Xiang Zhuyuan's expression was cold, and everyone was indifferent.

Xiang Zhang looked at his son who was not letting go and was a little panicked. He couldn't tell whether he was unhappy or dissatisfied. He still had another opinion: "It's time..."

Xiang Zhuyuan stood up: "I made an appointment with my colleagues tonight. The time is almost over, so let's take a step first.

Xiang Zhang wanted to say something, but then he changed his words: "Go..."

Xiang Zhuyuan walked through the corridors and the rockery courtyard. The depression in his heart almost made him angry. He knew even more that Xiang Xinci was satisfied with what Mingxiluo did after knowing this incident, so he gave Mingxiluo a chance to show his position!

Xiang Zhuyuan's hand was clenched unconsciously, and then sneered, would she not need him in the future? After all, there were people who could shed her wind before blocking her.

"The prince..." He wanted to speak out but stopped.

Xiang Zhuyuan stopped, and further forward was the mountains and lakes, just a simple and medium view of the window without a name.

The prince kept his head down from his good deeds and started from the morning court.

"Go to Zhongguo Mansion!"

Good deeds hurriedly followed: "Yes."

...

There is a wall in the back alley of Zhongguo Mansion that frames the entire back street, blocking the outside world's peeping at the back door of Zhongguo Mansion. The law stipulates that those who trespass must be killed without any regard.

At this moment, Xiang Zhuyuan stood outside the back door of Zhongguo Mansion, and the guards seemed to be motionless.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at the two copper lion rings on the thick wooden door, but did not move for a long time. It had been more than a month since the last time they had parted. This was the longest time they had quarreled, and she did not take a step forward.

Isn't it necessary? Didn't she have any such thoughts in her mind? Times have changed, things have changed, and people have changed, and they are no longer what they were like before.

Xiang Zhuyuan knew that there was nothing to measure between the two, but wasn’t someone who shook his original intention and no longer held the rope in his hand?

Now Mingxiluo has not hesitated to suppress this matter. In the near future, they will even have a family. Although it is contrary to common sense, there is no human relationship...

Shanxing looked at the master, and saw that his master remained motionless for a long time, the entire Zhongguo Mansion seemed to be about to swallow up the glitzy vision around him. The emperor was so despair that he would not give up Miss Seven easily; Miss Seven did not compromise with the prince last time. The prince stood here now, which was equivalent to the prince... taking a step back.

If you take your good deeds back and don’t retreat, what can the prince do? In the prince’s heart, at least one of them is one of them.

"Go knock on the door."

Shanxing was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

...

The pavilions, towers, the sound of water, countless carved beams and painted buildings, endless viewing of the sky, every grass and tree are as exquisite and rich as the owners here, and every piece of bluestone they step on is chosen. The people on duty here appear and disappear in an orderly manner, silent, but not depressing and boring manner.

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't like this mansion with exquisite jade carvings, it came from another person's gift.

The moment I stepped onto the water corridor, the sound of silk and bamboo came into my ears through the sound of water. The song was gentle and whispered by Nini, and the gauze on both sides of the water corridor fluttered and the fragrance of lotus swayed, like a fairyland.

The end of the water corridor suddenly opened up, the coffee table, the desk, the soft collapse, the study room, the precious ornaments were placed casually, butterflies flew in from the gauze curtain and landed on it, and the sound of opera came from the other end of the water bank.

Xiang Zhuyuan stopped.

Xiang Xinci leaned on the couch and beat the rhythm with her fingers to the tune, without looking back.

Seeing this, Aunt Qin quietly ordered people to put down all the gauze curtains and retreat with them.

Good deeds also stood on the water corridor.

Xiang Zhuyuan stood in the pavilion and looked at her back. The young man's spirit was subsided and the mountains and rivers were long. It was not until she appeared in her vision that she breathed a sigh of relief and entered a real fairyland.

Xiang Zhuyuan sighed heavily and dragged his more confused footsteps forward step by step. He could confront her and wait for her to speak.

But it took too long, and he was impatient and couldn't bear to feel wronged. He was just confused and hadn't thought deeply about what he was thinking today: "If I don't look for you, you won't plan to see me."

Xiang Xinci stopped chugging his fingers, or when he came in, the sounds around him went away, his tone was light and unrespectful: "Why, I'm not afraid that you will see me."

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her, her long hair was scattered casually, and layers of pleated skirts fell to the ground without cherishing it. It seemed that there had not changed much in recent years, and she could only reach the height of his shoulders. However, time changed, she had married and had children, and she could walk more steadily by herself.

It’s just that he speaks to the heart, ‘How could she be annoying?’ but he just says it, so what if he speaks without restraint.

Xiang Zhuyuan just felt that the person was not suitable, but still felt that it was not suitable: "He is not the best choice."

Xiang Xinci was arrogant and said, "He still has to choose?"

No? Xiang Zhuyuan did not deny the confidence in her tone. Why do you believe so firmly? What makes you so unscrupulous to the emperor, a child? Not so.

What was that? Xiang Zhuyuan was trembling. He wanted to ask, wondering why she was so indifferent tone.

But he had no courage, nor had any position. Xiang Zhuyuan took two steps forward in a daze, stood behind her, and the familiar fragrance lingered in his nose, so he gave you peace of mind and made you trust him as much as you trust me and would not betray you.

Xiang Zhuyuan had a lot to say, but he simply found that he thought about the person in front of him.

Xiang Zhuyuan unconsciously stretched out his hand, slowly and heavily landed on her shoulders, as if he had touched the precious and ancient cultural relics. With a little force, the smoke and clouds would disappear and he would not be able to see the light in the end.

Xiang Xinci noticed his strangeness.

Xiang Zhuyuan held her down and refused to let her look back.

"Brother." Xiang Xinci stopped all the little thoughts that wanted to compete with Xiang Zhuyuan, and sat quietly and worriedly on the couch. She didn't get angry with Xiang Zhuyuan. She was just getting angry with him. After all, he ignored her for a long time.

"You know what I'm worried about."

Xiang Xinci: Do you know?

"If it were someone else, if I didn't agree, would you still persist?"

Xiang Xinci wanted to turn around, but was stopped: "...Brother, it's different..." Xiang Xinci was a little anxious.

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't want to see her expression, for fear of seeing more: "No need to say."

Xiang Xinci didn’t know what to say, but it was different.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at An Jingci, and some of the things around her were so compatible with her, which were all given to her by others.

What's important is that following herself is even more shameful than Sanshan and the Emperor's affairs. Xiang Zhuyuan held her shoulder hard, but was reluctant to let go, and had to admit that she didn't need him anymore.

Xiang Zhuyuan slowly withdrew his hand back: "...you have grown up..."
Chapter completed!