Prince, Not Tonight

Finally, Nan Si Yue arrived at the main hall.

The people invited by Ah Gou were already waiting impatiently in the main hall. However, their expressions were still respectful when they saw Nan Si Yue. At the very least, they were definitely courteous.

Compared to the luxury of the Southern King's Mansion, this place was like a normal big family with simple and elegant decorations. The hall only had a few sandalwood chairs and a few vases from the official kiln; apart from this, there was nothing else.

Nan Siyue walked to the chair directly in front of her. When her knees touched the edge of the chair, he turned around and sat down.

To a place he was unfamiliar with, Nan Si Yue was even more cautious than usual. However, that caution didn't change at all. Others wouldn't be able to see through it at all.

"So you are the Southern King's Highness." As soon as he sat down, a charming laugh came from below. Ah Wu walked over slowly and stopped five steps away from Nan Si Yue, clicked his tongue, and sighed with a hint of amazement: "Looks like my life in this world has been wasted. I thought that I had seen many beauties in the world already, but in the past few days, I have been able to compare all of them with the past. "However, Your Highness, we and the Southern King's Mansion have always kept to ourselves. For Your Highness to put in so much effort in inviting us here, what is your esteemed duty?"

"Although His Majesty ordered us not to have any conflicts with the Southern King's Mansion, we are also not under their jurisdiction. We still have matters to attend to, so we hope that His Highness the Southern King will speak quickly and not drag this out." Another burly man with a gloomy expression said in a rough voice.

When he heard his rude words, his eyebrows arched and his hand on his sword, he wanted to reprimand her.

Nan Si Yue turned her face to the side and swept her sparkling eyes over Ah Man. As a result, he held his breath, retracting his curses and changing his tone, "Your Highness, this is the Phoenix Wood, the third of the four halls."

"My name is Nangong Yu, number two. "This is number four, Ah Cai." Following the back of the sturdy man named Phoenix Wood, a refined looking young man dressed in white lightly stood up with a folding fan in hand, and said while cupping his hands.

"Nangong Yu, Phoenix Wood, Ah Cai …" Nan Si Yue silently repeated these three names before frowning slightly and asking coldly, "Where is the old ghost?"

The old ghost was the leader of the Ye Clan's four palaces, and was also the most troublesome person in the four palaces.

"Big Bro has something to do and might be a bit late. Please forgive me, Your Highness. " Nangong Yu's speech was very proper, full of words, carrying the aura of a scholar. Those who did not know where this pedant came from.

However, since then, the number of people who'd died at the hands of the four halls in the past few years was probably no less than a few hundred.

All of their hands were drenched in blood.

"Is the old ghost going to deal with Tang San?" Nan Si Yue's tone was still cold. She actually didn't have any intention of showing any arrogance. However, that high sense of alienation still made these three adults who were usually below one person feel unhappy.

Nangong Yu still hadn't said anything, but the Phoenix Wood couldn't hold it in any longer. With his robe open, he said with his hands on his hips, "Where big brother is going is our business, His Highness the Southern King is overstepping his boundaries!"

"The reason I called you here, is to let you tell Ye Jia. I will not interfere in other matters, but Ye Jia, Tang San and that woman by his side cannot move. " Nan Si Yue was not angry either — in any case, he could not see the current attitude of the Phoenix Wood, or perhaps, he had never taken the feelings of others seriously. He was in his world.