The gray wolf walking to the east hall gate looked at Yang Yong beside him, and couldn't help but admire: "Lao Yang, you really deserve to be a housekeeper! You can be neither arrogant nor humble towards the lord, I don’t dare to breathe when I see him. One."
Yang Yong smiled gently: "It's okay, we just have to remember that our master is Xuanyuan Moze. Others should be respectful or respectful, and there is no need to fear anyone."
"No wonder the master lets you handle everything. If you change to me, I can't do it." When the master left, the entire mansion was in charge of Yang Yong, and nothing happened. Switching to him, he doesn't have this ability. .
"Everyone has their own strengths. I can't match what you have."
He got excited when he heard this, and asked excitedly: "Oh? Is there anything you can't compare to me? What is it?"
Hearing this, Yang Yong's mouth twitched and glanced at him: "I don't have the drive to go forward."
"Oh? That's it, that's it, you have to think and think about everything in case of trouble. I'm not like you. I will do it if I don't agree with you. It's straightforward and quick." He nodded, quite proud.
Yang Yong smiled gently and didn't speak any more, until he came to the door of the East Hall, waited for about an hour, and saw the two people coming out of it, his gentle eyes flashed a little light, no trace. Look at the two of them.
The man was about twenty-five years old. He was dressed in a purple robe with a jade belt wrapped around his waist. His face was handsome and beautiful. However, his skin was slightly white and his whole body felt not masculine, but slightly feminine.
As for the woman next to him, in a gorgeous dress, with her hands upright in front of her, her steps are steady and elegant, her face is beautiful with her innate nobleness, and her brows have a red mark like flames. It also added a strange style to her, and the dynamic style in her eyes was charming and unforgettable at first sight.
The two most valued by the Chishui Dynasty, one of the eight empires, were beyond his expectation.
Putting away his thoughts, he stepped forward slowly, arching his hands together and bowing: "Under Yang Yong, I have seen Prince Chishui and the Third Princess."
"Yang Yong?" Prince Chishui's slender eyes swept away and fell on him.
"Yes, I am here to pick up the two people into the mansion by the order of the master."
"Your master is Xuanyuan Moze?"
"Exactly."
"Lead the way ahead." He flicked his hand, motioning.
"Please." He stepped out slightly, making a please gesture, and then took them out with the gray wolf.
Prince Chishui and the third princess came to the Xuanyuan Dynasty and brought a mighty group of people. Therefore, when this group of people went to the Prince's Mansion, it also caused everyone to look at it mightily.
It's just that, except for some of their cronies, no one else can enter the mansion. Therefore, after Prince Chishui arrived at the gate of the mansion, he asked the people around him to set up the accompanying guards, taking him and his sister together. Only ten cronies entered the mansion.
Yang Yong personally took them to the North Yard to settle down. The entire North Yard was given to them as a resting place. Then, he looked at the two and said, "If you two feel that there is something lacking, you can ask the next person to find me, and I will give Two arrangements."
"Yeah." Prince Chishui replied, and after looking around for a while, he asked: "Where is your master? All the guests have entered the door. Isn't he going to avoid seeing him?"