C205 Red-dyed Wisteria(2)

And now was the time to make a choice.

Lee Zhuohua naturally knew that he could not say anything about this kind of thing. He could only let them think about it themselves.

He did not touch the Ascending Cloud Pill placed in front of him, nor did he open his mouth to speak to the two brothers from the Qin Family. Instead, he drank his wine and wanted to be a bystander.

At this moment, a maid came to Lee Zhuohua's table.

"May I ask who is Lee Zhuohua, Young Master Lee?" The maid asked politely with a smile on her face.

When Lee Zhuohua heard that they were here to look for him, he was a little surprised. Who was the one who wanted to look for him?

"I am." Lee Zhuohua calmly looked at the maid and said.

"Young Master Lee, His Highness wants to see you. Please come with me." The maid said with a smile.

His Highness? Other than Jing Jingxuan, no one else here could be called His Highness.

When Lee Zhuohua heard the maid's words, his heart moved slightly, but he still stood up and followed the maid out.

He raised his head and looked at the main seat, realizing that there was no one there anymore.

After Lee Zhuohua followed the maid out of the room, he attracted the attention of Dung Tianzuo, who was sitting in the corner.

"Hmm?" Dung Tianzuo squinted his eyes and stared at Lee Zhuohua's back as he walked out.

"Why is Jing Jingxuan looking for him?" Dung Tianzuo did not know why Jing Jingxuan was looking for Lee Zhuohua.

Ever since he had found out that Lee Zhuohua had arrived in the capital, he had been thinking of finding a chance to get revenge, but he never had the chance to do so. He had also heard about the debate in the Chamber of Commerce, and it was precisely because of this that he had asked his master for the inheritance.

However, the inheritance was not in his possession. With his current strength, he was still not strong enough to fight with Lee Zhuohua, so he had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity to appear.

...

Lee Zhuohua was led by the maid to a high platform in the mansion. The maid brought her here and left on her own.

Lee Zhuohua looked around and found that there was someone with his back to him, as if he was looking in the direction of the imperial palace.

The high platform here was facing the Ancient Yang Imperial Palace, and from here, one could see the entire scene of the Imperial Palace. The person standing there was Jing Jingxuan.

Jing Jingxuan did not turn around. Instead, she was staring at the flag hanging high above the palace.

That flag had a bright yellow base and was embroidered with bright red wisterias. The flag fluttered in the wind above the Imperial Palace.

The wisteria was a beautiful flower in the shape of a pentagram, and this kind of flower was also the symbol of the Ancient Yang Imperial Family. It could be seen from the wisteria that was embroidered on Jing Jingxuan's sleeve.

At this moment, Jing Jingxuan seemed to have sensed Lee Zhuohua's arrival, but he still did not turn around.

"The flag of Guyang Country is a red wisteria, a kind of pentagram vine flower, and the red wallpaper on the flag is even darker than the usual wisteria because it is dyed red with blood. "Jing Jingxuan said to herself with her back to Lee Zhuohua.

Lee Zhuohua frowned slightly, not knowing what the other party wanted to express.

"Guyang Country is built on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the throne is the same. Without the piles of countless corpses, how can the throne be supreme? "Jing Jingxuan looked deeply at the flag of Guyang that hung high in the sky, then slowly turned around.

He looked at Lee Zhuohua in front of him calmly and smiled slightly.

"Don't be nervous, Brother Li. I know you have no intention of getting involved in the disputes of our royal family. The reason why I called you here this time is to make friends with you." Jing Jingxuan said with a smile, making people feel a little intimate.

Jing Jingxuan knew that it was not easy to rope Lee Zhuohua in. Although he was thirsty for talent, he did not want to arouse Lee Zhuohua's disgust, so he said.

Lee Zhuohua naturally knew what the other party was thinking. It was just that his ambitions were not there. He could make friends with them, but he hoped that nothing else would be involved in it.

"The First Prince is too polite. As a prince, how can you lack people by your side?" Lee Zhuohua said calmly.

Jing Jingxuan shook his head and smiled when he heard this.

"Yeah, how could I be lacking people by my side, but it's lonely at the top, and no matter how many people I have around me, there is still no one that I can treat sincerely. " Jing Jingxuan said in a self-mocking manner.

He, who had been born to the royal family, was not destined to have any personal friends. Most of the people around him had been the result of the crossings of power and influence. If he was not a prince, perhaps he would not have had such an exclamation. However, since he was the eldest son of the current Gu Yang dynasty, it was fated that he would not have any true friendship. Those who stood beside him would, in the end, see him as someone important.

Lee Zhuohua seemed to have some thoughts when he heard this. When he was in the Heavenly Faction, other than his own fellow disciples, there were only a few other people who could be considered his friends. He could understand how the other party felt.

"If the First Prince needs a friend, I will naturally be willing to do so. But if you need an artifact that can be used by you, I can only take my leave." Lee Zhuohua looked at Jing Jingxuan in front of him and said.

"Brother Li sure knows how to joke around. I naturally want friends." Jing Jingxuan said with a smile, but the look in his eyes was indeed meaningful.

Lee Zhuohua was not stupid. He could understand the meaning behind the other party's words, so he immediately shook his head.

"It's a pity that I have enough friends. I can't afford to befriend someone as noble as the First Prince." Lee Zhuohua said indifferently.

After that, he turned around and walked out without greeting Jing Jingxuan.

Jing Jingxuan looked at Lee Zhuohua's back and the smile on his face slowly faded. His eyes revealed a deep expression, as if he was thinking about something.