There was no time to respond, the special train stopped.
Song Sanxi smiled and gently brushed Sarana's beautiful face.
"I don't believe what the Buddha said about thousands of years, but I believe that this is my unforgettable journey and time in this life. If fate still exists, I believe that we will meet again and be together to accept the baptism of freedom and happiness.
.For example, tonight, I will go back to the hotel."
Sarana smiled, with a charming face, and said softly: "I will wait for you quietly in the hotel. On the last night of the dream, I will wait for you..."
The last words are as tender as mosquitoes and flies.
The white jade face was rosy.
She lightly covered her lips and got out of the car shyly.
The fragrant wind swept through Song Sanxi's body, stimulating his sense of smell.
The shyness of the Indian saint is as timeless as eternity...
Song Sanxi had a pounding feeling that could not be suppressed.
Turn around and stare.
Her back is tall and charming, with extremely beautiful lines.
That back view seems to be shy and tempting...
Song Sanxi stayed for a long time, secretly feeling bitter.
Some feelings are uncontrollable.
But some things are quite troublesome.
Men, you have to think about everything.
A restless heart will eventually be restricted by rules.
The special car carried him and little Princess Zehong, accompanied by the escort, and drove to Beixiang Palace.
Shanara's motorcade went in the opposite direction to the hotel.
Under the stars and moon, the two teams drifted away.
Song Sanxi was sitting in the car, with an elegant posture and a peaceful expression.
He looks very much like an elegant middle-aged uncle.
Beautiful Indian beard and handsome eyebrows.
That slightly aged look has a mysterious feeling.
Xie Zehong was sitting not far away, and the little princess's mind was still a little active.
She lightly opened her red lips and said softly: "Mr. Gitanja, as soon as noon is over tomorrow, you will be the eldest brother Song Sanxi!"
Song Sanxi smiled, touched his beard, and nodded, "Well, just be myself. You should also go back to Yenching University and take classes."
"Yes!" Xie Zehong pouted, which was quite cute, "But, Brother Sanxi, I think Princess Sharana seems to be really affectionate towards you..."
Song Sanxi shook her head and smiled, "You little girl, what are you thinking about? It's nothing like that."
"Huh? I'm over 18 years old, I'm not a little girl. Don't lie to me! Tell me, do you like her? She is Ayin's princess..."
"Haha, young man, stop teasing uncle."
"You are not an uncle! My dad said you are 27 years old, right?"
"Well, I'm 27..."
"..."
While chatting, Xie Zehong really wanted Song Sanxi to take off his makeup and see his true face.
But, she didn't.
A princess is a well-educated and polite girl.
I thought, ok, now that I'm home, I can use the computer and check what he looks like.
After returning to Beixiang Palace, Xie Zehong naturally said goodbye to Song Sanxi and returned to the West Courtyard.
The west courtyard is where the king and his family live.
Eunuch Hai, who was waiting in the parking lot, took Song Sanxi directly to the middle courtyard.
The middle courtyard is also one of the offices of the king, with a secret passage leading down to it.
In the study room of the king, the Xie family and his son have been there for a while.
Fragrant tea, quiet.
A quaint and atmospheric study room with half-open windows.
The summer night wind in Beixiang Mountain is cool and cool, carrying the smell of mountains, trees and wild flowers.
Inside, it looks solemn, elegant and peaceful.
Xie Yuan sat on the main seat, with a dragon-shaped tea table in front of him. It was beautiful, luxurious, full of artistry and royal atmosphere.
The coffee table is filled with all kinds of refreshments, with exquisite shapes and presentations, and the materials are of the highest quality.
The enjoyment of being a king is not something that ordinary people can experience.
Prince Xie Zelong is sitting opposite.
The father and son gave the guest's seat to Song Sanxi.
The seat at the bottom of the table, naturally belongs to Eunuch Hai.
Lord Xie was naturally happy to see Song Sanxi. He asked him to sit down and introduced Xie Zelong.
Xie Zelong was 26 years old and Xiao Song Sanxi was one year old.
Fair skin, tall and slender figure, very straight.
In comparison, his eyebrows are a bit ordinary and not too outstanding.
He looks a bit like his father.
If he were like his mother, he would be an extremely handsome young man.
However, under the ordinary facial features, Song Sanxi could feel the hidden flavor in those two eyes.
Xie Zelong stood up and shook hands with Song Sanxi. His movements were clean and powerful, and had the aura of a royal prince, which was consistent with his status.
"Mr. Sanxi, thank you for the rescue. Zelong is very grateful and will never forget it."
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Your Highness, there is no need to be so polite. Just do your best within your ability."
Xie Zelong smiled slightly, "You don't have to call me that, just call me Zelong."
"How can this be done? The prince is the prince..."
Xie Yuan laughed and interrupted Song Sanxi, "Xiao Song, there is no need to be so polite. There is no emperor or prince here. We are just a family!"
Song Sanxi could only smile and nod.
Xie Zelong picked up the expensive blue and white teapot, poured a cup of tea for Song Sanxi, and said politely: "Mr. Sanxi, I am not good at drinking, so I will substitute tea for wine. Thank you, sir. Please!"
Song Sanxi was not polite, picked up the tea cup and invited him back.
Each has a sip, each with his own temperament and cultivation.
Seeing this scene, the king and Eunuch Hai both nodded secretly.
Looking at the current world, young people like this are rare, rare!
Even Eunuch Hai could see that in terms of demeanor and etiquette, Song Sanxi, a commoner, was extraordinary.
No stage fright, a cool breeze blowing over Mount Tai.
Under the bright moon, I stand tall in the world.
Especially when dressed like a middle-aged man, he looked like a perfect human being.
In comparison, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems a little immature.
Xie Yuan took a sip of tea and said: "Xiao Song, there are no outsiders here. You, Mr. Gitanka, don't have to pretend anymore? Show your true colors! Ah San's dress is really insulting to me, a rising star from the Dream country.
!”
As he spoke, he laughed.
Eunuch Hai also smiled knowingly.
Xie Zelong didn't smile much, his expression was quite stern, but he nodded, "My father is right. Mr. Sanxi, being a third person is really not what I want to pursue!"
Song Sanxi didn't hesitate, so she took off her makeup mask material, revealing her young, handsome and elegant face.
Xie Yuan smiled, "Ha! Look, Xiao Song like this is more pleasing to the eye! Qingfu, don't you think so?"
Eunuch Hai nodded and couldn't help but praise him.
Xie Zelong couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw such a young Song Sanxi.
It's hard to believe that according to the information, he is 27 years old.
From this look, he is 20 years old at best!
It seems that extraordinary people have something extraordinary about them.
This person has excellent physical fitness, not even inferior to me, Xie Zelong!
Song Sanxi smiled, and after being polite to both the King and Eunuch Hai, he said: "I am here to meet the King and his son tonight, and there must be other matters besides etiquette."