Zhang Fengyun cannot say too much about the child's issue.

Instead of telling the story of the Mountain God clan, it would be better to let her think she is a beast.

After sending his sister away, Zhang Fengyun began to worry.

Zhang Zixi stayed here for a long time, so Zhang Fengyun’s original plan had to be modified.

It was more than an hour before he was about to enter the palace to meet his emperor uncle.

There must be someone in the palace waiting to see him, and it will not be a character that is easy to fool.

After all, he was infected with the ecstasy poison back then, and it is said that even the ancestors of the royal family were helpless. However, after staying in the sacred mountain for a few years, Zhang Fengyun was able to fully recover and his talent for cultivation was vaguely better than before.

Rather than saying that they are paying attention to Zhang Fengyun, they are more interested in the miracle doctor hidden in the dark.

A strong man who has cultivated medical skills to the pinnacle of the ultimate realm is definitely not a weak hand.

"It's just that they are destined to disappoint them." Zhang Fengyun said to himself: "I hope those ancestors will not have much interest in my inheritance."

That being said, but Zhang Fengyun is very confident about his own safety. After all, if you don’t say anything else, his mother is at least the eldest princess of the country of China.

If conditions permit, Zhang Fengyun even had the idea of ​​revealing the existence of Fengyun Villa. The power in the royal family is only stronger than that of the Zhang family, especially those backgrounds.

For a qualified power leader, finding a backer when a power is still weak is not unacceptable.

The royal family of Chaohua was one of the backers Zhang Fengyun was preparing to contact in his plan, and the other was his family.

Anyway, it’s all a family, so the power is not in vain. Moreover, in the entire Chaohua Kingdom, only the Zhang family and the royal family can be regarded as orthodox descendants of the gods. It’s not that Zhang Fengyun’s class discrimination, but in fact, among the current human forces, the pure-blood descendants of the gods are very different from ordinary civilians with thin divine blood.

In places like the Divine Mountain where divine pressure is extremely emphasized, whether there is a high-level divine bloodline, the pressure you receive is different. Even the existence of the sage realm cannot be avoided in this issue.

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When the sky was a little dawn, Jiao Niang and a few maids walked into Mingxin Pavilion.

They wanted to serve Zhang Fengyun to change clothes and prepare to enter the palace. As the wet nurse, Jiao Niang wanted to continue watching Zhang Tiancun sleep.

"Young Master, Xilai has already prepared a car at the door and is waiting."

A maid whispered in Zhang Fengyun's ear.

"knew."

The people serving in Mingxin Pavilion were carefully selected by the Zhang family, and they were still very relieved to Zhang Fengyun.

The carriage and horse at the door were almost ready. Zhang Fengyun looked at the boy with a small mole on the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"How long have you been waiting here?"

Zhang Xilai came up diligently and took the box in Zhang Fengyun's hand.

"It's not long before, Master, why did you come out so early?"

"Are you going to the palace? Of course, you should be prepared in advance." Zhang Fengyun grabbed his right hand, grabbed a box from the mountain and river fan and handed it to Zhang Xilai: "Leave this to your father, this is what I prepared for him."

"Thank you, Young Master!" Zhang Xilai seemed very excited: "My father has always cared about you, but he can't come back to see you because of official business reasons."

"I have always been thinking about Uncle Nan."

Zhang Fengyun patted Zhang Xilai on the shoulder, stepped onto the shaft and lifted the curtain.

"Why are you here?!"

Zhang Zixi looked at her brother with a clever smile: "Because I want to enter the palace, brother, let's go along, what a coincidence."

Coincidentally, you big-headed ghost!

Zhang Fengyun silently put down the curtain and got into the car, and sat next to Zhang Zixi.

The carriage moved silently, leaving the sound of wheels rolling in the quiet streets.

"I won't have anything to do when I go to the palace." After a long silence, Zhang Fengyun said, "You don't actually have to go with me."

"I went to see my aunt and had nothing to do with you. Please don't be too sentimental to some people."

Zhang Zixi sneered indifferently, but her eyes dodged and refused to look directly into Zhang Fengyun's eyes.

"I know what you think, but you will enter the palace and you will not be allowed to do anything wrong."

"Don't worry, I won't say anything else, I will stay in my aunt's palace and wait for you."

"That's good." Zhang Fengyun looked at his sister and the stone in his heart was relieved.

Anyway, as long as there is no problem with her, she will be obedient.

"Young Master, we're here." Zhang Xilai's voice came in from outside the curtain.

After all, the Marquis' Mansion is not far from the palace, and it was only less than half an hour before the carriage reached the entrance of the palace.

When Zhang Zixi left the carriage, she seemed to have become a different person. The coldness and nobility that kept people from thousands of miles away was like a snow lotus growing on a mountain.

Zhang Fengyun was simply amazed at his sister's face-changing skills. For a moment, he even thought that the curtain on the carriage was a magical tool.

The artifact Zhang Fengyun himself was greeting the eunuch waiting at the door at this time.

The familiar face waiting for them at the gate of the palace was still the eunuch Yun, the eunuch in the palace.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is waiting for you in Qianming Palace." He said to Zhang Fengyun with a smile on his face, and then turned to Zhang Zixi: "Your Highness, Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has sent someone to pick you up."

"I understand, thank you for your father-in-law."

Zhang Zixi's expression was indifferent and said nothing emotionally, and then walked to the purple-clothed palace maid sent by the imperial concubine Zhang Qiuye.

Eunuch Yun seemed to be accustomed to Zhang Zixi's appearance, and he didn't even have any displeasure.

Seeing Zhang Zixi's figure disappearing around the corner with the palace maid, Eunuch Yun turned around and looked at Zhang Fengyun with a smile: "Criminal, let's go too?"

"I'm here to lead the way for you, Eunuch Yun." Zhang Fengyun clasped his fists and bowed.

Eunuch Yun replied with a greeting, saying, "I dare not take it." Then he turned around and walked in front.

Zhang Fengyun followed, and behind the two, fifteen or sixteen eunuchs followed suit.

The road in the palace is very long. It takes a long time to walk from the palace gate to Qianming Palace.

The sky is getting more and more white, and the faint light of dawn hits the vermilion palace walls, showing an extremely solemn and dignified manner, which makes people admire it.

Stepping on the bluestone road step by step, Zhang Fengyun's mood became more and more calm.

He came here many times when he was a child, but his feeling is completely different from that at that time.

This is the imperial palace of Chaohua, the center of rights of one of the most powerful countries on the Tianyan Continent.

One day, he will stand at a higher place than this position.

Thinking about it randomly, his steps had already stopped.
Chapter completed!