Chapter 86: Respect Your Elders (Subscribe) (1/2)

It was already noon when Cheng Zhihai returned to the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion.

He walked through the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion and came to Cheng Guang's Wanxiang Garden. He found Cheng Guang at a glance, chatting and laughing with Qingluan in the pavilion.

Cheng Zhihai walked slowly closer and coughed twice deliberately, making some noise, which attracted Cheng Guang's attention.

Cheng Guang noticed the noise, turned his head and looked at Cheng Zhihai.

"Dad? Is the matter resolved?"

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, looking at Cheng Guang's eyes, revealing some favor and pride.

"Guang'er, the location you said is correct. It is the port where the demons sneaked in. There is also a demon emperor involved. Last night, the emperor took action and beat the demon emperor back to the eighth demon domain. During this period, there should be no more demons causing trouble."

Cheng Guang was relieved when he heard this.

Without the help or participation of the Demon Emperor, it would not be so easy for the future royal festivals, even if the Prince Huai Nian wanted to make any noise.

Just two or three kittens could not hurt the Great Zhou at all. If the Prince Huai Nian was a smart man, he should keep a low profile and not show up again.

Cheng Guang was thinking in his heart. Cheng Zhihai patted Cheng Guang on the shoulder with great satisfaction, and said with admiration, "Guang'er, you found the whereabouts of the demon clan this time. The relationship involved is very large, and the contribution is very great. Even if I directly promote you to the position of Silver Lamp Constable of the Lantern Bureau, no one will say anything."

"It's just that your current cultivation is still too low. If your cultivation is too low, it will not be so easy when you go out to handle cases in the future. Guang'er still needs to improve his cultivation strength."

Cheng Guang smiled and nodded.

In fact, during this period, he has never slacked off in his cultivation. All power is based on strength. Without strength, the Zhenguo Mansion would not have such power as it is now. Without strength, all the wealth and riches are castles in the air.

For Cheng Guang, without strength, there is no sense of security in this world.

Cheng Zhihai seemed to have thought of something at this time, and said to Cheng Guang: "Guang'er, the demon clan was dug out by you this time. I don't know if those demon clans and the people behind him, such as Prince Huai Nian, will hate you. During this period, you should try not to leave the mansion to avoid any accidents."

At this point, Cheng Zhihai also looked like he had a headache.

If it were other people, he could still take precautions, but for Prince Huai Nian, the means he could use were really pitiful.

First, he didn't know where Prince Huai Nian was at this time.

Second, he didn't know who were the forces under Prince Huai Nian.

Just like the former president of the Great Zhou Martial Academy, Qiu Zhiju, such a great man with a cultivation level of up to the ninth rank, almost standing on the same level as him, turned out to be someone who missed the prince.

If Qiu Zhiju had not been spotted and exposed by Guang'er at the Great Zhou and Wei martial arts competition, I'm afraid he would not dare to believe it now, that Qiu Zhiju was actually someone who missed the prince and was secretly engaged in treasonous activities.

Qiu Zhiju is so extraordinary, how many people in the court are similar to Qiu Zhiju, or exactly the same?

Cheng Zhihai didn't dare to think about it, and the Great Zhou Emperor didn't dare to think about it, but they both knew that if these maggots in the court were not dealt with, the Great Zhou Dynasty would never have peace.

Missing the prince must die.

Cheng Zhihai thought about it, and after telling Cheng Guang a few more words, he turned around and left.

Every minute and every second of his time is especially precious. The sooner he can find Prince Huai Nian, the sooner he can put his mind at ease.

If after a month, he still can't find Prince Huai Nian's trace, it will not be as simple as the Lighting Department being stripped away by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The consequences are far more serious than this.

Cheng Guang watched Cheng Zhihai leave the Wanxiang Garden, and his mood was not as heavy as Cheng Zhihai's.

For him, Prince Huai Nian is no different from Ming Pai at this time.

Although he didn't know what means he used to disguise himself as the King of Nanming, it was not so simple and easy to completely pull the other party out.

He pulled up the monsters hiding under the canal, and the monsters and Prince Huai Nian behind them would hate him.

Cheng Guang knew that he was now probably a thorn in Prince Huai Nian's eyes and a thorn in his flesh.

