"There is no cure for the bone-cutting sword. If the limbs are broken at the same time, they can survive and be rejoined. When the bones and flesh grow back, the skill will be greatly enhanced. If there is still a hand that is not broken, just break the one that needs to be broken.

, based on my daughter-in-law’s current four-level wind-breaking heart technique, it only takes less than a year from recovery to a great increase in skill.”

After hearing this, Chengyun asked in confusion: "Who has had a divorce? How do you know?"

Chengche straightened his back now, and the answer spread like wildfire.

Chengyun: "..."

...

Prince Gong's Mansion of Southern Chu

The only prince with a title.

As the only legitimate son of the Queen of Chu, he has been favored since he was a child. Apart from the stars and the moon in the sky, even the imperial palace was built in compliance with the regulations of the imperial palace. The house covering an area of ​​50,000 square meters is like a palace.

Magnificent.

Several courtyards with multiple entrances are interlaced with waterside pavilions and pavilions of exquisite craftsmanship. The railings are meticulous and the layout is exquisite, which fully reflects the royal favor. In order to highlight the dignity of the legitimate son, thousands of windows and hundreds of doors are carved in the house, all of which are unique.

From the moment you see the gate, thousands of blessing characters are hidden in all the carvings, hoping that your legitimate son will have a long and prosperous life and good fortune. Then the house is surrounded by water on three sides, and the exquisitely carved curtains and boats rely on the water pavilions to float on them.

It is rumored that Prince Gong's Mansion is an excellent Feng Shui treasure place second only to the Royal Palace. If you stay there for a long time, you will be able to successfully be crowned the prince and take over the throne.

The Rihui Hall is the main hall of the palace with a solemn and solemn roof with green glazed tiles. On weekdays, only major celebrations and important meetings will begin. Today, Prince Gong will receive guests at the Yueyingxuan in the main courtyard of the East Road.

"My brother, I have to congratulate my second brother now!" Third Prince Brown was busy congratulating him before he even sat down.

Brown Xiao's mother has eyes like red phoenixes, her hair is bound by a jade crown, her hair is flowing at the temples, her hair is plump, her mouth is full of pearls, she is dressed in a black python robe, she talks and behaves like a scholar, but she does not lose the air of a young man.

News of the recent chaos in the Northern Yong Dynasty had reached the Chu State. The third prince, who had frequent contacts with the Yong Dynasty, got the news early, and after the dissolution of the dynasty, he went to Prince Gong's Mansion to deliver the news.

Brown, who was second only to Prince Gong in favor, was the son of Emperor Duanfeng's favored concubine Zhao Guifei. Unlike Prince Gong and his brothers, who had the support of the queen, they were able to take the lead in everything and receive the title. Therefore, when they were over eighteen, they only had a branch office and had not yet moved to another place.

Sealed.

It is said that the title has been drafted, but it has not been announced yet.

Just waiting for an opportunity to make meritorious deeds, an opportunity to be awarded a title.

"Where does the joy come from?" Prince Gong didn't raise his eyes. He sat sideways in front of the nanmu Arhat bed and was about to light the gilt copper incense on the small table. The scent of agarwood slowly flowed into the Yueyingxuan.

Brother Xiaofu, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, graceful mountain roots, a purple gold crown for hair, a thin and medium-thick rhombus lip holding a half-smile, a navy blue python robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a rebellious and unruly demeanor.

"The second brother said so and he and his younger brother have an affair. I have already sent the report from my father's palace." Brown said with a smile.

If we can take advantage of the civil strife in Beiyong to eradicate Emperor Yongde, how can we not continue the civil strife since the direct prince is young and powerful?

Bozhong smiled coldly and said, "What are you thinking about, third brother?"

Is it possible that he doesn't know what Brown is thinking? Few things that come to congratulate him in advance are good things.

Besides, if the Northern Yong Dynasty was disrupted as he thought, who would benefit?

Qing Jun's side? In the current situation, we still don't know who will be cleared by whom.

His spy has not had any court or harem activity for half a year, which is what is worrying.

Could it be that Emperor Yongde really just doted on the new queen and ignored the imperial court?

Looking at the way he treated his eldest son, he knew that this was not the case. He was able to change the order of the ancestral genealogy for the two children. Even to death, he refused to believe that he would easily adopt his eldest son to the new queen.

Brown approached his brother and lowered his voice and said, "Isn't the second brother ready to set off for Beiyong as a spy?"

"What did the third brother say?" Bozhong pretended to be surprised: "That's just sending people to take over regularly. Could it be that the third brother has planned something big?"

Bozhong deliberately put the word "big event" under the word "big event". At this time, the maids brought tea and fruits and were about to enter. When they heard about the big event, they stopped outside the door and did not dare to go in.

Seeing this, Bozhong ordered the maid outside: "Why don't Wan Xin come in and serve tea to the third prince?"

"yes!"

A voice like the whirring of an oriole came from outside. The maid named Wan Xin had a peach-like face, lightly swept willow eyebrows, rosy lips, and a thousand smiles. She respectfully stepped forward to hand over the teacup, and touched Brown's palm calmly.

How could the brother not be clear about this little detail? He smiled knowingly, pretending not to see anything, and continued smoothing the ashes in the incense vessel, preparing to put new agarwood in it.

In this treacherous situation among the princes, who has few insiders?

It's better to show some obvious guilt to him.

Brown took the tea and smelled the fine silver needles.

This is to prevent him from wasting his time!

After returning home with such good news, what the brothers wanted to do was to stand still?

Drinking this tea made it difficult for him to think clearly and sit still.

"Third brother, what's going on?" Bozhong asked casually, lighting the agarwood again and sitting around enjoying the incense.

