Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1836

Hong Que was originally looking over here, but upon seeing this, he immediately turned around and hid in the cabin.

For such a long time, none of them said a word.

Chi Shuang sighed softly, "Xinghe, please stay."

"No!" Tang Xinghe walked forward with his knife in hand, his back stubborn.

Chi Shuang called again, "Master Ma, please stay. I don't need so many people following me."

"I won't." Ma Chuyang said grimly and followed Tang Xinghe's steps.

Just as the three walked several feet away, the river wind suddenly picked up, blowing up the snow on the shore. A nobleman wearing a royal blue fox fur coat came towards them, followed by two followers in black clothes.

The snow in Guicheng fell so early.

The silver fox fur on the collar of his fox fur coat trembled slightly in the wind, making his face look like a handsome jade.

"Wait a minute." The guards on the boat held their halberds in ambush, their iron halberds gleaming coldly in the snow. "This is a private boat, no outsiders are allowed to approach."

The nobleman stopped walking upon hearing this, smiled faintly across the halberd, took out a gold-painted visiting card from his bosom and handed it over respectfully, "Please tell them that the Xie family of Wuzhou has come to pay a special visit to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The guard's heart trembled. The other party actually knew that this was the princess's ship! When he took the visiting card, his fingertips touched the coolness of the gilded paper.

He hesitated and looked at the man in front of him - gold woven patterns were faintly visible under the royal blue fox fur, the jade pendant on his waist was as warm as water, and even the posture of the two followers behind him revealed the demeanor of a wealthy family.

"Wait here." The guard put down the halberd, turned around and stepped onto the deck, with his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He looked back every three steps, and his vigilant eyes swept across the three people on the shore like a knife.

Two armored guards immediately filled the vacant positions, crossed their iron spears into a cross, and forced the nobleman and his entourage back to one foot away from the ship.

The young master did not take it as an offense, but nodded slightly.

In the cold wind, snowflakes fell, making tiny noises on the bluestone slabs.

The nobleman gathered the collar of his fox fur coat, and the sound of jade pendants colliding could be heard faintly from his sleeves. The followers behind him retreated half a step tacitly, leaving neat footprints on the snow, just outside the boundary pointed by the halberd tip.

After just a moment, a corner of the cabin curtain was lifted, bringing in a little smell of charcoal fire in the warm room.

The guard bowed and stepped back, making way for a maid wrapped in a sable-skin cloak.

Her collar was densely trimmed with wind hair, her hands were folded in her warm sleeves, and a silver hairpin in her hair reflected the light of snow. She was none other than Miss Beihui, the most favored girl beside Princess Haiyan.

The guard unconsciously took another half step back. The soles of his boots slipped slightly on the frosty deck, and even his breathing became lighter.

Bei Hui stood still at the bow, the white breath she exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold wind, the pair of gilded playing cards hanging around her waist were pressed under her cloak, with only half of the vermilion tassels showing.

She bent her knees slightly, bowed gracefully, and said in a clear and crisp voice, "Princess, why does the Xie family of Wuzhou want to see you?"

The nobleman saw that Princess Haiyan had only sent a maid, but he was not angry. He nodded slightly with a gentle look in his eyes and asked, "Miss, may I have a word with you for a moment?"