Chapter 44: The King's Mansion (Part 2)

It was night, and the elderly Aunt Wu appeared in the Prince's Mansion.
"Lord, the old slave thanked King Shuntian for his great kindness, but the old slave didn't want to repay him. This kindness is so precious that the old slave can't bear it."
Canglong Shun Tian's robe moved with the wind, as indifferent as before: "You don't have to thank this king, this king's orange snow maid insists on such help, this king naturally followed her temper." He lowered his eyelids and looked at Wu in front of him in secret. Aunt, behaved in a normal manner, and behaved the same way as Xiaomin in the market, her nephew was so different...
Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Aunt Wu hurriedly knelt back.
"Wait!" Canglong Shuntian suddenly stopped her, "As for whether you are going or staying in Prince Xiang's Mansion, this king will not bother."
Aunt Wu turned around and knocked a few heavy heads: "The old slave has nothing to do with it. Now the old slave only hopes to see Shang Xuan'er again..."
"I'm free to talk about it." After finishing speaking, Canglong instantly left the hall without even looking at Aunt Wu.
Gu Yu walked out of the side hall, carefully raised Aunt Wu, politely: "Aunt Wu, please..."
"Hey, hey!" Aunt Wu hurriedly put away her tears, and followed Gu Yu staggering.
Nowadays, Xiao Mingxuan is panicking in the room alone. His heart is calm, calm and thoughtful, and his youthful aura fades in an instant. While he is thinking, he suddenly hears a noise outside the door, and suddenly increases his vigilance.
"Wow -" The wooden door was slowly pushed open. Ming Xuan saw that it was Aunt Wu, and Panasonic was on guard. He threw into Aunt Wu's arms with a happy face, and the crisp childish voice sounded again: "Grandma, you are here. !"
Seeing that someone had arrived, Gu Yu had no intention of staying, and said "goodbye" and disappeared into the night.
After Aunt Wu made sure that there was no one inside or outside the house, she closed the door and took Xiao Mingxuan to the innermost part of the house. Finally, she chose a corner and stopped.
But Aunt Wu was particularly uneasy. After looking around a few times, she sighed in relief, and quickly grabbed Xiao Mingxuan's jacket and said nervously, "Master, how did things turn out like this? Not fortunately in thatched cottages and other members of the family. Down?"
Xiao Mingxuan’s eyes were fixed: "Aunt Wu, you don’t know anything about it. Now the treasure map is making a lot of noise. I am afraid that this matter will bring disaster to Xiao Qiang. If so, it will affect you and me. Wouldn’t it be that you don’t even know how to die? If so, how can I be worthy of my long-dead Ama! Mingxuan is not afraid of death, but if the enmity is not reported, Mingxuan can't die! Now he enters the palace and asks for self-protection, and Aunt Wu takes care of things outside. Be careful, come to see me occasionally in the future, lest others become suspicious."
After hearing these words, Aunt Wu relaxed her mind: "That's good, the old slave thought it was Prince Shuntian who took the master into the Prince's Mansion forcibly. This is a good place to go."
Xiao Mingxuan's fixed eyes suddenly dispersed: "I hope that the storm of the treasure map can pass as soon as possible, so that Sister Xueer can also avoid trouble! In fact, I came to Xiangwang Mansion, another purpose is to protect Sister Xueer, she He's a good person, and he can't just become a victim of the sword for no reason!"
"The master must take care of himself. Now that the master is not full of wings, he must not be too reckless!" Aunt Wu said from the side.
Xiao Mingxuan turned around: "Mingxuan knows in his heart, Aunt Wu, it's late at night, why don't you rest here tonight? Others will be suspicious if they look at it."
Aunt Wu slowly leaned over: "Yes, Master!" After speaking, she turned and disappeared in front of Ming Xuan, instantly living on the roof of the road.
"Boom, boom..." Hearing someone knocking on the door from a distance, Xiao Mingxuan hurried to open the door.
"Sister Xueer, why come here so late? Ye Hanlu is serious..."
Cheng Xue was also polite and walked straight to the back room and put a pile of things on the table in the back room: "Xiao Mingxuan, this is the daily necessities I prepared for you, do you like it?"
"I like it!" The answer without hesitation made Cheng Xue feel warm, this warm current, don't wait for a long time...
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Cheng Xue looked around and whispered: "Xiao Mingxuan, did Aunt Wu take a break first? So, Minger is coming to see you."
Xiao Mingxuan blinked his large, watery eyes knowingly, and said knowingly: "I see, sister Xueer. By the way, my sister came so late and gave me so many things. Is there an urgent matter to leave Prince Xiang Mansion tomorrow?"
Cheng Xue paused for a while, and inadvertently felt that Xiao Mingxuan in front of him was not ordinary smart, so that he could guess that they were leaving Xiang Wangfu tomorrow? Or is she thinking too much?
He said: "Xiao Mingxuan has thought about it! You just came here, because Xiao Mingxuan needs a lot of things, so Sister Xueer has brought you here. Alright! Obedient, rest early!"
After speaking, I wanted to go outside, but his little hand held her tightly. She turned her head and saw him looking at her seriously: "Sister Xueer and my mother look very similar... so, Xiao Mingxuan must protect Sister Xueer!"
Said this amused Cheng Xue, she couldn't put it down and stroked his head: "Okay! Sister knows that she will protect herself and go to sleep! Good night!"
Just about to withdraw her hand, Xiao Mingxuan held on tightly. He was looking at her curiously: "Sister Xueer, what does good night mean?"
After listening to her, she smiled happily, knelt down and took his little hand: "Seeing our Xiao Mingxuan's curiosity is so strong, I will tell La! Remember!"
"Hmm!" He nodded eagerly, hoping to know the answer...
She moved her fingers: "Every day before going to bed and anyone who cares about you can say good night. That's probably what it means..."
Xiao Mingxuan moved his eyebrows thoughtfully, then a look of joy flashed in his bright eyes, and shouted, "Good night Sister Xueer!"
This crisp childish voice made her feel more comfortable, and smiled openly: "Goodbye, sister go back first!"
This scene was clearly seen by Murong Yu and Canglong Shuntian who were hiding in the night.
"Ahem... Young Master Yu, how come out for a walk in such a late night?"
Murong Yu naturally turned around without panic, "Master, isn't it the same?"
Canglong Shuntian stood with his hand holding his hand: "This king is worried that his maid will poke out something..."
Almost mercilessly interrupted: "Why is this, the prince? Obviously I just can't let go of my sister."
With his open hands behind his back, he couldn't even speak.
Murong Yu's eyes were fixed: "Master, can you promise me to protect my sister before I return from school?"
Canglong Shuntian gradually shifted his sight to the distant sky: "This king does not know martial arts, but this king will protect his maid!"
Suddenly he knelt down suddenly: "That Yu will return from his studies, he will definitely swear allegiance to the lord!"
Canglong Shuntian's sight had to fall to him: "Then if this king had no power, would Master Yu still be like this?" Although he was not completely sure of tomorrow, when he asked this, he didn't have the slightest idea. vague. In fact, talents are not particularly important to his Canglong Shuntian. What he cares about is whether he can be loyal to his people...
Murong Yu slowly got up, smiling very confidently: "The prince, you and I will not talk about national affairs tonight. Since the prince promised to protect my sister, then Yu will not repent of his original intention. Naturally, this original intention has nothing to do with whether the prince gains power. In other words, Yu hates official fame and wealth the most in her life, and just wants to protect her sister in her lifetime..."
When Canglong heard this, his heart was shocked: If the two of them are not brothers and sisters, even if he is still the prince, Murong Yu will fight to his death to win the beauty?