Chapter 87 Inviting King Chaoyang to Stay in Donggan (Please Give Me Your Monthly Ticket)

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Hearing Wang Anye's words, Dr. Jinghong was not angry to death.

In the Immortal Dynasty, although he was not among the strongest healers, he was still quite famous.

Chaoyang King's illness was caused by the accumulation of old injuries caused by repeated battles on the battlefield. The poison she received was also left behind by a high-level extraterrestrial demon in the Lingxu Realm she killed, making her very difficult to deal with.

Many saints in the Immortal Dynasty have taken action, but they are helpless against the poison and injuries. Even the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Lord are unable to recover.

A mere little kid dared to brazenly say that he wanted treatment.

"Go, go, don't make trouble here." Jinghong waved his hands impatiently.

With his temper, of course he wanted to teach this ignorant kid a lesson, but he didn't dare to make fun of King Chaoyang's life.

Wang Anye frowned, but said patiently: "The biggest feature of wood mysterious energy is healing and dissolving. If you suppress the injuries and toxins in this way, you will not only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, it will make the next attack more violent."

"Bah, don't you think I don't understand?" Jinghong said angrily, "If it can be cured and resolved, why should I use such a desperate strategy? Get out of here, delaying His Highness's treatment. No matter how much life you have, it won't be enough."

Wang Anye has a good temper, but that doesn't mean other beings have good tempers.

Before Wang Anye could say anything else, his magical power, the Infinite Ring, was the first to lose control of her temper: "Hey, you old guy, it's just that you don't have the ability. Our family Anye can cure it, how can you do it?" Why not let him treat it?"

"I'm just afraid of being robbed of my credit." The two fairies of the Sword Formation also appeared from the treasure book in his spiritual platform. Two pretty girl spirit spirits, one on the left and one on the right, one holding the sword and the other holding the formation plate. , sharp words bombarded Jinghong like cannonballs, "Some people are narrow-minded, have deer-headed and rat-like eyes, are jealous of talents, rely on their elders and sell themselves off, they boast loudly, but their abilities are weak~"

"You! You guys!!"

Jinghong was besieged by a group of "young ladies" and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Ladies and sisters, please don't curse. Dr. Jinghong just doesn't understand me yet." Wang Anye also had a headache.

The Qi Ling ladies around me are all very unique. The more there are, the more troublesome it will be if they quarrel. It's a good thing that Sister Seven is still sleeping in the storage ring right now, otherwise it would be even more "lively" if her old man came out.

"Then, let An Ye give it a try." Chaoyang King glanced at the two concubines of the Sword Formation, and his face, which was filled with gray and deathly air, was extremely calm.

Life and death are already very indifferent to her.

"Your Highness, this..." Jinghong wanted to persuade him again.

"Okay, anyway, the best result is to live for a few more years." King Chaoyang waved his hand calmly, "I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

Her tone was still very calm, but when she raised her eyes, there was an unquestionable air, and her majesty was revealed inadvertently.

Jinghong had no choice but to retreat, but he still stared at Wang Anye warily, ready to take over immediately if any problems occurred.

"Your Highness, please forgive An Ye for Meng Lang." Wang Anye stepped forward and held his hands.

"It's okay, Mr. An Ye, please feel free to do so." King Chaoyang raised his arm, as if he was letting Wang Anye do what he wanted.

Wang Anye was not frightened, and stood where Jinghong was just now, reached out and put his hand on her wrist, and injected his profound energy into her body.

Although Wang An majored in swordsmanship and formation, this does not mean that his ability in treatment is weak. For the wood bloodline, treatment is an instinct engraved in the bloodline. The difference is only in strength and emphasis.

Wang Anye was influenced by Wang Shouzhe's bloodline, and there was naturally a weak source of life flowing in his bloodline, which was fundamentally different from the ordinary wood bloodline.

Under the treatment of Wang Anye's profound energy, the hidden wounds in Chaoyang Wang's body began to slowly ease at a very slow speed. Even the demonic poison in her body began to be resolved bit by bit under the influence of Wang Anye's profound energy.

