Ye Qianning helped Mr. Chen enter the hospital, and Sang Yan stepped forward and saluted Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen."
"I can't bear the courtesy of the third prince." Mr. Chen just saw Sang Yan through the car curtain. He was not surprised at all. He just felt that the man's movements were too fast.
"No matter what Mr. Chen says, Mr. Chen can bear it no matter what." Sang Yan smiled gently.
It is said that you should not hit someone with a smiling face. Mr. Chen knew his purpose clearly and did not want to attack the person. He only said: "Third prince, Iwazakawa is simple. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
"I don't dare, as long as Mr. Chen agrees to let me set up a tent in the courtyard." Sang Yan has seen the madness of people in the mountains, and the people living in the tents outside the courtyard are not good people.
In terms of safety, no one else dares to move around in the hospital.
"You can get used to living with the Third Prince." It seems that there is no room for him if he wants to!
Sang Yan smiled and nodded, his eyes falling on Ye Qianning.
Ye Qianning was also sizing him up. It seemed that his eyes were facing each other. She smiled lightly and politely handed him over: "Third Prince."
Sang Yan was a little stunned and hesitated before speaking: "Are you... Fat Tuan?"
"Isn't it similar?" Ye Qianning asked with a smile.
"It doesn't look like that."
They are completely different.
Ye Qianning laughed when he heard this, his eyes curled up: "The third prince has not changed at all. You had the same look when I first saw you in Changyang Palace."
In the past ten years, Sang Yan has become gentler and calmer, and his gentle face has many lines of time.
Sang Yan was stunned again, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was reminded of the scene when they first met, Ye Qianning's crooked eyes, and in his mind, the appearance of his childhood became clearer.
He had been doubtful ever since he heard the news that Ye Qianning was still alive. He was still doubtful until the moment he saw her, but now he is somewhat convinced.
Not because of her words, but because of her bright and clear eyes.
"Okay, it's so hot outside, let's go inside first and have a cup of tea. If we want to reminisce about the past, sit down and talk slowly." Old Chen said.
Sang Yan: "That's what Mr. Chen said."
Reminiscing about old times?
Sang Yan didn't dare to reminisce about the past, he was afraid that he would be kicked out if he failed to do so.
Ye Qianning nodded slightly towards Sang Yan and helped Mr. Chen into the house.
The doubts in Sang Yan's heart were relieved a little, but they were not completely eliminated.
"Third Prince, please." Gu Shuo was quite friendly.
Sang Yan responded and entered the wooden house.
The wooden house is not big, and a cool breath hits your face when you enter, driving away the heat of being exposed to the sun for days.
Gu Shuo and his party all carried ice flakes, and the atmosphere around the entrance did not feel too cold.
Sang Yan was different. He knew about the existence of borneol and had seen it before, but he didn't bring it with him on this trip. Before he could recover from being exposed to the sun for a day, a sudden blast of cold air made him shiver all over and raise his head. He gathered his clothes with his hands.
A few people sat down and Du Yi served tea.
Sang Yan was surprised when he saw Du Yi: "Du Yi?"
"Third Prince." Du Yi called coldly.
"Why are you here?"
"I came here with the master."
"Eighth brother is here too?" Sang Yan blurted out.
"Third Prince, my masters have always been the Xiang family and the eldest lady." Du Yileng said.
Sang Yan didn't realize it for a while. Du Yi was the hidden guard of the Xiang family. In ten years, he had almost forgotten about it.
"Master, father, and the third prince, let's drink tea." Ye Qianning picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of them.
Mr. Chen picked it up and took a sip: "Not bad, it tastes mellow, good tea."
