The more Prince Ji Yan looked at the Huahua girl, the more he loved her, and was very generous: "The credit for today is all yours!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged the Huahua girl's slender waist, and rushed towards the Lingxiao Palace like the wind.

The Lingxiao Palace was calm and the candlelight shone out. The palace maids were busy traveling around. When they saw the prince arrive, they lay down on the ground and kneeled to greet him.

Ji Yan said "get up" gently and took the hand of the girl Huahua straight into the hall. The palace maids dared to raise their heads and looked at the pure figure of the girl Huahua with envious eyes.

There was a man standing in front of the window of the hall, wearing a simple gray cloth, not tall, but his back showed a slight ethereal and dusty smell. He heard the movement, and slowly turned around, and did not respect him when he saw the prince. He just nodded slightly and smiled, "Ji Yan, you are here." He even spoke casually.

The flower girl knew that this was the rhythm of meeting a master. When she looked at the man slightly, she saw that he looked very ordinary, had a thin face, but had a rare luster in her skin, which made it difficult to judge his age.

Ji Yan was very respectful: "I encountered something just now and it was delayed. I hope Master Qiyan will not be surprised."

Master Qiyan smiled slightly: "You are polite, I am idle, I'll wait for a while..." As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but swept across the Huahua Girl and finally stopped on her face.

But it suddenly changed color, his pupils changed from small to large, his eyes were astonished, and he was extremely surprised.

Ji Yan quickly introduced the Huahua girl: "She is the girl I told you the first two days. Today I have asked my father for a marriage... Master Qiyan, I want you to see me, the princess..."

Master Qiyan seemed to have not heard of it, and did not answer, but just stared at the flower girl carefully, as if he could stare at the huge mystery from her face.

After a long time, he thoughtfully extended his hand to the Huahua girl, signaling her to extend her wrist and arm to explore her veins.

The Huahua girl felt very guilty at that time, and felt that this strange old man had an indescribable strange aura, which made people feel inexplicably nervous. She felt like she was standing in front of him like a transparent person, and was analyzed by him, and had nowhere to hide.

It felt like she was a fairy who fell into the mortal world, but this monster old man looked at the demon mirror.

She made up a lies, two-digit lies, and made Ji Yan go around. At this moment, I'm afraid the old man will expose all her colorful intestines.

Not only did the flower girl not stretched out her hand, but instead subconsciously took a step back.

Ji Yan smiled and said, "Hua'er, this is Master Qiyan, don't be afraid. I just asked someone to see you for medical treatment..." As he said that, he pulled her hand over and sent it to Master Qiyan's finger.

As soon as Master Qiyan put on Miss Huahua's pulse, his face became even more shady and unfathomable. His eyes fell on Miss Huahua's face became even more shocked, and even his breathing was uneven for a moment.

He suddenly let go of the flower girl's wrist, and his almost suffocating vision fell on the bright red mole between Ji Yan's eyebrows.

Seeing Master Qiyan's brows unrestrained, Ji Yan was frightened and wanted to speak but stopped. He even believed in what Miss Huahua said before, and couldn't help but feel sad.
Chapter completed!