The morning of going to Beijing seemed so lively today. Several people came to the gate of the delegation. The officials of the Northern Qi Dynasty and the Jinyiwei made way a road together, lowered their bodies respectfully and bowed to the girl who was "Kuankuan": "I have seen Miss Haitang."

Haitang's eyes were sluggish and seemed to have not woken up much. Her hands were still stuck in the two big pockets of the flowery clothes, and yawned, asking, "What are you doing here?"

An official quickly came up and reported, "The official was ordered to come and invite Nan Qingzheng to enter the palace, but Lord Fan Xian, the guard, refused to inform him."

There were also officials from the Jinyiwei and Honglu Temple who came up to report their intentions, but in short, they all wanted to meet Fan Xian.

Haitang was slightly stunned. She seemed to have no idea that so many things had happened in the capital in the past two days. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes and she said, "Why not report it?"

Huwei Gundam knew that the woman in front of her looked like a village girl, but in fact she was an important figure in Northern Qi. The more important thing was that during the days when the delegation was in Shangjing, the young master often walked around the streets with this strange woman, so he didn't dare to neglect her. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "My adults drank too much yesterday, so he felt a little uncomfortable and was resting, so it was not easy to disturb him."

After pondering for a while, Haitang said softly: "Let me go and have a look."

After saying this, she walked towards the main gate of the mission. These days she often came to the mission to find Fan Xian, so the mission members had already become accustomed to the arrival of Miss Haitang. Seeing her walking in, Lin Wen, who was standing on the stone steps, could not help but feel panic in his eyes, but he did not dare to stop him.

But Gundam was determined to protect the master, frowned, held the handle of the long knife cloth in his hand, blocked Haitang, and said in a deep voice: "Girl... well!"

The final ending sound turned into a muffled groan!

Haitang didn't take action. She just turned around slightly, and the cloth shoes that seemed to be too lazy to leave the ground were rustling, and for some reason, her people had already reached behind Gundam.

Gundam had accumulated a long time of true energy and could not find a channel for venting it at this moment. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of splendor.

Haitang smiled, turned around and patted his shoulder gently. An inexplicable look flashed on the ordinary face: "Fan Xian and I are friends, I think he will be willing to see me at this time."

As her palm was about to fall on Gao Da's shoulder, a very soft warm current passed by.

Gundam slowly closed his eyes, exerted force with his right hand, and the long sword turned around beside him, and he rushed into the floor of the stone beside his feet. The gravel was slightly messy, and the tip of the knife was more than three inches into the ground!

During this encounter, although Gundam was extremely skilled, he was still not as good as Shanghai Tang's realm. Moreover, the other party's identity was a bit special, so he couldn't make a move and suffered a loss.

Gundam knew that he could not stop Haitang, but he refused to let the "young master" in the room face Haitang alone, so he turned around and followed the shaking figure into the yard.

The Jinyiwei, an official from the Northern Qi Dynasty in the rear, did not keep up tactfully. As long as Miss Haitang confirms whether Fan Xian is in the room, she will become a person. Why should she take risks?

"Good morning, Miss Haitang." Wang Qinian, holding light salt water and holding a miniature mace, appeared on the courtyard corridor where Haitang must pass. This confidant Fan Xian had seen Haitang several times and was familiar with it.

Haitang smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was here to delay time, but he was not in a hurry. He said, "What is the one in his hand?"

Wang Qinian took out the "micro mace" from his mouth, reached it in front of Haitang, and said with a smile: "The toothbrush invented by my adult."

"Toothbrush?" Haitang was slightly stunned and said, "Brush your teeth?"

"yes."

"Why don't you use willow branches?"

"Because this guy is easy to use, soft and delicate," Wang Qinian said with a plea. At this time, he realized that it was a very disrespectful thing to put the toothbrush that he had come into contact with his stinky mouth in front of Miss Haitang. He quickly put it back and apologized repeatedly.

Haitang smiled bitterly, shook her head and walked in. Wang Qinian threw the bowl and the house to his subordinates and followed her happily. She was almost forty people and ran faster than a rabbit. While walking, she chatted with Miss Haitang all the time. She also said that Lord Fan had excessive drinking yesterday, so she was afraid she was still resting at this time. What should I do if the girl will come back later?

In fact, everyone knew that in the early morning, Haitang suddenly appeared in the mission. Of course, it was impossible for her to pass by. She must see Fan Xian.

In the distance of the corridor, a figure in white clothes looked at the two of them. Haitang was touched. When she turned her head, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her pupils: "It turned out to be Yun Da Talent."

