The believer came from outside with a dignified expression, knelt in front of Mo Wuyou on one knee, and said, "I want to report to the leader, the emperor and the empress disappeared out of thin air, and they are now gone."

Wen Ruyu rushed over afterward, stepped into the door, and a strong smell of blood came, and with a miserable cry, the believers inside were blown out.

Mo Wuyou sat on the throne like a king, his face was terribly gloomy.

Wen Ruyu knelt down to report and said, "Brother, calm down, it's because Ruyu is not in charge of guarding, and has already sent people to track down the whereabouts."

"Who allowed you to act without authorization?!" Mo Wuyou roared angrily, his eyes were fierce, and all the disciples beside him knelt down tremblingly, not daring to breathe, and the room was deadly silent.

Wen Ruyu lowered her head with a pious attitude: "Yes, Ruyu knows her mistake."

"It might have been a plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain and let them all come back." Mo Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "Anyway, the imperial court is already under my control, and the most important thing right now is to deal with Chu Jiaoxing. And Beigong Qianqiu."

"Yes, Senior Brother is wise."

Three days later, the carriage arrived at Xiyu Kingdom smoothly, and stopped in front of a mansion after nightfall.

Beigong Tengxiao got off the carriage, raised his hand to support Chu Jiaoli and walked down.

"Welcome, welcome!" Beigong Tengxiao turned his head. There was a handsome man in a silver-white python robe at the door. He looked about eighteen or nineteen. .

Chu Jiaoli saluted the man politely, and said, "What a bother."

Beigong Tengxiao slightly raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, and said, "Are you the Prince Xiyu?"

The man's original name was Ye Jinghong, and he was an old friend of Chu Jiaoxing. I heard that it was the prince who was found by the Emperor Xiyu and was lost among the people. After he moved into the palace, he changed his name to Xigong Jinghong.

Xigong Jinghong bared his teeth with a smile, and said in an extremely easy-going tone: "Yes, you are my long-lost cousin, right?" He raised his hand to compare the heights of himself and Beigong Tengxiao, seeing that there was little difference, he went He said to the attendant at the door, "Hey, look, who is taller between us?"

Looking at his childish behavior, Beigong Tengxiao felt a burst of contempt in his heart. With this kind of virtue, how could he still be loved by the emperor's uncle?
"It's you who got lost, not me." He corrected him.

"Yes, cousin, I was lost. I used to live outside the palace and went to Beiming, Dongling, and Nanyue. Those days of wandering and wandering were miserable..."

Beigong Tengxiao didn't care about his past at all, took Chu Jiaoli's hand, walked into the house, and said, "It's the emperor's cousin."

"Oh, it's not in the palace, what kind of red tape is going on, it's so troublesome." Jinghong Nishigong walked beside him, putting his arm on his shoulder familiarly.

Beigong Tengxiao frowned slightly, reached out to move his hand away, and said, "I'm used to it."

Xigong Jinghong raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, poked his head over, and said: "Biao sister-in-law, can you bear this?"

Chu Jiaoli smiled just right, and repeated: "I'm used to it."

Nishinomiya rubbed his nose deflatedly in shock, he and Chu Jiaoxing usually traveled from modern times, and they were used to being free and unrestrained, it was really difficult for him to adapt to the habits of the ancients.

Then, he smiled and introduced to Beigong Tengxiao: "You will live here from now on, are you satisfied? I think this house is quite big."

The house is not as large as the Prince's Mansion, but it is also magnificent. Not far away, there are servants and maids standing and waiting. Back to Chu Jiaoli in Xiyu, this unique building has a special style.

"Barely." Beigong Tengxiao's voice was cold, Chu Jiaoli frowned lightly, squeezed his hand tightly, and then he changed his tune, "Not bad."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xi Gong Jinghong coughed a few times in embarrassment, and said again, "I said, His Majesty the Emperor, you can't enter the palace now. There is such a big mansion outside, which is enough for you, a big Buddha, to stretch your legs."

"As I said, it's not bad."

"You just said it was reluctance!" Nishinomiya Jinghong said reluctantly.

"You heard it wrong." Beigong Tengxiao's tone was perfunctory, looking at the surrounding environment, he was making plans for the future.

Nishinomiya Jinghong jumped anxiously: "I chose this carefully!"

Chu Jiaoli couldn't help chuckling, she could see that this guy had no purpose, he just wanted people to praise him, but he found the wrong partner, Beigong Tengxiao with such a lofty and aloof personality, how could he be willing to do something to him Appreciate?

"Great kindness and great virtue, there is nothing to repay." Beigong Tengxiao still had that indifferent tone.

Xigong Jinghong had a face full of tears, "Can you have a snack when you say this?"

Chu Jiaoli smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, the journey has been exhausting, and the emperor is tired."

Nishigong Jinghong came back to his senses, and said: "Oh... I'm tired, I'm tired after going abroad, so go and have a rest, you can choose any room, you can live wherever you want."

Beigong Tengxiao silently followed Xigong Jinghong's guidance to the sleeping room in the backyard, and the servant girl opened the door to let him in.

He took Chu Jiaoli into the room, and before Xigong Jinghong stepped in, he turned around and closed the door.

Nishinomiya Jinghong almost bumped his nose, looked at the closed door, was stunned for a moment, and said: "Hey, cousin, don't you consider inviting me in for a cup of tea?"

Inside the room, Bei Gong Teng Xiao slowly sat on the chair, with a tired look on his face.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, closed his eyes and sighed.

Chu Jiaoli looked at the funny figure outside the door through the light, couldn't help but smiled, and said, "This Prince Xiyu is really interesting, he looks very similar to Big Sister."

Hearing Chu Jiaoxing, Beigong Tengxiao's brows tightened, and he suddenly sighed, "I'm sorry."

Chu Jiaoli slightly raised her eyebrows, walked behind him, raised her hands to rub the acupuncture points on his head, and said, "What?"

"It's a bad feeling to live under someone else's fence. It's me who made you suffer."

As noble as he was, he was born as the most noble man in Beiming Kingdom, admired by thousands of people, even when he returned to Xigong Qinyang's mother country, Xiyu people would respect him as the prince of Xiyu.

Now, in order to avoid the Yousheng Sect, even if he came to Xiyu, he couldn't meet the emperor's uncle, and stayed in the palace. Instead, he wanted to see Chu Jiaoxing's face for Chu Jiaoli and seek refuge with her friends.

Chu Jiaoli's tone was disapproving, and said: "The concubine said, but he just came to Xiyu to play, not to mention that he is the cousin of the emperor who is closely related to you by blood. What kind of psychological burden do you have?"

Beigong Tengxiao slowly opened his eyes and said, "Li'er, I have always wanted to give you the best life."

Chu Jiaoli leaned down, hugged his neck from behind, leaned on him and said, "Your Majesty, it is more important than everything else that you are by my concubine's side."

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