Having said that, if he didn't do such a thing, he would be killed by Prince Huai Nian.

Prince Huai Nian wanted to spread cholera in the Great Zhou Dynasty and make it completely chaotic. Killing him was the most convenient and fastest way.

If he had not been protected by many guards, and he rarely left Kyoto, Prince Huai Nian would have killed him many times.

Cheng Guang poured himself a cup of tea, looked at the boiling tea, rolling in the teacup, rippling with the clear tea fragrance, thinking about how to contact the King of Nanming.

It was not easy for him to leave Kyoto at this time. If he wanted to go to the fiefdom of the King of Nanming, which was thousands of miles away from Kyoto, not to mention whether Cheng Zhihai would agree, Song Yunqi and other guards around him would not dare to let Cheng Guang go to such a distant place.

The journey was long and anything could happen.

Once something unexpected happened, it would not be enough for them to pay with their own lives.

Cheng Guang took a sip of tea and felt that it would not be so easy to contact the King of Nanming, that is, the Prince Huai Nian, in a short period of time.

Cheng Guang was thinking about this when he suddenly remembered something.

Speaking of which, Cheng Zhihai just said that the Demon Emperor had been beaten back to the Eighth Layer Demon Realm by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Did Bai Shuxuan also go back to the Demon Realm?

Thinking of this, Cheng Guang laughed and shook his head. He had been thinking that Bai Shuxuan would come to find him in the future. Now it seems that Bai Shuxuan has returned to the Demon Realm and will most likely not come back in a short time.

For a while, he felt a little empty.

It is true that he had played with foxes too much in the past, and he had not played with foxes during this period, and he had some withdrawal reactions.

At this time, Cheng Guang suddenly felt a vibration in his chest.

He said "Huh" lightly and took out a token from his arms. This was the token that Qin Beifeng handed to him yesterday, saying that he could contact Qin Yanqiu.

For a while, he didn't know what to talk to Qin Yanqiu about, so he didn't disturb him. Unexpectedly, the other party actually took the initiative to find him at this time.

"Prince, is it Miss Qin who is looking for you?" Qingluan was wearing a green suit, with her black hair tied into a ponytail behind her head. Her white jade-like face looked charming and charming, and also had a bit of heroic spirit.

Qingluan obviously knew the effect of this token.

Cheng Guang nodded slightly, and his energy probed into the token, revealing a line of text on it.

"Are you there?"

Cheng Guang almost couldn't help laughing when he saw this line of text. Why did Qin Yanqiu, this big ice-cold guy, start the chat like a dog, saying "I am there" whenever he had something to do.

Cheng Guang controlled his energy with his mind to print the text on the token.

"Not here."

There was silence on the other side of the token for a while, as if the cup almost burned because of Cheng Guang's words.

After a long while.

The token vibrated again for a while.

"My father asked me to chat with you when I have nothing to do, so that we can get to know each other better. I also want to, but I am usually very busy, so I don't have much time."

Cheng Guang saw this line of text, and his eyebrows slightly raised. He felt sorry for Qin Yanqiu. She hadn't even started to formally contact him, but she already winked at him, right?

If I often contact you in the future, and you are too lazy to reply to me, you also have a reason to explain?

Cheng Guang stroked his chin, and inexplicably felt that he had a sense of chatting with his girlfriend in his previous life, just as always - very busy.

Cheng Guang was not interested in chatting with Qin Yanqiu for the time being. The other party seemed to be very resistant to this kind of thing, so he simply replied "Oh".

Then he put away the token.

Qingluan looked at Cheng Guang coquettishly. Seeing that he had just taken out the token not long ago, he put it away again and asked in a low voice: "Sir, don't you want to chat more with Miss Qin?"

Cheng Guang shook his head, "No need, if you have this time, you might as well chat with you."

Qingluan blushed slightly when he heard this.

She was wearing a set of tight clothes, exuding a heroic spirit from head to toe. She also put on some light makeup today, a little powder, probably some peach blossom powder, and her lips were red and tender, looking much more beautiful.

The rouge was not deep and even, and the flowers were faintly fragrant. Look carefully and you will see everything.

