Caiguang Garden, as the imperial garden of the Guanghan Empire, the most powerful empire in Lingdong Continent, is not only a garden, but also an art palace full of mystery and beauty. Various rare flowers and spiritual trees are arranged in a mysterious formation. Every stone on the Yong Road is a valuable spiritual gathering stone. It emits a soft light that is not dazzling, but enough to illuminate. These spirit-gathering stones and rare and rare trees together form a mysterious spirit-gathering array, making the garden and even the entire palace full of aura, gathering rich light-attributed spiritual energy elements. For light-attribute spiritual masters, practicing here is undoubtedly a way to get twice the result with half the effort.
April 7, 99981 in the Smart Calendar, the queen's birthday, the celebration was over, and it was getting late. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in fine clothes was lying half-reclined and half-lying under a thousand-year-old purple tree beside the Yong Road. Wine jars, either empty or full, rolled down on the lawn around him. The young man's eyes were blurred by drunkenness, and his eyes were empty and blank, but they were full of sadness and deep despair.
Several boys and girls were walking along the corridor ahead. A little girl about ten years old was at the front, holding the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, jumping backwards. The little girl's face was full of excitement, and she was laughing and talking non-stop with a girl with long pale pink hair who was walking in the middle. The girl was dressed in a white dress, elegant and refined, with a fairy-like figure and a skin as smooth as gelatin. This was a beauty that the surrounding palace maids and guards did not dare to look at. However, the attention of the three young men in brocade uniforms walking side by side with the girl has always been on the girl.
The girl is none other than Han Jiaozi, the most popular spiritual singer in Lingdong Continent, who is called the "Sound Spirit Fairy" by countless fans. Today I was personally invited by His Royal Highness the First Prince to attend the Queen’s birthday banquet. This courtesy is not just obtained because it has hundreds of millions of fans. More importantly, she is also a 17-year-old rare phonological group spiritual assistant and spiritual control teacher. She is a proud girl with an unlimited future. Once one breaks through to the level of the Soul Controlling King, it is a terrifying existence that can influence the battlefield trend between legions. It is bound to be an object for all forces across the continent to compete for goodwill.
The drunken boy heard the sound, but had no interest in raising his eyes and kept pouring wine into his mouth.
The little girl rolled her eyes at this moment, smiled slyly, tilted her little head, raised her face and said to the girl: "Sister Han, can you teach me how to sing? I can become your teacher!"
Han Jiaozi pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard your royal brother say that being the master of Her Royal Highness the Princess is not a pretty job."
When the little princess heard this, she jumped up to a stand, held her waist with both hands, and her big smart eyes widened. She looked at the three princes angrily and said with a glare: "Say! Which one of you is the one who accused me? They want to slander my reputation." Then he looked at Han Jiaozi with an aggrieved look: "Sister Han, you can't believe what they say, Shan'er is very well-behaved."
Han Jiaozi smiled: "Of course I believe that Her Royal Highness the Princess is the best behaved, but my sister's situation is a bit special and she is really not suitable to get too close to the Guanghan royal family." There was something in Han Jiaozi's words, which was a response to the eldest prince just now and the recruitment of the third prince.
The eldest prince, Zi Yequn, naturally heard her tactful rejection. Although he was dissatisfied, he could always maintain a gentle smile on his face. He tapped his palms with the closed folding fan and walked slowly. Zi Yequn has always wanted to take this Sound Spirit Fairy into his account, but although Han Jiaozi smiles gently to everyone and seems to be approachable and easy-going, she always maintains a certain distance from everyone. In short, he is kind but not disrespectful, polite but not cold.
The third prince, Zi Yefan, seemed to have lost his composure, and everyone could see the unconcealed gloom in his eyes. In his mouth, he murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Huh! Why are you pretending to be noble? I will get you sooner or later." But he forgot that Han Jiaozi was a music spiritual master.
However, Han Jiaozi suddenly stopped at this moment, turning a deaf ear to Zi Yefan's whispering, her delicate body trembling slightly, and looking ahead with a complicated expression.
Several princes followed Han Jiaozi's gaze. The second prince, Zi Yeyu, frowned slightly, his resolute face showed a kind of disappointment and heartache, but in the end he did not say a word.
However, Zi Yeshan's eyes lit up and she ran to the young man's side. She knelt down, shook the young man's arm, and said happily: "Brother Xinhan, so you are here. Do you know, today I finally heard from Sister Han?" The song is a hundred times, no, ten thousand times more beautiful than the one heard in the left-note spiritual instrument. By the way, Sister Han is here too. Look, it’s over there. Sister Han is so beautiful, Bishan You should be even prettier." The little girl pinched the nail of her little finger with her thumb and raised her hand to gesture in front of the boy.
The young man opened his eyes at this moment and forced a doting smile. But he didn't speak. Instead, he directly grabbed the edge of a wine jar, raised his hand and raised his head and took a deep drink. Then he looked at the girl in the white dress who was silently approaching with drunken eyes and red eyes.
Zi Yefan, however, had a look of disgust on his face, and said to Han Jiaozi disdainfully: "Miss Han, let's go, don't let a piece of rubbish ruin our mood. I really don't know how my father would appoint him as the crown prince. He is simply like me." A royal disgrace.”
"Ye Fan! Shut up, don't forget your identity. Is this what you can say?" Zi Yequn shouted coldly. Then he turned to Han Jiaozi with a gentle expression and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Miss Han, for disturbing your pleasure. This is my brother. He was a little hit because of some trivial things, which made Miss Han laugh."
