Gu Xu solved this dilemma in just two sentences.

First, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said politely but not condescendingly: "Oh, Your Majesty, I almost forgot an important thing - the Chief of Staff asked me to say hello to you. He really wants to know, after the catastrophe,

Is it really impossible to heal the damage caused by force?"

Hearing these words, a strange look flashed in Zhao Changying's eyes.

Although he has always been very deep in the city, when he heard the four words "Power of Heavenly Tribulation", he still couldn't suppress the fluctuating emotions in his heart.

"Is the 'power of heavenly calamity' you are talking about the terrifying thunder controlled by Emperor Tianxing in the palace?" He frowned and stared into Gu Xu's eyes.

Gu Xu nodded.

He was very satisfied to see that he had successfully diverted Zhao Changying's attention from the discussion of marriage.

It is impossible for an eighth-level powerhouse like Zhao Changying to remain calm when he hears something like "Heavenly Tribulation" that involves the secrets of ascension.

"Who told you this? Is it Luochuan?"

Gu Xu nodded again.

"Luochuan... wasn't he seriously injured in the battle of the imperial city and unconscious? Why would he still tell you..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Changying seemed to suddenly understand something, and his words stopped abruptly.

The way he looked at Gu Xu instantly became more complicated.

At this time, Gu Xu smiled, pointed at the black half-face mask in his hand and said: "This is the magic weapon given to me by Luo Sishou after he left the palace. It can shield the secrets of heaven, block tracking spells, and help me avoid the Qi court.

Without it, I might have died several times."

Gu Xu's words seemed to be wrong, but he told Zhao Changying from the side that Luo Chuan was not seriously injured and unconscious.

Zhao Changying was silent for a long time. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured it into his mouth, filling the room with a strong smell of alcohol.

After a while, his eyes fell on Gu Xu again, and he spoke slowly and seriously: "Is the person who rescued me from the palace that day also Luochuan?"

Gu Xu shook his head gently: "I don't know about this."

In the following time, Zhao Changying once again shifted the topic to his daughter's marriage.

He said a lot of nice things, saying that Gu Xu and Zhao Yanlang were talented and beautiful, and they were a perfect match. With their outstanding spiritual talents, they might both become saints in the future, and the rise of Great Yan would be just around the corner.

Gu Xuze said politely over and over again: "This matter is too sudden, please allow me to think about it again."

As for the authority of the "Vulcan" and the threatening words, Zhao Changying said nothing about it.

Obviously, Gu Xu's two simple sentences just now made Zhao Changying understand that Luo Chuan's true cultivation level is actually far above the seventh realm, even better than him.

After all, Luo Chuan was able to rescue Tian Xing Emperor quietly in front of him.

At the same time, he also understood that Gu Xu, who seemed to have no father, no mother, and no one to rely on, was actually a person with a backing.

Luochuan masters the secret technique that can deduce everything in the world.

This means that if Zhao Changying does anything detrimental to Gu Xu, Luo Chuan will most likely know about it at the first opportunity.

Dayan already has enough enemies.

Zhao Changying really didn't want to be an enemy of a strong man with unfathomable strength.

Therefore, he could not fall out with Gu Xu - he could only adopt a gentle approach to win over this young man who had too many secrets hidden in him.

"It may be a bit difficult to let you make a decision now." When the sky gradually darkened, Zhao Changying stood up, patted Gu Xu's shoulder lightly, and said with a hearty smile, "But soon, I will let you make a decision."

You see my sincerity."

…………

Zhao Changying arranged Gu Xu's residence in a wing room in the Dayan Palace.

Since Dayan had just raised its flag to rebel and declared independence, Zhao Changying did not have a group of concubines like Emperor Daqi, so there were not too strict rules in the palace. Male subjects, guards, etc. could do so with permission.

In and out of it.

However, as soon as Gu Xu arrived at this temporary residence, before he could rest for a moment, a maid came to him and said, "Her Royal Highness, please go to her place to talk."

"Where does Her Royal Highness live?" Gu Xu asked.

"Next door to you, Your Excellency." The maid replied respectfully.

Gu Xu sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that Zhao Changying was determined to bring the two of them together, and even wanted them to live close to each other.

So, in the evening when the sky was filled with red clouds, Gu Xu, led by the maid, came to the main room next to the side room that was filled with incense.

He took off his shoes and placed them next to Zhao Yan's black boots, then crossed the threshold and walked into the house.

This room is covered with deep red carpets, with dark red curtains hanging on the windows, and furniture engraved with complex hollow patterns, making it look gorgeous and luxurious.

The room was very dark at first.

Gu Xu looked around and did not see Zhao Yan.

But suddenly, a loud piano sound broke the silent atmosphere - like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, or like a stone falling into the lake.

Then, the candles in the room were lit one after another.

The orange candlelight swayed gently, like a dancer in a bright dress dancing with the wind.

At this time, Zhao Yan finally walked out from behind the screen.

Her black hair was tied up high, she wore a golden beaded crown, exquisite makeup, a gorgeous palace dress, and held a slender long sword in her hand.

Zhao Yan's usual attire was always free and casual. Gu Xu rarely saw her dress up like this carefully.

But he had to admit that Zhao Yan, who had dressed up carefully, had a noble and elegant temperament. When people saw her from a distance, they knew that this was the woman who would become the king in the future.

Zhao Yan saw him, but did not come forward to say hello to him.

Instead, he waved his sword and danced to the sonorous and powerful music.

The sword reflected the candlelight and glowed with silver light.

Like a white snake spitting out messages and hissing in the wind, and like a dragon flying back and forth, flying up and down.

Her figure is as light as a swallow, and her clothes are flying, which instantly gives people the illusion that she may soar into the clouds and mist at any time and fly up to the sky.

As she rotated and danced faster and faster, her bright red skirt bloomed like a peony flower.

At this moment, Gu Xu noticed that although she was dressed dignifiedly and elegantly, with a majestic temperament, she was not wearing socks on her feet.

Her feet are as white as porcelain, as crystal clear as snow, and extremely beautiful.

Stepping on the soft dark red carpet was like stepping on the clouds on the horizon, which made Gu Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It turns out that this is the so-called "stepping on the waves, as erratic as a god".

And the tips of her pink-colored toes were dyed with bright red cinnamon.

This red color is so eye-catching.

All of a sudden, it added a bit of earthly atmosphere to her - turning her from a fairy dancing among the clouds into a fairy that confuses all living beings.

It took a lot of effort for Gu Xu to look away from the dancing blush.

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Zhao Yan also stopped dancing, holding a long sword, and walked towards Gu Xu.

"How?" She smiled lightly.

Gu Xu took a deep breath and said sincerely: "It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and it ends like a river and sea condensing clear light."

Zhao Yan's smile became even more cheerful, and her charming eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "It turns out that the great talent Gu also writes poems for me one day. I'm really flattered."

As she spoke, she took a step closer to Gu Xu. Gu Xu suddenly felt an overbearing but not strong and fragrant fragrance penetrate into his nose.

Just as Gu Xu was silently thinking about how to respond to her, she suddenly changed the topic and stopped smiling.

"This sword was used by my mother many years ago," she lowered her head, sighed softly, and said quietly, "At that time, she charmed heroes from all over with her sword dance. In order to marry her, my father,

I have had fierce duels with many competitors.

"It's a pity, maybe because the weapon I usually use is a spear instead of a sword. I practiced secretly many times, but I still couldn't show one-tenth of my mother's charm."

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Gu Xu instinctively wanted to comfort him: "You are already doing very well."

But she saw Zhao Yan put her index finger to her red lips to stop what he was about to blurt out.
Chapter completed!