"Prince, Qingluan can't compare with this Miss Qin. This Miss Qin is a Valkyrie admired by everyone in the Northern Expedition Army. She has made great achievements in the battlefield of the boundary at a young age. Qingluan can't compare with her."

Cheng Guang laughed and shook his head, pinching Qingluan's face, "You really compare."

"What's there to compare."

After Cheng Guang finished speaking, Qingluan put her hands behind her back and smiled at Cheng Guang.

She thought to herself, "It's really incomparable. Miss Qin will be the principal wife in the future. If I can occupy a concubine next to the prince in the future, I will be satisfied."

"Even if I don't have a title, it's enough to be able to stay by the prince's side."

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Perhaps it was because of the wind during the day, blowing away the clouds in the sky.

At night, Wanxiang Garden was decorated with stars and moonlight like a poem.

In the deep sky, the stars flickered with faint light, as if they were stars falling on the sky, embellishing this quiet night. The moonlight used her soft light to cover every corner of the mansion garden in a piece of white light.

The tall trees looked more solemn and mysterious at night, the treetops swayed, and the leaves were like pieces of emerald green jade under the moonlight, shining with a deep luster.

The pond in the mansion garden has a unique flavor at night. The breeze blew, and the willow trees by the pool swayed gently, casting pieces of catkin-like shadows.

Cheng Guang lay on a recliner in the pavilion, enjoying Qingluan's gentle and slightly cool fingertip massage, and looked at the stars for a while.

After a while, Qingluan fetched some water to water the flowers in the yard and loosen the soil.

These flowers were taken care of very well by Qingluan. She seemed to like flowers very much. Many beautiful flowers were transplanted into pots with openings by her and brought to the inner room to decorate Cheng Guang's bedroom.

So that Cheng Guang's bedroom was not much different from some girls' boudoirs, and the room was filled with a pleasant flower fragrance.

Or it can be said that Cheng Guang's bedroom is no different from Qingluan's boudoir.

Qingluan was decorating Cheng Guang's bedroom with her favorite.

Cheng Guang had no opinion on this, but felt it was very good.

It was because of Qingluan's carefulness and thoughtfulness, as well as these subtle details, that decorated the room bit by bit, that he felt a little more belonging to this small room that did not originally belong to him.

The evening breeze blows through the attic, after the wind and rain.

Cheng Guang held Qingluan's jade-like, picturesque body in his arms, and looked out the window. The stars in the night sky had dimmed a little.

He suddenly remembered that his spiritual path had been promoted to the Yang God Realm. It was impossible for him to leave his body for a long time during the day, but it was possible at night.

The Divine Emperor's cultivation method also mentioned that after leaving the body, the soul can see some existences that ordinary people cannot see.

For example, monsters.

If some monsters hide or disguise well, they may deceive some warriors, but as long as the spiritual cultivators are willing to investigate, no matter how big the monster is, it will not escape their eyes.

And monsters are basically not all in the Eightfold Monster Realm.

Monsters are occasionally born in the four directions of the human world.

In the book collection pavilion, a travel note written by an anonymous person once recorded that there are countless monsters and ghosts in the world.

Everything, including grass and trees, can suddenly develop intelligence. There are such things in the mountains, rivers and seas, and secular cities. There are such things in places with few people, and there are such things in crowded places.

However, the monsters bred in the four directions of the human world are very different from the monsters in the Eightfold Monster Domain.

First, there is not much inheritance, and second, there is not much tribal concept.

Most of them are law-abiding. If they make a little trouble, they will be killed immediately.

After all, they have no way to escape back to the Eightfold Monster Domain.

"I don't know if there are monsters in the Zhenguogong Mansion."

Cheng Guang suddenly became curious, holding Qingluan in his arms, and floated in the air, while his body remained in the original place.

With a thought, his soul floated away and wandered in this huge Zhenguogong Mansion.

The Zhenguogong Mansion is very large, and it is many times larger than other dukes and earls' mansions.

This is also because of the achievements made by the Duke of Zhenguo alone. If Cheng Zhihai alone, he could not have conquered such a large family business as the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion. Otherwise, the size of this mansion alone would inevitably be impeached by the censors.

Even so, there were many impeachments of Cheng Zhihai in the court.

But not many people could impeach the Duke of Zhenguo Cheng Shiyuan.