Limited by Wang Anye's cultivation and the rarity of the original power of life in his body, this process was very slow, but as time passed, the deathly aura on Chaoyang King's face actually faded a lot.

"Um?"

Master Jinghong's eyes widened in surprise. What's going on with this kid?

He knew best how difficult Chaoyang King's injury was. Over the years, he didn't know how many ways he had thought of and how many treatment plans he had tried, but he could only temporarily suppress it without being able to truly treat it.

Can this kid really heal such a serious injury? And looking at Chaoyang King’s condition, it seems to have improved significantly?

What is the origin of this boy's bloodline to make him so powerful?

"Great, His Highness's injury can be saved!"

The maids were also overjoyed, and their eyes changed when they looked at Wang Anye.

Prince Chaoyang is the pillar of the Prince Chaoyang Palace. Her injury is not only related to her, but also to the rise and fall of the entire palace.

Originally, King Chaoyang's injury was getting more and more serious, and they were all worried about their future. But if there was hope that King Chaoyang's injury could be cured, everything would be different.

Seeing everything is changing for the better.

Suddenly.

As if sensing a crisis, the demonic poison in Chaoyang King's body suddenly became restless, and suddenly turned into a mysterious and dangerous torrent rushing towards the direction where Wang Anye's profound energy was pouring in.

But in the blink of an eye, it dissipated the profound energy that Wang Anye had injected into her body, and followed Wang Anye's fingers on King Chaoyang's wrist and rushed towards him, trying to bite Wang Anye back!

Chaoyang King's eyes were sharp, and he immediately tried to suppress the demonic poison with his cultivation.

However, she is no longer in her prime at this moment, how can she still be suppressed?

Seeing that the poisonous gas was about to pour into Wang Anye's body, a trace of death appeared on King Chaoyang's face again, and Master Jinghong's expression changed drastically.

"Not good! Mr. An Ye, be careful!"

He immediately rushed forward to take over and suppress the demonic poison.

However, before he could stand still, Wang Anye's eyes sharpened and his aura erupted.

A powerful force suddenly swept through the room.

At the same time, Wang Anye's Dharma image, a tall and green tree, also appeared behind him.

As Wang Anye advanced to the Purple Mansion Realm, the power of his bloodline had awakened to the seventh level. Even the phantom of the Dharma was much more solid than before, and his appearance gradually changed slightly.

The large green branches and leaves are stretched out, the red and black trunks are tall and straight, and the crown of the tree is as thick as an umbrella, shrouding Wang Anye in the shadow of the big tree like a giant pillar.

The rich cyan light bloomed, and the vast power filled the entire room.

Blessed by the powerful power of blood, Wang Anye's body was filled with profound energy, and he actually withstood the attack of the demonic poison in the midst of lightning and flint.

The two forces, one green and one black, used the bodies of Wang Anye and Chaoyang King as the battlefield, and they suddenly reached a stalemate.

"This is……"

Looking at the phantom of Dharma behind Wang Anye, Chaoyang King's eyes flashed, and a rare look of surprise appeared on his face that only slightly changed color even when the old injury recurred.

Others may not recognize this tree, but she has seen it before.

The royal family has a very rich collection of books, some of which are top-secret materials that only a few people are qualified to access. As a princess of the Immortal Dynasty, she has extremely high authority, so she naturally knows more than others.

She had seen this tree in the notes left by past Immortal Emperors.

That note recorded what the third-generation Immortal Emperor saw when he was exploring foreign lands outside the world. It was written in it that she once saw a Taoist tree in a small world outside the sky. Its trunk was red and dark, and its leaves were green. It was actually like glass, connecting the sky and the earth, supporting a world.

Because the tree is so special, it was specially illustrated. Therefore, King Chaoyang was very impressed by it.

Although Wang Anye's Dharma Appearance has not yet borne fruit, other parts are almost exactly the same as those in the illustration, making it difficult for her to admit her mistake.

