Coincidentally, the guard who went in to report earlier also came out and said to Luo Zheng.
Bai Xingjian's face changed and turned into the color of a hunter's liver. Just now he said that Luo Zheng couldn't enter Prince Rong's Mansion, but he was immediately invited in. His face felt sore.
"Brother Bai, look, I won't trouble you anymore."
Luo Zheng bowed his hand to Bai Xingjian, without even looking at him, turned around and walked towards Menda.
"Damn boy, let's see how arrogant you can be!"
The molars behind the White Star Sword were almost broken, and with a gloomy face, he walked toward the door of the mansion with Xuan Yanhe.
"Young Master Hou, what are you going to do?" The guard leading the way stopped him hurriedly.
"Today I brought my Xuanyan Crane to show the princess. We have made an appointment a long time ago. Do we still need to report it?" Bai Xingjian's eyes were cold, with pride on his face.
In the Baizhan Dynasty, there were not many people who had spiritual pets, and even fewer had spiritual pets that could take people flying.
Rong Yue had long known that Bai Xingjian had bad intentions towards her, and was originally unwilling to contact him, but she could not resist the temptation of flying in the sky on a white crane before agreeing to see him.
"I'm sorry, young Marquis, I just went in to report, and the princess just told me that there will be no other guests today."
The guard said bravely.
"What did you say?"
Bai Jianxing narrowed his eyes and lost his composure. Just now he said he was taking Luo Zheng into Prince Rong's Mansion, but now he can't get in. He slapped himself with this face, and he couldn't help it. It was really miserable.
"Brother Bai, if you have something urgent and want to see the princess, how about I help you talk to her after I go in and let her see you today?"
Luo Zheng said with a smile and a kind face.
"No need!"
Bai Xingjian's face turned dark, he took a deep look at Luo Zheng, jumped onto the white crane, and flew away.
"What a beautiful white crane! I wish I could sit on it once." Yan Nan'er was filled with envy.
"If there's anything special about it, I also have a bird." Luo Zheng curled his lips and walked into Prince Rong's Mansion.
"You have a bird too?
Yan Nan'er was stunned for a moment, then reacted, her face turned red and hot, "Bah, bah, bah, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, what a shameless person!"
"Big brother!"
The two entered Prince Rong's Mansion and were taken into a palace. They saw Princess Rong Yue coming out and Luo Zheng showed a sweet smile.
Luo Zheng smiled, and the three of them sat down and chatted.
At the beginning, Yan Nan'er was worried about Rong Yue's identity and seemed a little cautious. Later, she felt relieved when she saw that she didn't have any pretensions to being a princess at all.
After a while, the two of them chatted non-stop, and Luo Zheng had no chance to interrupt.
Finally finding an opportunity, she told Yan Nan'er's background, and without Luo Zheng mentioning it, Rong Yue immediately asked Yan Nan'er to stay in the house.
Luo Zheng was relieved in his heart. Seeing that Yan Nan'er had no intention of refusing, he immediately agreed for her.
"It seems that we should wait a while before giving the inner armor to Xiao Yue'er."
He was about to take out the python skin inner armor he had refined in the past two days and give it to Xiao Yue'er, but found that he couldn't get a word in. Luo Zheng was not in a hurry and simply sat down aside.
At this time, a young man walked in. The man was slender and about twenty-three or four years old. He was wearing a blue robe and looked like a scholar.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
When Rong Yue saw the young man, she smiled sweetly and said mischievously.
"It turns out that he is Ronghui." Luo Zheng suddenly realized it and stepped forward and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Hui, for your help in the Tianfu Pavilion incident last time."
"Hahaha, Master Luo is too polite. It's just a simple effort and nothing. I, Ronghui, deserve to be able to meet such a young and promising master."
Ronghui looked at Luo Zheng for a few times before smiling heartily.
"Just give it a try, how dare you call yourself a weapon refiner." Luo Zheng shook his head and said.
Luo Zheng had known for a long time that the last incident at Tianfu Pavilion was solved thanks to this young brother of King Rong. In addition, Rong Hui had a very good personality and no airs, so he couldn't help but have a better impression of him.
Rong Hui smiled slightly, turned to Rong Yue, and said: "Yue'er, I will take Luo Zheng to see your father."
Rong Yue frowned, knowing she couldn't refuse, so she could only nod.
"Luo Zheng, come with me!"
After saying that, Rong Hui led Dudu Luo Zheng and walked out.
Luo Zheng was not too surprised that Rong Hui could guess the identity of his weapon refiner. The last time he wrote to ask Rong Yue for help, he had expected that with the power and power of Prince Rong's palace, he would be able to find out what happened to him.
Therefore, Luo Zheng had already made preparations in his heart. When he heard that King Rong wanted to see him, he was not worried. After all, he had saved Rong Yue once, so he believed that King Rong Ronglun would not be dissatisfied with him.
After a while, Luo Zheng, led by Ronghui, entered a main hall.
This hall is magnificent, with a dome that is more than ten feet high. It is a splendid place filled with gold and jade.
Luo Zheng walked into the hall and couldn't help but look up.
