"Does the emperor want to make him the crown prince?"

"After all, he was my father's favorite prince back then..."

Minglong's mentality has been a bit broken since he has not been able to get the position of crown prince for a long time.

Looking at any prince now, everyone thinks that the other prince may become the crown prince.

In the palace, inside the Yangxin Hall.

Ming Wuyan saw Ming Zhengyuan sitting on the dragon throne. The last time he saw him was a few years ago. He remembered that he was already a little old and his hair had turned gray. Logically speaking, after a few years,

, he should be older.

But when I saw him today, he was sitting on the dragon throne with great dignity, his hair was as black as ink, and even the wrinkles on his face were much less.

He looks like he is in his prime.

"Tsk, the effect of the Great Dragon Yang Pill is really extraordinary."

Ming Wuyan was amazed.

Then he bowed and saluted, "I have met my father."

"Xiao Qi, you're welcome, sit down."

Ming Wuyan sat aside, and then a palace maid came up with several plates of snacks.

Then Ming Zhengyuan waved his hand and asked all the palace maids and eunuchs to leave. Without saying a word or asking, Ming Zhengyuan stretched out his hand to get some snacks for himself.

But at this moment, Ming Zhengyuan suddenly said: "Xiao Qi, after so many years, it's time to introduce the great master behind you to me."
Chapter completed!