The censor stroked his beard and nodded. When the young man felt bored and walked around with the five coins he had just obtained, he took a step closer to Li Qinghan and said in a very thin voice: "Miss Li, you have been wronged today.

Already."

He also knew that Li Qinghan was the daughter of the prime minister. No matter whether Li Desuan valued her or not, at least she still had status. Besides, she was a wealthy businessman in Washington, so she still had to say a few polite words.

Li Qinghan raised his eyebrows, looked at the man's leaving figure, and asked in confusion: "Sir, who is that guy?"

The censor glanced at Li Qinghan's puzzled face, and then looked around at the lively crowd. After making sure that no one noticed them, he leaned into her ear and lowered his voice and said: "The current crown prince, Sima

Cong.”

As soon as these words came out, Li Qinghan was stunned on the spot.

Seeing her reaction, the censor smiled slightly, said nothing, and followed Sima Cong away.

Xinlan didn't understand how Li Qinghan was so petrified, so she stepped forward and asked a few questions, and Li Qinghan's expression improved slightly. She slowly looked back at the direction Sima Cong left, and said four words, "It turns out it was

he."

"Have you known this unreasonable person a long time ago, Miss?" Feixu followed her gaze and looked over.

The crowd was surging and lively. Sima Cong's figure had long since disappeared, but his powerful aura still surrounded him, leaving no room for offense or doubt.

As his thoughts began to wander, Li Qinghan raised his lips and smiled, "It turns out he is not like this."

The two slaves began to feel confused. They followed Li Qinghan from the capital to Jinzhou. They almost accompanied her day and night, inseparable. They must have known about the people Li Qinghan knew, but this time, no matter how hard they thought, they could not imagine it.

.

"He is Sima Cong, do you still remember?" Li Qinghan turned around and said to the two of them.

Feixu was stunned and couldn't help but look at the place where Sima Cong left. He swallowed and said in a doubtful tone: "No way. When I saw him before, he was a tough guy. How come he is like this now?"

What a naughty boy."

He glanced at Feixu, lowered his voice, and said very angrily: "Feixu must not be rude."

The "iron face" that Feixu refers to is because he was twelve when Li Qinghan left. At that time, he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion several times with his brothers, but he was unsmiling, his eyes were cold, and he always had a dead expression no matter where he went.

, can neither laugh nor cry, but is very kind to the eldest lady Li Hongrao. He often brings some interesting things from the palace to her, or writes poems and paintings for her. These things he never does for others.

.

Sticking out his tongue, Feixu continued to follow Li Qinghan towards Puzhong Temple.

"Miss, why did the prince come to Jinzhou? His coming here will be very dangerous if it is discovered." Xinlan twisted her handkerchief and said worriedly.

He nodded and said as if sighing: "The emperor today is no longer what he used to be."

After saying that, he stopped worrying about this issue and strode towards Puzhong Temple.

Puzhong Temple has always had a constant flow of incense and crowds. Many believers, men and women, come here to pray to Buddha and worship gods. Most men seek fame and wealth, while women generally seek marriage and life.

Li Qinghan saw the old lady again. She was drinking rose water and chatting with some girls beside her.

The old man was wearing a simple blue shirt, and his smile was all over his face. The whole room was full of laughter and laughter. Only when he saw Li Qinghan did he show a slightly serious look, "Qinghan is here."

"Qinghan greets my grandmother." Li Qinghan obediently looked at the old lady, who nodded with a smile, "I heard that you are going back to Beijing. I don't know when I will see you again. Your mother-in-law.

Her father is a weak character and has no independent opinions. It is really not good to be alone in the Prime Minister's Mansion with no one to rely on. You must serve him well when you go back now."

"Qinghan will follow my grandmother's teachings."

The old lady nodded and looked around the room, "I don't have anything to give here, so just take this string of beads back to your mother. It's not a precious thing, and I've been carrying it for a long time."

"

Li Qinghan took it respectfully and said thank you. Seeing that she had not said anything, the old lady couldn't help but finally said: "You are a blessed person. You will definitely be rich or noble in the future. What Jiang did to you before

, I hope you can forget the blame. After all, she is your aunt. Furthermore, Jian'er will go to Beijing to take the exam in a short time. It should be about the same time as your departure. He has never met your father. You are in front of Mr. Li,

Say nice things to him more often."

Seeing that Li Qinghan still didn't speak, the old lady was already a little weak. She was still showing off her old face and said with great effort: "Jian'er is not familiar with the place in the capital. You have lived with him for eight years. At least take care of him.

Qianhua Mansion has plenty of it."

Finally showing his true face, Li Qinghan smiled without trace, weighed the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "How did the old lady see that I am a blessed person, and I will definitely be rich or noble in the future?" The old lady said

Embarrassed and silent, Li Qinghan continued: "I'm afraid if you hear that I'm going back, I'll ask someone to tell me a fortune. The old lady believes in Buddhism, so of course she believes in it. Mrs. Jiang can be my aunt, and Mrs. Huang is also

Can."

The old lady was out of breath. She felt that Li Qinghan had no need to give her this face. She felt that Li Qinghan hated her. When she heard Hua Jian say that Liang Youzhao seemed to be unwilling to let go of Li Qinghan,

She knew that Li Qinghan was very likely to fly up a branch and become a phoenix in the future. Liang Youzhao was the only son of General Liang, and his words were extremely important in the Liang family. If Liang Youzhao fell in love with Li Qinghan, with Li Qinghan's methods and identity

, to be a concubine is also a noble concubine.

Therefore, we must not quarrel with her at the moment, so the old lady endured it and did not get angry.

Li Qinghan looked at the Buddhist skewers in his hand nonchalantly and sneered, "Old madam, I'm leaving. You keep saying that it's the interests of your Hua family and the Jiang family, but you just said a few words to my mother. I don't think I came here in the first place."

When I was in Jinzhou, weren't I familiar with the place? Who took care of me? I heard a while ago that I would never be taken back. How did you squeeze me? Now that the situation has changed, you have to change your approach.

to please me."

At this moment, the old man felt that not only was she out of breath, but her heart was beating much slower. She should have expected such a result. Li Qinghan's words were like a basin of scalding hot water, scalding her to pieces.
Chapter completed!