Thoughts changed slightly, Jun Qinglan's face did not show any expression and quickly said goodbye with tactfulness.

Since the order for the expulsion of the guests was so obvious, he naturally would not stay here without any wits.

But when he left, he couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.

A man in white clothes and a boy in red clothes.

It's really a pair of gods... combination.

The word "Family" flashed in my heart and was thrown away in an instant.

Combination of gods.

If there is a woman among these two people, she would be a rare couple in the world.

Unfortunately, both of them are men... Jun Qinglan felt a little regretful in his heart.

His eyes turned slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the mansion, thinking that he would send someone to see it when he had time in the future. If there was any need, he would try his best to satisfy it.

However, he still felt that this happened today was beyond his expectations.

He came out of the palace in person and was ready to thank him. He would give him any rewards and he would be satisfied as long as it was within a reasonable range. However, his life-saving benefactor didn't even say hello to him, and he didn't even see his face clearly. Obviously, he didn't take him seriously, as the crown prince of a country at all.

Jun Qinglan's brows were still locked when he got on the carriage, and he couldn't figure out what the other party meant.

From the few words of the man in white and the boy in red, it can be judged that their purpose seemed to be just to meet him?

Is it because I simply meet, is it because I am curious about the appearance of the prince of a country?

His Royal Highness, who is young, wise and decisive, is rarely trapped by a problem and can't figure it out no matter how you think about it.

"Mo Yin, do you know the identities of those two people?"

The young man hid in the darkness. Hearing this, he replied respectfully: "The man in white should be the Lord of the Nine Pavilions."

Master of the Nine Pavilions?

Jun Qinglan was shocked and instantly understood.

If it is the Jiuge, which is rich in the world, then the reason why they don’t want money or royal titles is explained.

Because they don't like it.

But the imperial court and the Jiuge have never had any interaction, so how could they deliberately treat him?

Jun Qinglan leaned silently on the brocade couch in the car, thinking about what Mr. Qin in red said before, "It was me and my master who pulled you back from the gate of hell, otherwise your country would become the country where the empress was in power in the future."

The empress is in power?

Jun Qinglan contemplates with his eyebrows.

It is a fact that the royal family has a weak descendant, but even if the prince is really dead, the country is not unsuccessful. The father is not yet old enough to be reborn as an heir.

Or, even if we really cannot rebirth, there are not other men in the royal family to adopt. Is the father more willing to let Xier ascend the throne?

Or, what did the two of them predict? That's why they came to save his life?

Jun Qinglan frowned, and all kinds of guesses arose in his heart.

...

After seeing off the prince, Qin Shang returned to the corridor of the back garden and looked at the Emperor Xiu who was still feeding fish. After a moment of silence, "Master, Prince Jun is a guest at least, and he left without even drinking tea. Isn't this good?"

To be precise, it wasn't even time to sit on the chair.

Emperor Xiu sprinkled all the fish food in his hand, blinked his fingers, turned his head to look at him: "Are you accusing me of being rude and feeling that I didn't treat him well? Do you want to call him back and have some good hospitality?"

Qin Shang blinked and shook his head weakly.

"Is it dumb? Can't speak?"

Qin Shang lowered his head and curled his lips: "I dare not blame the master, nor do I need to treat him well."

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Chapter completed!