I saw a middle-aged man with deep eyes, wearing an ordinary black robe, sitting in the middle of the hall. His whole body exuded an aura of being aloof, like gods looking down on all living beings.
"This person must be King Rong Ronglun without a doubt!" Luo Zheng knew in his heart that this person must be Ronglun, one of the three kings with different surnames in the Baizhan Dynasty.
"I've met Prince Rong." Luo Zheng bowed his hands and said.
"You are Luo Zheng!" King Rong looked at Luo Zheng indifferently, with a majestic expression and no expression.
Luo Zheng's eyes were also looking at Ronglun in front of him.
The King of Honor sitting on this high throne has a handsome face and focused and upright eyes. He looks to be in his thirties. This man seems to be a born king, and he has a kingly demeanor that makes people want to worship him.
"This is the real strong man. His aura and heaven and earth are completely integrated. It is completely impossible to sense his strength and how far it has reached. This level of cultivation is already at its peak, far beyond the realm of forging bodies. It is not what I am now.
His cultivation level is understandable!”
Luo Zheng thought secretly, and seemed to have some vague insights into transcending the realm of forging the body.
"You are very bold. A young man from a poor family does not kneel down when you see me."
King Rong's tone was extremely calm. It was a scolding, but it seemed like he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing.
Just like Luo Zheng was rude no matter how rude he was, he didn't take it to heart or take it seriously. He didn't just despise it, he completely ignored it.
This feeling is like the tiger, the king of beasts, who doesn't care if an ant climbs on his head.
Luo Zheng felt a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart, which was an air of injustice.
He suddenly had a clear understanding that the gap between aristocratic families and poor families was wider than he imagined, and it was not that bridgeable.
However, this kind of injustice only flashed in Luo Zheng's heart, because he never thought about transcending anything, nor did he want to cling to these aristocratic families.
Before Luo Zheng could answer, King Rong's voice came out faintly again, "Luo Zheng, you saved Yue'er, and she gave you the Falling Star Fist in return. Although it broke the rules of our Rong family, this
It is her own repayment to you, and I will not take it back. However, you have to understand your identity. I hope that your contact with Yue'er will end here. Of course, as Yue'er's father, I will naturally thank you.
After saving her, tell me, what else do you want? I can promise you a condition!"
King Rong is like a king giving alms.
…
Luo Zheng said nothing and looked very calm.
"This kid..."
Seeing that Luo Zheng's expression was not frightened or restless as he imagined, but calm, King Rong was also quite surprised.
However, King Rong did not stop and continued: "However, I hope this is the last time, and young people must learn to be content."
"So, Prince Rong regards me as a person who takes advantage of my merits, and he is not satisfied?"
Luo Zheng raised his head and asked with a smile on his face.
"hiss!"
Rong Hui on the side took a breath. This was the first time he heard someone dare to speak to King Rong so directly. It was almost like questioning him.
King Rong's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Luo Zheng with a hint of disdain, "Whether it's good or not, I don't want to care about it! Forget about the past, now you tell me a condition, I
I can promise you, but from now on, you will have nothing to do with our Prince Rong Mansion, and you are not allowed to see Rong Yue again! Otherwise..."
An extremely domineering tone with a hint of threat.
"Haha, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to trouble the prince, so I'll take my leave!"
Luo Zheng said expressionlessly, turned around and walked out of the Golden Palace, heading towards the gate of Prince Rong's Mansion.
"This boy does have some talents. He is fourteen years old in the blood-tempering realm, and he also has a talent for refining weapons. It seems that he has had extraordinary adventures before!"
Seeing Luo Zheng walking out of the hall, Rong Huizhong showed some appreciation and said a little nonchalantly: "It seems that our little Yue'er's eyesight is not bad."
"Hmph, I see you've become more and more out of shape lately!"
King Rong glared at this young brother fiercely, but there was nothing he could do about it. King Rong's father loved this younger son the most, and King Rong was a filial person who never dared to disobey his old father.
"However, you are right, this boy does have some talent, and his cultivation is not only in the blood-tempering realm, but also in the marrow-changing realm!" King Rong said slowly.
"Brother, what are you talking about? The marrow-changing realm! Why can't I see it? And he is only fourteen years old. I only reached the marrow-changing realm when I was fifteen." Ronghui felt that he was hit hard. He was in the Rong clan.
Known as a genius, he is actually as good as Luo Zheng.
"This boy has obtained the Hidden Breathing Technique of the Mu family. Of course you can't tell it. Last time, I wanted to exchange the Hidden Breathing Technique with the Mu family with a low-level martial arts. The Mu family refused to agree, but now I
It’s really strange that it fell into the hands of this kid! Also, his weapon refining skills are also very unusual. This Luo Zheng has a great fortune and is hidden very deep!"
King Rong's eyes were like the scorching sun in the sky, flashing with dazzling light, as if he could see through Luo Zheng.
"The Mu family's Hidden Breathing Technique!" Rong Hui was startled and said seriously: "In that case, Luo Zheng's potential is also good, why don't eldest brother let Yue'er..."