Qin Wu said coldly, "Master, the national teacher sent me to assist you, hoping that I can help you complete the task as soon as possible. Now you are beginning to pity Yun Ruoyue, how do you explain to the national teacher?"

Long Qianche coldly brushed his sleeves, with a pressing aura, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you! In short, I will continue to find ways to kill Yun Ruoyue. If you are fine, you can return to Xueyue country by yourself!"

Seeing Long Qianche trying to distract himself, Qin Wu said angrily: "Impossible son, since I have received the order of the national teacher, I must assist you and urge you to complete the task as soon as possible."

"Enough, Qin Wu, am I the master or are you the master? Do you dare to disobey my orders?" Long Qianche said angrily, with the majesty of a powerful man between his brows.

"Qin Wu dare not, but the son, a hundred years will be coming soon. If you don't finish the task quickly, once you let the female emperor find the saint, then you will ruin the great affairs of the national teacher!" Qin Wu said bitterly.

"I know, I have my own judgment on this matter, you don't have to say more. Remember, you are not allowed to make your own claims without my order. If it's okay, I will go first!"

After Long Qianche finished speaking, his body flashed lightly and disappeared above him.

Seeing his figure, Qin Wu shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, a young man with a hard heart would be soft-hearted for a woman.

-

Early that morning, after Xue Wuxia got up, she dressed as usual and asked Chanjuan to comb his hair.

This time, Xue Wuxia didn't stare at him and admire it anymore. He sat in front of the vanity mirror, thinking about Long Qianche's motives in his heart.

Chanjuan rarely saw her son so sentimental, so she asked curiously, "Eldest prince, what are you thinking?"

Xue Wuxia said quietly: "Chan Juan, you said, we are here to find the saint. Why is this Long Qianche not looking for the saint in a hurry, but rather interested in Yun Ruoyue?"

Chanjuan shook her head and said: "I don't know, he is so close to Princess Li, he doesn't like Princess Li, right?"

"How is it possible? He only has Bai Yingluo in his heart, so he won't change his heart so easily. Besides, he and Princess Li have only known each other for a few days, how can there be such a deep relationship? In my opinion, he must have other motives." Xue Wuxia road.

"Other motives? I can't think of that!" Chanjuan said dumbly.

After speaking, she continued to comb Xue Wuxia's hair.

Xue Wuxia no longer stared at the mirror for narcissism today, so she looked at him a few more times.

Looking at Xue Wuxia's face, Yun Ruoyue's face suddenly flashed in Chanjuan's heart.

Then, she took a closer look at Xue Wuxia, and suddenly said: "Prince, how do I think you and Princess Li look alike?"

"No? I look like her?" Xue Wuxia said in disbelief.

Chanjuan nodded, "Yes, your charm and eyes are very similar."

Xue Wuxia smiled: "Of course, ugly things have their own characteristics, but beautiful things are always similar. Both Princess Li and I look good, and it's normal to look similar."

With that, he got up, shook his folding fan and walked out.

Chanjuan couldn't help vomiting: "The prince, you mean, you are something?"

"This..." Xue Wuxia coughed sharply and almost choked.

Can he answer that he is not something?

-

After stepping out of the room, Xue Wuxia found that the flowers were blooming brightly this summer, so she decided to take a stroll in the garden twice.

When he was strolling around, a group of little maids carrying flower pots came over from the other side.

The little maids came to the garden to plant flowers. When they saw Xue Wuxia, they blushed and looked at him secretly.

The bold, still winking at him.

Seeing this, Xue Wuxia hurriedly blew a kiss to everyone, and the crowd "wow" immediately.

Xue Wuxia squinted at everyone, then shook the folding fan and walked forward.

Seeing his Ying Chang's back, the little maids started talking in a low voice.

"Wow! Young Master Xue is so handsome!"

"Yeah! Even the back is so handsome, he blew us a kiss just now! That's so gentle!"

"Unexpectedly, a man can be so shameless and beautiful, it's really rare!"

"Hey, isn't this closed moon shameless flower describing a woman? Why do you use idioms indiscriminately."

"Who told Master Xue to look more beautiful than a woman? But have you noticed that Master Xue looks a bit like our princess!"

"Yes, I found it too! This Young Master Xue's eyebrows look like a princess, I don't know, he thought they were long-lost siblings!"

Hearing these words, Xue Wuxia's body suddenly stiffened.

He turned around incredulously, a flash of shock in his eyes.

Why do these people and Chanjuan think he looks like Yun Ruoyue?

Why does Long Qianche know that finding the saint is very important, but let the saint not look for it, so he wants to tell a lie to approach Yun Ruoyue?

Is it?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly walked to everyone and asked nervously: "Several people, what did you just say?"

Seeing that Xue Wuxia had a conversation with everyone, she dared to say: "My son, we are complimenting you for your good-looking appearance."

"No, later, what are you talking about later?" Xue Wuxia said excitedly.

"We said that you look a lot like our princess, especially this temperament, like brothers and sisters, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Xue Wuxia suddenly grabbed the girl's arm and said excitedly: "Girl, dare you ask how old your princess is this year?"

The little maid looked at him suspiciously, "My son, why are you asking this?"

Xue Wuxia hesitated for a moment, and said: "Uh, your princess treats me very well, but I have nothing to repay her. I want to know her birthday, so that I can prepare a birthday gift for her to repay her for taking care of her."

Xue Wuxia said, letting go of the little maid's arm.

However, his hand was already shaking uncontrollably.

The little maid breathed a sigh of relief. She said: "That's it! I heard that our princess will be eighteen years old in a few months, and it's still early. As for how long her birthday is, we are newcomers. It’s not clear."

"Eighteen years old?" Xue Wuxia couldn't help shaking when she heard this.

At eighteen, his sister will be eighteen in two months.

How could it be so coincidental?

Is his guess true?

Yue'er is most likely his sister?

Seeing that Xue Wuxia's face was not good, the little maid said hurriedly: "My son, what's the matter with you?"

Xue Wuxia then came back to her senses, "No, nothing, I just think your princess is so young, and you have children at such a young age! Okay, you can plant flowers first, I'm leaving now!"

With that said, he turned around and walked towards Feiyue Pavilion excitedly.

He was going to Feiyue Pavilion to see Yun Ruoyue, and he wanted to inquire about her.

-

Soon, Xue Wuxia came to Feiyue Pavilion.

Only when he reached the entrance of Feiyue Pavilion, he saw Yun Ruoyue drying herbs there.