In the room, Yan Huansha was lying on her back on the couch, one of her long legs slightly bent, and her face looked both shy and happy.
As the saying goes, a country will perish as soon as you smile. Xiao Lian's jade body is spread out all over the night. She probably looks a bit like her at this time, extremely charming.
When she was sent to the Prince's Mansion, she thought that with her beauty and inner talents, she would soon win the love of Prince Qin.
Unfortunately not.
In the following year, Yan Huansha was hit hard. The Crown Prince of Qin's indifference to her was so hard-hearted that she almost despaired.
However, everything changed last night.
Happiness comes somewhat suddenly.
It was precisely because of the silence of the previous year that Yan Huansha cherished last night's situation.
There was a hint of joy in the corner of her mouth, and she sat up with all her strength: "When did the prince leave?"
"I went to attend the court meeting before dawn." the maid replied.
Yan Huansha was taken aback.
Leaving before dawn?
Not all the donkeys in the production team may have this kind of energy.
She moved her body sideways, stretched her small and delicate feet from the couch, and put them into the soft shoes with raised toes under the bed. Then she stood up slowly. It felt good to have her feet on the ground, especially after flying in the sky all night.
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"Help me go and cleanse myself." Yan Huansha's hoarse voice contained a different kind of tenderness.
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Zhao Huaizhong left the stone palace and came to the main hall of Xianyang Palace.
During the non-court meeting time, Prince Zhuang and Xiang were working in the study. The main hall of Nuo Da was deserted except for a group of soldiers at the door solemnly performing the ceremony.
"You guys also wait here." Zhao Huaizhong ordered.
Xin Wu, Wu Jia and others stopped after hearing this and waited outside the palace.
Zhao Huaizhong entered the main hall, walked to the back, opened the secret mechanism on the side wall of the back hall, went up the stairs inside, and soon reached the top of the main hall.
The Zhenguo Seal hangs in front, shining brightly.
As his practice continued to grow, especially after he approached the Saint Realm, he began to vaguely feel some strange fluctuations in the Zhenguo Seal.
This national weapon, which was closely connected to the fate of the Qin Dynasty, seemed to be summoning him spiritually.
As Zhao Huaizhong approaches, the Zhenguo Seal trembles slightly, the surrounding light fluctuates like a tide, and countless mantra symbols rise and fall.
Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand and gently pressed the top of the national seal, and suddenly a series of message images passed before his eyes.
The first thing that appeared was a huge mountain range with continuous palaces.
And in that palace, another enchanting woman in colorful clothes appeared, sitting high in the palace palace.
Behind her, evil spirits swirled around her, and a strange bird with a snake-like neck and colorful colors flashed past.
Zhao Huai felt his head tremble slightly. When Pei Yu was attacked, he once rescued him and described what he experienced during the attack.
"A strange bird with a long neck like a snake!" Zhao Huaizhong's eyes suddenly shone.
He already knew what the picture projected by the Zhenguo Seal was. The demon clan forces hiding in the dark had once peeked into Xianyang, but the clues were discovered by Da Qin's weapon of national destiny.
At this time, the message was sent to himself again.
"Does Dad know?"
Zhao Huaizhong thought: My father probably didn't know that he was also practicing to be close to the saint state, and he gradually sensed the special fluctuations of the Zhenguo Seal.
This artifact of the country has been connected with the fate of the Qin Dynasty for a long time, and it has obviously developed spirituality.
When Zhao Huaizhong left Xianyang Palace, he was still thinking about the monster clan.
According to the information currently available, the hiding place of the demon clan is probably in the Kunlun Mountains.
But the knowledge is limited, and it is not yet time to contact and confront them.
Zhao Huaizhong was thinking as he walked and came to see King Zhuang Xiang.
He was not ready to tell King Zhuang Xiang right now about the demon clan. He came here for other purposes.
"Father."
Zhao Huaizhong came to King Zhuang Xiang in a calm manner and sat down. Seeing that there was no one else in the study, he said bluntly: "In addition to the part given to me, is there any follow-up content in the book on the art of human relations used to stabilize the harem?"
