Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Who is he waiting for?

Not only do I have this doubt in my heart, all the people present have seen these three vacancies, and everyone has this doubt in their hearts.

I glanced subconsciously and whispered, "Where is Pei Yuanfeng?"

Yan Qingchen smiled and looked at me: "He has already set out."

"..."

"The bride hasn't been found."

My eyebrows frowned, "Don't you let someone stop them?"

"I asked people to stop his boat at the Sanjiangkou, but I didn't send anyone along the way."

"..."

After all, it was for the Folang machine gun.

I sighed for a long time, and then turned to look at this hall. Although everyone in the room had different expressions on their faces, everyone was the same. Their eyes were restless, flashing with a sense of excitement. Light.

Now that Pei Yuanfeng has left, then Yan Qingchen will definitely not stay for too long. After all, Yan Qinghan said that the place where the artillery was hidden was in the sea. In case he went out, the vast sea, where should he go? he.

However, since Pei Yuanfeng has left and there are no other guests, who are the three empty places for?

Thinking of this, I finally couldn't help asking: "Who else have you invited?"

Yan Qingchen smiled and turned to look at me: "In count, it's my sister's junior."

"Senior?"

I froze for a while, before I had time to say anything, I suddenly heard the people at the tables next to the commotion, and they all looked at us with a startled expression.

"Look!"

"That is--"

I fixed my mind, only to find that they were not looking at us, but they were looking behind us.

"..."

What is it

With doubts in my heart, I slowly turned around, and saw the spacious and huge window, an elegant scenery came into view, the mountains and blue waters, the blue sky and white clouds as if reflected in the water, all the images were projected onto On that calm lake, the warm and humid water reflects the bright and moist light, like a large piece of good emerald.

In the middle of the lake, a long ripple ripples broke the calmness of this picture.

It was a small boat, advancing quickly in the lake.

I couldn't help but be shocked, and stood up subconsciously. Several people around me also noticed the place, all of them got up and looked out.

The boat was getting closer and closer, and we could see clearly. There was a man standing on the bow. Although he could not see his appearance, he was long and erect, and his dark black shirt seemed to be healthy and elegant. A layer of milky, translucent robe, with a corner of the clothes in the wind, passing in the mist of water on the lake, people can not tell whether it is fog or clothing.

Wulian shirt!

I recognized it at a glance. It was a shirt worn only by students at Xishan College.

That person is--

I opened my eyes and watched the boat approaching, approaching us at almost astonishing speed, and a few people had exclaimed in a low voice when they saw it clearly.

Because they saw that no one else was rowing on the boat at all, and even the person standing at the bow of the boat just stood with his hands motionless, but the boat seemed to be pushed by someone underwater.

Someone was secretly guessing next to me. Is there a water ghost helping each other?

I said secretly in my heart: Of course not.

It is a type of tuna mystery taught by the Xishan Academy, and it is said that it has been kept forever. The students of Xishan College hear the morning bell of Tianmu Temple every morning, they will go to the top of Xishan Mountain to practice. Practicing this kind of vomiting can remove turbidity and decontamination, and clean up the filth in the body, but this is only the first level of cultivation; it is said that it is better to practice, and through vomiting, you can perceive a dozen feet or more Every leaf and leaf trembles, and each person's internal organs are squirming; to a greater extent, that is what we see now, which can guard the ships under the feet.

The person in front of him is a student of Xishan College!

Moreover, tuna training is definitely not an ordinary student to this extent.

I subconsciously turned to look at Yan Qingchen-what did he do to find people from Xishan Academy?

Yan Qingchen felt my eyes and smiled and raised his head to meet me. The gentle curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed to have something to say, but he hadn't spoken yet, and the nearby Lier was already pulling me in amazement. Sleeve: "Mother, look at that person!"

I went back, nodded in response, and when I looked again, the ship had stopped at the embankment under the attic.

Immediately there was a servant waiting on the embankment to meet.

And it was so close, the guests in the hall had already seen the clothes of that person, and immediately understood that this person was from Xishan Academy.

Many people's faces became a bit subtle.

A short while, some people suddenly stood up in the hall, walked over to the main table, and bowed down to Yan Qingchen: "My son."

Yan Qingchen smiled lightly: "What's the matter?"

