He stretched out his hand into the carriage: "Wuyou, come down.o(∩_∩)o~~www
Ye Xuanji opened her eyes wide.
Worry-free?
It’s not Yunyan, is she following the wrong one?[
The car curtain opened again, and a woman in a light-colored skirt emerged.
She didn't look at the hand reaching out to her and jumped down from the carriage.
She staggered slightly when she landed, and the young man reached out to support her.
Sighing slightly: "Wouyou, your injuries are not fully healed yet, why are you so stubborn?"
Ye Xuanji hid in the dark and could only see the woman's profile.
Seeing this profile made her feel as if she had been struck by lightning, and she felt as if time and space were out of whack.
Like! Really like!
Ye Xuanji felt like she was looking in the mirror.
What is reflected inside is another self...
She is He Yunyan!
She must be He Yunyan!
There can be no other person in this world who is so similar to me.
No wonder Mo Yuncong and the others would admit their mistake, they were as if they were carved in the same mold as themselves!
Who is this man?
The benefactor who saved her?
Ye Xuanji looked at the man carefully again.
The clothes are luxurious and the demeanor is calm.
The white robe on his body is embroidered with a golden dragon...
Could it be the king of which country?[
Ye Xuanji was shocked by her genius idea.
But then I thought that this possibility was very high.
Living in a post house and wearing a dragon robe, who else could it be?
Just when she was full of doubts, she saw a man walking out of the post house with a cheerful face.
Wearing a purple gold crown and a purple python robe, he has a slender figure.
With a handsome and elegant face, he is none other than Prince Mo Qianling.
He bowed to the man in the dragon robe: "Your Majesty, I am late to greet you. Please forgive me for being late."
The man waved his hand and said calmly: "Your Highness, there is no need to be polite. I am coming to your country for the first time, so I have to go to your country to welcome you..."