Chu Yun shook his head: "You can really mess around, you are too weak, and the outside of the palace is not so clean. If something happens..."

"Third brother, you are still so verbose!" Chu Ling interrupted him and shook the vial: "After drinking this magical water for the past few days, my health is getting better and better. Now I am no different from a normal person."

"What a fool!" Chu Yun shook his head.

He doesn't think the divine water is that magical.

People say that it is miraculous, that they can stay young forever, have a strong spirit, and can rejuvenate their youth. It is simply a joke.

In his opinion, it was just spreading rumors.

Exaggerating the efficacy of the divine water by one point if it passes through one person's mouth will be exaggerated by ten points if it passes through ten people's mouth. If it passes through the mouth of more than a hundred people, it will be exaggerated.

The divine water became a panacea that could cure all diseases.

How can there be such a miraculous medicine in the world? It has not existed since ancient times!

Seeing that Chu Ling was so convinced, he felt more and more that Chu Ling was not very smart and that women were too easily deceived.

Just look at the enthusiasm of those noble ladies for the divine water and you will know how easy it is to fool them. Just a random thing and a little exaggeration can fool them into confusion.

When you find out later that you have been deceived, you will not learn from the experience and lessons. Instead, you will throw yourself into the next one and be deceived. You will not gain wisdom even if you suffer a hundred times.

"Third brother, you don't believe in Master Fakong's Buddhist mantra?" Chu Ling chuckled: "I heard that my nephew was saved by Master Fakong."

"I firmly believe in Master Fakong's Buddhist mantra, but the divine water is not a Buddhist mantra, it is just water affected by the Buddha's mantra, and the effect is much worse."

"That's true, but the divine water does work. Otherwise, how could I stand in front of you now, third brother?"

"Okay, it seems to work." Yi Wang Chuyun nodded helplessly.

If this continues, she will become angry and act rogue.

Chu Ling said: "I want to go to the blessing ceremony. Third brother can help me."

"Nonsense!" Chu Yun's expression suddenly changed and his eyes widened: "Absolutely not!"

He had received a lot of news and knew how chaotic the blessing ceremony would be, and how many ghosts and ghosts would sneak in and cause trouble.

"Third brother, aren't you going?" Chu Ling asked.

Chu Yun hummed: "Of course I have to take a look at such a big event."

"Then just take me with you. By your side, safety is always guaranteed, right? What's the nonsense?"

"Once chaos breaks out, how can I take care of you?" Chu Yun shook his head: "How can you have such thoughts!"

"My father won't let Master Fakong help me treat my illness, so I can only go to the blessing ceremony by myself." Chu Ling said.

"Father...he must have a reason not to let Master Fakong treat you!" Chu Yun hesitated and said solemnly: "I will plead with my father and let Master Fakong treat you. Don't go to the blessing ceremony to do this.

lively!"

"Mother, I tried it, but it didn't work... If you don't take me, then I'll go find Brother Ninth." Chu Ling snorted.

Chu Yun's face was gloomy: "Lao Jiu?"

"Brother Ninth will help me." Chu Ling squinted at him.

She knew that Third Brother was extremely afraid of Ninth Brother, not because of Ninth Brother's martial arts skills, but because of his status in the military.

The third brother has always regarded himself as the prince and regards the world as his own, so he will be afraid of and hostile to anyone who poses a threat to his imperial power.

In addition to the sixth brother, the King of England, whose kindness and virtuous reputation won the support of hundreds of officials, the ninth brother was also regarded as a threat by him.

If the third brother becomes the emperor, the first person to deal with is the sixth brother, and the next person to deal with is the ninth brother. The ninth brother will be removed from his position, and he will not be allowed to be the admiral of the nine sects and control the security of the entire Shenjing.

"If Lao Jiu really dares to take you there, my father will never spare him!" Chu Yun said coldly: "I will not spare him either."

"Third brother, are you too overbearing? If you don't take me there, why don't you allow Ninth Brother to take me?" Chu Ling smiled sarcastically: "You haven't become the emperor yet, so you can't cure Ninth Brother's sins."

Now in the imperial court, the third brother is the most powerful in terms of power, but in terms of real power, the ninth brother is the strongest. The nine admirals have a transcendent status and are only responsible to the father and are not under their control.

So now the third brother has nothing to do but the ninth brother.

"...Little sister, please let me worry a little less!" Chu Yun said softly in a helpless tone.