A few of them glanced at each other, and then leaned down and said, "Since the people of Xishan Academy have arrived, there is no place for me to wait. Please forgive me, I will step down first."

Leaving the table halfway is definitely the thing that makes the host's family angry the most, but Yan Qingchen didn't get angry at all, but smiled at the corners of his eyes, and said, "I also didn't think about it clearly, and let you run away .Let ’s stay at home these days and wait for it to finish. I invite you to have a drink. "

"Thank you for your generosity."

Having said that, the men bowed down again and turned away from the side door.

When I saw this scene, I frowned immediately.

At this time, the master of ceremonies at the door sang loudly: "Xishan Academy, a visitor is here!"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared at the gate.

Because I was against the sun, I could n’t see the person's appearance. I just felt that he was not too young or too young, he wasn't tall or short, he wasn't fat or thin, and there were just some neutral ones. mean. A foggy shirt was worn on him, but it was well-proportioned, showing a bit of the style of Xishan students.

The people in the hall knew the clothes, even if someone didn't know that person, and everyone stared at him with a breath.

For a moment, the whole scene was quiet.

I saw the man spread his arms and draw a large arc. He folded his hands in front of him, folded his fists, and then leaned down toward the person in the hall and saluted: "Come late, forgive me."

As soon as he leaned over, a mist of water suddenly erupted around his body, covering him all over the place where there was no more than an inch of space around him.

There was a sound of cold air from some people.

I still didn't respond, but saw that the person had already stepped into the hall, and the mist of water finally drifted away in the wind, leaving no trace.

But there was no water vapor on the man's body, and the corners of his clothes and the hair hanging down his shoulders were swayed gently by the wind.

He walked to the main table and looked up at Yan Qingchen: "Meet the boy."

Only then did we see the appearance of this person.

He is really not too young, not too young. He is about twenty years old, with a beautiful appearance and good skin. He is a quiet young gentleman. The most interesting thing is his chin. There is a deep depression in the middle. The whole face adds a bit of indescribable playfulness.

But his expression was not playful at all, it was more a kind of quietness from the world.

Yan Qingchen glanced at him, but his eyes were a bit faint, and he only said, "Are you alone?"

"My son forgive me."

"what happened?"

"There was something happening over the academy. The elder brother was busy dealing with it, and the third brother was also helping him. They couldn't leave, so only the students rushed in to plead guilty to the son."

He said this very clearly and very simply, but after those people around him heard his expression, his face obviously changed.

I heard the trembling trembling with the trembling of fear--

"Have you heard that, he is from Xishan College ..."

"He is the second child!"

"He's that, yes--"

"Shhhh! Keep quiet, you're dead!"

I turned my head subconsciously, and saw that many people in the hall had unabashedly expressed a look of horror. When the student glanced to the side, those people lowered their heads again, and did not dare to look at him. .

Strange, how this man looks is a gentle gentleman, why do those people look at him as if they are looking at a ghost?

I was feeling weird. The man had saluted Mrs. Yan and others again, and finally slammed towards me to the ground: "Student meets Miss."

"you know me?"

"The young lady traveled to Xishan at that time and was lucky enough to meet her."

His words were similar to that of the Xishan student who met in Jixiang Village before. It seemed that there were some decent people in the group of carrots that year, but it was me who had no face and walked all over the world. Prosperous and prosperous in the end, simmered in chai rice oil salt, vinegar and tea.

I ticked the corners of my lips a little and didn't speak.

Then, he leaned down to worship Liu Qinghan beside him, "Master."

Liu Qinghan stood up slowly, and looked at him deeply with a sense of exploration in his eyes, but returned to him in accordance with etiquette.

It seems that although he did not restore his memory, he accepted his identity of "Xishan College Student" quickly.

At this time, Yan Qingchen waved lightly: "Since it's here, let's take a seat first."

"Thank you."

The man turned and walked to the three empty seats on the main table, and sat in the middle position.

As soon as he was seated, some people stood up in the hall.

Not surprisingly, all came to sue and retire.

This person sat quietly. For those who retired, he didn't even take a look, but the discerning person already understood that all these people retired because of his presence.

I also understand why Yan Qingchen wanted to host this feast today!