The carriage stopped at the door of Jian's house and shook again. Nan Yan's chest felt as if she had been hit hard by a stone hammer. The pain was so painful that she almost broke into cold sweat.

Then, I heard Ye Zheng say: "Your Majesty, we are here."

Zhu Feng said coldly: "Go down and call the door."

"..."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment before coming back to her senses. He called her, so she answered, and then moved to the car door with some difficulty. Fortunately, Ye Zhen ran over and helped her get out of the carriage, but when she landed, her chest

There was another dull pain, and her brows tightened.

Ye Zheng looked at her and said softly: "Miss Si, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nan Yan shook her head hurriedly: "I'm fine."

"Oh, then go call the door."

"good."

Nan Yan raised his head and saw their carriage parked at the door of a mansion. It was a small eight-character door. The walls on both sides were gray and white, and the bottom was covered with moss. The door was black.

, the two copper rings on it were shiny to the touch, and it was obvious that people came and went frequently.

There is a large plaque above the door with two heavy characters written on it.

Simple house.

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

simple?

There are not many families with the surname Jian in Jinling, and His Highness the King of Yan came to pay a visit in person, not just any ordinary family with the surname Jian.

Could it be Mr. Jian Tongguang, who is famous all over the world?

She glanced back subconsciously, but the car curtain had already fallen, and she couldn't see Zhu Feng's expression inside. She could only turn back, slowly walked to the door, grabbed the door knocker and patted it twice.

However, it was very quiet inside.

Is there no one?

She thought for a moment, patted it twice more, and said softly: "Please open the door."

This time there was finally movement. She heard footsteps approaching from far away, the door was opened, and a gray-haired old man stuck his head out: "Who are you looking for?"

Nan Yan hurriedly said respectfully: "Old man, His Highness King Yan has come to pay a visit to the master of your mansion."

The old man frowned, then looked outside and said, "I don't know."

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

Nan Yan was dumbfounded now. She thought she could get in by mentioning "His Royal Highness King Yan", but unexpectedly she was rejected. But what she didn't know was that Zhu Feng and Ye Zheng had already come twice before.

The first time, the door wasn't even opened.

She turned around and looked at Ye Zheng with some embarrassment. Ye Zheng also had a grimace on his face and made another gesture to her, indicating that she should scream again.

He knew the temper of the man in the carriage. If he didn't see Jian Tongguang again this time, I'm afraid there would be a disaster here.

Nan Yan felt that the pain in her chest was getting more and more painful. The pain made her breathing difficult, but she could only endure it and patted the door a few more times. This time, after it was quiet for a while, there was a sound of footsteps.

Walking all the way to the door, it seemed that someone came over and said a few words to the old concierge just now, and then the door opened a crack.

A clear face came into view.

The person who came to open the door was a young man wearing a blue cloth gown. He was about twenty years old, with handsome appearance and a bookish air between his brows.

When he saw a woman opening the door, he was stunned for a moment: "Who are you looking for?"

At this time, Nan Yan felt that the pain in her chest was already a little unbearable. With a pale face, she said softly: "His Royal Highness, King Yan, I would like to greet you."
Chapter completed!