But that tree... is clearly a Taoist tree!

You must know that the Tao tree is a more powerful existence than the fairy tree, and its essence is close to the existence of heaven. It is a miracle that one world can breed one.

How could such an existence appear in the phantom of human beings? !

This matter was beyond her knowledge. King Chaoyang was stunned and confused, but could not think of a reason for a while.

At this time, Wang Anye's face, who was in a stalemate with the demonic poison, gradually began to turn pale.

After all, he still only has the cultivation level of the Zifu Realm. Even though his bloodline is powerful, the total amount of profound energy in his body is still at the level of the Zifu Realm. When the power of the bloodline is fully exploded, the profound energy consumption is huge, and it is inevitable for him to maintain it beyond the limit. It’s getting harder and harder to come.

"That's enough. You've done your best..." Chaoyang King sighed.

But before she finished speaking, she saw Wang Anye gritting his teeth, turning his hand, and a green leaf suddenly appeared in his palm.

The leaves are shaped like the palm of a hand, only the size of a palm, but they are as green as if they were carved from jasper, exuding vast and majestic life force.

With a pinch of five fingers, the leaves suddenly shattered in Wang Anye's palm.

The vast power of life surged out, and before it could spread, it poured into Chaoyang King's body under the control of Wang Anye.

Roads of green light surged.

Almost instantly, the surging black demonic poisonous aura in Chaoyang King's body was knocked back by a wave, as if it had hit a huge wave head-on.

A small portion of the black poison at the front was forcibly dispersed, turning into wisps of black mist and dissipating without a trace.

Under the impact of that vast life force, the black demonic poison that originally gathered into one force and attacked the city like an army was quickly defeated and had to be dispersed into wisps again, and was gradually resolved completely.

Immediately afterwards.

The vast sea of ​​life force poured into her limbs and bones, filling the gap in her vitality. Almost in the blink of an eye, Chaoyang King's face visibly faded away from the gray color, and then became rosy little by little.

It is indeed a life-saving trump card made from the leaves of Aunt Lixian. It is really easy to use~

Wang Anye breathed a sigh of relief and took back his hand on King Chaoyang's wrist.

Master Jinghong rushed forward nervously to check his pulse.

"This, this, this, this... how is this possible?" The look on his face changed continuously, and soon changed from nervousness and apprehension to surprise and disbelief, "It actually got better. Not only the remaining alien poison was resolved, but Quite a bit, and your vitality has also been replenished... Your Highness, in your current state, as long as you don't take action against others, you can live for at least another few decades!"

He was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

This is definitely the most effective treatment since he started treating Chaoyang King!

"Having said that." Wang Anye didn't look too happy, and still looked worried, "But His Highness has accumulated too many injuries over the years, which has seriously damaged his body functions. Moreover, the alien poison lurking in his body is very difficult to deal with. At present, Only the exposed part has been dissolved. Your Highness’s flesh, blood, and meridians are still full of traces of alien toxins..."

"It doesn't matter." King Chaoyang looked much better and said gratefully, "I am lucky enough to be able to live for several more decades unexpectedly. My illness not only tired Mr. Anye, but also cost you a life-saving thing. Trump card. I, the Chaoyang Palace, will compensate you for this matter."

"Your Highness, please don't take it to heart. You have made so many contributions to the human race. Anye's mere loss is nothing." Wang Anye has been with Emperor Longchang since he was a child, so he naturally understands what it means to be in the late Lingxu realm. How important it is to human beings, he said with a cup of his hand, "Your Highness's top priority now is to heal the old wounds, remove the residual poison, and then slowly nourish the body and gradually make up for the source of the loss. Only in this way can danger be turned into safety."

"This is easier said than done." Chaoyang King sighed, "The part that has been cured now is just the tip of the iceberg. The young master has already used up his trump card."

