Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five, Your Teachings
"I'll leave first, you guys watch it carefully and don't let anyone come in." Hong Zhao said carelessly.
"yes!"
The group of guards outside the palace said with their heads down.
Logically speaking, although Hong Zhao is a princess maid, these palace guards do not need to look at her expression. What's strange is that they are very respectful.
Hongzhao turned around and walked into the palace.
She walked into Qiyun Palace, which was Princess Jiarou's palace, but it was empty inside and there was no one there. Because no one had cleaned it for too long, a thin layer of gray was accumulated.
"call out……"
A stream of light suddenly came in from outside the palace.
Hong Zhao skillfully intercepted him.
This is a secret letter.
Hongzhao's body deformed like fluid, and then turned into a man with fair skin and blush on his cheeks.
The man's expression and movements are very similar to women. With fair skin and delicate facial features, it is easy for people to misunderstand it as women.
His name is Ji Beiyun. His body is a man and his daughter is very much hated. He always likes to think about the woman's movements and postures. He luckily cultivates to the platinum realm, and is appreciated by the little prince. He was given the God-turned Ghost Old Man and became the Thirteen Gods.
General One. In terms of combat effectiveness, he is a scumbag, and he can't even beat ordinary gold, but at some point, he can perform strange results.
Among the thirteen gods, if one insists on choosing an existence who is absolutely loyal to the little prince, it will definitely be him.
His surrender to the little prince has been deeply rooted in his bones, because he believes that the little prince gave him a new life and he should always be the little prince's slave.
He even wanted to become any woman in the world and serve the little prince, even if he didn't like men at all.
Of course, when he said this, he was slapped by the little prince and almost died...
Ji Beiyun glanced at the secret letter and his face suddenly became very ugly.
"Hongzhao escaped."
"The Sirius Army Camp was destroyed."
"Qing Ning was rescued and her whereabouts were unknown."
Ji Beiyun thought of Luo Sen's strange eyes just now and muttered in his heart: Could it be Luo Sen? It should be wrong. SHIELD does not have the ability to destroy the Tianlang Army. No matter how powerful that Luo Sen is, he is only at level 10 of gold. How could he kill 30,000 of them?
Tianlang Army.
However, the army was mobilized and could not be concealed at all, especially the military leaders were already from their own side, so how could they kill each other?
"It's really strange. It seems that Hong Zhao's identity is no longer used." Ji Beiyun was a little angry: "What a bunch of wastes, I almost ruined the big event of the little prince. Fortunately, Princess Jiarou is already in our hands, and the two maids are also
It's useless."
Then, Jibeiyun destroyed the letter and quietly left Qiyun Palace.
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In the Prince's Mansion.
The little prince Li Zongxuan was playing with a small glass pot in his hand. The pot was crystal clear and looked very expensive.
His demeanor was very outstanding and extraordinary, but his eyes were a little condescending.
Standing in front of him are representatives of major chambers of commerce.
"Your Highness, these weapons are prohibited goods. We took a great risk before we were transported into the imperial capital." A representative from the chamber of commerce said in a low voice.
This made everyone's hearts speak out, and everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears and wait for the little prince's positive response.
The little prince smiled slightly and said intimately: "I know, don't worry, I will donate all of these weapons to the Tianlang Army. I am just worried that the long review process will delay the preparation of the Tianlang Army, so I asked.
Everyone is sending weapons.”
Now the representatives of the chamber of commerce were relieved.
Even if they have a good relationship with the Prince's Mansion, they dare not violate national laws.
However, if it is for the preparation of the army, then the problem is not big.
On the contrary, this is still a great thing.
Someone flattered him: "The little prince is worried about the country and the people, and he can be called a rare wise king in the world."
"Is that right?" the little prince glanced at him.
"That's right, right."
Representatives of the chambers of commerce nodded one after another.
A playful smile appeared on the corner of the little prince's mouth: "It's just a wise king?"
Everyone's hearts were stuttering. What does this mean? Could it be that the little prince has other ideas?
Everyone was silent now and did not dare to say anything more.
The little prince laughed: "Hahaha, just kidding, don't mind."
The representatives of the chamber of commerce felt relieved, but they felt a little regretful. If the little prince could become the emperor, their chamber of commerce would make a huge profit.
and……
Although Your Majesty is wise, His Highnesses are too mediocre.
It would be great if His Highness the Little Prince could inherit the throne.
Of course, they can only think about it in their hearts and dare not say it. Such words are a big deal.
The little prince's eyes swept across the audience, as if he noticed everyone's feelings, and felt a little satisfied.
These chambers of commerce have close ties with the Prince's Mansion.
It is also a very important part of his plan. The dynasty changes and the people's momentum and stability are much easier to use than the army.
After chatting for a while, representatives from major chambers of commerce left.
The little prince sat alone in the room.
A secret message came.
"Have the two little maids escaped?" The little prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and his knuckles hit the table, making a dull and twitchy sound.
The room was silent.
Suddenly the little prince smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Luo Sen's inexplicable return really surprised me, but so what? A genius is just a genius. He has not grown into a strong man and cannot affect the overall situation. If it weren't for the pot
Zhongxian cares about him, how could I waste my energy on such a small person?”
"Let Ji Beiyun go to the Ning family. He is no longer needed in the palace. The old general Ningxiao still seems to be unwilling to accept my kindness."
"It would be better if the Tianlang Army comforted them a little, so that they could figure out their positioning and want to negotiate with me. If it weren't for my support, I would really think they could be as famous as the Dragon Slaying?"
"Let Di Huo take care of His Highness the Princess, and you must not make any mistakes."
"Has the other branch of the Sword Emperor been found? This is good news. I will immediately question the relics of the Sword Emperor and send them to Ling Zheng."
The little prince sat in the room, planned and issued orders one by one, and was implemented as quickly as possible.
At this time, there was another knock on the door outside the door.
"Your Highness, the prince's condition seems to have worsened again." A servant whispered.
The little prince was stunned and laughed.
It seems that I am laughing at my carelessness, how could I forget my father's affairs?
"I know, I'll go right away."
He walked out of the room and walked straight to Prince Chen's room, and everyone in the palace looked at him in awe with the eyes of a god.
In the hearts of the people in the royal palace.
The only one who can represent the prince’s mansion is the little prince.
"Father, I'm here." The little prince did not knock on the door, but pushed it in and looked at Prince Chen on the hospital bed with a smile.
Prince Chen became very old, with an unhealthy pale face, and aged spots all over his face, as if he would die at any time.
He stared at the little prince, with a little disgust in his eyes, and his shriveled hands trembled and looked extremely difficult.
More than a year ago, Prince Chen, who was still full of energy, was still scolding the little prince, but now he was lying in bed, as if he would die at any time.
This is really shocking.
"For... why." Prince Chen's lips were squirming, as if even his throat was shaking, his strength had been exhausted. His life was passing rapidly, but he still asked this question.
"Are you asking about drugging you?" The little prince smiled calmly, then slowly lowered his head: "This is all your teachings."