The villain of fast travel is always attacked

Chapter 601 The End of the Song (46)

"Since Sister Huang is inside, there is no reason to pass through the pavilion and not enter. I, please go in and say hello to Sister Huang." The voice was warm and weak, and just by hearing this voice, one could imagine that this was a weak and handsome young man.

The next moment, the veil of the pavilion was lifted by a slender and pale hand.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe, his eyebrows were exquisite and picturesque, and he was more beautiful than a woman, and his complexion was morbidly pale, which added a 'weak beauty' to him.

A 'sick and delicate' son just like him.

He leaned over and saluted: "My younger brother pays respects to Sister Huang."

Yun Chu was stunned for a moment, "Get up."

"Yes."

This is the Ninth Prince of Dongyue. He has been in poor health since he was a child, and he takes medicine 360 ​​days a year.He himself has always been a peaceful look.

It can be said that it is a clean stream in the palace.

The Ninth Prince looked at Wan Ling, "Who is this?"

He should have known Wan Ling originally, after all, he was an envoy from another country, and Wan Ling was there when Emperor Dongyue celebrated his birthday.

It's just that he was not in good health, and he was afraid that he would bring bad luck to the emperor by going to Ping, so he only gave gifts and didn't attend, so he didn't see Wan Ling either.

Yun Chu: "This is Canglan's General Wan. This time, on behalf of Canglan, he wishes to congratulate the emperor on his father's birthday."

The Ninth Prince nodded politely to Wan Ling, "Hello, General Wan."

On the contrary, Wan Ling stood up and bowed in a dignified manner: "Ninth Prince Ankang."

The Ninth Prince turned his gaze back to Yunchu, "I heard that Huang Jie was unwell a few days ago. I wanted to visit Huang Jie, but I was afraid that my disease would infect Huang Jie, so I didn't dare to bother you. This time it was a coincidence gone."

His voice is gentle, and he speaks without haste or slowness, like gentle flowing water, which sounds very comfortable.

He continued: "I wonder if Miss Huang's health has recovered recently?"

Listening to his voice, Yun Chu unconsciously said that his own voice became slow and soft: "Well, it's all right."

She paused and said: "A few days ago I sent a century-old ginseng, I will send someone to deliver it to you later."

Good boy, why did you make such a fuss.

【...Miss, the target of the raid is by your side, not the one opposite you. 】Xiao Xiancao was afraid that Yunchu would forget who was the target of the attack, so she quickly reminded her.

'I know. '

[…] Do you know why you are still so kind to this Ninth Prince...

Xiao Xiancao has never understood Yunchu. Yunchu is always a casual person, and anyone she likes will help her.

What is pleasing to the eye?

This... depends on her mood and fate.

Of course, the most important point is - must look good!

The Ninth Prince was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "My brother thanked Huang Jie first. It's just that my body is just like this. Don't waste the good things of Huang Jie."

Yun Chu pretended that he didn't hear him: "That's the deal. I'll send someone to send it to you later. Anyway, it's useless to me."

That being the case, the Ninth Prince bowed again and said, "Then I would like to thank Sister Huang."

When he got up, his eyes glanced at the two of them inadvertently. Although he was in poor health since childhood, he was seriously ill, but his mind and eyes were very sharp.

He said: "Since Huang Jie still has something to discuss with General Wan, then I will resign. I will pay my respects to Huang Jie another day."

Yun Chu nodded, and was about to speak, when the veil outside the pavilion was lifted suddenly.

A little eunuch hurried in, "My servant sees the princess, the ninth prince, and General Wan."

Yun Chu: "Get up." She paused, and then said: "Have you checked it out?"

Seeing this, the Ninth Prince was about to leave when he stopped suddenly.

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'Sick and delicate' son: a sick and frail son.

(End of this chapter)