A Delicate Situation

The courtyard in the city was located on the main street of Lincheng, not far from the post house. Since there were too many envoys from all over the world a few days ago, the post house was obviously not enough to live in. Meng Yuan asked people to arrange this other courtyard not far from the post house for a few important people from Northern Dixiliang and Nanjiao for the time being. live.

When Yang Yiting brought Ye Qing Lan and Baili Xiao to the other courtyard in a hurry, the young prefect of Lincheng, Qiao Yuan was already waiting at the door, but his handsome and gentle face was frowning slightly at this moment, even more revealing. 

Seriously. Seeing Yang Yiting getting off the carriage, Qiao Yuan quickly stepped forward to greet him. "I have seen the lady."

Yang Yiting nodded, walked into the courtyard without stopping, and asked lightly as she walked, "Master Qiao, how is the situation?"