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When Marshal Dejing said that he was the emperor's illegitimate son, he screamed with joy and was so shocked that he was about to jump up, but he held Marshal Dejing down.

"Shh, whisper." Marshal Dejing continued to whisper: "Say, are you the emperor's illegitimate son? Don't worry, I will keep it a secret!" The Marshal looked solemn, and it was definitely not a joke.

He Qihuan was almost choked to death. He touched his nose and couldn't figure it out: The marshal, who had just talked about herbs, why did he suddenly think of this? But this is not a joke. The crime of deceiving the emperor may be punished. So He Qihuan quickly explained carefully: "Marrior, you are not joking like this, your majesty has an illegitimate son? I have never seen His Majesty!"

"Then why did you get the royal unique martial arts 'Tianlong Ba Steps'? This is the royal secret technique, and only the royal blood relationship can practice this skill!" Marshal Dejing looked at He Qihuan calmly, and he looked puzzled.

"The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon? The Royal Secret Method?" He Qihuan was also stunned. When did he practice this kind of kung fu?

"Yes, this is the only one kind of martial arts technique in the world that can hide his martial arts breath!" Marshal Dejing turned his mind and looked up and down at He Qihuan, hoping to find a part similar to His Majesty the Emperor. Unfortunately, there is still no. Yes, in the whole world, only the royal "Tianlong Ba Division" technique can hide the martial arts breath.

"Well," his martial arts breath could be hidden, but at this time it was the result of the conflict between Shangguan Ren and Wuchen's true energy, which was caused by unintentional. Last time in the forest, He Qihuan was injured and caused the two old masters to "riot" in his body, and almost died. Later, under the careful care of the two old masters, he took herbs, drank boy stools, soaked medicine, soaked ointments, and made some trouble, and finally escaped from the Naihe Bridge, and became a blessing in disguise. With this ability. Wuchen, Shangguan Ren even told him to keep it secret.

Thinking about how much urine from Lao Wang’s grandson had drunk, he had such ability, He Qihuan’s face couldn’t help but become strange.

When Marshal Dejing saw that He Qihuan looked strange, he thought he had caught He Qihuan's pain point, so he immediately approached He Qihuan and whispered: "I will keep it confidential for you. I guarantee my personality and it is absolutely confidential. Tell me quickly, how can you practice the "Tianlong Ba Tribe"?"

"What you always say must be kept secret!" He Qihuan also looked around secretly, afraid that others would hear it.

"Don't believe me? My reputation is very good!" Marshal Dejing quickly patted his chest. He could hear a secret royal history of the emperor immediately. Marshal Dejing was very excited! Marshal Dejing thought: When the emperor fought with him in the battles, he was as close as a brother to him, but as soon as he ascended the throne, he immediately became extremely serious, one by one, one by one, and one by one. Poor, he was also frightened when he saw the emperor on the throne. It was really annoying. Now he can grasp a scandal of the emperor and relieve his anger. Of course, he would not make fun of His Majesty in person. It was because the birthday boy was eating arsenic - he thought he was too long to die, but he could still laugh at the emperor in his heart, and it made others feel relaxed and happy.

The more Marshal Dejing thought about it, the happier he became. He looked at He Qihuan's eyes and became more eager: "Speak quickly, speak quickly!"

He Qihuan looked at the cheerful Marshal Dejing and said slowly: "My secret is that I have never practiced the 'Tianlong Ba Division', but because of practicing martial arts, I accidentally mastered this trick. I hope the old general will keep this secret!"

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Marshal Dejing, who was full of hope, was stunned by the cold water. He stared at He Qihuan in disbelief, grabbed He Qihuan's front and shouted like a tiger: "Nonsense, nonsense, can you be obsessed with evil spirits? Are you cheating a three-year-old child? Who doesn't know about martial arts in the world? In addition to the 'Tianlong Ba Division', there are also people who can hide the breath of martial arts? Do you think I am old and confused?"

"What precious pills have you taken?" Some rare treasures can also suppress the breath of true qi.

"No!" He Qihuan shook his head.

"What treasure is hidden on you?" Marshal Dejing stared at He Qihuan, staring at him, and was almost trying to get up and go to the top and search for the special search.

"No, absolutely not!" Seeing the old man's dangerous eyes, He Qihuan quickly declared.

"That's right, you don't have **, no treasure, there is only one possibility..." Marshal Dejing used the method of exclusion and believed that he had determined a truth. He opened his eyes wide and stared at He Qihuan and said word by word: "You have practiced the 'Tianlong Ba Division'!" Marshal Dejing got into the horns and entered the misunderstanding of thinking. From He Qihuan's practice of the "Tianlong Ba Division" it also inferred that He Qihuan must be the emperor's illegitimate son, and he is not of royal blood. If you practice this skill, there is no possibility of success!

"I really don't!"

Marshal Dejing's eyes turned and asked, "Who taught you martial arts, who is your master?"

"This?" He Qihuan wiped his nose again. The two old men asked him to keep it secret. He had to say: "They are two outskirts. They don't let me say their names. However, if I want to call them master, they will not agree." Shangguan Ren said that teaching him martial arts only made him not killed so that he could be a referee better. And the referee's judgment was that the day when one of the two old men would have blood splattered on the spot. How could he call them master?

