Long Chen was escorted into a small dark room by two beautiful palace maids, and the door was closed.
The two palace maids looked straight at Long Chen, like hungry wolves looking for food.
"Little Longzi? He was just cut, right? He looks like a man. Let's take a look."
One palace maid was watching at the door, and the other wanted to take action.
Long Chen was not circumcised at all. If he was molested by them, he would definitely be exposed.
Long Chen cursed in his heart: Grandma, if it weren't for the fear of being exposed, I would have dealt with you two together!
"You two, if you molest me, I will scream!"
"Hey! It's boring!"
The two palace maids left the small dark room in low spirits and said: "It depends on your luck. If you are not needed tomorrow, just wait for death. Dare to peek at the princess's body!"
boom!
The door was slammed shut.
Sitting in the small dark room, Long Chen was bored and hungry. He hadn't eaten yet today.
The original owner of this body had all his martial arts skills, but later lost all of them, otherwise he wouldn't be so aggrieved.
"In such a small dark room, will there be any masters who left behind martial arts secrets?"
"This kind of thinking is too old-fashioned. I have read too many novels."
The floor was too cold, and Long Chen huddled in the corner. The window was very small, and only a faint light came through.
"This is...fuck, is it really true?"
There was really a cultivation text in the corner. Long Chen immediately lay down on the ground and read it carefully. It said:
I relied on the method of cultivating yin to hide my male body. I wanted to sneak into the harem, but I was discovered. I regretted that I was not good at studying, so I created another method before my death. I would definitely be able to hide my male body without being discovered by practicing this method.
What follows is the specific practice method.
This was probably a cowardly senior who thought he could hide the man's identity by practicing Yin cultivation. Unexpectedly, he was discovered in the end.
He should have been imprisoned here before his death, and then perfected the technique.
"God help me, I need this exactly!"
Long Chen practiced the Yin Cultivating Method, and the yang energy in his body slowly gathered and dispersed. This feeling was very strange.
He could even feel that his body, which had previously lost its muscles and veins, was actually showing signs of repair.
This senior must be a peerless genius, but it's a pity that he was so lustful that he pretended to be a eunuch and sneaked into the Eastern Zhou harem.
Time passed little by little, and Long Chen was immersed in a wonderful feeling.
Bang!
The door of the small black room was opened, and two graceful palace maids walked in. They picked up Long Chen and walked out.
"You two ladies, what do you want to do?"
When Long Chen woke up from his cultivation state, he felt that his second brother was already hiding. This technique was really powerful.
Not only that, but his body, which had lost its muscles and veins, was also completely restored.
"The fourth princess ordered us to take you to the Daming Palace to write poems. Then you will sit quietly behind the fourth princess and don't make any noise. Do you hear me?"
"This is your only chance to survive, Xiao Longzi, don't be disrespectful."
A palace maid seemed to be very interested in Long Chen.
"What do you call this young lady?"
"Don't ask. Wait until you pass this level. It won't be interesting if you die."
Soon, we arrived in front of a majestic palace. The female soldiers were wearing armor and holding weapons, all of them looked heroic.
This is the Daming Palace, the imperial palace of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It is where the empress goes to court and where foreign envoys are received.
"Who is here today? Nanliang? Xixia?"
Long Chen asked the palace maid next to him. The palace maid did not answer, but quietly escorted Long Chen into the Daming Palace through the side door, and then sat down behind the fourth princess, Emperor Luo Xi.
After sitting down in his seat, Long Chen finally had time to carefully look at the surrounding environment.
In the Daming Palace, a woman wearing a phoenix robe sat on a phoenix chair. She was the empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Shi Tian.
Emperor Shaktian is said to be in her fifties this year, but she looks as young as she is in her twenties. Her phoenix-like eyes are not angry but she possesses the aura of a domineering empress that dominates the entire audience.
There is an aisle in the middle, with ministers from the two countries sitting on both sides.
To the east is the host, Eastern Zhou, with the ministers and four princesses of Eastern Zhou sitting in turn.
To the west is the envoy from Nanliang. The ambassador is the great scribe Yu Shinan, and he is surrounded by four princes from Nanliang.
