In fact, the main purpose of Chen Faxuan's visit to the Imperial Master's Mansion this time was not to ask Su Ming to take action, but to meet this person and find out his details. Of course, the helper of a half-step soul is not in vain.
Although this person was named a national master and inherited the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he gave up the temptation after seeing this person's half-step soul cultivation.
With a half-step of Yuan Shen cultivation, you can become a powerful Yuan Shen as long as you survive the heavenly tribulation. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, the Yuan Shen's powerful abilities are no more than the number of two palms. Moreover, most of those powerful people are latent cultivators. If Pudu Cihang becomes a powerful soul, which will definitely increase the power of the imperial court and intimidate Xiaoxiao from all directions.
Moreover, even if this person is not a kind person and has the luck of the court, he cannot do anything to harm the court.
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Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
The old emperor was sitting on the dragon couch, wrapped in fur clothes, closing his eyes and concentrating. A palace maid was rubbing his thighs beside him.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared out of thin air in the hall, came to his side and whispered. After speaking, the black figure disappeared, like a dream.
After a long time, the old emperor opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the palace maid on one side bowed, then slumped back and left. He raised his head, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the palace and shine directly on the destiny dragon above the imperial city, "The half-step soul is beyond my expectation. If I can reach the realm of soul, I will be more relieved. "
Then, the old emperor didn't know what he thought of. He looked at a picture of a thousand miles of mountains and rivers hanging on the wall and murmured to himself: "It's just that in this situation, what choice will you make? I hope you won't let me down." There was some inexplicable meaning in the words.
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Prince's Mansion.
Prince Li Nian is reading in the study. On the wall behind him, a picture of pines and cranes prolonging life is emitting a faint light, and the sound of pine scent and cranes can be heard faintly, symbolizing longevity forever.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Nian felt tired. He put down his book and rubbed his eyebrows. At this moment, a white-faced scholar walked into the study room and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the Mirror Master of the Xuanjing Division, Chen Faxuan, has left the capital." ”
"Huh? Leaving Beijing? Did something big happen again?" Li Xian stood up from his seat and moved around, while also thinking about Chen Faxuan's departure from Beijing.
"Your Highness, now that Chen Faxuan has left the capital and the Imperial Guards of the Xuanjing Division have gone to various states and counties, the capital's defenses are empty." The white-faced scholar slowly approached and said intentionally or unintentionally.
Suddenly, Li Xian waved his hand, unmoved at all, "I know, you can go down first."
The white-faced scholar wanted to say something else, but when he saw Li Xian's expressionless face, he was suddenly shocked and quickly resigned.
Li Xian looked at his leaving figure with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Rebellion between demons and ghosts broke out in various places, and Chen Faxuan was forced to leave the capital. These two things are by no means accidental. Someone must be plotting secretly. This time the Third Division is patrolling the place, and there will definitely be clues, but..." I thought Here, he showed a self-deprecating expression, "What will happen if we find out? Could it be that my father can control Long Bintian immediately?"
As a person who has been a prince for sixty years, he deeply knows how powerful the man sitting on the dragon throne is. The fight between him and his second brother is just a temporary game for him. Even the layout of the court is not the same. It was just a chess game that he had facilitated. Even he himself was just a more important chess piece. He had already understood this back then.
Therefore, even if the capital's defense is empty, Li Xian will not act rashly. Now that this matter has shown some signs, it is better for him to be less involved and concentrate on studying behind closed doors. This is the best response.
Over the years, he has also thought clearly that that person will not hand over his power until the end. As long as he waits patiently and secretly accumulates strength, as long as he firmly holds the rightful position, a hundred years from now he will , that position still belongs to him, why bother to act hastily, the gain outweighs the loss.
In addition, a cold look flashed in Li Xian's eyes, "Deal with that person and clean up everything!"
"Yes!" An inaudible voice sounded in the room, and then, behind Li Xian, a shadow slowly disappeared.
Although the white-faced scholar is his staff and one of his confidants, in the past, he might have made a move, but recently, he has figured out that he will no longer fight hard, but instead keep a low profile and accumulate strength.
This person could not help but understand that he had been persuading in this way before, but now, knowing that it was impossible, he still tried his best to persuade him. It was clear that he was hiding evil intentions and had already betrayed him, so he had no choice but to send him on his way.
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Prince Qi's Mansion, in the bedroom.
Next to the window, there is a gilt animal-head incense burner, with ambergris burning inside. The smoke curls up and condenses, mixing with the fragrance of flowers, forming a hazy scene in the whole room. It adds a bit of charming atmosphere.
The mouth and nose are full of fragrance, as if one were in a dream.
Inside the house, there is a bed big enough for three people to sleep. There is a curtain hanging like a mandarin duck playing in the water, which seems to be transparent but not transparent. You can faintly see two people overlapped and intertwined.
When the white light of dawn shone on the window lattice, inch by inch, and illuminated the layers of frost, the movement calmed down. Then in a charming whisper, a jade arm as bright as a white lotus root stretched out and lifted the gauze curtain. Gather it up and hang it on the crescent hook.
"Your Highness, it's time to get up!"
The bed was in a mess, and under the thin quilt, the smooth and white shoulders were exposed. The woman's face was flushed, her brows were full of spring, and her beautiful face was almost shining.
Beside her, Li Nian looked at her with a smile that every man would understand.
"Don't worry, beauty, let's fight for another three hundred rounds!" After saying that, he lifted the quilt again and rushed forward, and suddenly there was another fierce battle...
At night, Li Nian got up from the bed and put on his clothes. On the bed, the woman who had been so energetic in the morning had now turned into a puddle of soft mud, and her fingers were soft and numb, making it difficult to move.
"Beauty, a servant will bring food to you later. You have a short rest, and we will fight again the next day! Haha..." Li Nian looked at her lazy and weak look, laughed, and turned to leave. .
This woman has extraordinary martial arts training, and her body is even stronger than that of many monks. Her strength and flexibility make people never tire of playing with her. Only such a woman can withstand his conquests. If she hadn't been unable to withstand the whipping, he would have really wanted to fight again. For days and nights, his martial arts cultivation was too strong, and it would take a long time to have all the fun.
In the study, Li Nian sat at the desk, looking at the newspaper in his hand, frowning slightly, "Dead? What a pity. Pass the order, stay still, pay close attention to the quelling of chaos in various places, and report it immediately if there are any changes!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