Those who dared to impeach Cheng Shiyuan had to be careful that their heads would not be broken by someone's finger the next day.

Cheng Guang's soul wandered in the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion for a long time. The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion was not peaceful tonight. Occasionally, from a very far distance, he could sense a surge of blood and qi, burning the void like a furnace.

Cheng Guang knew that these hot blood and qi like furnaces mostly came from many martial arts masters in the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion. When he sensed such masters, he kept a distance from them.

According to the Divine Emperor's Cultivation Method, although spiritual cultivators are powerful and have more means than martial cultivators, they still cannot get too close to martial cultivators with advanced cultivation when their souls are out of their bodies.

Their blood and qi are surging like a furnace, and even if they are just a little closer, it is not much different from being exposed to the sun.

When martial cultivators reach the supernatural realm or above, their blood and qi furnaces will become more vigorous. If some ghosts and souls get closer to martial cultivators at this level, their blood and qi furnaces will feel it, and the blood and qi flames in the furnace will burn and burn ordinary souls.

In other words, Qingluan's cultivation is not particularly advanced.

It has not been long since he entered the supernatural realm.

Otherwise, Cheng Guang really didn't dare to have his soul out of his body while hugging Qingluan, for fear that his soul would be burned back as soon as it left his body.

And warriors who have reached the fifth-grade Kaishen realm can use their supernatural powers to melt their entire bodies and eyes, thus removing their ordinary eyes.

A fifth-grade warrior in the Kaishen realm can see ghosts and souls.

"The martial arts and spiritual systems have their own strengths and are equally matched."

"I have now mastered the essence of both, and I must be much better than other cultivators of the same realm."

Cheng Guang continued to float in the air while thinking.

The soul wandering in the void has a different feeling than walking in the Zhenguogong Mansion with a physical body.

Unconsciously, he wandered to the southeast courtyard.

This is the courtyard of Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei.

Although Cheng Guang rarely went to the southeast courtyard, he occasionally went there. The scenery there is similar to the Wanxiang Garden, but it is more elegant. In one of the ponds, there are many small fish that Wu Yuemei likes, for her to watch when she is free.

Even though he has been there many times before.

But now.

Before he got close to the southeast courtyard, Cheng Guang could see a hot, blazing, and bright blood vortex burning like a big sun.

In the eyes of Cheng Guang's soul, the entire southeast courtyard was almost dyed red.

The entire sky seemed to be reflected red.

This is Cheng Zhihai's blood furnace.

But before he got close, Cheng Guang felt a sense of suffocation.

Cheng Guang hurriedly stopped and quietly retreated.

"This courtyard of Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei cannot be visited."

Cheng Guang was still in shock, like the scorching sun just now, which was so hot and vigorous that it was impossible to look directly at it. It was like the sun shining high in the sky, and the blood was surging and burning, with extraordinary power.

Cheng Zhihai's cultivation was already the strongest existence under the Heavenly Man Realm.

It was normal to have such power.

However, Cheng Guang could not imagine it.

Cheng Zhihai's blood furnace had such power before he got close, just like the bright sun. How powerful are the warriors in the Heavenly Man Realm?

Is it like a star?

If Old Deng was as powerful as him, he would be able to scatter countless ghosts and monsters with just one glance.

Cheng Guang was a little curious.

But he knew that if he was next to a Tianren realm warrior, his soul would be severely injured as soon as it left his body. If he was lucky, he would only be slightly injured. If he was unlucky, he would probably be dead.

Spiritual cultivators are stronger than martial cultivators, but they are only at the same level, and at most one level apart. But if the difference in level is too big, even if there is an advantage in the path of cultivation, it will not be much of an advantage.

Cheng Guang controlled his soul to wander in the void, flew over the southeast courtyard, passed through the Chongshan Courtyard, and took a simple tour. He did not find any monsters in the Zhenguogong Mansion. It was understandable that what kind of monster could survive in the hellish environment of the Zhenguogong Mansion.

Cheng Guang returned to his body, hugged Qingluan again, buried his head in the other's black hair, took a deep breath of the fragrance on the other's body, and felt a sense of peace in his heart. Qingluan seemed to feel something, hugged Cheng Guang with both hands, and fell asleep.