When he saw these four people, the hatred of the original owner of the body continued to emerge, and Long Chen's heart was filled with murderous intent.
Qingyue and Xuanyi, two personal maids, were sitting behind the fourth princess, Di Luoxi. Seeing Long Chen come in, Qingyue told the story in a low voice.
The Nanliang delegation went to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to fight over poems and essays in the Daming Palace. The Eastern Zhou Dynasty was at a disadvantage, so Emperor Luo Xi brought Long Chen over to help out.
"If you win, you won't die. If you lose, you can be reincarnated."
Long Chen glanced at the opposite side. The first person in the Nanliang delegation was Prince Li Chengtong, followed by the other three princes: Li Jiye, Li Yuanying, and Li Wenji. The last one was the great scribe Yu Shinan.
When Long Chen saw his enemy's son, his eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, and he wanted to kill the four of them on the spot.
Di Luoxi felt a killing intent behind her and turned back to look at Long Chen.
Long Chen immediately suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
"Empress, if you, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, cannot live up to this poem, then Diaoyu City will belong to us in Nanliang."
Prince Li Chengtong smiled arrogantly.
Qingyue explained in a low voice that the Nanliang mission proposed a duel this time. If Nanliang lost, they would give Linjiang City to Eastern Zhou; if Eastern Zhou lost, they would occupy Diaoyu City.
The empress turned to look at the second princess, Emperor Xingwan. This princess was known for her outstanding literary talent. She was the main force in this poetry contest.
Di Xingwan is handsome and has an elegant temperament. She is wearing a white robe and looks like a fairy descending to earth.
Emperor Xingwan looked troubled, obviously he couldn't match Yu Shinan's poems.
"What poem did he write?"
Long Chen asked Qingyue in a low voice.
"A poem about snow."
"show me."
Qingyue brought what Di Luoxi had copied and Long Chen read it. It was good, but just good.
"Ok?"
Di Luoxi turned her head slightly and asked in a low voice.
Long Chen smiled slightly and said: "Princess, don't worry, this kind of rubbish poetry is worthy of embarrassing people."
After saying that, Long Chen wrote quickly and wrote a poem praising the snow.
Qingyue took it and quickly presented it to Di Luoxi.
Di Luoxi glanced at it, her face changed slightly, she turned her head and looked at Long Chen deeply, and then said: "Wait a minute, I composed a poem about snow."
Everyone's eyes fell on Di Luoxi, and the second princess, Di Xingwan, was a little surprised, because the fourth princess, Di Luoxi, was known for her martial arts skills and was not familiar with poetry.
The Nanliang envoy had a joking look on their faces. They also knew very well what each of the four princesses of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was good at.
Prince Li Chengtong chuckled and said: "I only heard that the four princesses are the best in the world in fighting and assassination skills, but I didn't expect that they can write poems?"
The great scribe Yu Shinan also said with a sarcastic tone: "I thought the fourth princess couldn't read, but I didn't expect that she could compose poetry."
The Nanliang delegation burst into laughter.
The empress' eyes fell on Di Luoxi, and she found that Di Luoxi seemed very confident.
Di Luoxi smiled slightly and said: "It is said that your literary style in Nanliang is at its peak, your literature can rule the world, and your military power can conquer the world. Naturally, we in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty dare not fall behind."
"I have a poem about snow, and I would like to invite some of you to taste it."
The great scribe Yu Shinan laughed and said: "Please invite the fourth princess to chant."
Emperor Luo Xi recited loudly: "Thousands of birds have disappeared, thousands of people have disappeared, and a man with a coir raincoat is alone in a boat fishing for snow in the cold river."
hiss...
Yu Shinan, who had looked sarcastic just now, froze, and Prince Li Chengtong was also stunned.
In just a few words, he painted a picture of a cold and lonely scene: it was as if he saw two snow-capped mountains, a lonely river, a small boat drifting on the river, and an extraordinary man fishing alone in the boat, aloof from other things.
"Wonderful!"
The great scribe Yu Shinan couldn't help but admire him.
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