Yan Bingyun could see that Ku He's closed disciple was in a bad mood. Although he had been released by the Jinyiwei, he had always been careful to hide in the back house, not wanting to stimulate the officials and people of Northern Qi. Before he was imprisoned, when Haitang returned to the palace, he had met as a talented man in Yun. Today, he met Haitang and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and retreated silently.

Looking at the closed wooden door in front of him, Haitang frowned and reached out to push.

She is a girl's house. Although everyone knows that she has a little friendship with Fan Xian, it is inevitable that she will be a bit unceremonious when she pushes the door like this. Wang Qinian was frightened and wanted to stop him in front of the door. However, his lightness skills were excellent, and his skills were eighteen levels away from this beautiful girl in heaven. When a strong wind blew by, the wooden door creaked and opened.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Wang Qinian's forehead, and I don't know if it's time to do it.

Haitang looked at the big bed in the room quietly and suddenly said, "Mr. Wang, you go back."

Wang Qinian did not move.

A somewhat tired and cold voice came from the room: "Wang Qinian, please step down."

Wang Qinian took a deep breath, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and immediately returned to calmness, bowed and said, "Yes, Lord Fan."

Haitang walked in lightly with lotus steps, and the wooden door behind her was closed without wind. She didn't seem to be surprised or anxious. She took out the teapot from the table, sucked the cup of cold tea into the cup, sipped it lightly, and then sat on the round stool next to the big bed.

On the big bed, under the brocade quilt, Fan Xian's face was slightly pale, his eyes were slightly smiled, and he looked at the village girl sitting beside his bed with interest. After a moment, he said, "You are going to keep watching this."

Haitang stretched out his hand to cover his lips, yawned and said, "If the Queen Mother hadn't invited me to see you, would you think I'd be happy to see you in the early morning?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Although I don't like my appearance very much, I know it has nothing to do with the word ugly." He looked down and said, "I believe that she is not an ugly person either."

Under the quilt, Fan Xian opened his clothes and was in his naked chest, with long hair as beautiful as a black waterfall.

"I drank Huajiu for a day and a night." Haitang seemed to yawn again as if she couldn't see the woman in his arms, "It didn't look very beautiful."

"You're going to keep watching this?"

"I don't think that Lord Fan seems to be trying to stop me from watching." Haitang said with a smile.

After all, Fan Xian became embarrassed and said, "Please avoid it for a while, so that the girl in my arms can wear clothes." He said calmly: "Girls don't have to give me face, but they always have to give face to the girl. Why bother to make things difficult for women?"

After the singer-songwriter packed up, he looked back at Fan Xian reluctantly. The slight resentment, shame and charm in his eyes made Fan Xian praise her acting in his heart. The singer-songwriter bowed to Haitang with a little awe, then pulled up the hem of his skirt, and walked out of the room in small steps, leaving only Haitang and Fan Xian.

Fan Xian was still lying on the bed, putting his hands behind his head, not caring that Haitang was staring out of his naked upper body.

Haitang is also a wonderful person. He neither pretended to be shy nor scolded him. He ignored him like the young man on the bed, and said directly: "Do you know what happened in the past two days?"

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, but after a moment, he laughed: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to do these verbal skills with you. Since I'm in Shangjing, there is no reason I don't know. Uesugi Tu lost a group of subordinates this time, and Sean was killed by you. I believe your teacher will be very happy. Congratulations to the girl, congratulations to the girl."

Haitang looked at him quietly, and the oppression in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but Fan Xian seemed to be unable to feel the slightest, and still smiled: "Yes, I know this will happen, so in order to avoid suspicion, I had to lock myself in the mission for two days. I believe the girl can understand."

Haitang didn't know whether what he said was true or false, but before in the courtyard, she had given Fan Xian enough time with Wang Qinian's delay, and no one knew why Haitang was willing to do this.

Since Fan Xian was in the mission, Haitang couldn't ask anything anymore. The seemingly beautiful young southern official in front of him was actually a person who was in a state of ease, so he would not be caught by himself.

She stood up, put her hands in her big pockets, and suddenly looked at Fan Xian with high interest. Fan Xian secretly moved his domineering true energy, and his beautiful face turned red in accordance with the situation.

"Why is blushing?" Haitang asked with a smile.

"High-looking." Fan Xian suddenly felt that a dangerous situation was approaching. His mental loss for one or two nights immediately turned pale.

"Why is it white again?"
Chapter completed!