"Are you the prince of the Yanqi Kingdom?" The person who asked the question was unkind and looked at Inger up and down while asking.

That gaze seemed to be looking at a piece of cargo.

Someone next to him laughed out loud, "It sounds like he's a prince, but if it sounds bad, isn't he just a hostage?"

Someone immediately agreed and said: "That is, the proton of a small country has a lot of airs. I wonder if he is the next king of their country. If he is favored in their country, he will not come to Daning to be a proton."

Already."

Inger's eyebrows were as strong as eagle's wings, and his eyes were as bright as torches. He listened to the ridicule of these people with a normal expression on his face.

He had heard these words so many times that he was able to calm down.

The only son of a tall family in Banzai was particularly unhappy when he saw Inger's unruly appearance.

"Hey, you, I heard that your country, Yanqi, is particularly good at singing and dancing. Can you do it? Give us a performance."

Inger clenched his fists, glanced at Gao Xiang, and prepared to leave.

Forget it, you can't be like an idiot.

Gao Xiang looked at Ying Geer's eyes and unexpectedly understood his psychological activities, and immediately exploded, "Stop! Do I let you go?"

Hearing this, other people surrounded Ying Geer one after another.

…

the other side.

The haircut ceremony is about to begin.

The Yang family was very powerful and had high expectations for Yang Rong, so the person who invited the compliments and the guest of honor were the ladies of the family, and their husbands and wives were harmonious and had children.

Ning Yunxi watched the admirer combing Yang Rong's hair, saying auspicious words while combing it.

Ning Yunxi's eyes widened and she watched intently as everyone gathered around Yang Rong to work.

There was a noble lady wearing a warm yellow dress next to her, looking at the praisers beside Yang Rong, and said in a sour tone, "This Duke Yang is indeed very proud. He actually invited the wife of Zhenguo Gong's family to be a praiser for Yang Rong.

I got my haircut some time ago, and all the people invited to my home were members of my family."

Another said: "Who in the capital doesn't know that the Yang family wants Yang Rong to be the crown prince, and they also say that the prince saved Yang Rong, and the two of them even rode a carriage together in the countryside. They have a good relationship. The Duke of this town has

She is from the royal family, maybe the prince invited her to save face for her."

The girl in the yellow dress said in a weird voice, "I don't know what tricks this Yang Rong used to hook up with the prince. Then what kind of talent show is this noble girl from Daning participating in? Aren't we just doing it for Yang Rong?"

match?!"

Ning Yunxi was originally looking at Ji Jili with great interest, but when she heard the words of the noble girl next to her, she instantly lost her mood.

She walked to the other party and asked: "Why do you think everyone in Beijing knows that Yang Rong is going to be the crown princess?"

The two noble ladies bowed cautiously, "Princess Baoning, we...we are talking nonsense."

Ning Yunxi said unhappily: "Speak quickly! If you don't tell me, I will go back and tell my mother what you are talking about here!"

The two ladies trembled and told Ning Yunxi what they knew.

Ning Yunxi had a cold expression on her face, "That's unreasonable! I obviously saved this person, but I don't know who spread the news. Now all the credit has been taken away by my eldest brother! I want to go back and settle the score with my eldest brother!"

Ning Yunxi knew that if she said it was Brother Xuan who rescued Yang Rong, the news would spread regardless of whether the two of them traveled together in the countryside, so she said this deliberately.

The two noble ladies were a little surprised, "Ah? Wasn't it saved by the prince?"
Chapter completed!