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Chapter 7 The Prince's Visit

After Lu Huaili left, Lu Yanqing was still sitting on the soft collapse and was depressed, and he didn't even have the heart to read the medical books.

Ruoer brought her dinner. She usually ate a lot, but now she doesn't even look at her. This made her feel surprised. Today, she heard a few words from Master Yu's conversation. She wanted to leave, but Master refused. Could it be that she was sad because of this matter?

However, she was really curious about the master. The lady said it was a practice, and what kind of place it was.

"Miss, please eat something. I want the national master to do that, so there must be his reason."

But now she just doesn’t know what the reason is? Master is always like this and doesn’t like to explain everything clearly. Do you really have to calculate her own destiny?

She looked at her hands and for a moment she didn't want to do this.

The master is a sorcerer, Qingxuanmen, and no one in the world knows this place, the inheritance of Taoism, and the place where sorcerers gather.

"But I still don't know where the Qingxuan Sect is, and why the lady's master looks like this?" According to legend, the national master is over 60 years old, but this doesn't look like it at all.

"Qingxuanmen? Where the place where the sages are specialized, they are all treacherous and do not speak clearly. The longest sentence they used is 'The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed'."

Ruoer smiled and didn't say anything, thinking that she was also from that place, wouldn't it be like this?

Lu Yanqing didn't know what to say, so he continued to sit there in a daze, but unconsciously crossed his legs, closed his eyes and pondered, and everything returned to tranquility.

Ruoer didn't know what was wrong with her suddenly, and she didn't dare to disturb her, so she stepped back and left.

The wind is blowing and the drizzle is falling.

The weather in April is so hot and cold that it is really unbearable. Lu Yanqing, who has never liked to stay in bed, washed up and had a good breakfast, sat on the soft-cold and read a book. He asked Ruoer to cover her soft blanket and didn't feel cold anymore.

Today she plans to sit here for a day and lie down when she is tired.

"Miss, the prince is here, please go to the front hall to see the guests."

Hearing this, the person in her hand instantly slid from her hand, looking at Ruo'er in front of her in disbelief, which really disturbed her leisure time.

She nodded, and came down from the soft collapse, asking Ruoer to prepare clothes for going out to see guests. Being a young lady in the prime minister's house is a lot of rules. She already felt it from changing clothes. Moreover, the woman's clothes have to be tied to her chest, which is so restricted that it makes people breathe hard, so there can be no other big moves.

"How could the prince want to see me today?" She turned to look at Ruoer and asked in confusion.

"I don't know this servant, and the second wife and the lady are all in the front hall."

She nodded and didn't ask any more questions. It seemed that today's money had the fate to meet the father she had never met. When she thought of this, she felt a silence in her heart. What a biological father.

Change your clothes and leave Yilan Garden with Ruoer.

Except for the time she came back that day, she almost never left Yilan Garden at the other time. If the servants hadn't provoked her, she would have been forgotten long ago.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is very large and the front hall is also grand, so it is naturally much better than the places like Qingxuanmen.

She stepped in and saw a few people sitting in the hall at a glance. The middle-aged man in official uniform should be the father he had never met. She had seen Li Xian before. The one sitting beside Li Xian should be her daughter, that is, her sister Shui Qingyou.

I looked at the person sitting in the middle again, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary weapon. There was a dragon on my hair, so I didn't have to think about who it was.

But she was curious. Who was the man who sat next to the prince, coughing and pale-faced? The two looked a little similar, and they sat on the prince's identity, and she had already guessed it in her heart.

After confirming his identity in his heart, he immediately walked forward to salute.

"Lan Yuan has met the prince and the prince, and pays homage to his father's second wife."

She called them all, and guessed all the identities of everyone correctly, which surprised the prince.
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