Xiao Liuzi immediately drew the sword from his waist: "How could the First Prince have arrived so quickly?"
He walked towards the door with a wary expression, gripping his sword, ready to fight them to the death.
"Who is it?" Xiao Liu asked.
"A friend from Lingqi sends his greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince." Nangong Liuli immediately recognized the cold, emotionless voice.
"Little Liu, put your sword away!"
Sure enough, the moment he opened the door, Ye Lisheng and Fan Feng stood in the doorway.
"The Prince of Anyang?"
"Please come in!"
Nangong Liuli led him into the house, her eyes filled with a hint of respect.
Although they are from opposing countries and have different nationalities, Nangong Liuli has always admired Ye Lisheng.
The fact that he single-handedly destroyed a country was enough for him to admire for a long time.
"The visit of the Prince of Anyang truly brings honor to this humble abode," he said sincerely.
He had always wanted the two countries to not go to war, a point on which the two shared the same opinion.
Xiao Liuzi lingered curiously on Ye Lisheng's face for a while longer, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Prince Anyang, didn't you die in that fire?"
He had barely finished speaking when he was met with a devastating blow from his own son, the Crown Prince: "Do you even know how to talk to someone?"
Fan Feng glanced at Xiao Liuzi speechlessly and said, "You're quite bold, kid!"
"He's the Prince of Anyang, how could he die so easily?"
Little Liu covered his head, which had been hit, and looked aggrieved: "That's true!"
"Your Highness Prince Anyang was very rude just now, please forgive my petty offense!"
Nangong Liuli looked at him and asked, "How did the Prince of Anyang know that I was staying here today?"
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