MTL - Slag Shou Cultivating Manual-Chapter 9 Step by step

Heron was slightly annoyed by his question because of his question. He had to answer, "The minister has no purpose, as long as His Highness believes that the minister's heart is on you, the minister will not betray you."

He didn't explain anything, just this sentence, extremely serious and firm, like a magical calming pill, or a bowl of ** soup, instantly calm Zhen Zhenyang's heart.

Can't betray ... Zhen Zhenyang listens to the touch. At this time, Heron asked: "The goal of all princes is that chair. What about you? What is your pursuit and purpose?"

This question apparently bothered him too, and when asked by Heron, Zhen Yingyang's brow frowned slightly.

However, his heart was so big that he quickly stretched his eyebrows and relaxed. "What can be pursued? People live forever, the important thing is to be happy, to be happy, to think of wine as a song, chic and cheerful, isn't it beautiful?"

Heron froze slightly and raised his glass with a muffled sound.

After these few sips, his brain was slightly chaotic, and the speed of thinking was a lot slower. Two blushes creeped up from his neck and stained the ears and cheeks slightly red.

For a long time, he put down his glass before saying, "You are the emperor." The lingering heat burned his cheeks.

Zhen Liyang had a good drink, and after listening to his words, he disagreed, looking into his slightly hazy eyes.

"Come again. You're persuading me? Then tell me, what's the benefit of being an emperor?"

Heron didn't know what the boy wanted, and Wei's brain didn't think much. He casually said the pursuit of the world, "above ten thousand people ... or lying on the knees of a beautiful woman?"

After listening to his answer, Zhen Yunyang dismissed: "I can do it now. What's rare?"

Heron did not speak, anyway, his task was that, although His Highness was reluctant at this time, he would always make him willing.

Seeing his husband eating, Chen Zhenyang laughed softly. If he sat in that position, he would be able to lie on the knees of a beautiful woman.

He gave a meaningful look at his gentleman and gave a narrow smile.

He drank the glass of wine in a single sip, stained his eyes with a pinch of wine, and Zhen Yunyang thought that he was drunk too.

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The emperor was willing to spoil Zhen Xunyang, but Zhen Xunyang's unrestrained temperament was not suitable for being restrained at all, and the discerning people could see that the emperor had no intention to pass the throne to him.

Right now, the most likely is Prince Edward.

The crown prince is over eighteen years old, marrying a wife and having children, and entered the stage of marrying and starting a family. Because the branches and branches are scattered, the power is becoming more and more consolidated. The power has been firmly anchored like a tree root.

And the other princes have been over the years, and they have been assigned scattered affairs. Although it is impossible to qualify as emperor, at least they are also training their personal abilities. Only Xun Yang is relaxed and free. No hanging.

The emperor didn't spoil him, but spoiled him a bit too much. He didn't need to learn how to deal with state affairs. He would only give him an idle grandfather at that time. Already.

Zhen Xieyang didn't know it, so she lived as a demon king.

However, this former monstrosity king has also become more and more convergent in the past two years due to the appearance of Heron. Although the inferiority is still the same, he has not made any serious trouble.

In the palace, the nine emperors have grown up, and they have not heard of rumors of bullying the palace. He is more and more aware of Shuli, and has exported chapters. Some essays and prose are also available. Elegant gesture.

If you catch up with a good mood, you will be rewarded with a smiley face. Unlike his former, he will only show the harsh smile after underplaying the punishment or playing tricks on people, which is chilling.

Although Heron also listened to compliments and worry-free praises from others, he heard the cocoon in his ears, but he felt that His Highness was still the same in front of him ... naughty, loves to talk back, and likes to offend him.

It was summer weather and the room was sweltering, so Heron brought him to the side of the tree in the back garden to prepare a book.

However, even though there was a lot of greenery here, and a cup of chilled tea was prepared, it was very comfortable, but Zhen Yang was still uneasy. As soon as Helang read a few words to him according to the book, he began to get restless.

"It's these pedantic truths that I don't listen to!"

Zhen Xunyang's nose was almost up to the sky. She flung her sleeves and sat on the soft chair under the tree. Whatever the royal etiquette was, she was thrown away for nine days.

There was no lack of contempt for what he said, but he could still see that there was a smile under his eyes, sparkling like a pond heated by the sun.

It's hard to imagine that the violent Nine Emperor in your eyes will have a strange look when he is angry, like a tiger who has always been domineering and eye-catching. He suddenly softens the hole below and turns into a kitten with open teeth.

He was always satired by Zhen Yunyang, and he was used to it. He knew that he didn't think it was, but he still had to say it, and he didn't know what it was for. Could it still anger him?

Heron automatically ignored his words, rolled up the book, and knocked on his mind.

"If your Royal Highness is better, don't bully your servant or other princes this month. At the end of the month, the court will take His Highness out to play."

"Ye--?" Zhen Liyang's eyes were bright and went out?

Realizing that he was too excited, he glanced at Heron with a slight smile, immediately converging, and raised his eyebrows and asked him, "How to get out?"

He really yearned for the prosperity of the world. Everyday facing this palace scene, no matter how beautiful it will be, sooner or later, it will be boring. Unfortunately, as a prince, he is bound to be stumped by some rules.

"Chen has his own methods." Herron made a mystery and refused to say it, but he seemed a bit cunning.

Alas, what else can I do? It's nothing more than a way to rapport with others.

Zhen Xunyang did not tear down the station, just thinking that if he had free time to communicate with any official soldiers, it would be better to spend more time with him, who is more honorable?

He stared back at his husband with dissatisfaction, but apparently Heron didn't understand what he was thinking and only knew that he smiled at him habitually and looked at him with an inclusive look.

As long as His Highness lost his temper, he responded so. He knew that His Highness would be as weak as a fist on cotton, and he had to breathe out naturally.

This mode of getting along makes their atmosphere harmonious and harmonious. Perhaps Xia Hua blooms just right, and the human face is as pretty as this flower.

Not far away, a figure passing by accident stopped, staring at their delicate and harmonious scene.

He was young and slightly thinner, and stood there blankly, watching how tenderness in the eyes of the man in the blue shirt was moving.

He knew that his emperor had always been the most favored, but he was irritable and had the title of a demon king.

He thought that such a bad person inside would not really be loved by anyone, and even the people who served him smelled of him, how bad such a person should be.

Although I heard that he has been correct a lot in recent years, he still keeps his nose down.

Even if he relied on his father's favor for him, what about the respect of all people? Look at his immortal gesture. After the other brothers inherit the throne, maybe he will take him.

Although he was an inconspicuous prince, he was not like other brothers, envious of the favor he received, but only a sigh of unfair destiny.

But at this time, a kind of envy was born spontaneously.

It turns out that there is really someone who can let another person lose the false publicity in his eyes, dispel his confusion, and then fill new hope.

So who will fill his vacancy?

He couldn't help feeling sorry for himself, but finally shook his head and turned to leave.

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