inside the room.
Chen Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon, surrounded by an inexplicable Tao Yun.
Beside him, thirty-six yuan crystals visited according to the formation, emitting a faint light, and the rich vitality of heaven and earth continued to envelope Chen Yuan's body.
The top Yuan gathering formation!
In the spiritual platform, the purple light of Chen Yuan's soul was restrained, refining the surging vitality of heaven and earth, over and over again, without interruption.
It was obvious that he was practicing asceticism.
During his return to the capital, Chen Yuan seemed busy every day, but in fact he was practicing all the time, but he was still not satisfied with the speed of his practice.
Even though his speed of refining the energy of heaven and earth has been very fast, compared with his previous surges in cultivation, it is still as slow as a turtle crawling.
It made him feel a little disappointed.
After all, no matter who has experienced the sudden increase in cultivation, it is difficult for anyone to accept the increase in cultivation bit by bit.
It's not like Chen Yuan never thought about finding a son of luck to provide him with opportunities, but he wandered around the capital for several days and still found nothing.
He couldn't help but think about it. Was it because Jingtai's luck was so strong that all the luck in the capital was concentrated on him?
If that was the case, then he would have to really plan the time to leave.
For him, official position is a trivial matter, luck is the right path, and strength is the goal to pursue.
Chen Yuanping was calm and his whole body formed a vortex of vitality. While thinking about his next plan, he was refining the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use.
While practicing, a familiar sound of footsteps came from the courtyard a hundred steps away.
Chen Yuan opened his eyes and looked out the door.
"Master Marquis, the noble concubine is here."
What came from outside was the voice of Uncle Fu, the chief steward of the Hou Mansion. He did not dare to approach, but bowed and saluted from a distance. However, even so, he believed that with the Hou's peerless cultivation, he would be able to hear it.
"knew."
Chen Yuan's voice rang in his ears.
But in reality, his brows couldn't help but frown.
Is Concubine Yang here?
It's already dark now, why did you suddenly come at this time?
No matter how anxious you are, you can't expose it!
It is true that Jingtai is not a womanizer in his spiritual practice, but I am afraid that he is not willing to watch his concubine wear a spring hat on him, right?
Or is there something urgent?
After thinking for a moment, Chen Yuan waved his hand and put all the Yuan Jing around him into the Heavenly Book space. He straightened his clothes and disappeared into the void.
In the lobby, Chen Yuan saw Yang Guifei again after a few days.
Wearing a green robe and a palace dress, she outlines her graceful figure. Her long hair is tied up, with a few phoenix hairpins shining slightly. Her skin is fair and moist, and she does not look like a woman in her forties.
Sitting calmly aside, his whole body exuded a noble and elegant temperament.
Her eyes were like pearls, and her red lips were like fire. It was obvious that before coming to Wu'anhou's mansion, Yang Guifei had secretly touched up her makeup. This was something she had never done before when facing Jingtai.
She said that she and Chen Yuan were just in love with each other and had no future, but who has seen her falling in love every few days?
Especially in the early morning, there are still bits of white frost hanging on both sides of the road.
"Wei Chen has met the imperial concubine."
Chen Yuan glanced at the two maids behind him, calmly held his hands slightly, and sat on top pretending to be unhappy.
"Marquis Wu An is so polite."
Concubine Yang also maintained her dignity and nodded slightly.
"I wonder why your Majesty came here late at night?"
Chen Yuan went straight to the point.
"Your Majesty heard that Marquis Wu'an has been very busy recently, so he specially asked me to come to express his condolences as a token of God's grace." Concubine Yang tapped her teeth lightly and opened her red lips.
There was a hint of depth in the calm voice.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty."
Chen Yuan's eyelids drooped, but he had been a little overworked in recent days.
But this was all caused by Concubine Yang.
Concubine Yang looked at Chen Yuan's tall and straight chest, her eyes were a little fiery and eager to try, she coughed a few times and said calmly:
"In addition, Your Majesty also wants me to tell Marquis Wu An something."
"What's the matter?"
"This matter should not be disclosed. Marquis Wu An should retreat." As she said that, Concubine Yang blinked at Chen Yuan with her big eyes.
Chen Yuan's eyes flashed:
"You guys step back for now and wait outside."
