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Chapter 189 The Tang Clan Xiao Qiao (1)

The emperor ordered Irina and Fu Yunxi to kiss her. Now I think there are many doubts. What made an emperor change his words at the risk of losing trust? A person appeared in Han Yan's mind, and it was the Queen Mother.

So, will the Seventh Prince who has been disseminating his story with Zhuo Qi be the long-lost Seventh Prince?

While thinking about it, I suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind me. The next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. Zhuo Qi looked at her with a smile: "Little girl, why are you back?"

Han Yan also said coldly: "Because I want to make a seat for your sister, I won't come back, how can she be the Princess of Xuanqing?"

Zhuo Qi seemed to have been used to being so sarcastic by Han Yan, but shrugged indifferently: "Thank you yesterday." He refers to Han Yan taking the injured him back to the inn to seek treatment yesterday. Zhuo Qi still remembers that when he woke up, Han Yan was already sleeping on the table. In fact, he thought Han Yan would turn around and leave. After all, he could see that Han Yan was a person with a strong purpose. He could basically determine the pros and cons that something might bring to her in the shortest time, and saving himself, both public and private, has no benefit to Han Yan. It is normal for her not to save herself, but she took herself back.

Zhuo Qi has suffered a lot of injuries in his life, including those on the battlefield, under the battlefield, given by the enemy, and given by friends, but he just gritted his teeth and rushed over. People would not notice the scars on his body. People in this world always look at people's appearance, but no matter how bright the appearance is, there are scars that cannot be covered. When Han Yan was guarding him, Zhuo Qi suddenly felt a warm feeling. This feeling was a long time ago, but he never felt this way since his father died. Han Yan's body was so thin and petite, but she could give herself a sense of peace of mind.

That was something Zhuo Qi was greedy for, and he never wanted to let go again.

"The whole capital knows what happened yesterday now. Did you do it?" Han Yan didn't talk nonsense to him and asked straight to the point.

"It's not me." Zhuo Qi answered very simply.

Han Yan paid attention to his expression and saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he nodded thoughtfully: "It's so strange that that incident spread that day."

Zhuo Qi said: "So you moved out of the royal palace?"

"It's not entirely because of this." Han Yan looked at him and shook her head: "There are many reasons. But this matter is indeed caused by you. I have saved it twice. You owe me two favors."

"No, it's one time." Zhuo Qiyi smiled at Han Yan's gaze: "I have already paid back a favor."

"When?" Han Yan asked.

"During the last spring festival, you were forced to the edge of the cliff. I was following the help. How about it? Is this a favor? " Zhuo Qi looked at Han Yan with a smile.

Han Yan was stunned, but he thought in his heart that it was him. The last time he felt that someone was secretly helping him, but he was still very strange at that time. Since he helped him, why didn’t he appear? Now that he thought about it, he was a little clear. At that time, the Xirong and the sect were in the same power as the water and fire, and Zhuo Qi, a person from an enemy country, was naturally unreasonable to lurk in the sect. Even if he really appeared, he would drag himself into the water. Everyone would think that Zhuang Hanyan and the sect were colluding with the Xirong people.

Han Yan looked at him and thought for a moment: "Even if that's the case, you still owe me a favor, right?"

Zhuo Qibi's eyes flashed: "How do you want me to repay me? I promise you?" Zhuo Qi was not stupid. Han Yan's words were clearly what he wanted to do. Thinking that Han Yan was trying to save him with purpose, Zhuo Qi felt a little uncomfortable. However, since Han Yan found him instead of looking for his confidant, it seemed that he had to come forward on this matter himself. At least Han Yan still trusted him, which was much better than her asking Fu Yunxi for help.

Han Yan smiled and said, "Forget it, I want you to check someone for me."

"Who?" Zhuo Qi stared at Han Yan.

"There is a character named Qiao in this person, which is related to the Tang Sect," she said.

Zhuo Qi pondered and said for a moment: "The Tang Sect is a sect in the world? What are you doing when you look up this?"

Han Yan smiled slightly: "You don't have to know this, do you agree?"

Zhuo Qi raised his lips and smiled: "Of course I agree, but after this is done, how do you thank me?"

"You are really interesting." Han Yan said: "Even if it is done, it is just repaying the favor I owe me. It's considered a double-choice. How can I still give it back?"

Zhuo Qi did not let Han Yan go every expression, and said with a smile: "Did you just repay a favor? Little girl, you know very well?" His voice suddenly softened: "No need to thank me, it's just that we have helped each other, and now we can be regarded as friends. It's right to help friends. What do you think of friends?"

His tone was very sincere. Without the identity of Prince Xirong, he seemed to be just an ordinary person who needed to be recognized. Han Yan suddenly remembered that Zhuo Qi was holding his hand in a coma last night. His fragile appearance, how difficult it would be to live alone in the world. She nodded.

Zhuo Qi laughed out loud. He said, "You are my first friend in the corpus and will be the last one."

Han Yan frowned, and Zhuo Qi said again: "I'll leave first. I will come here in two days, no matter whether there is any news or not." He thought about it and added: "Be careful yourself and don't pay attention to what others say."

Han Yan was stunned. He had already flew over and disappeared into the courtyard. He really regarded the Zhuang Mansion as his backyard, and it was like a place where no one came from.

Shuhong said with some confusion: "Why did the lady give him that matter? Is the lady really going to be friends with him?"

"What's wrong with being friends?" The answer was Ji Lan: "He is the prince of Xirong, he is rare and unpretentious, tall, handsome, gentle and considerate. If he hadn't helped him during the last spring festival, our lady wouldn't know what would have happened."

Han Yan was so amused that Ji Lan praised Zhuo Qi as if he was so angry that he sighed and said, "I lied to him."

There is naturally a reason why Han Yan asked Zhuo Qi to investigate this matter. Zhuo Qi was in the corpus and had many restrictions on many things. In order to grasp various situations, he would inevitably arrange many eyeliners in the corpus. I don’t know what Zhuo Qi’s people look like, but when he sees how he is free to deal with it every time he encounters a situation, he should know that the power of these eyeliners cannot be underestimated. Han Yan asked Zhuo Qi to check it, and perhaps the effect was better than Fu Yunxi’s checking it.
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