Immortal Voices

Rong Xian didn't bother what Zhen Zhen was thinking. She walked to Ye Wenchun's side, her mouth turned, and her attitude was the same as she had never seen them before: "I don't know how to call them?"

She just stood there casually, but it was like a lady who came out of the ancient hidden family. Every move, smile, and smile were full of ancient meaning, like a beautiful scroll that was treasured and beautiful.

It has nothing to do with looks, but style.

This made a few people around them subconsciously take their breath away, lest they disturb this particular one.

Of course, Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan did not forget the **** things that Rong Xian had done because of her pretense at the moment.

Ye Wenchun had a face on his face, his voice was not ups and downs: "In the lower Ye Wenchun."

Su Xuan Chao nodded slightly at Rong Xian, and introduced a kind of cold dross voice: "Su Xuan."

The two of them were ministers of more than 10,000 people in the dynasty, and the sword in the hands of the emperor, which the emperor pointed at.

However, they don't want to say a word to Rong Xian now, they always feel that they want to # 犯上 作 乱 # accidentally.

Rong Xian is very tolerant of their attitudes. After all, I want to work together later. I can understand a little temper.

Su Xuan: Thank you so much.

There was a golden mang in Rong Xian's eyes, and he seemed to see the luck in them through their bodies.

When the Golden Mang disappeared, Rong Xian's mouth raised a gentle smile, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but they did not reveal the sound, but accurately said their official position: "Ye Xiang, Commander Su."

"Dare to," Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan said in unison.

Regarding the fact that the imperial prince knew their identity, the two were not surprised. They just sensed that the imperial prince had judged their identities through the lucky golden dragon.

However, they were all a little surprised, and did not expect that the young master in Xiaoqianjie knew how to use luck.

However, they did not know, and may never know, Rong Xian was not just understanding their official positions just now, but was verifying their identities through imagination.

Although Rong Xian had given up killing them before, Rong Xian didn't completely relax until they were identified.

If they do not have the luck of Rong Chao, Rong Xian is absolutely merciless.

Fortunately, they do have the blessing of Rong Chao's luck, and they are indeed the ministers sent by the Emperor Jian.

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled a lot. She whispered, "In the future, everyone will be a minister, so don't be so polite."

Ye Wenchun couldn't say a word of being stunned immediately.

Although everyone is indeed a minister of the same dynasty, but the minister and the minister are also divided into three, six, and nine. Rong Xian is an official who can be called the emperor at any time.

Rong Xian didn't care about their silence either, her gaze was looking towards the west, her eyes flashed with light as if waiting for someone.

But in an instant, two figures fell in front of her.

Rong Xian stretched out his hand, and the snake lying on top of Rong Yu's head rushed to Rong Xian's hand, hissing.

"Xiao Jin, be good, you can't be noisy." Rong Xian nodded softly to his head and groaned.

The snake's body froze immediately, yes, it was the body of the big devil.

Rong Xian ignored the pretending to be a dead snake. She wrapped A Jin around her sword-hung wrist before looking at Rong Yu.

"She's in the fir forest. Go, you'll find her." Rong Xian's words were endless, and no one understood me after changing, but Rong Yu understood the meaning inside.

He saluted solemnly towards Rong Xian and turned towards the fir forest, his pace getting faster and faster.

"What happened to him?" Wu Wenning asked curiously.

Rong Xian looked down slightly, her expression darkened, her tone with a little sadness: "He is going to bury his mother."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy!

Su Xuan frowned slightly, the imperial maiden was too deep and unpredictable.

She rejoiced, the air around him was smelling joy, and everyone was celebrating. She is sad, and everyone's hearts are like a big stone pressed, and the world is sad.

This appeal is terrible.

"Master, Lord has waited a long time, I wonder when you decide to leave?" Ye Wenchun asked suddenly.

The alarm bell in Tong Zhen's head hummed, and he hurriedly shouted, "What young master, what departure? Where are you taking my daughter?"

Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan startled, daughter?

They looked at Rong Xian together, and Rong Xian smiled helplessly, saying, "You don't need to mind, this is Uncle Zhen."

After a pause, she raised an eyebrow and said, "This is an old man I have been missing for 16 years."

Wu Zhen: Although this title of "the deceased person who has been separated for 16 years" is a bit pitted, at any rate, Rongxian has no firm attitude to reject him.

Rong Xian saw that he looked like a man, and his eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, peaceful and tolerant, gentle and confusing.

Rong Xian raised his chin in the direction of Yun Wenning, and smiled and introduced: "That was my friend who only knew me, Yun Wenning, who is also Uncle Zhen's cousin."

Wu Wenning's expression cracked, and he looked at Rong Xian as if he had seen a ghost. Why did this person disappear and change after a while?

Although Rong Xian had some pitfalls when she introduced her, but used to scare her when something happened to her before, she saw Rong Xian talking to her with a good voice and whispered, and Wenwen Ning found that she was so surprised. Not used to it.

What a hell.

Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun heard Rong Xian's introduction stiff, and there was a reflection in their eyes.

If they didn't hear it wrong, the two would be surnames.

Xun Nai is the royal family name of the Daxia dynasty, and the single character is the successor in order. So the father of the royal daughter is likely to be the next emperor of the Daxia? !!

Ye Wenchun lamented in my heart, my Majesty, your heir's background is too deep, and it is likely that people will look after our little dynasty.

No, their blood is now the only one left in front of them, and they must be brought back to inherit the throne anyway.

Rong Xian didn't know that the prime minister in front of him had made up his mind. If he couldn't take her back well, he would tie her back.

She said to Zhen Zhen: "Uncle Zhen, you know, I'm not her."

She meant something: "I've given her to you."

As for the cause and effect that she owes, she will repay it if she has a chance, but her father can never recognize it.

Wu Zhen understood what Rong Xian was saying. The two sentences of Rong Xian were equivalent to clearing all the boundaries with him, and told him frankly that she was not his daughter Fenger, and his daughter had given him It is the stone stele of that side.

Tong Zhen's lips trembled, her fists clenched, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you have always been your father's daughter."

Tong Wenning didn't quite understand what the father and daughter were talking about, but didn't just casually interject. She was afraid she was targeted by Rong Xian.