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
"You guys also go down, I have something important to discuss with the Marquis." Concubine Yang also said to the two palace maids beside her.
"Yes, concubine."
Several people left the lobby together and were waiting in the front room. Chen Yuan waved his hand, and an invisible restriction enveloped the entire hall. Concubine Yang stood up and twisted her waist to pour tea for Chen Yuan, but accidentally, the tea suddenly fell on Chen Yuan. She quickly went to wipe it with a handkerchief, and accidentally fell into his arms again. .
"Mom, be careful."
Chen Yuan stretched out his hand to support him.
"Thank you very much, Lord Wu'an."
Concubine Yang chuckled lightly.
"There are only you and me in the hall at the moment. Why does Your Majesty ask your Majesty to come here? Why don't you speak frankly?"
"Say it dryly?"
"What do you want, the empress?"
"Well, I'm feeling a little unwell today. Can Mr. Hou help me with my diagnosis and treatment?"
"Wei Chen obeys your orders."
After a long time.
Under the antipyretic needle of Dr. Chen, the miraculous doctor, the imperial concubine's discomfort temporarily subsided. Her face was covered with fine sweat from the diagnosis and treatment. The imperial concubine gave Chen Yuan a white look and took out her handkerchief to wipe it gently.
In the process of diagnosis and treatment, Chen Yuan also learned the ins and outs.
It turns out that Jingtai thought that the reason why he did not want to marry Princess Pingyang was due to his previous personal grudge with Concubine Yang, and this trip was also to resolve the grudge.
It seems that in order to make him completely loyal to the Sima family, Jingtai also tried his best.
"I see that Your Majesty is really angry this time. You don't need to care about what I think. Why don't you just marry Pingyang?" Yang Guifei sighed softly. Although she resisted, there was nothing she could do.
She just didn't know if her smart and capable daughter would be able to let Chen Yuan treat her in the future. Even thinking about it, she felt a little empty.
"My dear, don't worry about this matter. I have my own plan."
Chen Yuan comforted Concubine Yang.
It wasn't because of her that he didn't agree, but sometimes he couldn't make it too clear.
"As long as you have your own thoughts, I won't bother you too much, so as not to make outsiders suspicious." Concubine Yang took a deep breath, feeling that her Yiyang was completely suppressed, and wanted to say goodbye to Chen Yuan.
"I am sending my concubine to you."
"No, no need."
Concubine Yang tidied up her makeup and walked outside, but no matter how well she suppressed her condition, she still looked lame from a distance.
In the front room, the two maids who had been waiting for a long time saw Yang Guifei coming out and quickly stepped forward and bowed:
"Empress."
"Well, I'm a little tired."
Concubine Yang naturally stretched out her hands, and the two palace maids immediately supported her.
"Mother, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing happened. I just had an old illness. Fortunately, Marquis Wu An helped me. Let's go back to the palace. Well, remember, don't talk too much when you go back." Concubine Yang said calmly.
With a hint of threat.
"I don't dare, slave."
"Let's go."
Concubine Yang let out a sigh of relief, and inadvertently saw a small tree with a thick mouth that had just been planted by Wu'an Hou Mansion, and her face suddenly turned a little unnaturally red.
Subconsciously, I thought of something.
Not long after, Concubine Yang returned to the palace, but because she was afraid that Jingtai would notice something strange about herself, she immediately did not go to see him. She just informed him and returned to Chunhua Palace.
Prepare to have a comfortable sleep.
In the past few days, she had figured it out and stopped worrying so much. The advantages of Chen Yuan marrying Pingyang did outweigh the disadvantages, and it would be of great use to his future future.
Naturally, I won’t stop him anymore.
She was very satisfied if she could maintain her current situation.
It would be best for Ke'er to ascend to the position of prince and be honored as a great treasure.
At that time, there was no need to worry about so much anymore. Even if it was a private meeting in the harem, no one would dare to care about it.
After entering the Tao several times, she suddenly found that her heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be throbbing in Chen Yuan's body again. She was moved not only by love, but also by her heart.
Jingtai in the imperial study room was still dealing with government affairs. After learning that Concubine Yang had returned, but the news she brought was not good or bad, she frowned.
The grudges were resolved, but Chen Yuan did not take the initiative to reveal whether he wanted to marry Pingyang.
