C407 Disclosure of whereabouts

"Who are these two people? Why did the Hundred Blossom Lady gift this year's specially made Peach Blossom Wine to them?" A clear male voice whispered.

A clear and melodious female voice sounded from the side. "I don't know either. Every year, Mistress Hundred Flowers would develop a new flower brew, but in the past, it would always be given to the crown prince. What luck did these two have this year to actually be able to win the favor of Lady Hundred Blossom. "

Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong had heard all the whispers they had made to each other. They had only chuckled and looked at each other, not uttering a single word.

Having received the best gift, being chattered by others didn't seem like much of a big deal.

When Gongsun Heng brought An Muxi to return from the fake mountain to the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the game of drumming flowers was already over. At that moment, he just happened to catch the scene of the servant giving Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong the Peach Blossom Wine.

Her ice-cold eyes continued to observe everything attentively as Lady Hundred Blossom slowly approached Gongsun Heng and stood half a step away from him. With a smile on his face, he said softly, "Are these two the distinguished guests of His Highness the Crown Prince this year?"

"Yes." Gongsun Heng replied indifferently, his eyes still staring at Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong.

"His Highness is still as cold-hearted and heartless as ever." Lady Hundred Flowers' tone was somewhat plaintive, but her eyes were filled with a probing, teasing, and entertaining look.

An Muxi, who was standing on the other side of Gongsun Heng, curled his lips as he quietly refuted Lady Bai Hua's words in his heart.

His Highness's heart was entirely with that woman, Xie Qingrong. It was just that his Highness had disguised himself well, so it was as if they were blind and could not see through it.

Gongsun Heng casually glanced at Mistress Hundred Blossom. It was just a casual look, but Mistress Hundred Blossom could see a hint of warning in his eyes.

He was about to blurt out a joke and forcefully swallowed it back down, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something. It didn't move up and down; the choking feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

"I urge Madam to not act rashly. Otherwise, when you regret your actions in the future, blame yourself for being too ruthless and merciless." Gongsun Heng said coldly, and then left the Hundred Flowers Banquet. She did not even bother to greet Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen at the end.

An Muxi subconsciously raised his leg to follow Gongsun Heng's footsteps, but just as his footsteps landed, he paused for a moment and retracted his foot that was already in the air.

Gongsun Heng took two steps forward. He realized that there were no familiar footsteps beside him, nor was there the comforting breathing which was familiar to him. His brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of strange emotion emerged from his usually indifferent and indifferent eyes.

He said coldly: "An Muxi."

An Muxi immediately understood and took a deep breath. He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and followed behind Gongsun Heng, step by step.

In one hand, Xie Qingrong held the pot of wine with the Peach Blossom Wine in the other, while holding onto Xuanyuan Chen's sleeve, she was about to leave the Hundred Flowers Banquet. A fan suddenly appeared in front of him. The hand holding the fan was slender and fair, with distinct joints. It gave off a very beautiful feeling.

Looking up, he saw the master of the fan. He was dressed in snow-white clothes, with one half of his long hair tied up in a jade crown, and the other half casually draped over his shoulders.

He lightly waved his fan, giving off the appearance of an elegant and graceful young noble.

It was just that Xie Qingrong was a little doubtful in her heart. She did not really understand the aesthetics of the ancients, why did they always like to wear white robes?

Although he was impatient, he didn't reveal any of his emotions.

"Who are you?" The young master in white asked with a smile on his face.

Without waiting for Xie Qingrong to reply, she closed her folding fan and slightly raised Xie Qingrong's chin, then laughed: "A beauty with such beauty, so beautiful that it can topple nations."

Xie Qingrong's eyes dimmed slightly, and the dense unhappiness in her heart gradually rose. Before she could start to fix the white-clothed gongzi, Xuanyuan Chen had already forcefully broke the folding fan of the white-clothed gongzi first and threw it on the ground. He looked at her in disdain.

"Young master, if you want to know my wife's name, you can ask. But you actually acted so frivolously to my wife and teased her in front of her husband. Is this the etiquette of Chu Country? " Xuanyuan Chen was so angry that he laughed instead.

Xie Qingrong had already understood the surging waves that were hidden in Xuanyuan Chen's deep eyes. However, she did not plan to stop Xuanyuan Chen's actions. After all, she was not too happy about the actions of this so-called white-clothed gongzi.

"Sorry. This humble one did not know that this beautiful madam is your wife and has offended you in many ways. The man in white cupped his fists and said apologetically.

However, did he really not know that Xie Qingrong was Xuanyuan Chen's wife?

When Mistress Hundred Blossom had brought the Peach Blossom Wine over, the congratulatory gift that the maidservant had given to the couple was a blessing in disguise. They had already openly revealed the relationship between Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen.

[Does this guy really not know, or does he pretend not to know?]

However, seeing that the white-clothed gongzi knew that he could correct his mistake, he put aside his previous frivolous actions. Since they were about to leave Chu Country anyway, it was better to not cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Since this young master has already spoken too humbly, I shall not chase after such an unpleasant past." Xie Qingrong laughed, his eyes squinting, his face smiling.

It was clearly a gentle appearance, but for some reason, when the white-clothed gongzi saw Xie Qingrong's smile, he felt even more terrified.

"Alright." The white-clothed gongzi could only reply while holding up his slightly numb scalp.

Seeing that, Xie Qingrong knew that the young master in white had given in and left the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

Unexpectedly, before they had walked far, they heard a familiar voice call out from behind them, "Wait, wait."

Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong immediately stopped their footsteps. Xie Qingrong turned around and realized that it was the man in white who was pestering him just now. Impatience flashed across her face as she asked indifferently: "Sir, is there something else I can help you with?"

The man in white was running so fast that he was out of breath, "I haven't asked for your name yet. I am Fan Zexi, what might you two be called? "

Xuanyuan Chen pursed his lips and said: "My surname is Xuanyuan and my name is Chen. This is my wife, the Xie Clan's Qingqing."

Fan Zexi was shocked by Xuanyuan Chen's and Xie Qingrong's real names as he widened his eyes.

He pointed at the two items and said in shock, "Could it be that you …" Fan Zexi did not ask the complete question, since it was a busy street full of people, he knew the art of languages.

Xuanyuan Chen frowned and put down the finger Fan Zexi had pointed at him. He nodded and admitted, "Just as Master Fan has thought, I hope Master Fan does not spread the news about me and the Crown Princess's whereabouts."