After leaving the palace, Chen Qingle seemed to have lost her soul.
There are six rounds of Xuanlian trials, and each round is usually separated by fifty or sixty years.
Chen Qingle has long been ready, and now he is about to enter the fourth round. The fourth and fifth rounds can give him fifty years, and the fifth and final rounds can give him another fifty years, which adds up to at least one hundred years.
Years to live.
But Emperor Xuanlian's words today completely shattered Chen Qingle's illusions.
The interval between each round has been shortened to twenty years, which means that he now only has less than forty years left to live.
This made him dizzy more than any humiliation. Some people said that it was better to die calmly than to be humiliated like this.
But Chen Qingle sneered at such people. Anyone could say bold words calmly, but how many people could truly stare at their own death and face it calmly?
People often say that it is better to live than to die. Isn't it a lie?
Chen Qingle slowly flew to the eastern suburbs cemetery in despair.
His mother-in-law was the daughter of a guilty minister and could not be buried in the royal tomb after her death. She could only be arranged by people from the imperial city to the eastern suburbs cemetery. However, Chen Qingle was not angry about this decision because he could not enter or exit the royal tomb at will.
But the eastern suburbs cemetery is OK.
The Eastern Suburb Cemetery is a huge cemetery where all the deceased people in the imperial capital are buried.
The tomb of Chen Qingle's mother and concubine is at the very edge of the cemetery in the eastern suburbs. It is deserted and there is only one solitary tomb of his mother and concubine within a hundred miles.
Chen Qingle knelt down in front of the tombstone in despair, and said in a daze: "Concubine, I don't have much time left, I will come to you soon."
"But I'm sorry for my unfilial piety. I don't want to see you so soon."
"Mother and concubine, my child is so confused right now. Should I rely on the strength of fellow Daoist Wang to fight, or should I cherish the remaining forty years and live well?"
Chen Qingle knelt in front of the tombstone for eight days.
During these eight days, he struggled fiercely in his heart, but no matter how hard he fought, he could not summon up the courage that had long since disappeared.
On the ninth day, a group of people from the second prince's residence quietly came to the tomb of Chen Qile's mother-in-law.
Chen Qingle thought that she had offended the second prince, and was afraid that he would hold a grudge and come to take revenge, so she quickly protected her mother's tombstone and glared at the slaves.
"What do you want to do! This is the place where my father is buried according to the decree. What are you doing here? Do you want to resist the decree?"
The leading man touched his mustache and cultivated in the late stage of divine transformation. He smiled and said: "I greet Jingxian. I am the third housekeeper of the second prince's house. Of course we do not dare to be disrespectful to the place where Concubine Ming is buried. But,
The land ten miles away from Concubine Ming's tomb has been purchased by the second prince."
Chen Qingle was shocked: "Nonsense! My mother's and concubine's graveyard is covered within a hundred miles! How could it be bought by him?"
"His Royal Highness the Second Prince has requested a decree from His Majesty, and Your Majesty has agreed. Now the land ten miles away from Concubine Ming's tomb belongs to His Highness the Second Prince. His Highness the Second Prince intends to make good use of this land, and has specifically asked me to say hello to the sudden appearance.
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Chen Qingle immediately felt a bad premonition in her heart.
"What is he going to do?"
The third housekeeper showed a sinister smile, stroking his beard and said: "It's like this. General Zhenxi fought at the border before and captured many beautiful foreign women. It just so happened that His Highness was nervous about spiritual stones recently, so he had to use these women to make more money.
These spiritual stones were used for the royal palace’s expenses. Therefore, the second prince took a fancy to this treasure land and planned to build the largest fragrant courtyard in the imperial capital.”
Chen Qingle was startled.
"You want to build a fragrant courtyard next to my mother-in-law's tomb?"
"yes!"
The third housekeeper's voice became shriller and shriller, like a thorn piercing Chen Qingle's head.
"The second prince has said that in the future, Piaoxiang Courtyard will be the most high-end place in the Xuanlian Dynasty, and it must have a number one person in charge. The second prince is kind and helped Miss Chanbi find a way out. Miss Chanbi will definitely be here in the future.
Piaoxiangyuan has become so famous that it attracts countless heroes to come and enjoy it!"
Chen Qingle lowered her head, her fists trembling in her sleeves.
"I won't interrupt Jingxianhou to bow down to Concubine Ming. My little ones, take out all the materials from the storage bags. Jingxianhou will kneel here for three years. After three years, Piaoxiang Courtyard must be established. By then, maybe
The first guest is Mr. Jingxianhou!"
Suddenly, Chen Qingle looked up, her red eyes about to spit out fire.
"I want your life!"
He was like a sharp arrow, shooting towards the three housekeepers.
Xuanlian brilliance burst out from his body, and a scimitar quietly fell into Chen Qingle's hand. However, the third housekeeper looked at him with disdain. When Chen Qingle rushed to him, pieces of yellow paper were pasted fiercely.
On top of him, Chen Qingle was intercepted in mid-air.
The third steward's cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god is unknown, and his strength is much stronger than that of Chen Qingle, a prince who has not fought for a long time.
With a wave of his hand, Chen Qingle was suddenly thrown to the tomb of Concubine Ming: "When you are surprised, you should kneel in front of Concubine Ming's tomb, so as not to make His Majesty angry. Let's get started!"
Chen Qingle got up from the ground and watched the group of people take out a large amount of jade and wood from the storage bags, feeling as if something was missing in his heart. He glanced at the tombstone of his mother-in-law and kowtowed heavily.
After that, Chen Qingle resolutely took to the air and flew away from the eastern suburbs cemetery at a high speed, flying towards his unexpected appearance at the Hou Mansion.
Chen Qingle arrived at the Hou Mansion like a shooting star. Chanbi immediately sensed Chen Qingle's aura and came out to greet her.
When she saw Chen Qingle's gray face and red eyes, her own eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Sir, what's wrong with you..."
Chen Qingle suddenly put aside Chanbi's hand and said softly: "Chanbi, get out."
"Sir! What happened?!"
"I told you to get out! Don't you even listen to me now?"
Chen Qingle roared suddenly.
This roar frightened Chanbi. She had never heard Chen Qingle roar at anyone, let alone her.
For a moment, she didn't dare to resist Chen Qingle, and could only look at his back with concern, before turning into a stream of light and leaving the Hou Mansion.
Chen Qingle opened Shu Han's door with a heavy heart.
When Chen Qingle returned to the Hou Mansion angrily, Shu Han had already had a premonition. Shu Han slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Qingle, whose eyes were spitting fire and filled with rage.
"Have you thought about it?"
boom!
Chen Qingle suddenly knelt down in front of Shu Han.
"I, the forty-ninth prince of the Xuanlian Dynasty, Chen Qingle, please accept me as your disciple and help me ascend to the throne! From now on, your words will be my fate, Chen Qingle!"
Shu Han said calmly: "Even if I have help, the road ahead will not be smooth sailing. You may die on this road at any time, you know."
"Know!"
"If the overall situation is not good, I will put my own safety first and will not live or die with you. You can accept this."
"As long as you sincerely help me, I will always put your safety first and will naturally accept it."
Shu Han nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's do the apprenticeship ceremony."
Chen Qingle knelt down three times and bowed nine times.