaining skills in the last days were not as 70% as she usually had, all of these seven success powers were given to Qiqi, which was also a force that could not be ignored.

Qiqi is now no longer the same as before.

"I've seen it now. Can you go back and rest with peace of mind?" Qiqi stared at his pale face and said helplessly: "Don't waste your true energy anymore, your health is really not good."

Not only this injury, but also the damage accumulated over the years. Every time he is using his life to fight for her, and every time he is injured, he will leave indelible traces on him.

Isn’t a white hair enough to explain the damage he suffered? What’s more, the injuries he accumulated are more than just this silver thread?

This man is always so unaware of taking good care of himself that she can't help but worry.

"I really won't have anything to do, so I can go back and rest with peace of mind." She said again.

Chu Xuanchi was still staring at her. Under her slender eyelashes, the row of shadows made people unable to see clearly, but they were so beautiful that they were so beautiful.

"Stop using this face to deceive me, I still have to do serious things." Before losing my soul, Qiqi immediately turned his face away and refused to lose his soul because of him.

I don’t know what’s going on. Although Achu and his senior brother, and even Wuming are not inferior to him, even when he faces them, he will be a fool at most.

But when you look at Chu Xuanchi, your face will always be red, your heart beats faster, and you will easily die of drunkenness in his charming breath. You have known each other for so many years and even gave birth to a daughter for him. Why can't you escape his charm?

Didn’t it mean that no matter how beautiful the things are, they will become dull after watching them for a long time? But why does this man in front of him always feel that they are more beautiful than before whenever he looks at them?

She reached out to cover the location of her heart. Sure enough, her heart was like a deer rushing around, and she was afraid that she would really fall into his hands in her hands forever and would never be able to turn over.

Chu Xuanchi was thinking about other things in his heart, not caring about what she said, and then he said calmly for a moment: "There are four masters guarding Mengjun's yard. You can't move those four people at the moment, so don't try it easily."

Qiqi was shocked and stared at him suddenly: "Have you... sent someone to test it?"

In fact, when it comes to entering the palace, she does have some extravagance in her heart, but she doesn't dare to talk about it in front of others. She doesn't want to see that little bit of thoughts.

Her father was in the palace. How could she not want to see him if she wanted to enter the palace?

But she knew very well that since Meng Shiyue liked Meng Jun so much, how could she not send someone to focus on guarding? I was afraid it was not easy to see him, but she didn't expect that Chu Xuanchi had sent someone to test him.

"There are many people who want to see Mengjun over the years, but they are blocked by the four masters and they either run away or are killed on the spot." Chu Xuanchi's calm eyes fell on her face, but there was an unquestionable majesty in her calmness: "Don't have any wrong thoughts until I get completely better, do you understand?"

Qiqi tilted her lips and said resentfully: "I know, your order is an imperial edict, and you must not resist, right?"

Chu Xuanchi ignored her, looked at her again, then turned around and walked towards the yard gate.

It was not until he entered the yard that Qiqi pursed his lower lip, took a deep breath, and lifted his feet towards the direction of the palace.

Hongqing has not come back yet, and I don’t know where the person is at this time, but I am afraid he has returned to Meng Shiyue. When others are not here, there is no need to worry about him when doing things.

As for her senior brother, if she used forced methods, how could the King of Zhenbei imprison him? I'm afraid that the senior brother would have other intentions to join the King of Zhenbei into the palace.

But no matter what he was looking for, at this moment, she must see with her own eyes whether he is safe or not.

In the magnificent palace in the center of the imperial city, there is an independent courtyard in the northeast corner. Although it is not luxurious, its solemnity and nobleness are not inferior to any courtyard in the palace, and even more than most courtyards.

This is the place where King Zhenbei. This prince, who is only thirty-three years old, has made many contributions to the Queen of the Dream Clan, is said to be a decent and upright person, and is also loyal to Meng Shiyue.

Qiqi didn't know whether the information he heard was true or false. Anyone who was Meng Shiyue was more or less reduced in her heart. Before she met, her impression was greatly reduced. After all, Meng Shiyue was her enemy.