Years are quiet and good like this.

The next morning.

Cheng Guang pushed open the door.

In the early morning of late spring, the sun was rising, and the earth was gently awakened by the soft sunlight. The sky showed an elegant blue, and the thin clouds were dyed pink, as if the cheeks of a shy girl were blushing.

Cheng Guang walked leisurely into the courtyard and practiced for a while, waving his body, using the Divine Emperor's practice method to attract vitality, and the Divine Python's entanglement to exercise the body.

After practicing for about a cup of tea, Qingluan had already gotten up. She saw Cheng Guang practicing in the courtyard, so she smiled gently, rolled up her hair, rolled her robe to her wrists, and brought hot water for Cheng Guang to wash.

Cheng Guang stopped, sweating all over his body, and washed his face carefully.

Just as he was about to ask Qingluan to get some food made by the chef in the mansion, a commotion came from the gate of the courtyard.

Cheng Guang wondered, why was it so noisy outside the courtyard so early in the morning?

Did something happen?

While Cheng Guang was wondering, Qingluan had already walked out of the courtyard and stopped someone to ask.

After getting the reply, her pretty face was slightly startled, and she returned to the courtyard with a look of amazement and doubt, and said to Cheng Guang: "Prince, it is the Princess of Nanming who is visiting."

"Princess of Nanming?"

Cheng Guang was puzzled, and his eyebrows twitched subconsciously after hearing this name.

He was still thinking about when he could contact the King of Nanming.

After all, the system task said that he would either kill the King of Nanming or surrender to the King of Nanming.

No matter what, the King of Nanming is still a powerful warrior, and he can't kill him alone.

And he is a royal relative. Even if he is the noble prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, he can't rashly attack the other party without any reason.

So he plans to complete another task first and surrender to the King of Nanming first.

If you can complete one task, then complete it first, anyway, get the task reward first.

However, he was still struggling and thinking about how to contact the King of Nanming, but he didn't expect that this Nanming Princess had already come to his door early in the morning before he started to act.

Yesterday, the demon clan was just caught by him, and today the Nanming Princess came to his door. She was really impatient.

However, this was still a whole day apart. Cheng Guang guessed that if the demon clan had not been caught that day, the Nanming Princess would have come to her door. If it was too conspicuous, the Nanming Princess would have been even more impatient and come to her door that day.

Cheng Guang simply washed his face, wiped the water stains on his face, put down the brocade in his hand, and walked out of the courtyard.

"Let's go and see the Nanming Princess."

Cheng Guang knew that the Nanming Princess came for him.

Even if she didn't say it clearly at the beginning, she would soon send someone to find him.

In name, the Nanming Princess was still of the same generation as his mother, Wu Yuemei.

Wu Yuemei would not ask him to go over and see her.

Cheng Guang was thinking this, and sure enough, just after he left the courtyard, the figure of Butler Wang appeared on the tree-lined path outside the courtyard.

When Butler Wang saw that Cheng Guang had already left the courtyard, he was stunned and did not have time to think about it. He walked forward with a respectful face, bowed slightly to Cheng Guang, and said:

"Prince, the Princess of Nanming has arrived. Madam is receiving her. Please go over and see her."

Cheng Guang nodded slightly and asked Qingluan to eat a little in the courtyard. He followed Butler Wang and walked along the stone path on the tree-lined path towards the southeast courtyard.

The Princess of Nanming can be said to be a family member. After all, she is Wu Yuemei's sister-in-law, so the place to receive her does not need to be too formal, so she received the Princess of Nanming in her own courtyard.

At this time.

In the southeast courtyard.

In the reception room that is not too big or small, there are already many people gathered here.

"Sister Mingxian, you arrived in Kyoto a few days ago and have not left the house. I wanted to invite you to visit but I didn't have the chance. Today you suddenly came without informing me in advance, and I didn't prepare anything."

Wu Yuemei sat at the top, looking at the person under her gently, frowning slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sister Mingxian, you said that Wu Nan was the same. He didn't come to accompany you when you came to Kyoto alone. It would be good if you two could come to the house together to see me."

"You two didn't come to the family dinner some time ago, otherwise, we could all get together."

