When people talked about their appearance, Lin Yaxi unconsciously looked at the general who was immediately leading the way.

The man was wearing a four-claw dragon robe with sea-patterned embroidered sea-patterned patterns. His facial features were deep and tough, and his skin was filled with a wheat-colored luster. Unlike the fair and elegant common to the young masters of Tianyuan today, he had a strong exotic style.

The upper body only shows that he is tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The slightly bloated muscle lines on the arm show full of male hormones. He is a qualified beauty.

The man smiled heartily. "King Jin, we are meeting again."

Song Chuxuan nodded slightly. "It turned out to be the Seventh Prince of Wenqi State."

In addition to the prince, another strong contender for the throne today.

Putting aside his identity as a prince, Xiao Ling is also the bravest general in Wenqi Kingdom. The two had fought on the battlefield several times, both ending with Song Chuxuan's victory.

Although heroes cherish heroes, there is always a complex that has the birth of Yu and He Shengliang.

After entering the pass, the guards of the Three Kingdoms were stationed in designated post stations and were only allowed to leave a small number of followers and close-up protection envoys.

Under the leadership of Tianyuan soldiers, the envoys arrived one after another yesterday. They rested in the inn outside the city for a night and entered the capital together early this morning.

Song Yifeng and several other adult princes also nodded to Xiao Ling.

At the same time, the curtain of the first carriage was lifted open, revealing the man sitting upright inside. From Lin Yaxi's perspective, you could barely see the man's side face.

It is judged by a man based on his clothes. In terms of appearance, it is described as a beauty that transcends gender. A man with a weak mind may lose his soul when he sees it.

"I heard that Dongzhao Kingdom came to the weak and sickly King Jing. I guess that's the one, right?"

"This Emperor Dongzhao is the most domineering and warlike. Unexpectedly, there will be such a sick person among his brothers? It is far inferior to the seventh prince of Wenqi."

"Because it is another country's business, I dare to talk to you. I heard that Prince Jing survived the bloody battle for the throne, thanks to his poor health! Where were the other participants in the capturing of the throne? The outcome after the failure was so tragic."

Lin Yaxi and Chunmei stood far away, so naturally they could not hear the conversation between the main master. Just listening to the gossip of the people who left and right, they could also learn a lot of royal secrets.

However, Wenqi and Dongzhao's people have arrived. Where is the legendary prince of Longhua? Why is it still not showing up?

Song Yifeng was actually having this question. He asked in a low voice to Song Chuxuan on the front right.

"Uncle Emperor, have the people from Longhua Kingdom not arrived yet?"

Song Chuxuan curled his lips and smiled slightly, and was so beautiful that he stunned many young women nearby.

"I would like to ask Prince Longhua to show up. After all, the prince and I have had a close relationship with each other."

Once? A lot of friendship? What does this mean?

The people whispered to each other. Longhua Kingdom has never had much contact with the Tianyuan court. It seems that the crown prince was only enthroned in the past month, right? How could he have a friendship with the King of Jin? And it was the same as before, which means that the two have broken up now?

Song Chuxuan continued to say loudly, "Oh, I should call the prince now, Beigong Chenxue?"

"It seems that His Highness, King of Jin, is like this palace, and can't wait to talk to his old friends."

In the middle, a man walked out of a luxurious carriage with four horses drawn by gold. His clothes fluttered on the shaft, and his words and laughed without any panic.

Lin Yaxi thought she was dazzled, so she quickly rubbed her eyes with her hands. Looking closely, she was still the same person and the same scene.

This is unscientific!

Is there really two people in the world who look exactly the same? Even their clothes and behavior are pretty good?

Didn’t a philosopher once said that there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same? What’s more, are people who are much more complicated?

She calmly asked the man who had just spoken with great sarcasm.

"Brother, you seem to be very informed about foreign countries. Do you know who is standing on that carriage?"

The man was a little embarrassed to be praised by the handsome young man.

"I'm also in a teahouse, from the knights who have been living in the world all year round. Otherwise, we can't see people in the royal family casually? But I guess he should be the prince of Longhua."

Lin Yaxi asked again. "Does the elder brother know what Prince Longhua's name is?"

"This... don't say I really don't know. Even if we know, we ordinary people can't just call the prince's name."

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Chunmei asked with concern, "What's wrong with Mr. Lin?"

"Yes! Chunmei, you have also seen Gong Chenxue! Is it the one who went to Yunshufang with us last time?"

Chunmei nodded in confusion. "Well, I remember. Didn't the young master go to Yunyou a month ago? Why did he suddenly ask about this?"

"Sister, please take a look for me. Is the person in the car him?"

Looking in the direction of Lin Yaxi's finger, Chunmei only saw a convoy of people and carriages led by Song Chuxuan, slowly heading towards the palace.

"Where are people? Who are you referring to, sister?"

"Oh, forget it. He should have been back in the carriage."

Although Lin Yaxi was shocked, she still felt that it was unlikely that Gong Chenxue would be the prince.

A gardener who grew up in a royal palace knows the roots and bottoms. How can he transform into a prince from a foreign country?

The chance of falling pies from the sky is probably similar to her traveling through ancient times. But the difference is that her traveling through time should be described as a more appropriate way to describe it as a disaster.

From an idol to a maid being chased, can that be compared with a prince who is full of favor?

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On the other hand, Song Yifeng, who was the closest melon-eating man in the front row, heard more than Lin Yaxi.

It is precisely because of this that his shock came even more violently.

"Uncle, the prince of Longhua is actually Gong Chenxue?! How is this possible!"

Song Chuxuan ignored him and just turned his head and glanced at him, allowing him to experience it on his own.

The fifth prince had to suppress a series of question marks in his heart. Now it is not the time to talk about these things casually.

After a while, he sent the person to the Haiyun Pavilion, which was specially used to entertain foreign envoys, and then he went to the Jin Palace to find out what happened. It happened that he had a reason to meet Sister Yaxi!

As the envoy convoy walked away, the crowds watching the fun gradually dispersed.

Lin Yaxi is still thinking about random things. Did she read it wrong? Part of it was out of curiosity, but more of it was worried about Yun Xiang and Hua Xiang.

If Gong Chenxue really becomes the prince, it is almost impossible to meet him and ask about the formula for the potion.

"Chunmei, I suddenly remembered that there were still some things in the store that I had to discuss with the prince. I can't accompany you to Anyang Street today. I'm really sorry..."

Chunmei waved her hand indifferently.

"Sister, don't say that. I originally planned to go and see if there are any other novel things on Jingqiao Street. Anyway, it won't be gone tomorrow, so it's different when I go there?

It’s still important to be a store business. I’ve become so tired recently that I can take the opportunity to sleep back.”

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Chapter completed!