It made him feel a little upset.
The decision was made to follow Cao Zhengxian's idea and plan to personally decree the marriage during the court meeting in a few days. If Chen Yuan still didn't know what was going on, then don't blame him for suppressing it.
A minister actually dares to disobey the holy will, relying on his own merits and reputation, and being arrogant. You can imagine how arrogant he will be in the future when his cultivation strength increases.
Maybe they all have the possibility to become powerful ministers!
After taking a deep breath, Jingtai ordered the eunuch beside him:
"The imperial concubine has worked a lot during her trip out of the palace. She ordered someone to cook a bowl of green bamboo and lotus seed porridge and send it to Chunhua Palace to replenish the body of the imperial concubine and give her a good rest."
"This slave obeys your orders."
"snort."
When the imperial study room was empty, Jingtai snorted coldly.
Wu'anhou Mansion.
After watching Concubine Yang leave, Chen Yuan continued to practice.
Although exhausted both physically and mentally, I have fallen into a state of no desire and pursuit. I can better abandon distracting thoughts and completely immerse my mind in practice. I think I can get twice the result with half the effort.
In the blink of an eye, the night passed.
Chen Yuan, who was in the state of a sage, practiced all night again and did not open his eyes until dawn. He was about to get up and have some breakfast to satisfy his appetite.
The housekeeper of the Hou Mansion hurried over, panted and cupped his hands towards Chen Yuan and said:
"Master Hou, Master Hou."
"What happened?"
"When the guard outside opened the door just now, he found that someone had put a jade pendant on the door. There was still some bloody smell on it. I don't dare to delay, so I will report it to you immediately."
Chen Yuan frowned when he heard this. He really didn't pay too much attention to the entire Hou Mansion when he was practicing. After all, the Hou Mansion given by Jingtai still covers a large area.
Even if all his current consciousness is dispersed, it may not be able to cover the entire Hou Mansion.
However, some people used this method to greet him, which was really weird.
Looking at the white jade pendant in his hand, Chen Yuan smelled it. There was indeed a faint smell of blood. After thinking about it, he covered the entire jade pendant with his spiritual thoughts. This thing looked like a message talisman.
He wanted to see who was pretending.
Shenjing City, in a restaurant in the south of the city.
Xiang Qianfeng took a sip of the wine in the glass, and a chill escaped from his eyes. Naturally, he personally placed the jade talisman on the door of Marquis Wu'an's residence this morning.
I originally thought of using other methods to force Chen Yuan out of the city, but this kid's trajectory was too elusive and impossible to calculate or guess. He spent most of his time practicing and just didn't leave the city.
And he couldn't think of any good way for a while.
He thought about kidnapping Chen Yuan's friends, but he didn't seem to have many friends in the capital, only a few subordinates, but just being subordinates was not enough to get Chen Yuan out of the city.
He knew Chen Yuan in detail and knew that he had a cold heart and put his interests first. Although he had a reputation as a virtuous person in the world, he knew that most of it was just bragging.
Chen Yuan is not that noble.
He didn't dare to make any big noise here, lest something get into trouble.
Just when he was about to wait and wait for Chen Yuan to reveal his flaws, the clan leader Xiang Qianqiu, who had previously ignored his revenge, personally summoned him and told him to return to the clan within seven days, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
This made him feel angry for no reason. He thought to himself, it's not your fault that Xiang Qianqiu's son died. He didn't care at all. It's a shame that he once established Ling Tian as the young clan leader!
However, Xiang Qianqiu's strength and power were obvious to all in the Xiang family. He did not dare to violate it, so he was so anxious that he thought of such a simple method.
Want to lure Chen Yuan out of the city.
Sometimes, the simpler the method, the more effective it is.
However, Xiang Qianfeng didn't dare to be completely sure that Chen Yuan would be fooled. He could only pray secretly that if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when the next one would be.
As far as he knew, Chen Yuan had defeated two veteran Yuanshen powerhouses from the Sky Patrol Division in just a quarter of an hour in a one-versus-two battle a few days ago, and was instantly in the limelight.
Such strength already frightened him. After all, it only took a short month for Chen Yuan to break through to Huayang.
If he is given another period of time to grow, he won't know who is hunting whom next time.
He thought silently in his heart that Chen Yuan must leave the city.