Under Wu Yuemei, Princess Nanming smiled softly with her lips covered, and comforted Wu Yuemei instead.

"Sister Yuemei, I was delayed by something some time ago. I came to Kyoto during this period just to relax. I came to visit you suddenly this time, and I was impulsive. I didn't inform you in advance. I did something wrong."

The Princess of Nanming was dressed in luxurious clothes. She looked only about 27 or 28 years old. She was graceful and wore a moon-white long skirt with light silver apricot flowers embroidered on the cuffs. The silver silk thread on her long skirt outlined several arcs along her curvy body. On her chest was a wide nylon bra.

The Princess of Nanming was a world-famous beauty, both in Kyoto and in the whole Great Zhou.

Every move of hers was filled with unspeakable dignity and beauty.

The voice was extremely pleasant, like a stream of clear spring, flowing slowly in the woods in the early morning.

The voice was pure and gentle, as if the spring breeze blew across the lake, bringing up ripples.

Wu Yuemei looked at her sister-in-law and became more and more satisfied. She really didn't know where that rough man Wu Nan found such a princess.

Wu Yuemei didn't know much about the life experience of the Princess of Nanming. She only knew that the princess was suddenly brought back by Wu Nan and her life experience was very mysterious.

However, even if her life experience was a mystery.

The appearance, dignity, and details of the Princess of Nanming made people admire her.

Even the appearance of the Princess of Nanming was not inferior to the many noble ladies of the emperor, and even to the queen. In terms of temperament, she was slightly better.

It was as if she was born as the most noble person.

If the King of Nanming was not the emperor's most beloved and only brother, I am afraid that the Princess of Nanming would still be remembered by countless people.

Wu Yuemei sighed, a trace of sadness emerged between her gentle eyebrows, "Come to think of it, Zhihai is not in the mansion now. He left the mansion early in the morning to go to the Lighting Department. Recently, in order to investigate Prince Huai Nian, it can be said that he has been very anxious."

"Prince Huai Nian... Alas..."

When Wu Yuemei mentioned Prince Huai Nian, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

Come to think of it.

Prince Huai Nian is still her brother.

The position of the prince is his, and logically, the position of the emperor is also his.

But Prince Huai Nian is not a son of man, and he has brought disaster to the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he really became the emperor, I am afraid that the Great Zhou Dynasty would not be as peaceful as it is now.

Let Wu Shang be the emperor, the Duke of Zhenguo and the Queen Mother thought it was good. Although many ministers in the court felt that it was not in line with the ancient system, they did not say much.

Only some old antiques firmly opposed it.

After Wu Shang ascended the throne, he did not kill all these old antiques directly. Instead, he treated them well and even kept most of them in their official positions, allowing them to continue to shine in the court.

Wu Yuemei knew that Wu Shang's idea was very simple, which was to let these old antiques take a good look at how he, Wu Shang, led the Great Zhou Dynasty to a glorious path.

He wanted to prove that he, Wu Shang, was no worse than Prince Huai Nian when he was the emperor.

It was also because Wu Shang killed Prince Huai Nian in order to become the emperor, and the brothers killed each other. Although Wu Shang was in pain, he had no choice but to do so for the stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After losing a brother, Wu Shang loved Nanming Wang, the peaceful prince, even more.

Speaking of which, there were reasons for all these things.

Originally, the years were peaceful, Prince Huai Nian was abolished, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was thriving under the leadership of Wu Shang.

However...

No one expected that Prince Huai Nian did not die at the beginning, and now he has made a comeback.

For a while, the Great Zhou Dynasty was disturbed.

When Princess Nanming heard Wu Yuemei mentioning the prince's memory, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, but she didn't say anything. Her eyebrows soon relaxed and a beautiful and light smile appeared on her face.

"Sister Yuemei, it's okay. It's a good thing that the prince's memory can be found earlier. It's understandable that brother-in-law Zhihai is a little busy."

"It's also good to see nephew Cheng Guang."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen nephew Cheng Guang for a long time."

At this point, Princess Nanming looked up at the tree-lined path outside the hall, as if she wanted to see Cheng Guang earlier.

Wu Yuemei didn't think about Princess Nanming's actions. It seemed normal for Princess Nanming to want to see her own son, and there was nothing worth talking about.

