Prince's Mansion, Mansion Hall

A table of prepared wine and food was put up, and Jian Fengyun and others sat around the table.

Wang Chuyuan picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, then asked, "By the way, Yuan Feng, are you not a prince? You can just go to your father to cry and tell me that the spirit stone is rolling in?"

"This..." Yuan Feng paused, his face showing a hesitation.

"What's wrong? What else can't I tell you?" Wang Chuyuan glanced at him and asked.

Yuan Feng glanced at everyone, then shook his head, and sighed: "Forget it, you will know this secret sooner or later, but I will tell you today, don't tell it!"

Wang Chuyuan put down his wine glass. Based on his previous understanding of Yuan Feng, he always said whatever he said, and he would not be as squeamish as he is now. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Tell me quickly, what's the secret?"

"It was my father who came out of seclusion 17 years ago to prolong his life for his sister, and then he actually consumed too much life. As a result, he had to enter the ice coffin and sleep. Now the dynasty is in charge of the government. My second uncle told us before going to bed that this news must not be told to outsiders, otherwise it would be very likely to bring a catastrophe to the dynasty!" Yuan Feng put down his wine glass and said dullly.

"Consuming life span!" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly.

Lifespan, a person's lifespan, is an extremely precious thing for warriors. Even if they are close relatives, they may not be willing to consume their lifespan to heal them.

Tianyang Xuanyuan actually spent his life to heal his daughter. It seems that he was very concerned about this princess.

"Yes, my father spent five hundred years of life, and An'er's life lasted for 18 years. That day, I was shocked when Master Pu Qing said that you could eradicate An'er's congenital disease! If Master Pu Qing had not brought you the Qingmu Xuan Fang you wrote, I wouldn't believe it!" Yuan Feng replied.

Jian Fengyun smiled faintly, looked at Yuan Feng, and said, "It is easy to solve Princess Daoan's congenital disease. You choose a day and I will go and see her!"

When Yuan Feng heard this, his face suddenly became happy and said, "Okay, I will go to the palace to pay homage to my second uncle. An'er has suffered a lot over the years. In the past, I was in the city and my father didn't give me the money. She gave it to me. I don't want her to die!"

"Haha, I said that every time we went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, you would go and see Princess Daoan first. It turns out that you were asking her for money!" Wang Chuyuan rumbling beside him, as if he remembered something, suddenly slapped the table and pointed at Yuan Fengdao.

"You still dare to say it? There is a Master of Xuancheng behind you, and no one dares to accept your money. Although I am a prince, I still have to accept money!" Yuan Feng seemed to remember something and said suddenly.

At this moment, the old old man in brown robe walked in from outside in a hurry.

"Your Highness Yuanfeng, I have found out where those killers came from just now!" Old Bai bowed.

Everyone's eyes immediately gathered on him. Yuan Feng glanced at him and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's the person from the Prince's Mansion. Those three people have the orders of the eldest prince's mansion!" Bai Lao bowed slightly and said.

"Brother! Why is it him again!" Yuan Feng didn't make a sudden move and was slightly angry.

Wang Chuyuan, who was standing beside him, frowned immediately, asked, "Yuan Feng, what does it mean? Has the prince already attacked you?"

"Hey! There was no action. It was just that my father summoned me once seventeen years ago, and then he and his second brother always sent people to follow me!" Yuan Feng sighed with his lips and pursed.

"Stalking? Why are you following?" Wang Chuyuan looked puzzled.

Yuan Feng nodded slightly and said helplessly: "I don't know why!"

Jian Fengyun picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said calmly: "To fight for the throne!"

"Fight for the throne!"

Wang Chuyuan and Yuan Feng were stunned at the same time, with a confused look on their faces.

"The father is still alive, what throne are they fighting for?" Yuan Feng said in a daze.

Everyone's eyes fell on Jian Fengyun in an instant, a little confused.

Jian Fengyun glanced at everyone and said calmly: "The person who entered the ice coffin to seal the sleeping person means that there is not much life left. Sleeping with the power of ice can prolong the life span, but it cannot live long. Recently, Tianyang Xuanyuan had only seen you seventeen years ago. They were afraid that your father would secretly pass the throne to you, so they sent someone to monitor him. If I guess correctly, once Tianyang Xuanyuan dies, you will die."

"Ah! How could it be? The father said that the Spirit Emperor had a long lifespan and it would not have any major impact after spending five hundred years. How could he not live long?" Yuan Feng's face turned pale when he heard this.

"For the Spirit Emperor in his heyday, his life span is indeed long, with three thousand years of life span, but don't forget that Tianyang Xuanyuan established the dynasty, and so many years have been established, it can be said that he will spend five hundred years in the last time. He will be at most a hundred years of life span. For the elderly Spirit Emperor, he may have spent all his life spans in one battle with others." Jian Fengyun explained calmly.

"But, seventeen years ago, the father killed two assassins from the Spirit Emperor Realm with his own hands. How could he not have much lifespan?" Yuan Feng's face was a little anxious.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, and he smiled faintly: "Kill two Spirit Emperors? If I guessed correctly, he should have borrowed the Imperial Dao Soldier, right? His move was to shock those forces that covet your royal family. But eighteen years are about to pass, and I guess there will be some speculations within the dynasty. It seems that the Tianyang Dynasty will be in chaos in a short time. You have to make plans early!"

"Ah!" Yuan Feng's heart was shocked. Seventeen years ago, his father killed two spiritual emperor assassins and did use the Emperor's Extreme Soldiers, and he had a rest for a whole day afterwards. Now he thinks he is really like what his elder brother said.

Yuan Feng asked Jian Fengyun for help in a panic and said, "Then, what should I do? Brother, can you help my father increase his life span?"

"There is a solution, but there is no such thing as prolonging life!" Jian Fengyun said slowly, his tone still calm, but he was thinking in his heart.

Tianyang Xuanyuan is nominally his disciple. Now that his life span is almost exhausted, his disciple Yang Yun has not appeared. If Yang Yun takes action, Princess An's illness should be simple. By this calculation, Yang Yun should have not appeared in the Qingyun Domain for a long time, but his imperial tomb in the Northern Barbarians was obviously Yang Yun's work. He should have been here. He has not appeared for a long time. Could it be that something happened to Wanyu afterwards?

"What kind of life-long extension is needed?" Yuan Feng asked quickly.

"The longevity fruit, the essence and blood of the thousand-year-old black turtle, and the ten thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng!" Jian Fengyun spit out.

ps: There are two updates, a little later!

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