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. Anye's great-great-grandfather and his natal spirit Zhilixian have much stronger healing abilities than Anye. The life-saving trump card just now also came from my great-grandfather's ability." Wang Anye said, "If your highness has any If you have some free time, why not go to our Dongqian Changning Wang family to recuperate. In any case, the result will not be worse than now."

Donggan country?

King Chaoyang suddenly smiled and said: "Speaking of Dongqian, I think of Longchang and Holy Master Jiang."

"Your Highness, do you still recognize the Great Emperor and the Holy Lord?" Wang Anye was slightly confused.

"How can you not recognize it?" King Chaoyang exclaimed, "How many Lingxu realms do our Hanyue Immortal Dynasty and the allies have in total? Speaking of which, Longchang is two hundred years older than me. Neither does this old guy. He is a fuel-efficient lamp. When he was young, he ran around in the immortal court and caused trouble everywhere. Later, as he got older, his face became thicker and thicker, and he would go to the fairy court or fairy palace from time to time to build relationships and gain resources. "

"By the way, that old guy still borrowed the money from our Chaoyang Palace and hasn't repaid it... Oh, that's all, let's not mention it. It's a trivial matter. I heard that the dispute between the emperor and his son in Donggan has been over for a long time, and Longchang is about to die now. Alright?"

"Uh... Grandpa Emperor is still alive and well." Wang Anye smiled awkwardly, "I guess he still has a lot of life left in him. Now he and Grandpa Holy Lord have been guests of the Wang family for a long time. If you go there, you will definitely be able to see them. "

He never dreamed that Grandpa Emperor would still be in debt everywhere.

"Old Longchang... his life is long enough..." King Chaoyang was speechless, "That's all, I have nothing to do anyway, so I will go to your house to chat and visit old friends."

"His Royal Highness is able to visit the Wang family, which really brings glory to the Wang family. I will send a letter to my family, and the family will make appropriate arrangements." Wang Anye felt relieved.

He admires heroes like Chaoyang King who have been fighting outside the territory all year round and have made countless contributions to the human race. He admires her from the bottom of his heart, and he can't bear to see her injured and tortured in her later years, and died in a hurry before she was 3,500 years old.

If he could save her, it would be a contribution to the human race.

"That being the case, I also wrote a letter to Wei Dongyu." King Chaoyang squinted his eyes and sneered, "That old Wei Dongyu has always been narrow-minded, and his methods of doing things cannot be said to be fair. He is probably not dead now. To deal with your thoughts, at least I have to let him know that any grudges or grievances can be dealt with according to the rules of the Zuxian Dynasty, and don't have any evil thoughts in private."

"Anye thanks you, Your Highness."

Wang Anye immediately stood up and thanked him.

How could Wang Anye not appreciate other people's kindness?

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Daqian returned to Longcheng.

The inner garden of the palace.

Ever since Emperor Zi'an began to serve as regent and supervise the country, Emperor Longchang had handed over all the government affairs in his hands as if he couldn't wait.

The same is true in the inner palace.

When Wu Mingyuan was conferred the title of "Emperor's Son", the original Anjun Princess Gongye Qingrui was also conferred the title of Emperor's Concubine. With the help of royal resources, her own qualifications were upgraded to the rank of Great Prodigy, and she obtained the inheritance of the royal family's true method.

Even some other resources and forces that were originally in the hands of Emperor Longchang were gradually handed over to Emperor Zi'an.

It can be said that Emperor Longchang left almost nothing of his own in the palace, except for the palace that still represents the emperor's identity.

Nowadays, the emperor's son An Zai is basically in charge of the Daqian Palace, and he will officially succeed to the throne after he reaches the magical realm.

The Humble Administrator's Pavilion, which was originally used as the official office of Emperor Longchang, has long been vacated and has now become the inner study of Emperor Zi'an.

At this moment, in the Humble Administrator's Pavilion, two young men with impressive bearing and outstanding appearance were sitting behind the desk in order of priority, drinking scalding hot tea while handling a series of government affairs.

