"What do you know? This is an antique!" Qi Lan glared at her with a disdainful expression: "Just this vase, I can buy a suite within the Fifth Ring Road in my hometown. How could I watch it break like this? That's so sinful!"

Luyang completely gave up the argument with Qi Lan and left straight, for fear of contagious of this guy's stupidity.

As soon as they entered the room, before they could sit down, there were several knocks outside the house. The restaurant owner respectfully said at the door: "The emperor has an order, and the Pavilion Master and Miss Qi Lan entered the palace to talk."

Ziying snorted coldly: "This old guy is really fast."

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, and she walked to Ziying and asked carefully: "Master, do you want to change the ragged clothes you wore in the Lu family again?"

Ziying shook her head and sneered: "There is no need to hide it from him now. Sooner or later, he will find out my ambition. Isn't that old guy loves to play games the most? I'll play with him."

Ziying waved his hand and ordered, "Go and bring my robe."

"Subordinate to obey the order!"

Lu Yang was ordered to retreat. Qi Lan was not idle either. She was taken to a small room in the restaurant by a group of eunuchs and palace maids. She first took a beautiful petal bath and then smoked it with incense for most of the day. Until Qi Lan couldn't help but sneeze several times, and was about to feel that she had turned into a sunflower waving against the sun, they let her go.

After finishing the washing, Qi Lan looked in front of the mirror several times, pinched her head several times, and then she was sure that the person in the mirror was really her.

Qi Lan had to look at ancient makeup skills with admiration. She originally thought that modern girls' magical makeup skills had reached the pinnacle, but compared with the makeup artists of Daqin, they were still a witch. It seems that Chinese civilization has developed for thousands of years, but only this makeup skills are gradually regressing.

Qi Lan slowly pushed open the door. As soon as she opened the door, a unique fragrance rushed towards her. Qi Lan looked closely and her breathing stopped for several seconds at this moment.

Ziying was wearing a white fox fur and robe with gold-leafed patterns. Her fair cheeks looked even whiter against the snow-white fur, and she had a weak beauty. However, her bright and dark eyes were unconcealed with fiery ambitions.

Ziying glanced at Qi Lan indifferently, then turned around and walked towards the carriage at the door. With every move, the royal prince showed the grace and elegance of the royal prince, and showed nobility. If Qi Lan had not seen Zi Ying pretending to be crazy and stupid, it would have been impossible for Qi Lan to confuse the madman with the noble prince in front of her.

Sitting in the carriage, Qi Lan respectfully curled herself in the corner, wishing she turned into a ball so that her sense of presence would completely disappear. Unfortunately, the distance from the restaurant to the palace was not very close, and there were only two of them in the carriage. After a strange silence, Ziying still spoke first.

"That old guy seems to be interested in you?"

Qi Lan nodded: "Oh, it seems to be."

“Why?”

"I have no idea."

"Why did he catch you?"

"I want to know this, too."

"He's interested in you?"

"This is... unlikely."

"Well, I think so."

“…”

The awkward conversation made Qi Lan miss Ziying's crazy look. She even thought that Ziying was a little cute. The atmosphere in the carriage became even more weird. Qi Lan groped in the phone in her hand, thinking about whether to play a song to ease the atmosphere.

Ziying glanced lightly at her eyes and happened to see the cell phone in Qi Lan's hand: "This thing...you can use it?"

Qi Lan nodded: "Well, everyone can do it in my hometown."

Ziying showed a look of surprise, Qi Lan's answer was unexpected, and he suddenly felt a strong curiosity about Qi Lan's hometown: "Then what is inside this thing?"

Qi Lan smiled bitterly. The phone left by Mr. Gu Yue had already been searching through it. Apart from the boy's selfies, there were some popular songs from many years ago. There was nothing left and no value for research.

Thinking of Mr. Gu Yue’s selfie, Qi Lan shivered and replied casually: “A perverted narcissistic big head photo.”

Ziying frowned and tried to digest the sentence in her mind. However, these words were combined together, Ziying could not think of what it meant. Just as she was about to ask, the carriage stopped at this time and the palace arrived.

Ziying's expression froze, the expression on her face became serious, and her body was extremely nervous, and she was trembling slightly. Three years later, he finally stood in front of the palace again and came to the enemy who had a deep hatred of blood with him. Ziying's heart was mixed, and the bloody scenes three years ago kept flashing in his mind.

He finally waited for this day, and he finally didn't have to pretend to be crazy and foolish. He could stand upright in front of that person and compete with him. Ziying clenched his fists tightly and walked on the stone road leading to the imperial city for the first time with his head held high and his chest held high.

The solemn and solemn Gongyu pavilion stands on both sides, and the guards in heavy armor are neatly placed in front, holding spears and bronze swords in their hands. The palace is magnificent and can't see the end at first sight. The tall stone steps reach the sky and reach the palace gate.

Qi Lan climbed the steps for most of the day panting and finally walked to the gate. Before she could stand firm, the unique voices of the eunuchs came from inside: "Young Master Xuan Ziying and Miss Qi entered the hall--"

Ziying took a deep breath and took the lead and walked into the hall. Qi Lan took small steps behind her and followed reluctantly.

In the empty hall, there were no other palace maids and eunuchs serving him, and there was no one around him. Hu Hai sat half lying on the throne that was high above, his legs lazily raised on the table, and there were several memorials under his feet. A eunuch stood beside him, holding a fancy fruit plate in his hand.

"Oh, are you here?" Hu Hai stuffed an orange into his mouth, glanced at them from the corner of his eyes, and nodded casually.

Ziying took a step forward and gave a casual bow. She didn't even bend her spine, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "My nephew greets the emperor."

Qi Lan gave him a blank look. No matter how brave the guy was, he didn't dare to call him "old thing" in front of Hu Hai. Ziying knew in his heart that even if he hated him, he still needed to make some preparations when he wanted to break up and take revenge.

Hu Hai glanced at Ziying, and his eyes shrank unconsciously. He put away his legs crossed on the table, walked down the stone steps, and circled around Ziying several times, looking at him with interest.

"Haha, I'm still like a humble young man. Compared to that crazy beggar, this is more suitable for you."

"Thank you for your praise, Uncle Emperor." Ziying smiled softly, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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