The incense has just ignited, and the wind has come, and the elegant sweetness has spread.

Chen Fu stepped into the threshold, and Xiao Ran slowly opened his eyes.

There are very few opportunities to practice qigong in the palace, and Xiao Ran is used to practice internal skills in his spare time.

Chen Fu couldn't help but speak: "The true martial arts masters are indifferent to fame and fortune, like idle clouds and wild cranes wandering in the beautiful mountains and rivers."

Xiao Ran said calmly: "Have you seen it?"

Chen Fu: "Listen."

Xiao Ran: "There are forces behind it, and it is difficult to put aside civil affairs."

Chen Fu nodded with a smile, and he could understand that Xiao Ran's achievements today have taken advantage of the power of the Tianyin Sect. As the leader, he could not watch the Tianyin Sect gradually decline under the threat of the imperial court and the righteous martial arts.

Xiao Ran's eyes fell on the rattle on Chen Fu's hand, and his eyes tightened.

Feeling the burning eyes, Chen Fu's tone was sparse and ordinary: "Xie Ming also thought it was beautiful when I saw it on the street."

Xiao Ran's eyes looked a little dangerous, "He didn't stop you from buying?"

Chen Fu shook his head: "I don't agree a little, he said I won't use it for the time being."

The atmosphere in the hall changed, and it could not be said to be cold, but the wind blowing in from the window became vaguely stronger. In less than a moment, everything returned to peace. Xiao Ran stood up and looked as usual.

There seemed to be an undercurrent in Chen Fu's eyes. He was relieved that Xiao Ran would give Xie Ming a single account.

"I've been to see Meng Qing."

I don’t know when Xiao Ran could read Chen Fu’s micro-expression more and more, just like now, he could feel that he was in a good mood.

"Have you succeeded?"

Chen Fu glared at him: "This is called taking over wisdom."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile, and there seemed to be a hazy smile in Xiao Ran's eyes.

Chen Fu ordered someone to bring some refreshments and put the packaged sour plum cakes on the table. The cool weather is very suitable for some snacks: "If one day the emperor gives me a marriage, would you be happy or would you be particularly happy?"

The snacks that were about to be delivered to the entrance were parked in mid-air, and Xiao Ran smiled softly.

A cold person smiled like a good-looking or dangerous, and Xiao Ran took up both at this moment.

The breeze was still gentle, and Chen Fu moved a little back a little to ensure that the distance between the two was lengthened: "Just give an example."

Xiao Ran said with a smile: "You are smart and wise, and you are independent. No matter how beautiful an ordinary woman is, she is not as bright and charming as you. Of course I am very happy."

Chen Fu quickly stuffed the pastry into his mouth, and he felt it sweet enough to his heart, "Congratulations, your dream will come true soon."

After speaking, the beautiful atmosphere just now changed drastically. Xiao Ran’s smile on the corner of his lips became deep, but his pupils seemed to be flooded by a glacier. “So, is this really the case?”

Chen Fu sighed inwardly that he was relieved too early and slowly told the causes and consequences.

Xiao Ran did not have any more extreme reaction: "Meng Qing is a sharp sword. If you use it well, it will clear the obstacles for you. If you use it well, it will not be used well..."

The following words were automatically hidden in the fog of fragrance, but both of them knew it well.

Chen Fu coughed lightly and leaned over with a coy face: "What do you think about the marriage?"

Xiao Ran: "This is not within my consideration."

Chen Fu smiled and said, "In other words, you are not opposed to getting married to me. Why is this?"

He ate pastries gracefully, and the sour plum cakes said they were specially brought for Xiao Ran, but they all fell into his stomach.

Xiao Ran: "I have seen all kinds of people, but none of them act like you, have a lot of weird ideas, are very stingy but not bad. No matter how good other people are in the future, they will be difficult to catch their eyes."

There is no indecent idea, heartbreaking, but Chen Fu gives Xiao Ran a unique feeling, and this feeling has never been experienced by others.

Chen Fu said: "You have irreplaceable to me."

Xiao Ran: "Oh?"

Chen Fu said seriously: "Ordinary people see me retreating, and there are no ones who take the initiative to deliver them to my door."

[System: He is a great man, sacrifices himself to feed the demon.]

Chen Fu silently remembered another note in his heart.

Xie Ming has already worn his shoes, so he has saved them first.

Feeling his silence, the system was a little panicked for a moment: [I shouldn’t have said what I thought, please forgive me.]

Chen Fu: "Don't be afraid, there is no death row prisoner who is afraid of one more crime."

【system:……】

There is no real moment of peace in the palace.

Meng Qing personally went to ask for the imperial edict, and the maid who took Liu Shangshu's daughter as a pampered girl quickly spread throughout the palace. Chen Fu once again became the focus of attention. In contrast, His Majesty's intention to marry the princess of the Fanbang and the owner of Qinzhuang was like a small stone thrown into the sea, without even the waves being aroused.

For a moment, everyone re-understood the ninth prince. First, they quietly attracted Liu Shangshu, and then General Meng. This scheming made people feel cold in their hearts. Before the third prince was happy, he felt a stone hit on his chest for two days, not to mention the prince, which was no less than a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

Concubine An asked Chen Fu to come over in private and sighed softly: "I thought you would be more low-key."

