"When I say to the lady, my name is Honglian. I am the maid who serves the prince's wash in the palace of the Prince of Wei. I have been with the Prince of Wei for a long time. The lady's longing for the prince really makes me feel sad. The lady's family background, appearance, talent, and talent are the best. In my eyes, the lady and the prince are perfect matches made by heaven. I really don't want to see the prince admiring others, so I dare to explain the situation to the lady."

Honglian said to Song Xuehan in a pleasing manner.

Song Xuehan is not a fool either. Naturally, he could see the girl’s intentions, but he thought it was very interesting.

Song Xuehan just smiled and said, "You girl, aren't you afraid that your prince will find out. Can you punish you severely?"

Although Song Xuehan was smiling at this moment, the things hidden in the Danyan eyes were chilling.

Honglian couldn't see clearly what it meant, but she vaguely felt that this Miss Song's family was not as easy to get along with as rumored.

And it even looks a bit scary.

Honglian hesitated for a long time before Song Xuehan laughed and said, "Okay, okay, go back quickly, your prince should be suspicious tonight. I remember everything you said in my heart, and Song Xuehan will never forget what you said today."

When Honglian heard Song Xuehan say this, her joyful look on her face, "Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss, I will take my leave first."

Honglian ran back to the Wei Palace, but fortunately she didn't find her, otherwise she would have sent news and the prince would have beaten her to death.

Song Xuehan thought about it carefully. Ye Muyao didn't like women and even had a good relationship with women. Not to mention whether they really had an affair, Ye Muyao is a famously cold young man in the imperial city. How could there be a woman around him?

No, I have to find an opportunity to go to the Wei Palace to meet Yan Xun'er. Song Xuehan thought to himself.

Yan Xun'er and Ye Muyao in the Wei Palace on the other side were not thinking about this. What they were thinking about was how to go to the underworld.

Yan Xun'er has consulted countless classics and materials in the past few days, looking in detail at each introduction about the underworld and how to get to the underworld.

"Muyao, look here!" Yan Xun'er accidentally read a book called "Strange Magazine", which has a page of introduction to the underworld.

"The underworld, Shura Hell, outside is surrounded by red lotus karma fire, and most people are not allowed to enter.

Every year at midnight of the winter solstice, the passage of hell is open to the outside world, and strange people can enter, and all the body and mortals are eaten, and they turn into flying smoke and cannot be reborn."

"Can we enter the underworld at midnight on the winter solstice?" Ye Muyao said in surprise, as if he had seen hope.

Yan Xun'er nodded, "This is what the ancient books say, it should be OK. We might as well give it a try. But he said that those with physical mortals will be destroyed..."

Yan Xun'er frowned. She was not a physical body, but Ye Muyao was. He was just an ordinary person. If he didn't have special spiritual power to defend himself, he would definitely be wiped out.

Ye Muyao thought for a while and said, "It's November now, and there are still more than a month before the winter solstice. We might as well find a way. No matter what, I want to give it a try, even if it's gone to ashes."

Seeing Ye Muyao so resolutely and firmly, Yan Xun'er sighed and helped him find a solution.

If there were no other problems, they should have waited until the winter solstice and then went to the underworld. But luckily, Song Xuehan came to him.

Yan Xun'er and Ye Muyao looked at the luxurious and dazzling Song Xuehan in the hall, looking at the luxurious and dazzling Song Xuehan, not knowing what to say.

Yan Xun'er is also a guest of the Wei Palace, so she naturally couldn't say much. Ye Muyao asked her to sit down and sit down before talking about something else.

In Song Xuehan's words, the festival is about to be celebrated. Her grandfather is sick at home, so she asked Song Xuehan to come to the Wei Palace to visit Ye Muyao.

Ye Muyao wondered, he had never had any contact with the Prime Minister's Mansion, and had very little contact. Why did Song Hui suddenly want to visit him?

Ye Muyao said gently: "Miss Song is so polite. But I have never liked political affairs and just sent love to mountains and rivers. I am afraid there are many places that have helped Prime Minister Song."

Song Xuehan was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled. There were so many glorious eyes and eyebrows.

"The prince misunderstood. Xuehan came to visit this time, not because his grandfather had any requests. He just simply contacted the relationship between the Song Mansion and the Wei Mansion, so the Wei King can rest assured."

