Qian Xi spoke in a serious manner, and even coughed twice from time to time, looking like she was poisonous to the heart, which made Rong Ling speechless.
Just when Rong Ling was about to speak, the housekeeper hurriedly came to report that the Queen Mother wanted Qian Xi to enter the palace.
The most important thing in Shengjing is eye spies. The moment Qian Xi followed Rong Ling back home, people from all directions had already passed the news back.
"Find me?"
Qian Xi raised her eyebrows. In the only remaining memory of this body, the Queen Mother was the only person who truly treated her well. And since she woke up, she has not had the chance to see the mother of the king of a country.
"Go ahead."
Before Qian Xi could speak, Rong Ling spoke, and then he turned the wheelchair without even looking at Qian Xi, then turned and left.
Qian Xi looked at his cold look, snorted coldly, and left with the housekeeper.
Outside the Prince's Mansion, a carriage had been waiting there for a long time. After Qian Xi got on it, she immediately drove towards the palace.
The royal palace is majestic and domineering, with golden dragons circling around it. It is a symbol of status and power.
No wonder since ancient times, countless people have fought against each other for this supreme position, causing bloodshed.
"Hey, who is so big-hearted that he dares to drive a carriage in the palace?"
Qian Xi lay on the left window of the carriage and looked at the plants and trees passing by. But at this moment, a surprised voice sounded, and the reins were tightened immediately. Qian Xi was shaken before she could stabilize herself.
, then I heard the little eunuch driving the car say, "Your Highness, the fourth lady of the Yun family, has been summoned by the Queen Mother."
Qian Xi did not get off the carriage. She was sitting in the carriage and heard the voice of the Third Highness. Her mind naturally turned around and she knew who the person outside the carriage was.
Your Highness, the emperor's third son, born from the empress, was named Jun Zili. It is said that when he was born, the sky was filled with colorful lights, purple clouds, and the scenery was extremely beautiful. The imperial master predicted that this prince could rise to the top of the sky or die.
Qingxiao, because his birth date was in conflict with the emperor, was given the surname of the emperor, named Zili. So far, among the emperor's five sons, he is the only one who has not been crowned king.
According to folk rumors, he is the most likely person to be crowned the prince and inherit the throne. However, in a family of noble officials, everyone knows that the emperor does not like this Jun Zili, and even hates it, so Jun Zili lets himself go
Degenerate, uneducated and unskilled, often wandering in fireworks alleys, casinos, etc.
"Oh? It's her."
Jun Zili's voice sounded again, her voice melodious and full of interest.
"Miss Yun, being famous is not as good as meeting. Meeting is fate. Now that we have met, come out and say hello."
Jun Zili raised her voice and said, with a sense of "won't stop until you see her" in her tone.
Qian Xi felt that she was really a celebrity now and would be remembered wherever she went. Because of the hostility in her heart towards Long Jinyu and Long Tianyou, Qian Xi did not want to have any more relationships or conflicts with the royal children, so
She said nothing.
Maybe this Jun Zili is a sensible person. Her silence means rejection. He should give way, but Qian Xi misunderstood the patience of the person outside.
I saw him knocking on the carriage again, "Miss Yun, are you so disrespectful? We almost became husband and wife after all, didn't we?"
When Qian Xi said this, she almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Who almost became a couple with him? Who? What kind of person is this Jun Zili...
"If you don't get off the car, I'll go up and invite you!"
Jun Zili spoke again, Qian Xi leaned forward and opened the door of the carriage. At the same time, Jun Zili raised her hand to open the carriage, and the two people's eyes immediately collided.