The drunken boy was none other than Tang Xinhan, the crown prince of the Guanghan Empire. The emperor of the Guanghan Empire gave him the nickname Hanguang. Tang Xinhan, one of the Four Great Masters of Guanghan who set a talent record in the mainland martial arts world, is known as the genius of physical martial arts.
Han Jiaozi walked to Tang Xinhan's side, gently gathered her clothes, knelt down, looked at Tang Xinhan's empty eyes in disbelief, and said with trembling concern: "Xinhan, I am Sister Lijiao. Tell me, in the end, What happened?" Han Jiaozi is Han Lijiao's stage name, and her real name has been rarely known except by those close to her.
Tang Xinhan half-squinted his eyes, glanced at Han Jiaozi, his expression changed slightly, and murmured: "Sister Lijiao, Xing'er is no longer here... In order to save me, I failed to protect her... I can never come back." coming."
When the little princess heard Tang Xinhan's words, her big eyes were instantly filled with sadness. She stood up and stood aside, crying and said to Han Jiaozi: "Sister Han, sister Mengxing was killed by a bad spirit beast in the Sky Burial Mountains. So. Brother Xinhan is like this. Sister Meng is such a good person, but that spiritual beast is so hateful."
Zi Yefan's eyes were full of disgust, and he snorted disdainfully: "Miss Han, don't pay attention to this waste who can't even be a spiritual master. If he embarks on the dead end of martial arts, what's the use of having great talent? He's not even a master. A warrior, you don't overestimate your own capabilities, but you still want to fight..." Before he could finish speaking, he felt the unkind gaze of the eldest emperor brother and swallowed the rest of the words abruptly. He was fearful from the bottom of his heart for the elder brother in front of him who always wore a smile and had an elegant temperament. Zi Yefan will never forget that night of heavy rain, when the two were still children, how the elder brother tortured a little girl to death who refused to play with him. That was destined to become a lifelong nightmare for him.
At that time, the emperor of the Guanghan Empire was not their father, but the elder brother of the current emperor Zi Tingjian and the biological father of Tang Xinhan. Tang Xinhan's father died precisely to save his junior brother Zi Tingjian. During that battle, Tang Xinhan's mother was also poisoned and died after giving birth to her son. Because of this, Tang Xinhan was poisoned since he was a child, which caused him to be unable to feel any spiritual elements. He was never able to practice as a spirit control master, so he had no choice but to turn to martial arts.
When Han Jiaozi heard the news of Meng Xing's death, her whole body was stunned. A beautiful girl who was as gentle as water and always had a hint of sadness in her eyes naturally appeared in her mind. Her sadness can even infect everyone around her. And those who really know her know that her sadness never originates from herself. She is the kindest girl in the world. The death of a butterfly or the withering of a flower can cause her sadness to spread quietly. Coupled with her demonic healing talent, it seems that her existence is to redeem everything in this world. But she, who was so kind, is gone forever.
At this time, Zi Yeyu said, "Is it possible that Miss Han knows Han Guang?"
Hearing this, Han Jiaozi stood up politely, but her eyes were still on the drunken boy, and she whispered: "More than recognition, a year ago, brother Xinhan and sister Mengxing saved my life together."
Several princes had different thoughts after hearing this. Zi Yefan's eyes were filled with unabashed jealousy. However, Zi Yeyu felt a sense of comfort in his heart. Tang Xinhan was hit too hard this time. Maybe Han Jiaozi could help him open his heart. After all, Xinhan's parents died early, and his father gave him and the little princess's biological mother, Concubine Yu, to raise him since he was a child. Yu Fei even regarded him as her own, and Zi Yeyu and his sister had always regarded him as their own brother. Especially the little princess, who has been willing to be tired of brother Xinhan's side since she was a child.
Zi Yequn and Zi Yefan were born to the current queen, but the queen's temperament was different from Concubine Yu's aloofness. At this moment, the people Zi Yequn had been wooing looked upon Tang Xinhan as his savior. Then if he went through so much trouble to invite Han Jiaozi to celebrate his mother's birthday, wouldn't he be making wedding clothes for others? How could he swallow this breath, but he just couldn't show it at all.
But Zi Yefan didn't have this kind of palace. He squinted with disdain and said: "Trash is trash, what can you do? If my father hadn't been thinking of the kindness he showed to my great uncle, would it be your turn to be the prince?" Who do you think you are? You don’t deserve to live in this palace. You should have been kicked out long ago. Do you still think it was when your father was the emperor?"
Zi Yequn heard this and looked at his brother with dissatisfaction, but had no intention of stopping him.
Zi Yeyu couldn't help but shouted: "That's enough, Third Brother. Without the great uncle who saved my father's life, would you be where you are now? Don't you even have the most basic sense of gratitude now?"
Seeing that his elder brother did not stop him, Zi Yefan became even more dissatisfied and said arrogantly: "Am I wrong? Do you see that he has some royal dignity now? Isn't it just a commoner woman who dies? If he dies, he will die. As for this Is it an exaggeration? Let me see, although Junior Sister Meng is a bit pretty, she is not feminine at all. He doesn’t care about Junior Sister Meng at all, he is just afraid of death. He is afraid that without Junior Sister Meng around, Third Junior Uncle will no longer help him in the future. Suppress the toxicity, then he won’t even be considered a waste...ah..."
Before he finished speaking, Zi Yefan felt a sharp pain in his chest. He flew out and hit a thick purple tree trunk twenty meters away.
Only then did everyone realize that Tang Xinhan had already stood where Zi Yefan was standing just now, with a pair of bright red eyes that seemed to be bleeding, staring at Zi Yefan who fell to the ground with murderous intent: "How dare you insult Xing'er like this? , do you really think I won’t kill you?”
