Chapter 1260
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Hui Lang looked at Yang Yong beside him as he walked towards the Eastern Hall. He couldn't help but say in admiration, "Old Yang, you're really a butler! You're neither haughty nor humble in front of the king. I don't even dare to breathe loudly when I see him. "
Yang Yong smiled warmly, "That's nothing. We just have to remember that our master is called Xuanyuan Moze. Everyone else has to be respectful. There's no need to be afraid of anyone."
"No wonder master lets you handle everything. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it." In the past, when master left, the entire residence was under Yang Yong's management. Nothing happened. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to do it.
"Everyone has their own strengths. I can't compare to what you have."
Hearing this, he became excited and asked excitedly, "Oh? You have something that I can't compare to you? What is it? "
Hearing this, Yang Yong's mouth twitched. He glanced at him, "I don't have the courage to move forward."
"Oh? Is that so? That's true. You have to think twice when you encounter a problem. I'm not like you, taking action without a word. Direct and quick. "He nodded, rather pleased with himself.
Yang Yong smiled warmly and did not say anything else. When he arrived at the entrance of the Eastern Palace Hall, he waited for approximately two hours before he saw the two of them walk out. A glint flashed in his warm eyes as he began to size them up without leaving a trace.
The man was about twenty-five years old. He wore a purple robe with a jade belt around his waist. His face was handsome and outstanding. However, his skin was slightly pale. He didn't give off a masculine aura, but rather a feminine aura.
As for the woman by his side, she wore a gorgeous dress. Her hands were placed upright before her, and her footsteps were steady and elegant. Her peerlessly beautiful appearance carried an innate nobility, and the red mark that seemed like a flame between her brows added an unusual elegance to her. Her eyes were suffused with a charming charm that was unforgettable.
As expected of the two most important people of the Chishui Dynasty, one of the eight great empires. These two people were outstanding beyond his expectations.
He put away his thoughts and slowly walked forward. He cupped his hands and bowed, "This one is Yang Yong. Greetings to Prince Chishui and the third princess."
"Yang Yong?" Prince Chishui's slender eyes swept over and landed on Yang Yong.
"Yes, I'm here to welcome the two of you into the mansion under my master's orders."
"Your master is Xuanyuan Moze?"
"Exactly."
"Lead the way." He waved his hand, indicating for them to follow.
"Please." He leaned to the side and gestured for them to leave. Then, he and Hui Lang led them out.
Prince Chishui and the third princess came to the Xuanyuan Empire with a group of people. Therefore, when this group of people arrived at the Crown Prince's Mansion, they also attracted the attention of everyone.
However, other than some of their trusted aides, no one else was allowed to enter the mansion. Therefore, when Prince Chishui arrived at the gate of the mansion, he ordered his men to settle down the accompanying guards. He and his sister brought ten trusted aides into the mansion.
Yang Yong personally led them to the Northern Courtyard to settle down. The entire Northern Courtyard was given to them as a place to rest. Then, he looked at the two of them and said, "If the two of you are lacking anything, you can ask the servants to find me. I will arrange it for the two of you."
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