He Qihuan said that the two masters refused to regard themselves as Master He Qihuan. Marshal Dejing felt that he had verified his inference again - is He Qihuan the prince? Who carelessly promotes that I am the prince's master, this is also a shame...

Marshal Dejing looked at He Qihuan carefully. Seeing that He Qihuan's face was sincere, it was not like pretending to be fake. He thought to himself: Well, this little baby must have not known that he had practiced this skill, so he insisted that he had never practiced it. Then... Marshal Dejing's eyes turned and thought of another possibility. This little baby, especially the emperor's illegitimate son, was also hidden by others, so he didn't know about it.

This is also normal. It’s a scandal. Knowing that the fewer people, the better!

Hehe, Marshal Dejing stroked his beard and smiled, feeling that he was too smart, and he actually dug out a secret that the empire had been hiding for many years. As for why He Qihuan was not like his master, His Majesty the Emperor, it is easy to explain that there are genetics and changes. In this world, there are not many people like his father, and this little baby must be more like his mother.

Just like the strategy that Marshal Dejing often used on the battlefield, he could not attack from the front, so he attacked from the side. So Marshal Dejing sat down with a smile and began to chat with He Qihuan.

"Little baby, where are you from?"

"Little baby. Where is your mother from?"

"Little baby, how old is your mother? Have you been to those places?"

"Little baby, what kind of relatives and friends do your mother have?..."

Marshal Dejing asked, recalling his experience of fighting with His Majesty the Emperor when he was young, recalling where the emperor often went twenty years ago (He Qihuan saw if he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, so the emperor should have gone twenty years ago when he went to sow seeds.)

He Qihuan was always very knowledgeable at first, but later he gradually felt something was wrong. He looked at Marshal Dejing with a conspiracy and intrigue, all of whom were full of ulterior motives.

He Qihuan suddenly asked, "Old man, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, I'm studying whether your mother has ever met His Majesty."

"My mother hasn't met Your Majesty?" He Qihuan suddenly woke up. Wasn't this old man viciously saying that his mother had a crush on her?!!

The angry He Qihuan suddenly stood up and glared at Marshal Dejing and said, "You...what did you say?!"

He Qihuan turned around and left, no longer paying attention to this old man with a slutty heart and a dark mind.

"Hey, little baby, don't leave, let's continue chatting!" Marshal Dejing also stood up and chased He Qihuan and tried to keep him...

...

The gate of Baicao Garden was slowly opened, and the guards saw a scene that they would never forget for life - the Marshal actually walked out with him! Over the years, many princes and grandchildren, and many nobles came and went, but no one had such treatment! Except for the emperor who came here to walk around, Marshal Dejing would personally deliver it to the door. In addition, Marshal Dejing would be particularly proud to be sent to the door of the lobby, and he would not even think that Marshal would be sent to the door of the courtyard.

The two people saw the expressions of the two again, and the guards were stunned again! They suspected that they were dreaming. The young man looked unhappy and strode forward; while their marshal followed closely behind, smiling!! This... this... who is this person? He deserves the marshal so much!!

"Little baby, come back tomorrow, okay?"

"No!" He Qihuan said angrily. As soon as he met, he said that your mother had a crush on her, who would come?

"Little baby, don't leave, don't leave, let's talk again."

"What are you talking about?" He Qihuan glared.

"Talk..." Marshal Dejing almost rushed out and talked about your mother again, but when he saw that He Qihuan looked wrong, he quickly changed his words, "Let's talk about herbs and herbs again."

"I don't have time." He Qihuan simply said. He was thinking about going back early to heal the people on Jiangnan Road. He went to the senior brother Lin Feng of Zhengzong to ask about the treatment method, and then rushed back to treat the people.

"Then... little baby, take this and come when you have time!" Marshal Dejing took out a token and forced it to He Qihuan. "Hold it, be sure to hold it. Come when you want to come. With this door, those bastards won't stop you."

He Qihuan still refused to accept it. Marshal Dejing got angry. I am your senior brother, little baby! Accept it quickly.

He Qihuan finally reluctantly accepted it.

He Qihuan left, and looked at the figure of the boy leaving, the guards sighed again: There are really great people in this world! On weekdays, if the marshal gives someone something, the man must be moved to tears. He accepts it solemnly and hides it carefully; this marshal gives him something, but he still refuses to accept it. It seems that he will give the marshal face. This... this person is...

Marshal Dejing seemed to know everyone's psychology, looked at the guards and said solemnly: "This person is from the royal family, and you must treat him respectfully in the future."

Oh, no wonder the old general was so polite to him. It turned out to be a member of the royal family!

But other royal people did not see that the old general had a good face to them, and... and why don't we know about the royal people? We are royal guards, where did this come from? Could it be...

The guards looked at each other and saw the other's surprised eyes. Everyone dared not think about it anymore.

So a rumor spread extremely mysteriously and quickly and widely, that is, He Qihuan was the emperor's illegitimate son, and the extremely beloved illegitimate son!
Chapter completed!