Chapter 883: Zhao Yun

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This is, the regent came over here, followed by the little emperor, and the little emperor was holding Xiaobai in his arms.

"Uncle Huang, why did this woman come to live in the General's Mansion?" The little emperor asked with some curiosity, not understanding why that annoying woman came to live in the general's mansion.

The regent looked down at the little fat man beside him and said, "Just like Xiaobai, homeless." ”

The regent's words were not small, and they happened to be heard by Song Ning'er, and Song Ning'er's face was blue and red for a while.

The man was practical, but it was hard to hear.

"Lord Wang." Zhao Yun shouted at the regent.

Song Ning'er was originally planning to have a seizure, but when she heard Zhao Yun respectfully shout at the man, she instantly felt like she had been poured a basin of cold water, drenching her head to her feet.

That man turned out to be the prince, there was a prince in the dynasty, that was the regent, a man who mastered the life of the beam, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain.

"See the prince." Song Ning'er hurriedly saluted the regent, and didn't dare to raise her head.

She didn't know that the regent was in the General's Mansion at this time.

And the child next to the regent just called the regent the emperor's uncle, could it be that this child is today's son?

Thinking of this, Song Ning'er only felt powerless, she seemed to have offended the emperor just now.

In just a few seconds, a layer of cold sweat had already appeared behind Song Ning'er's back.

"Is this going to leave?" Yan Xiaomo didn't have the slightest intention of saluting the regent, she was in the same boat as the regent now, and there was no big occasion, so she didn't bother to salute this cunning man.

"It's not too early." The regent said lightly, lowering his eyes slightly, and the breeze blew the hair in his ears, messy but graceful.

Yan Xiaomo glanced at Song Ning'er who was kneeling on the ground and the little maid beside her, and turned back to the regent: "Since I am Xiaotuanzi's master, can the palace provide accommodation?" ”

"Mob? You ......" Zhao Yun suddenly became nervous when he heard Yan Xiaomo's words.

"Zilong, there are guests in the General's Mansion, hello to entertain, the palace is magnificent, I like that kind of place very much, it's good to stay for a while."

Yan Xiaomo smiled easily, not that she was afraid of Song Ning'er, nor did she want to escape, but she just wanted to see what kind of feelings Zhao Yun had for her.

Now that Zhao Yun's favorability towards herself is seventy-five, this favorability should already be regarded as liking, and she wants to force Zhao Yun's favorability towards herself.

In fact, this is also a bit dangerous, if Zhao Yun's favorability towards him is reduced because of his departure, it will be a bit more than worth the loss.

No matter what, Yan Xiaomo decided to take a gamble and bet on her understanding of Zhao Yun.

"Great, master, you can live with me, my bed is very big." The little emperor applauded, and the master wanted to go into the palace with him, which was really good.

The regent smiled lowly, feeling a little happy inexplicably, "The doors of the palace are open for you at any time. ”

"Okay, thank you, you guys go first, I'll come over in a while."

Yan Xiaomo nodded, she asked the regent and Xiao Tuanzi to leave first, and she still had to say something to Zhao Yun.

At this time, Song Ning'er's heart was already cold.

That woman turned out to be the current emperor's master, and she thought that Yan Xiaomo was a woman who was indiscriminate.

She really can't be compared with Yan Xiaomo, whether it is her appearance or identity, she was left behind by Yan Xiaomo.