"Aren't you the most worry-free person under your nose?" Chu Ling said with a smile: "Third brother, if you don't agree, I will file a complaint with my mother and accuse you of bullying me!"

"You..." Chu Yun pointed at her.

Chu Ling said proudly: "Let's see if the Queen Mother will take care of you!"

Chu Yun looked at her helplessly: "I really owed you in my previous life. After all, how can you not go to the blessing ceremony?"

"Third brother, you're doing this again!" Chu Ling snorted, "I won't be bribed by you!"

"I recently got a set of precious clothes, impeccable treasure clothes. After wearing them, they are spotless and kept absolutely clean at all times."

"impossible?"

"It's not like you don't know about the Queen Mother's treasured clothes."

"..."

"Would you like the Immaculate Treasure Clothes?"

"……want!"

"Then it's settled. If you get this precious garment from me, you are not allowed to go to the blessing ceremony. If you don't agree, then this precious garment will be left to the princess."

"Okay, okay, please agree to the head office!" Chu Ling said impatiently: "Hurry up and bring it to me for a look."

Chu Yun stared at her.

Chu Ling said: "I have promised you, and I will never break my promise!"

"...Okay." Chu Yun hummed, clapped his hands, and a delicate maid came in to salute.

Chu Yun gave an order.

After a while, the maid held a flat yellow wooden box and presented it to Chu Ling.

Chu Ling opened it and found a set of Yuebai Luo shirt inside, which looked soft and delicate.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. It was not made of silk, but rather of linen, which looked very rustic.

This is the same color she usually likes to wear, and the same texture she likes.

It's not so white and flawless, and it's not so dull as gray. It's moon white, with color and no color. It's in the middle, and it suits her best.

If the fabric is smooth, she will feel itchy in her heart, as if her fingers were scratching on a smooth stone. The soft and polished feeling makes her feel more at ease.

"Little sister, go put it on and take a look." Chu Yun said.

Chu Ling took Xiaoxing Xiaoyue and followed the pretty maid out.

When she came in again, she was wearing a moon-white robe, holding a folding fan and shaking it gently. She walked in with square steps, like a jade-faced scholar, handsome and elegant.

"Not bad, not bad." Chu Yun nodded with satisfaction: "It fits perfectly. It seems to be God's will. It was prepared for you, little sister."

"Third brother," Chu Ling took two steps in front of him and was very satisfied with the Wu Guo treasure clothes: "Where did you get this?"

"We can't say this." Chu Yun shook his head: "Anyway, the people below submitted it."

"Don't you want to know the origin?" Chu Ling said: "What if it was ripped off from a dead person?"

"This is impossible!" Chu Yun shook his head: "They don't dare to do this."

"People often like to overestimate themselves." Chu Qingqing said with emotion: "Third brother, you just think too highly of yourself. Be careful. Don't always stare at the top, but also look at the bottom of your feet... Okay, I don't either.

You are asking for trouble, no matter where it comes from, it was given to you by third brother, so I'm leaving."

"Okay, hurry up and go back to the palace." Chu Yun had no intention of keeping him, he wished she could hurry back to the palace and send this little ancestor away.

He and Chu Ling were more than ten years apart. When Chu Ling was brought back by the queen, he was already sensible and regarded her as both a sister and a daughter.

His feelings for Chu Ling are deeper than those for his sons.

After the birth of his three sons, he was so focused on fighting in the court that he had no intention of meeting them at all. He spent very little time with them. He could only see them once a day, during dinner in the evening, but not the rest of the time.

But he grew up with Chu Ling. He helped look after Chu Ling when she was a child.

But despite their deep feelings, they couldn't play together. They were a generation apart and had completely different ideas.

After she became a eldest girl, she always felt that Chu Yun was too nagging, even more nagging than the queen, and that he cared too much about herself.

Talking about having the same temperament, I still have the same temperament as Wang Chuxiang.

Chu Ling returned to Lingyun Palace, reclining on the Arhat bed in the vestibule, thinking carefully about Fakong's every move.

How did he recognize himself at once?

Why would he take the risk and directly cast a rejuvenation spell on himself?

Is it really for Brother Ninth?

Or is it because of my father?

Although she was locked up in the palace, she was not naive. On the contrary, because she read a lot, she was more thoughtful than ordinary people.

Everyone's behavior has a purpose. Nothing is good without reason, and nothing is bad without reason. There must be a purpose.

What is the purpose of Master Fakong?
To be continued...