Chapter 693

"Who is it?" Zhong Mingwei frowned suddenly, "Is it from Prince Hui?"

Last time, Prince Hui wanted to win over Zhong Mingwei, and wanted to make a big fuss by taking advantage of Xiao An's death to bring down An's family and Prince Rong, but Zhong Mingwei refused outright. At this time, he suddenly heard that the capital was coming. , Zhong Mingwei was naturally the first to think of Prince Hui.

"No," Pang Yi shook his head, paused, and said in a deep voice, "It's the Imperial Forest Army."

...

As soon as Chen Qingxuan arrived at the front yard, he saw Fang Zuotang and a man wearing a black cloak and a black hood entering the front yard. Standing on the porch, he looked at the warm smile on Fang Zuotang's face towards the man, and was dazed for a while. I wondered in my heart, what kind of extraordinary person is this, Fang Zuotang is so diligent, naturally he is not an ordinary person, his official rank should not be below Fang Zuotang, he must be above the fourth rank, but he is such a powerful person, but he does not hesitate. Hard work took the initiative to come to see Zhong Mingwei...

So, what is his identity?

"Qingxuan, didn't you say you're here to play chess?" When Chen Qingxuan couldn't figure it out, Gu Changlin came over and called him, "What are you doing here, brat? My chess is all set, come in quickly."

"Oh, yes," Chen Qingxuan came back to his senses, followed Gu Changlin into the small courtyard, sat down at the stone table, and said to Gu Changlin with a smile, "Mr. Gu, please first."

"I know that you respect the old and love the young, but you are no different than Ming Wei, who is always the same, and forces me to move the old general within a few steps." Gu Changlin smiled, and moved the cannon to the center , while majestic and authentic, "Be a cannon!"

"Mr. Gu, why don't you change your tactics? Every time..." Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, but he couldn't stop laughing. He stared straight at the vermilion "cannon", And the one behind it..."Handsome", I suddenly remembered that morning——

"What are you doing here? To see if that stupid girl is dead? If she isn't dead, will you make up for it again?!"

"Chen Qingxuan! What do you know?! You don't know anything, why talk to my father like that?!"

"Then what do I need to know? Do I know that there are really heartless people in this world? Or do I know that girl is blind?!"

"Chen Qingxuan, I warn you! I respect you as a scholar, but if you dare to be careless again, I will hit you anyway!"

"I should fight, what about him?!"

"Boom!"

"Your Highness! Your Highness, how are you?! Your Highness, you...you hold on..."

"You're looking for death, you know?"

"Pang Yi... Forget it."

...

At that time, Pang Yi was like the cannon guarding in front of Shuai, guarding Zhong Mingwei's body tightly, looking at himself with that kind of cold eyes, as if he would bear it in the next second. Can't help but pounce on myself.

By the way, what was Pang Yi yelling at that time?

Is... Your Highness?

Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei... His surname is Zhong?

How could there be such a coincidence?

how is this possible? !

...

"Boy, it's time for you to go!" Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan, who was stunned, and patted his hand impatiently, "Boy, what are you thinking? Your soul is gone!"

"Sir, I'm not feeling well, so I won't play chess with you," Chen Qingxuan came back to his senses, put down the chess piece in his hand, and stood up, "Sir, please talk to Madam and... ...My father just said that I won't eat here, I'm really sorry."

"What's wrong with you? Stretch out your hand, and I'll feel your pulse." Gu Changlin saw that Chen Qingxuan's complexion was really not very good, and immediately put down the chess pieces in his hand, and said seriously.

"No need Mr. Gu, I just... didn't sleep well last night, so I'm leaving!" Chen Qingxuan shook his head in a hurry, turned around and left in a panic without saying anything.

"This kid, it looks like he saw a ghost." Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan's stumbling back, and muttered doubtfully.

...

study.

Zhong Mingwei sat on the soft couch, listening to the sound of footsteps outside, put down the teacup in his hand, looked towards the door, and saw Fang Zuotang leading a man covered from head to toe in a black cloak. After entering the room, Pang Yi stood beside Zhong Mingwei, watching the man with black head and toes nervously. His hand was silently resting on the handle of the dagger at his waist, ready to draw the blade out of its sheath at any time. He had already I haven't been this nervous for a long time.