Yan Xun'er was not in the mood to participate in the word game between them because she read the ancient books too late last night and was dozing off at this time. She was holding her chin and squinting her eyes on the table.

Song Xuehan is also a beauty. She is one of the best in the imperial city. Because of her tenacity and awesomeness in her bones, everyone thinks that she is a white lotus that is independent of the world and dare not let people touch it easily.

While she was politely accusing Ye Muyao, she secretly looked at Yan Xun'er.

Yan Xun'er was dozing off at this moment, with her long hair casually scattered behind her, her face delicately, and her long eyelashes flashed, which was really adorable.

No wonder Ye Muyao was so special to her, there was such a beautiful woman in this world.

However, Ye Muyao did not seem to show obvious love for her, and she was more like a friend's thoughts, and there was no such thing as a presumptuous act.

Song Xuehan was here to inquire about the situation. Since there was nothing between them, although Ye Muyao was not close to women, it did not mean that he could not have such a friend.

Song Xuehan felt a little more at ease. No, so she would not have had too many dreams. She had to marry Ye Muyao earlier, otherwise she would not be safe for a day.

But according to Ye Muyao's nature, if you want to become a princess, there is only one way, that is, to ask the emperor to give him a marriage. Even if he is reluctant, he cannot refuse the emperor's giving him a marriage.

"It's getting late, Xuehan will go back first." Song Xuehan politely bowed, and left satisfied when he found that things were not what he thought.

Ye Muyao muttered, "What's wrong today? I have never had friendship with the Prime Minister's Mansion. Why did the Song family come to visit me? It's really strange. Could it be that they need some help from me? But I have neither connections nor military power. It's really strange.

Ye Muyao shook his head, looking puzzled. Yan Xun'er on the other end not only laughed when she heard Ye Muyao's mutter.

"You, you are such a fool. You are still a noble young man in the imperial city. Why don't you even understand the little things about your daughter's house?

Do you really think that Miss Song was asked by her grandfather? It's just an excuse. You really can't tell at all. She likes you." Ye Muyao sighed when he heard Yan Xun'er say this, "Don't like me, it's a mistake to like me. I can't tolerate anyone else except Lan'er, and I don't want to delay the girl anymore."

Yan Xun'er burst out laughing. She stood up from her seat yawning, went to Ye Muqiu to pat his shoulder and said:

"There are a lot of rumors about you and me in the mansion recently. Maybe someone who talks too much told Miss Song. She must be unable to contain her curiosity, so she took the liberty to come and inquire about it."

Ye Muyao has never understood these gossips, and when he heard Yan Xun'er say this, he was quite surprised: "Why are there rumors about us from the mansion? Haven't I told them that you and me are just ordinary friends?"

Yan Xun'er looked at Ye Muyao's appearance that seemed to be really confused, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you fool really not understand or not understand? Although you have clarified it, not everyone will believe you, for fear that they will think you said this on purpose just to cover up your eyes."

"So that's the case. No wonder I think the other people's eyes looked at me during this period are a bit strange." Ye Muyao nodded seriously, as if the problem that had troubled him for a long time was solved at once.

"That's natural, otherwise how do you think Miss Song knows that I have a close relationship with you? Someone must have informed her." Yan Xun'er smiled and held her chin and looked at Ye Muyao with interest. "I just didn't expect that His Highness, Your Highness, the charm of His Highness, is indeed so eye-catching."

Ye Muyao waved his hand quickly to prove his innocence: "Xun'er, don't make fun of me. Even if I have a scoop of water, I will only want to take Lan'er's drink. The admiration of others is just a way to increase my worries."

"Your Highness King Wei is indeed a seed of infatuation, but you have such deep affection, and those women outside don't know." Yan Xun'er said in a half-joking and half-serious tone, "And even if they know, Miss He has gone to the fairy now, how could they care so much? You have never been married, and you have always been a piece of good fat meat in their eyes, a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Just like Miss Song just now, what do you think she came for? Is it really for the contact? In fact, she just wanted to see if the relationship between you and me is really as impure as the people's mouth. Now she saw that I did not have any threat to her, so she left with confidence."

"But even if I marry them, I don't love them. Why are they doing this?" Ye Muyao said very sincerely, "Why don't you want to find a man who really loves him to spend your whole life?"
Chapter completed!