Brown thought for a while, sipped the tea again, and asked tentatively:

"Second brother doesn't have any plans for the news about Yong Dynasty?"

"What plan does the third brother want?" The brother leaned on the small table with an expression as if he was intoxicated by the charm of agarwood. He was not interested in what Brown mentioned and asked again and again.

Brown put down the tea cup and exhaled a long sigh: "Without my second brother, what can I plan?"

He greeted his brother with a faint smile, but couldn't tell what he meant.

Brown suppressed his displeasure and felt sad, and could only laugh with him.

"My mother has told me to stop meddling in other people's family affairs." There was a clear helplessness in the eyes of the brothers.

He read some hope in his second brother's eyes, which was completely opposite to the message Wanxin conveyed just now.

First touch his palm to make him feel at ease, and then apply the silver needle to tell him to be careful and not waste his time.

He is only one step away from being crowned king. Does he really want to give up this great opportunity?

"In this case, I will not hinder my brother from resting, so I will leave."

Bo Zhong was silent and only waved his hand, and Brown saluted and slowly exited Yueyingxuan.

After the servants reported that Brown had left the palace, Bo Zhong stood up and sat upright, leaning on his knees with his elbows. He looked at the direction of Brown's departure with dark eyes, and took out the fish-gut dagger given to him by the queen who entered the palace today. The red tongue licked the blade and blood fell.

At this moment, Wan Xin moved lightly and sat on the footrest at Bo Zhong's feet. She leaned lovingly on Bo Zhong's long legs and asked coldly in his ear: "Master, why are you telling the truth this time?"

Bozhong grabbed Wanxin's chin with his backhand and kissed her fiercely. The blood flowed in their mouths until trembling and burning heat swept through their lower abdomen. He raised his hand and took her into his arms, rubbing his ears and temples, and pressed the short blade against her waist.

"You asked too many questions, but I can still tell you that the more truthful your words are, the less likely he will listen."

His hot breath breathed on her neck, and her delicate body clearly felt the source of his heat. She actually said cold and decisive words that seemed to come from the cold underworld, "What? Do you want to report the news?"

Wan Xin burst into a beautiful smile, echoing his fiery aggression, and moaned: "Wan Xin only listens to the master. If the master tells Wan Xin to go, Wan Xin will go."

No emotion could be detected in Bo Zhong's deep eyes, so Wan Xin closed her eyes and refused to explore. Her delicate and boneless body accepted his frenzy until the clouds faded away.

After the two of them tidied up their clothes, Bo Zhong said to Wan Xin, who had not messed up his temples: "Go and tell him that this trip is very dangerous. I won't go, and I advise him not to go either."

Wan Xin knelt down on her hands and knees, and responded delicately: "Wan Xin accepts the order."

She is not the only double agent who is extremely beautiful and can actively cooperate even in bed.

Only by being obedient and doing what you are told can you live a peaceful life.

Watching Wan Xin exit the pavilion, a middle-aged man dressed in green and gray cloud brocade walked out of the elegant room.

Bo Zhong stood up, bowed his hands and said, "I made my uncle laugh."

Cao Yi helped his nephew up and said with a happy smile: "To move towards that position, you have to do more in the future. How does Zhong'er plan the next step?"

The Queen's mother's family, Anyang Duke, has spared no effort to support the brothers to this day. How could Brown not understand his little thoughts?

Planning, who was plotted, and who was plotted, can only be known after the chess game is over.

"The third brother will definitely not believe Wan Xin's news. I know that he has also arranged a team of people to leave for Beiyong in the near future. He wants to let people enter mine, and I also want to let people enter his, so I have to I rely on my uncle to take care of things."

It's not news that the two brothers are suspicious and suspicious. How to make each other believe it or not, you have to work hard.

The brothers rekindled the agarwood, using its gentle charm to eliminate the malaise in the room.

"My uncle will take care of these little things. Zhong'er can just stay at home and wait for the news."

"Zhong'er, thank you uncle." Bo Zhong bowed respectfully. After standing up, he whispered in Cao Yi's ear: "If he wants to be merciful, I will help him be ruthless. If he wants to be ruthless, I will help him be merciful." "

The two looked at each other and smiled. Cao Yi was very satisfied, stroking his goatee and said: "Uncle understands."

...

Moonless night, starry sky

On this day, Yan Sheng asked the anxious Pei Xun to carry her back to her residence in the capital at lightning speed. After Li Ying fell asleep, she put on a black suit and disappeared into the night.

With two cups and one pot on the white jade plate, Yan Jue borrowed the carved railing pavilion of Chengfeng Palace to cheer up and jumped up to the eaves of the green glazed tiles. She stayed on duty at the top of the palace pavilion for the first time in the beginning of summer. She was accustomed to bowing and saluting before leaving the main palace pavilion and going to the side hall. The eaves continued to keep vigil.

Yan Ju thanked her and watched her farewell, and then raised a glass to invite the stars. Instead of the fireflies flowing by the lake, she could only gaze at the stars in the distance.

Time turned eastward to the early summer, and things gradually became more chaotic in the palace this year. The power of the harem was still under the control of Concubine De, while Li Ying pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, and half pushed her away.

Why?

When things come to light and you have to leave the palace, why bother and burden yourself with a bunch of things?

In this way, the hostility between Concubine De and her mother's family will be reduced, and there will be one less person to plan for, so why not?

Suddenly, a dark shadow walked over the palace wall. He was dressed in ink and ink embroidery with silver threads. He sat down on the white jade plate and raised his glass to drink without forgetting to praise.

"Girl's wine is delicious!"

"I mean, Brother Cheng, you've been here for a year! Why don't you even have a hair? Now I want to seriously question you, just to trick your grandmother back into the palace."
Chapter completed!