"I have a solution." Yi Qingshan suddenly said to Fei Ling'er with a treacherous smile: "How about letting him go with you?"

Han Sanqian?

Fei Linger frowned. Not everyone is qualified to read the Xuanyuan Secret Code. There are all the secrets of the Xuanyuan world recorded there. If he really came from another world, let him know the secrets of the Xuanyuan world. Not a good thing.

However, Yi Qingshan's proposal is the most likely. With Han Sanqian, he can avoid the danger of entering the dark forest to the greatest extent.

"This matter can be considered, but we need to be cautious." Fei Ling'er said.

"This is your own business, it has nothing to do with me." Yi Qingshan quickly cleared his responsibility, after all, he is not a member of the imperial court, and he can indeed ignore what happened in the imperial court.

"Then when do you plan to return to Xia Kingdom?" Fei Ling'er asked.

Yi Qingshan began to dodge Fei Linger's eyes. This time, he didn't think about going back. After all, the woman in Jingwushan didn't know when she would calm down. He would definitely not return to Xia Guo during the ringing period. .

"I'll take a look around, you don't have to worry about me, don't worry, I will never make trouble in the imperial court again." Yi Qingshan said.

"From today onwards, follow me, otherwise, I will personally send you back." Fei Ling'er said firmly. Yi Qingshan has no feelings for the imperial court, so he is absolutely unscrupulous here. With him staying by his side, Fei Ling'er was worried.

"No need, don't you believe me?" Yi Qingshan said with a bitter face.

"Can I trust you? The last time you came to the imperial court, the incident was not big enough?" Fei Ling'er said coldly.

"The last time was just an accident, an absolute accident, don't worry, I will definitely restrain myself this time." Yi Qingshan said.

"You have no choice. If you don't, I will report this matter to Emperor Zun, and you will be unable to move an inch in the imperial court." Fei Ling'er didn't give Yi Qingshan the slightest chance, because she knew that Yi Qingshan would never be honest. Playing with mountains and rivers.

Yi Qingshan sighed, and said: "Do you have to make such a decision? If Emperor Zun knew that I was in the imperial court, wouldn't the Lord of Xia also know about it?"

"So, how do you plan to choose?" Fei Ling'er laughed.

Yi Qingshan lowered his head helplessly. In this situation, besides compromising, does he have any other choice?

"Okay, listen to you, who made me like you for so many years." Yi Qingshan said shamelessly.

A trace of strong anger flashed across Fei Linger's brows, Yi Qingshan quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm joking, don't be angry, old friends for so many years, can't you just make a joke?"

"From now on, you are my younger brother. Don't talk nonsense in front of Han Sanqian," Fei Ling'er warned.

Yi Qingshan smiled, transformed himself from a bad old man into a young guy, and said with a smile: "Look at this image, is it suitable to be your younger brother?"

Fei Ling'er didn't comment, after all, she knew Yi Qingshan's true appearance, no matter what Yi Qingshan became, she couldn't change Yi Qingshan's appearance in her heart.

Feng Mall, Han Sanqian is ready to leave here.

Since the West Wing City is the best place to start a sect, it is natural to go to the West Wing City.

"Master, are we leaving?" Huang Xiaoyong asked Han Sanqian with regret.

"Is there anything else you miss?" Han Sanqian asked doubtfully.

Huang Xiaoyong sighed, it was a great pity for Huang Xiaoyong that he finally came to Feng Mall, but he didn't leave his footprints in the brothel here.

No matter where the young master of the city lord goes, he will definitely go to the brothel to drink two glasses of flower wine, this time it is an exception.

"Master, why don't we have a few drinks?" Huang Xiaoyong asked Han Sanqian cautiously.

Han Sanqian slapped Huang Xiaoyong on the forehead, and said, "If you are like this, you still want to pursue Yingying. I advise you to give up quickly." JrNovels.com