Chen Fu was helpless: "General Meng obviously won't give me this opportunity."

Concubine An said: "Your Majesty will definitely summon you recently, think of a solution, and make good use of this is also an opportunity."

Chen Fu nodded, the smile in his eyes was meaningful.

In the afternoon of the same day, Chen Fuzheng and Xiao Ran studied the "Demon Scroll" and were invited by the emperor to leave. Xiao Ran put away the parchment scroll and used the daytime to make up for sleep.

Before he could fully fall asleep, the gate of the palace was pushed open.

The expressions of Chen Fu and when he left are not much different, so he is confident and calm.

Xiao Ran: "The emperor didn't make things difficult for you?"

Chen Fu shook his head: "It is inevitable that there will be anger, but this matter has come to an end."

Xiao Ran looked over indifferently and seemed to continue listening.

Chen Fu: "This time he almost asked Meng Qing why he was willing to help me."

Xiao Ran: "How did you answer?"

Chen Fu: "Take off your clothes."

Xiao Ran's expression changed.

Chen Fu exposed his left shoulder, with a line of small words engraved on it: Serve loyalty to the country.

"I said because General Meng and I have a common dream."

Xiao Ran pressed his temple, "When did the words be engraved?"

Chen Fu was stained with some tea, and gently wiped his left shoulder with a handkerchief and it became smooth as before.

Xiao Ran shook his head and almost forgot that this person is a disguise master and should be good at this.

Chen Fu: "The emperor was very moved and then forgiven me."

Xiao Ran suddenly regretted the process of asking: "Xie Ming has already set off to return to Qinzhuang this morning."

Chen Fu's expression was very emotional: "He seems to be always getting married, or he is on the way to get married."

If Meng Qing did not ask for an order, Xie Ming would have made another appointment with him.

【System: Very perverted, but I like it.】

Chen Fu's mouth twitched, and Xiao Ran happened to see it.

Chen Fu said far-fetchedly: "I am happy for him."

Xiao Ran said coldly: "Is that true?"

Chen Fu nodded, clapped his hands again to increase credibility. After applauding, he took out a small wooden box with a book in it.

Xiao Ran: "Is this what you use to keep a black account for people?"

Chen Fu felt it was necessary to reverse his wrong understanding of himself, "This is brought by Master Jingzhen, and it is a hand-written Buddhist scripture."

Xiao Ran reminded: "You are too popular now, so no one will tamper with the gifts. Be careful."

Chen Fu: "So I specially asked Master Jingzhen to write Sanskrit."

Xiao Ran looked at him deeply, and Chen Fu smiled so hard that he could be described as harmless.

Not only will the Qianbeng Festival hold banquets, but there are also various programs, including invited opera troupes, acrobatic masters, etc. from outside the palace, which indirectly leads to the strict investigation of entry and exit in the palace during this period. Even Chen Fu cannot leave the palace repeatedly like before.

Meng Qing was temporarily transferred to the palace order, and Xie Ming also returned to Qinzhuang. Chen Fu could not do anything even if he left the palace. In addition, the gifts were ready, so at this moment, he was probably the most idle person in the palace.

"It's so lively." Chen Fu supported his chin and looked at the busy palace servants outside.

Xiao Ran: "Your birthday will be more lively than this."

Chen Fu's mind had already begun to build a blueprint, and Xiao Ran interrupted him: "Continue."

As he said that, he took out the "Demon Scroll".

Not long ago, Chen Fu and Xiao Ran had a sudden idea and tried to improve this technique.

After careful study, Chen Fu found that "Flying Bird Song" can to a certain extent restrain the demonic nature of "The Demon Scroll".

"The "Demon Scroll" is extremely yin, and the "Flying Bird Song" cultivates pure yang internal strength." Chen Fu analyzed: "Maybe you can see the way of balance between yin and yang."

Xiao Ran himself is a martial arts fanatic. Chen Fu plays the piano from time to time, and the two of them have a lot of fun in their discussions.

Xiao Ran: "You can try to combine the two exercises into one."

Chen Fu agreed: "It is difficult for a person to master two powers. It is best to practice two people together to transform part of the power."

Xiao Ran: "Yes, this part of the power cannot be wasted. It can flow into another person's body to offset the excessively strong energy."

This discussion came to the evening, and both of them were a little excited. This was not just about perfecting the martial arts, but about creating a brand new martial arts. During this period, Xiao Ran once said with a little confusion: "The martial arts we are discussing seem to be something wrong."

Chen Fu frowned: "In the past, I practiced only one kind of power, such as the Yangyan Palm of the Iron Dragon Gang and the Tianyin Qigong of the Hanshan Temple. Now we are walking a path that our predecessors have never taken before, and it feels strange and normal."

Xiao Ran accepted this statement: "If this technique can be successful, it can be considered to have made some contributions to the younger generation."

Chen Fu suddenly laughed: "The future of your and my names will be remembered forever."
Chapter completed!