As for the current King Meng Xiaoyue of Zhenbei, she was standing under the shade of a tree by the lake, wearing military uniforms that had not yet been changed, making her slender figure more energetic.

The black hair was meticulously tied behind the head, and the armor was taken off, but the tough aura was not reduced.

She stood under the shade of the tree, letting the shadow completely cover her body, and a sharp and soft gaze hit the pavilion in the center of the lake, above the plain white figure.

When this man first met, he threw a huge rock into her heart lake where she had been calm for many years.

Although he was much younger than himself, she couldn't help but feel moved when she looked at this man who was several years younger than him, and was completely confused by his quiet and elegant aura.

Especially his piano sound that was better than fairy music was something she had never heard of in so many years.

The music played from his slender fingers is simply a sound of nature. It is a hundred times better than the music played by the top zither in the palace. The sound of the piano that is better than the fairy music is played from his hands. It always lingers in the lingering sound for days.

Until now, even though his playing had already stopped, the touching music sound seemed to be faintly heard in her ears, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

Chu Jiangnan had stopped playing for a while, and just sat quietly under the pavilion, looking at the calm lake. The phosphorescence reflected from the moonlight also reflected a strange light on his heart lake.

Calculate the day, that girl should be here today, and she is resting in the courtyard for a good time?

Knowing that he entered the palace, would she feel anxious, and even plan to take the risk to come in to see if he is safe?

The slender jade fingers were asked to pluck the strings again, but the pleasant sound of the piano sound rang again, but the sound of the piano was obviously a little concerned. I wonder who I was telling about my longing for?

"Master." Gui Su, who was standing behind him, looked at his white and clean long fingers, and couldn't help but remind him: "Master, you have been sitting here for a long time. It's getting late, so why not go back and rest."

Since the master has lost his interest in playing the piano, it is time to go to bed and rest at this moment.

Although he didn't know why his master was willing to visit the King of Zhenbei, since he came, he had to take care of his daily life and diet.

Chu Jiangnan ignored it, and his long finger was still passing by the strings. After a while, he suddenly said: "Ghost Su, after King Zhenbei left, you can do something for me."

Gui Su immediately leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Prince, is it the Seventh Princess' business?"

Qiqi has not been the Seventh Princess for so long, but Gui Su still finds it difficult to change the name he calls her.

Thinking of the carefree aura in her eyes when she came to the Nanwang Mansion in the name of the Seventh Princess, Chu Jiangnan couldn't help but hold up the corners of her lips, and Yang Kai had an incapable smile on her lips.

But after a moment, the smile at the corner of his lips suddenly disappeared, and in a blink of an eye it was indifferent.

He nodded and said calmly: "Let her not worry about it, nor do she do impulsive things."

"I understand." Gui Su retreated back to his original place. Since King Zhenbei has not left yet, he can only talk about this later.

The breeze on the lake surface blew, lifting a black hair on the south of Chu Jiangnan, and the clothes floated, swaying with the black hair in the wind, and the shadow reflected in the lake was indescribable.

The master is so handsome that he is extremely handsome, even the quiet aura is not as good as King Xuan, but why is the Seventh Princess always the only one in her heart?

Gui Su couldn't figure it out. He could see clearly the master's intentions for the Seventh Princess. Why did the Seventh Princess treat him as his elder brother from beginning to end? Isn't the master good enough?

But how could his master not be good enough? His goodness is unparalleled, but the Seventh Princess can't see it in her eyes.

Suddenly, his cold air suddenly overflowed, and his breath of defense immediately expanded.

Without looking back, you will know that the King of Zhenbei has stepped onto the corridor on the lake and is walking towards this place.

Chu Jiangnan didn't care, I don't know if he didn't notice it or wasn't willing to bother to notice it.

His eyes were still on the lake, as light as lotus in the water, orchid in the valley, as plain white as it was clean without any dust.

Meng Xiaoyue stopped and stared at his back.
Chapter completed!