King Zhuang Xiang said in surprise: "Isn't one volume enough?
There is only one secret scroll that has been passed down, so where can the follow-up come from?"
Zhao Huaizhong: "But when I was practicing, I always felt that there were some areas that could be improved, so I added some follow-up parts to the secret volume."
King Zhuang Xiang was shocked and perked up: "Seriously?!
My son can actually perfect the art of human relations? Can you tell others?"
"Of course." Zhao Huaizhong reciprocated the favor and calmly told his father the art of human relations that he had deduced.
After hearing this, King Zhuang Xiang felt like hearing the voice of a fairy, and felt a little regretful: "It seems that I can't practice all the subsequent parts of yours."
Zhao Huaizhong: "My father's affairs are very heavy and I cannot concentrate on my practice. The subsequent content requires my inner breath level. My father is indeed unable to practice all of it."
King Zhuang Xiang seemed to have been severely attacked.
Zhao Huaizhong smiled: "But the part that my father can practice can properly guide the breath in the body and warm and nourish the internal organs. It is very good for my father's body. It can reduce wear and tear and is beneficial to longevity."
"good!"
King Zhuang Xiang's face returned to joy, and he was quite satisfied with his son's filial piety.
The two men immediately began to discuss state affairs.
Until evening, Zhao Huaizhong came to Ye Yu's Mansion again, and Mu Qingkong sent him an ancient bamboo slip.
The ancient scroll was shimmering with glistening light, and was ancient yellow in color. It was damaged and broken in many places, indicating its age.
"This is obtained from the extermination of a sect in the mansion. It is called the Xuanguang Scroll. It is said to be something handed down from ancient times. Unfortunately, it is a fragment.
The people below knew that the prince liked to collect mysterious things, so they sent them back first."
The contents in the bamboo scroll aroused Zhao Huaizhong's interest.
It describes an ancient cultivation system, which is very different from the current system developed by the human race.
What is mentioned in the ancient scrolls is that the level of power is simply distinguished by the thickness of mana.
The standard of measurement is the number of years of practice, in which those who have practiced for less than a hundred years are judged to be low-level practitioners, and those who have practiced for a thousand years are considered to have first glimpses of immortals and demons.
Only later can you gradually enter the legendary level of immortals and demons.
Zhao Huaizhong was interested in this content because he thought of himself.
If you include yourself in this system that measures levels purely by the thickness of your mana, how should you calculate it?
After he started practicing, the power within his body increased with every breath he took. With one breath, the inner breath was equivalent to an ordinary practitioner moving around the body.
How long can he practice in one day compared to an ordinary practitioner?
Now that he has been practicing for two years and eight months, how many years can he be worth his level?
Ancient books also mentioned that in ancient myths and legends, there was a pioneering being who slept in the endless chaos for countless years, accumulated majestic inner energy, and finally broke through the chaos to create a world of immortals and demons.
"I heard from the monster that some great supernatural beings in ancient times seemed to have a physique that could increase their strength just by breathing. They would often fall asleep and their strength would naturally increase when they woke up. This is very similar to me."
Soon after, Zhao Huaizhong put down the ancient scroll in his hand, and a subordinate came in from the door:
"Your Majesty, Lao Sikong has sent a message saying that there has been progress in the research on the disassembly of the osteoscope. Please invite Your Majesty to come over."
After the group arrived at the Ministry of Materials and Construction, they were taken to a heavily guarded palace by Lao Sikong.
As soon as Zhao Huaizhong came in, he saw two ancient mirrors suspended in the room, which were exactly the same bone mirrors he had originally obtained.
At this time, countless mantra symbols appeared on the surface of the bone mirror, and these symbols in turn derived wisps of mana lines, intertwined and connected, surrounding the bone mirror. At first glance, it seemed extremely complicated and exquisite.
"Is there any progress in research?"
Zhao Huaizhong looked at the osteoscope, which had obviously been separated into its internal structure.