It just surprised Wu Yuemei a little.

I didn't expect Princess Nanming to care so much about her own Guang'er.

Come to think of it, Guang'er has been in the limelight recently.

First, at the martial arts competition between the Great Zhou and the Great Wei, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he killed the president of the Great Zhou Martial Academy, Qiu Zhijian. The day before yesterday, he helped Cheng Zhihai find the monsters hidden under the canal.

During this period, many people were talking about their own Guang'er.

They said that the successor of the Zhenguogong Mansion would be found.

Wu Yuemei was still very happy. Perhaps it was because of these things that the Princess of Nanming became interested in her own Guang'er.

Wu Yuemei's mouth corners were slightly curved, and a gentle smile appeared on her face, looking at the steward beside her.

"Where did Guang'er go?"

Wu Yuemei asked, and the steward standing beside her bowed and saluted: "Madam, the butler Wang has gone to call the prince, and I think he will be here soon."

Wu Yuemei nodded slightly, looked at the Princess of Nanming and said: "The last time you saw Guang'er was almost ten years ago. At that time, Guang'er was just a little kid. Now, he has grown into a big man."

Princess Nanming lightly covered her red lips with her beautiful hands, "Well, time flies so fast. If I see him later, I may not be able to recognize him."

Wu Yuemei laughed and said: "You can still recognize him. After all, he is here in the Duke's Mansion. You can recognize him at a glance."

"If he leaves the house, this kid has not been as high-profile as usual recently. He is often accompanied by only one or two guards. You may not be able to recognize him."

After Wu Yuemei finished speaking, she seemed to have noticed something. She looked towards the forest path outside the hall and said with a smile: "Look, it's here."

When Princess Nanming heard this, she moved her beautiful eyes over.

Cheng Guang stepped into the hall, his eyes swept across the people in the hall, passed over Wu Yue's eyebrows, and finally fell on a luxurious woman covered by a gauze.

This woman has a willow-slender waist, a sweet and fragrant snow, and a graceful appearance. Covered by her long robe, many bulges are clearly visible. She is too fat if she gains weight, and she is too thin if she loses one point. One look at this woman will make you think that this woman's figure is It is a rare enchantment in the world.

I can't even imagine how fragrant it would be if it could be put together with it.

Cheng Guang recognized the person at a glance.

It was Princess Nanming.

Cheng Guang didn't have the same respect for Princess Nanming as he did when facing his aunt, and he looked at her figure unscrupulously.

Princess Nanming noticed Cheng Guang's unscrupulous gaze, and her good-looking face became a little stiff for a while.

A little uncomfortably, she turned her body to the side to prevent her entire body from being exposed to Cheng Guang's gaze.

It's just that her body was too enchanting, and under Wu Yuemei's gaze, she didn't dare to make her movements too obvious. Otherwise, if Wu Yuemei asked, it would be hard to explain why she did this. .

I have to say, your son keeps staring at me, I feel uncomfortable all over, I am afraid that Wu Yuemei's face will darken immediately.

In the eyes of parents, their children are always pure and innocent.

I wouldn't think about it at all.

Princess Nanming also did not expect that the legendary prince of Zhenguo Palace would act like this when facing her, as if he wanted to weld his eyes to her body and was unwilling to leave at all.

Is this so rude to my aunt?

Princess Nanming's mouth twitched slightly, her body tensed, and her original curiosity towards Cheng Guang turned directly into disgust.

She originally thought that the crown prince was able to discover the hidden location of the monster clan because of his talent and intelligence. But now looking at the appearance of such a lewd hungry ghost, who even her aunt refused to let go, she was afraid that it was really true. Unintentionally discovered the hiding place of the demon clan.

Princess Nanming already had a plan in mind. She stood up slightly and walked towards Cheng Guang on lotus steps.

When approaching.

The delicious fragrance of Princess Nanming's body hit his nostrils. Cheng Guang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the legendary Princess Nanming.

King Nanming is not a good person.

So it can be inferred that Princess Nanming is not a good person.

She probably didn't come here with any good intentions, so Cheng Guang didn't give her the respect her aunt deserved.

Instead, with the idea of ​​taking advantage without taking advantage of it, he used the f91 peak scanning skill and carefully looked at Princess Nanming's body from top to bottom.