These two people are naturally the emperor's son An, who is currently ordered to supervise the country as the emperor's son, and his right-hand man, the young patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Guangzhao.

Of the two, Di Zian's temperament is more assertive and domineering, while Wang Wangzhao's temperament is more calm and indifferent, with a sense of calmness that does not bother him.

However, after having been in charge of national affairs for many years, both of them have the air of command.

The two held teacups in their hands and discussed while reading the memorial. Often a few sentences can decide the implementation of a national policy.

The country's trends are all in this room.

Snow piled up outside the house, but the inside of the pavilion was still as warm as spring under the influence of the formation.

On the desk, agarwood curls, red plum blossoms bloom, and the clear sunlight shines through the window lattice on the busy figures of the two people, like a fleeting shadow, with an indescribable smell.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, these two central figures who hold great power and command are actually suffering.

Daqian has seven counties and one capital, with a vast area and many aristocratic families. The amount of government affairs that need to be handled every day is huge, and it forms a thick pile on the desk.

Even if the efficiency of the two of them is extremely high, it still takes more than half a day to handle the day's government affairs.

This does not include those matters that are hugely controversial and require deliberation at the court meeting before a final decision can be made.

It was already halfway through the application period, and only a few thin volumes of the thick memorials were left in front of the two of them. Only then did the two of them slow down their pace and could stop to take a breath and take a break.

"I finally understand why my ancestors were so impatient to hand over government affairs to me. This government affairs is really grueling. I've only been doing it for a mere hundred years and it's already a bit unbearable. Working for thousands of years in a row is just killing me." Di Zi'an smiled bitterly and rubbed his shoulders.

Although with his Purple Mansion realm physique, sitting for such a day would not really cause back pain, the mental fatigue was real.

It would be fine if these government affairs were all important matters related to the country. The key point was that more than half of them were caused by various forces. The various departments were arguing with each other. There was endless back and forth, but he still couldn't escape.

As the emperor's son, balancing the relationships between various forces and departments in the country is one of his duties.

"Who says it's not~"

Wang Wangzhao sighed.

If they hadn't known that this was a hard job, why would my grandfather and father have tried so hard to shirk it, and neither of them would have wanted to come? It was because he had no ability and no say in the family that he was forced to take over the drudgery of assisting Emperor Zi'an.

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, took a breath, and said quietly: "If Your Highness finds it annoying, why not hurry up and arrange a marriage for Prince Sheng, so that you can have more children as soon as possible. When there are more children and grandchildren in the family, you can naturally put these tedious things into consideration." Leave the chores to your children and grandchildren.”

That's what his grandfather did back then.

Facts have proved that it is quite effective. His grandfather Wang Shouzhe now stays at home every day and lives a very carefree life.

Di Zian also had a headache when he mentioned this matter: "I think so. But Shengjun is my only son, and there are many taboos when choosing a marriage partner, so it is really difficult to choose."

After he was named the emperor's son, his son Wu Shengjun also received a lot of benefits. He relied on the resources of the royal family to upgrade his qualifications to the level of a great genius. In the past few years, he had successfully been promoted to the Purple Mansion realm and was named "King Shengjun".

It's just that the timing of Wu Shengjun's birth was not coincidental. At that time, the battle between the emperor and his son had already begun. Most of the aristocratic families were in a wait-and-see mode and were unwilling to marry their prodigy, which delayed Wu Shengjun's marriage.

After Wu Mingyuan was named the "Emperor's Son", everyone was willing to marry their own prodigy's daughter. However, as the only son of Emperor Zi'an, Wu Shengjun was not suitable for marrying any aristocratic family in the country.

What's more, as Wu Shengjun is a great genius, it will probably not be a problem to achieve the realm of supernatural powers in the future. He is also the only legitimate son of Emperor Zi'an and has a distinguished status. It would be a pity to be matched with a woman with the talent of a genius.

But how can a woman with the qualifications of a great genius be so easy to find?