Otherwise, the operation to kill Chen Yuan will be put on hold for the time being.
Xiang Qianqiu would not let him expose the whereabouts of the Xiang family wantonly, and he did not know what was going on in calling him back, but he said it so harshly.
We can only take risks!
"Bang!"
He placed the cup in his hand heavily on the table, put down another yuan crystal, took a deep breath, and finally glanced in the direction of Marquis Wu'an's mansion.
Prepare to wait at the location in Jade Talisman.
Wait two days, if the other party doesn't come, then he will leave.
Wu'anhou Mansion.
Chen Yuan's spiritual thoughts sank into the jade pendant, and majestic voices slowly sounded:
"Today at 1:00 a.m., forty miles south of Shenjing City, I am waiting for you at the center of Qingjiang Lake. This matter is important, so you must come."
'Clear the rivers and lakes, at the right moment, it matters a lot'
Thinking about the sound coming from the jade pendant, Chen Yuan frowned and said softly:
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
If you really have something to discuss, or if you are not hostile to him, there is no need to go to such trouble. You can just meet directly at the Marquis Mansion. But this person has to be so cumbersome, and there must be a problem.
Moreover, Chen Yuan didn't have many friends, and the only ones who were truly trustworthy were the few from the Taoist Palace. They all had heavenly books and could transmit sounds thousands of miles away, so they had no use for this.
Therefore, after a short period of thinking, he judged that this person was most likely an enemy rather than a friend.
There might be some plan to fish him out of the city.
Originally, Chen Yuan wanted to ignore it and casually crush the jade talisman, pretending that he didn't know, but suddenly an inexplicable throbbing flashed through his heart.
The thought that made him prepare to crush the jade talisman paused for a moment.
He had not met the Son of Luck for a long time, and according to past experience, the Son of Destiny would either actively or passively run into him.
Well, this time... right?
Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of this possibility.
Although there was only a glimmer of hope, Chen Yuan still didn't want to let it go. Otherwise, if this person was really lucky, he would regret it if he missed it.
go!
Chen Yuan's mind wandered and he immediately made up his mind.
But I definitely have to go, and I have to make some preparations first.
After all, if you want to catch him out now, you must be stronger than him, or your preparation methods must be better than him. Going out rashly would be dangerous.
He has absolutely no need to take risks.
The first reaction was that Chen Yuan was preparing to wake up Senior Moro. He had been silent for a month, and he should have recovered a little now, right?
As long as Senior Moro is here, he will have great confidence.
"Senior, senior"
Chen Yuan's spiritual thoughts poured into Huang Tu Dao, preparing to wake him up.
Of course, if Moro really didn't respond, he wouldn't have other options. This was the capital, and he was one of the quasi-high-level officials of the Tianxian Division.
We can definitely bring out several divine envoys from the Tianxian Division.
The worst case scenario is to beat up that guy. As long as the true king is not alive, no one can make a difference.
But this is a bad idea. Luck is of great importance and should not be noticed by others. Moreover, it is not suitable if the other party is really a friend rather than an enemy.
He has some friendship with Master Tianxu from Qingyun Temple, so it is probably not difficult to ask him for a favor, but this is a middle-of-the-road strategy. It remains to be determined whether the old man is trustworthy or not.
It is also possible to see something unusual about him.
It would be best for True Lord Shura to come online and solve everything.
Not long after, when Chen Yuan was about to give up and ponder whether to use the right strategy or the worst strategy, the Emperor's Butcher's Sword finally changed and emitted a faint light.
"What's the matter?"
Moro seemed to be in something wrong, and he answered indifferently.
Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, and then told the truth, hoping to borrow some power, but looking at this, Senior Moro should be in a demonic state.
"Don't disturb my practice, I'll give you the power."
Moro's indifferent voice sounded, and a bit of light rose from the emperor's butcher knife, falling on Chen Yuan's eyebrows, forming a deep and strange divine pattern, but soon it disappeared into the body and disappeared without a trace.
"Thank you, senior."
Chen Yuan immediately thanked him.
But Moro ignored him and fell silent again.
Touching his forehead and feeling the power sealed in it, Chen Yuan estimated that even if the powerful True Lord came, he might not be without the strength to fight.
Tsk. Good luck, I hope it’s you!
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Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
