Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

this……

Xiang Xing was stunned for a moment.

I can't tell her that she was seen in the plot, tell my sister...

Fortunately, as if knowing that she couldn't answer, a chuckle suddenly came from outside the screen: "The famous doctor Li Xian disappeared for no reason in the imperial capital. This king has heard about it for a long time, and has been following up the investigation."

"The county master is still relieved. Judging from the current investigation results, the famous doctor Li is indeed still alive, and this king will track down his whereabouts as soon as possible."

"This this……"

When Xiang Qing heard the words, she couldn't help but be at a loss for several times.

Then, with a smile on his face, he turned around and knelt down toward the tall silhouette behind the screen, bowing his head and thanking him, "Thank you, my lord, for your help!"

"It's almost a family, the princess doesn't need to be more polite."

Yu Wenyin laughed a few times and turned around, "It's getting late, take her back."

After saying that, he led the breeze and bright moon and left on his own.

Xiang Qing swayed for a while, then turned sharply to Xiang Xing, who was still in a sluggish state.

She couldn't help holding her slender arms, with a complicated expression on her face, she said uncertainly, "By the way, Xing'er, did the lord do something to you? Why did Dad suddenly decide to let you marry Yin? Did you go to the palace?"

Even if it is her, even if she already knows that her father and King Yin are already in a cooperative relationship, she can still feel the danger emanating from this man.

Not to mention that Yin Wangfu, that is the famous tiger's den and wolf's nest in the imperial capital!

Daddy loves his sister so much, how could he agree to send her in!

"Well...he didn't do anything to me."

Xiang Xing shook his head, his eyes suddenly fell into some kind of frenzy, and smiled, "Xing'er wanted to go, the dishes made by the cooks of Uncle and Sister Huang are really delicious..."

Today's Kyoto roast duck and the lotus leaf chicken at night are enough for her to go through fire and water, go up the mountain and down to Haiti to chase after her...

"..."

Looking at the obsessed little sister, Xiang Qing wanted to cry without tears.

God, feelings are hooked up by food!

Her silly sister!

...

After the turmoil of losing his head, the Xiang family returned to its former tranquility.

Since he promised Yu Wenyin that he would marry him, Xiang Xing can receive gourmet snacks from Wang Ye's mansion every day.

Shrimp dumplings today, pineapple cakes tomorrow, crispy fried tenderloin the day after tomorrow, small honey twists in the day after tomorrow...

It is a pleasure to eat Xiangxing.

As for Yu Wenyin, although she was going to marry her into the palace, there was no concrete move.

After all, the Xiang family is such a fragrant pastry, in addition to Yu Wenhong, other relatives and clans will naturally not let go.

Even this silly little princess is no exception.

Therefore, as you can guess with the kneecap, it is impossible for Yu Wenyin to propose marriage immediately.

As for when he...

Xiang Xing felt unimportant.

Anyway, she has now eaten the delicious food of Yin Wangfu, just like Yuwen Yin.

...

However, the ancient life of eating, drinking and drinking was indeed much more boring than she imagined.

Finally one day, Xiang Xing got tired of it.

She decided to find a corner in the house where no one was around, and secretly practice the grappling skills that she hadn't practiced for a long time.

In this world of martial arts, it might come in handy someday.

So, when the breeze came to deliver some snacks, Xiang Xing took out a small kitchen knife stolen from the dining room and put it on his unlucky neck.

"Brother Qingfeng, can you get a martial arts uniform for Xing'er?"

Well said plus is coming!

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