The Wang family in Changning does exist, but the seniority and so on are not suitable. Moreover, the Wang family has their own choice when it comes to women marrying. Especially the women who have reached the age of great talent, all of them have many ideas and lofty ideals...

Now Wu Shengjun's best choice is to marry a great genius from one of the many first-class and super-class families in the Immortal Dynasty, or to marry into a royal family of another country.

For this matter, he has been sending people to various countries to inquire about the situation a few years ago. He hopes that good news will come back~

At this moment.

Xiao Jizi, the commander of the inner guard who was guarding outside the Nuan Pavilion, knocked on the door and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Commander Xiang wants to see you."

It seems that there is new news from Tianque.

Emperor Zi'an and Wang Guangzhao looked at each other, and then ordered outside: "Xuan."

"Yes, Your Highness." Xiao Jizi immediately took the order and left.

When Emperor Longchang left, he took Lao Yao with him, but did not take away the four commanders of "Jixiang Ruyi".

Now, they have become the eunuchs around Di Zian, and are respectively in charge of Di Zian's daily life, external relations, private treasury and other important matters.

Obviously, from the very beginning, these four commanders were the team trained for the "emperor's son" who would take over the throne in the future.

Among them, Xiao Xiangzi succeeded Lao Yao and became the new leader of Tianque.

It was only when it was time to take over that Emperor Zi'an realized that the master behind Tianque was actually Emperor Longchang.

God knows, when he first learned about this matter, Di Zian's expression was beyond words.

Of course, he was the only one who didn't know about this matter. Wang Shouzhe had already guessed it early on.

After all, the existence of Tianque was too special. Besides Emperor Longchang, Wang Shouzhe really couldn't think of anyone else who would provide intelligence support to Wu Mingyuan "for the sake of Princess Qingluo."

Not much to say.

Xiao Jizi left for only a moment, and Xiao Xiangzi was led into Nuan Pavilion.

"Your Highness." Xiao Xiangzi reported the latest information after paying homage, "The latest news from [Tianque] is that the shipyard on the other side of the West Sea has almost been built. The first batch of three [Kunwu Giant] The construction of the boat has begun and the construction period is expected to be about ten years.”

"Haha~ The Yinsha Sect really spent a lot of money and actually built three docks at once. It seems that their funds for the next few years will have to be on these Kunwu giant boats." Di Zi'an smiled slightly, He didn't pay much attention to it, "Let them leave this matter to them. We will just act according to the plan."

"Yes." Xiao Xiangzi bowed and accepted the order, and then reported another matter, "In addition, an important news came back from the Northern Zhou Dynasty today. Emperor Qingfeng of the Northern Zhou Dynasty recently released the news that he would publicly choose the princess for Princess Luojia. Son-in-law, all outstanding young people under the age of 250 within the Immortal Dynasty’s sphere of influence can participate.”

"Publicly selecting a son-in-law?" Di Zi'an was stunned for a moment.

This is quite rare.

"Yes. It is said that Princess Luojia of the Northern Zhou Dynasty has a beautiful appearance and excellent reputation among the people. She is also a proud figure and is extremely favored by Emperor Qingfeng." Xiao Xiangzi reported, "Because she did not want to be wronged by this As a little princess, Emperor Qingfeng announced for the first time that he was going to publicly select a son-in-law among various countries and immortal dynasties. Because His Highness had previously ordered his servants to pay attention to the talented women from various countries, so as soon as Xiao Xiangzi got the news, he I came back specifically to report.”

"Princess Luojia of the Northern Zhou Dynasty... I have a vague impression of this girl. She is indeed a talent." Wang Wangzhao recalled for a moment and quickly remembered, "Speaking of which, this princess is not yet 180 years old. Compared to Prince Sheng is several dozen years younger, and the two have similar qualifications, so they are a very suitable marriage candidate."

"It's true." Di Zian was also somewhat impressed.

Tianque not only collects domestic intelligence, but also collects intelligence from other countries, including the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Some of the more capable descendants of Emperor Qingfeng are also listed on their side, but the information is not so detailed.

