"Xuanyuan Yi, courtesy name Zi Che" The man did not hide anything and reported his name.
A smile appeared on Zi Yihan's face: "It turns out that he is the fourth prince of Xuan Kingdom. The fourth prince expresses his condolences."
The old emperor of Xuan Kingdom passed away last night. Zi Yihan knew that Xuan Kingdom would definitely send envoys to look for Xuanyuan Ye back, but Xuanyuan Ye went to the Zihu Spirit Clan, and he didn't know if he encountered something else.
, has not returned yet, and he was trying to find an excuse when the envoy arrived unexpectedly, and it was Xuanyuan Yi, the fourth prince of Xuan Kingdom, who arrived.
Zi Yihan squinted his eyes and looked through his eyes filled with immortal energy. Sure enough, he saw the spiritual energy flowing around Xuanyuan Yi's body. He turned out to be an immortal cultivator. No wonder he arrived in less than half a day.
Xuanyuan Yi just nodded slightly when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made his expression change, but he quickly recovered his expression and said: "Thank you, King Zimohan."
Zi Yihan said again: "The fourth prince has no intention of lingering on the world, but why do he want to swim in this muddy water?"
Xuanyuan Yi calmly replied: "When I am in the mortal world, I should do the affairs of the mortal world." The implication is that if he stopped being a mortal, he would never interfere in the affairs of the Xuan Kingdom again.
"You can go back," Zi Yihan said, "Xuanyuan Ye will not be the king of Xuan Kingdom. We, Zi Mo, have made an alliance with Xuan Kingdom for a hundred years. We will abide by the alliance and there will be no war within a hundred years."
Xuanyuan Yi stood up and looked at Zi Yihan for a long time. He said: "Prince Han, everyone used to say that you and my Crown Prince are life-and-death rivals. Now I seem to understand that you and him,
As long as one dies, there will be no peace in the three realms and six realms."
Zi Yihan didn't comment until he sent Xuanyuan Yi out of the door. Zi Yihan said: "Xuanyuan Yi, I think one day, you will have a fairy palace on the Nine Heavens."
Xuanyuan Yi smiled: "It's better not to live in a cold palace. My body and bones cannot bear the cold."
Xuanyuan Yi smiled at each other and left briskly.
Han Mengxiao walked out of the inner room, looked at Xuanyuan Yi's retreating back, and said, "Han, I always feel a little familiar with this person."
"I think so," Zi Yihan frowned: "He clearly knows that Xuanyuan Ye will not go back, and he seems to know a lot about me, but he deliberately pretends to know nothing."
Han Mengxiao buried his head, thought for a while, and asked: "Han, have you met the fourth prince of Xuan Kingdom before?"
Zi Yihan shook his head. In Zi Yihan's information library, Xuanyuan Yi, the fourth prince of the Xuan Kingdom, fell ill when he was born, and was sent to the mountains by Emperor Xuanyuan to recuperate. After decades of recuperation, Xuanyuan Yi never
It had appeared in front of everyone, so how could he have seen it before?
But just now, when Zi Yihan saw Xuanyuan Yi for the first time, he felt a bit familiar. What was going on?
"Perhaps this fourth prince has a more popular face. We have seen people who look similar to him, hehe." Han Mengxiao gave an explanation and stepped forward: "I want to go to the flower house to have a look, will you go with me?
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Zi Yihan nodded and asked, "What are you doing in the flower house?"
Han Mengxiao smiled mysteriously: "If you come with me, I guarantee you will see good things."
Zi Yihan's interest was piqued, and he and Han Mengxiao went to the flower room together.
The flower room of Prince Han's Mansion is close to the back mountain. Not many people go there on weekdays. After Han Mengxiao planted flowers there, he never locked it. He only sent a girl to guard it. If anything happened, he could contact her at any time.