I have to say that King Nanming, or the Missing Prince, is really lucky to have such a stunning princess.

If it were an ordinary person, even if they exchanged the throne for this princess, they might not be willing to do so.

But the Missing Prince is different. He is still ambitious. He doesn't hesitate to hook up with the demon clan and wants to regain his position.

Cheng Guang carefully observed the Princess of Nanming. She didn't have much demonic aura about her. On the surface, she was not a demon, but a human. There was a high probability that she was also a human on the inside.

If it was a demon clan, I'm afraid someone from the royal family would have discovered it long ago.

Having said that...

There seems to be no trace of martial arts practice on this Princess of Nanming.

There are no traces of other paths of practice. Have you never practiced?

Cheng Guang secretly speculated in his heart.

At this time, Princess Nanming had already walked in front of Cheng Guang. She raised her beautiful face slightly towards Cheng Guang and said with a smile: "This is Guang'er, he is really handsome and handsome. He has an extraordinary appearance, and with this appearance, I don’t know how many girls will be charmed by him.”

After saying that, Princess Nanming put a hand on Cheng Guang's shoulder, touched it vaguely, then quickly let go, and said to Wu Yuemei: "I don't know if Guang'er has an engagement now. If there is no engagement, , I can also introduce him to some good girls.”

Wu Yuemei on the side also smiled when she heard what Princess Nanming said, "Guang'er already has an engagement. However, sister Mingxian, if you have any daughter's family that you are optimistic about, you can also send the portrait over to have a look. If possible, it is not impossible to marry a few more side wives for my family Guang'er."

Speaking of this, Wu Yuemei seemed to be really interested and looked at Cheng Guang, "Guang'er, what do you think?"

"Mom will find a few more marriages for you, but these marriages have to be ranked behind that girl Yanqiu. Qin Yanqiu will still be the head wife in the future and cannot change seniority."

Cheng Guang moved his eyes away from Princess Nanming's delicate body and looked at Wu Yuemei. He quickly shook his head and waved his hand in rejection.

"Mom, no need, why are you marrying so many women?"

Wu Yuemei frowned angrily when she heard what Cheng Guang said, "You kid, aren't we still counting on you to give birth to children for our Zhenguogong Mansion? Qin Yanqiu is working in the army and may not return home for many years after marriage. How many children can you have with Yanqiu?"

The Princess of Nanming seemed to think so at this time. She looked at Cheng Guang with a little playfulness in her eyes and smiled, "I have many girls from good families here. If Guang'er nephew needs them, I can take you to see them at any time."

Wu Yuemei nodded slightly, "Sister Mingxian, please send the portrait first. If there is no problem with the family background and character, you can let them meet and try."

Cheng Guang was helpless. He always felt that the Princess of Nanming said this with a high probability that she had no good intentions.

His mother was so naive. She really believed whatever others said.

At present, the two seemed to be about to finalize the matter of finding a few concubines for themselves.

Speaking of which, although this kind of finding a concubine is very good, he really doesn't dare to accept the concubine pushed by Princess Nanming.

Otherwise, who can bear being stabbed in the waist in the middle of the night?

So he immediately shook his head and refused, and then pointed at Princess Nanming and said: "Mom, if she can look like my aunt, it's okay to find her for me. If she doesn't look as good as my aunt, forget it."

When Cheng Guang said this, Wu Yue's eyebrows became bitter, and her lips bulged a little.

"Guang'er, what nonsense are you talking about? There are not many people like your aunt in the whole Da Zhou. Where can you find so many people?"

Cheng Guang smiled and spread his hands, looked at Princess Nanming, and said in a rather joking tone: "So, forget it, after all, my aunt can't marry me as a concubine."

When these words came out, Princess Nanming's face changed, and she looked at Cheng Guang in a daze. She didn't expect Cheng Guang to be so bold.

She was so angry that her chest rose and fell slightly.

The jade fingers clenched tightly, and the five jade-like fingers turned iron blue.

Wu Yuemei didn't think much about it, but she was so angry that she wanted to hit Cheng Guang. She raised her hand and tapped Cheng Guang's forehead lightly.

"You kid, don't tease your aunt like this. You should respect your elders."

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