"Your Highness, our Dagan is now trying to open up the trade route with the Northern Zhou Dynasty. If we can marry this princess, not only will Prince Sheng's marriage be settled, but the business affairs will also be much easier to discuss. For me, Dagan The future development is extremely favorable." Royal Zhao thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, I suggest that we immediately form a delegation to accompany Prince Sheng to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and make every effort to marry Princess Luojia back to Daqian."

"Okay, this is a great thing." Di Zi'an waved his hand and decided without hesitation.

He was worried about his son's marriage, so there was a public selection of his son-in-law in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Isn't this just giving him a pillow for sleeping?

How could he disagree?

He happily calculated it and felt a little uneasy, so he continued: "Muro Zhao, you have to handle this matter yourself. I don't feel safe leaving it to others."

"In addition, when you go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty this time, you will have to compete with young talents from other countries or immortal dynasties. Except for Shengjun, you can call on all the young talents of the right age from all the families in Guilong City. , go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty to support Shengjun, we can't lose the battle. By the way..."

Having said this, he paused and looked at Wang Wangzhao again: "Hurry up and send a message to your grandfather. I know that your family has a lot of powerful young talents. At least two of them will support us. . This is a matter of promoting the national prestige of my Daqian. Wang is also a member of the Daqian, so naturally she has no shirk of responsibility."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but want to grind his teeth.

He has been coveting the outstanding young talents of the Wang family for a long time. Unfortunately, Wang Shouzhe always excused them because they were still young and needed experience, and refused to give him orders. This made him angry to death.

This time, he had to pick out a few of whatever he said.

"Uh..., I can only try my best to fight for this matter. The details will depend on my grandfather's wishes." Wang Guangzhao said helplessly, "Your Highness, you also know that I, the young patriarch, have a status in the family. Alas... otherwise... Nor..."

The royal family Zhao was depressed, and Emperor Zian was certainly even more depressed. Every time he heard the royal family sigh and express that he was sent to the imperial capital, he felt deeply disgusted.

It's all Shouzhe's fault for not giving the family a good start.

Emperor Zi An angrily thought to himself that one day when he had some free time, he would definitely go to Changning Guard to play a few games of chess with him.

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Wang's main residence in Changning

Shouzhe's courtyard.

Wang Shouzhe is concentrating on helping Wang Zongkun with his homework.

Liu Ruolan, on the other hand, was busy in the kitchen, personally cooking some ingredients known as "brain-tonifying holy products" for Zong Kun.

Whenever the children at home are busy with homework, she will show her "good wife and mother" style, concentrate on studying with them, and use various methods to help them supplement their nutrition.

Every child comes here like this, and it turns out that the success rate is quite high.

As for Zong Kun, he was floating on the desk, controlling the water flow to roll up a pen, and "brushing, brushing, brushing" the test paper.

There was no expression on his round head, but his heart was filled with tears.

These past few months were definitely the most painful days of his life. I start working on the questions as soon as I open my eyes every day. I go to class in the morning and go to bed at night. I only have a little break at noon. I am still working on the questions even when I am dreaming at night.

After working so hard, I still need to take my mother's "love supplements".

What kind of evil did he believe in in the first place that he actually wanted to ask his father for extra lessons? Is it okay if he doesn’t make up for it?

Wuwuwuwu~Sister Jingjing, I regret why you haven’t come to pick me up~

"A sneeze, a sneeze~"

Just as the family was having a good time, Wang Shouzhe suddenly sneezed twice without warning and could not help but frown slightly.

I don't know who is speaking ill of him behind his back.

And that's when.

Suddenly, a confidant from outside hurriedly came to report: "To report to the family master, there is news from His Majesty Longchang that he was injured in a conflict with someone while drawing the best spiritual veins."

Injured?

Wang Shouzhe frowned.

Although Emperor Longchang's strength is at the bottom among his peers, he is still in the Lingxu realm. Who can injure him?

Could it be that there was a conflict with the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom?

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