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Chapter 87 Planting a Seed

"Oh?" Ning Qingyan's eyes were filled with amusement.

These third princes don't seem as stupid as when they first met, and they are different from his brothers and sisters!

In order to persuade Ning Qingyan to accept him as his disciple, Zhao Xingmeng did not dare to hide anything.

He pursed his lips and told the reason: "There is a secret room in the palace library that is not open to the public. During the winter solstice when I was twelve years old, a banquet was held in the palace. My father led the queen, hundreds of officials, and aristocratic families to enjoy the fireworks in the palace.

.My mother-in-law’s family is just an ordinary family, and the mother-in-law does not please the father, so she is not favored in the palace. That night, in order to accompany my mother who was not selected to attend the banquet, I..."

"Can you tell me the key points?" Ning Qingyan knocked on the table, interrupting Zhao Xingmeng's words.

Zhao Xingmeng was heart-broken when he saw the unabashed expression of impatience on the girl's delicate and beautiful face.

It seems that playing the emotional card is useless...

After realizing this in his heart, Zhao Xingmeng stopped procrastinating and continued: "My mother-in-law likes reading, so when I first entered the palace and my father was still fresh, she specifically asked him for the token of the palace library. This

The token is mainly for that secret room."

"That night, my mother-in-law was afraid that I would be wronged and that I would be bored, so she secretly gave me the token and asked me to go to the library to read."

"That's when I entered that place and realized what was inside."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xingmeng deliberately paused and looked at Ning Qingyan.

He originally thought that Ning Qingyan would ask curiously, 'What's in it?'

However, he still underestimated the girl's calmness.

Ning Qingyan just waited with a faint smile, as if it didn't matter whether he said it or not.

"..." Zhao Xingmeng took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and continued: "The books inside are all about introducing the world within Xuanmen...perhaps, to be precise, they are introducing the world of Xuanxiu a thousand years ago."

Thousands of years ago?

This keen moment made Ning Qingyan's eyes shrink.

However, Zhao Xingmeng did not pay attention.

He didn't dare to whet Ning Qingyan's appetite anymore and told what he knew: "There are not many books in it. I browsed through it, and almost all of them talked about what the world was like thousands of years ago. It was a world similar to ours today.

The world was a completely different era! In that era, the xuanxiu we now regard as immortals were just the most ordinary existences!"

Zhao Xingmeng's eyes sparkled with light.

But Ning Qingyan complained in her heart: 'I know better than you kid what the world was like a thousand years ago.'

However, she became somewhat interested in the secret room in the library.

If there is a chance in the future, she would like to see if the world written in the book is the world she is familiar with.

"...That night, I didn't have much time, so I couldn't read all the books, so I had to find one at random."

"However, it happened to be that book that made me realize that the martial arts skills from thousands of years ago were very sophisticated, and some were even so powerful that they could kill practitioners. It also made me understand clearly that practicing cultivation is not only about cultivating the Yuan.

Strength or profound strength, as well as body refining!"

Ning Qingyan looked at the yearning in Zhao Xingmeng's eyes and sneered in her heart: 'Young man, do you know that the body refining method you talk about was a path only demon cultivators would take a thousand years ago? Those so-called righteous paths of Xuanmen

, but I am very disdainful of body training!'

"The things recorded in that book overturned my understanding of martial arts!" Zhao Xingmeng's shoulders trembled with excitement.

"However, not long after that time, my mother-in-law died of illness, and the token in her hand was taken back. I never had the chance to enter the secret room, nor could I have access to those books again."

Ning Qingyan looked at the dejected Zhao Xingmeng and remained silent.

"Later on, I have been secretly searching for exquisite martial arts and body-refining techniques. However, I could never find them until yesterday..." Zhao Xingmeng looked at Ning Qingyan with burning eyes, and there was no need to say the next words.

"Why are you so persistent?" Ning Qingyan put her chin in her hand and asked casually.

Zhao Xingmeng said without hesitation: "I want to become a strong person!"

Ning Qingyan raised her eyebrows.

Zhao Xingmeng lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Although I am a prince, my talents are limited. I know that the qualifications given to the royal family by Xuanmen do not fall on me. And I am now seventeen years old, and my cultivation level is only at the peak of the fourth level.

, a year later, with all the heroes gathered, I have no hope of reaching the stars. So, I can only find another way!"

He raised his eyes and looked at Ning Qingyan again, ignoring the stinging pain coming from his knees after kneeling for a long time: "I admit that I can't enter the Xuanmen! But I want to try, even if I can't enter the Xuanmen, can I do it?

Become a strong man who is not weaker than the masters of Xuanmen!"

Ning Qingyan was silent for a long time after he finished speaking. When Zhao Xingmeng was anxious and uneasy, she spoke: "Go back."

Zhao Xingmeng was stunned.

She didn't say whether to accept it or not.

However, the girl's deserted look made Zhao Xingmeng feel uneasy, and he always felt that her answer meant rejection.

"Royal Aunt!"

"Go back." Ning Qingyan stood up and left without giving him a chance to speak again.

After walking out of the flower hall, she directly ordered the guests to be seen off.

Zhao Xingmeng wanted to catch up, but he knelt for too long and his legs were not working properly. He could only kneel on the ground and watch Ning Qingyan leave.

"I won't give up——!" Zhao Xingmeng shouted at Ning Qingyan's back.

Ning Qingyan kept walking, and when she heard his words, the corner of her mouth curled up with unknown meaning.



There was no need for Ning Qingyan to tell what happened in the flower hall. Someone naturally reported it to Zhao Yun.

"My lord, what do you mean by the third prince? Why does he want to take our princess as his disciple?"

"Why did the princess suddenly become so powerful? She obviously had no energy fluctuations in her body, but she was able to beat that evil woman Xiao Ruyi to the point where her teeth were all over the floor. Even the Crown Prince of Zhou was no match for her."

In the past two days, what happened in Zhongdu City not only shocked the people outside, but also shocked them in Prince Ding's palace!

It turns out that their little princess is so powerful! Is she so fierce?

"And..." Shifang glanced at Zhao Yun cautiously before whispering: "The princess was so ruthless to Xiao Ruyi, but she just knocked him off the ring to the prince of Zhou... The princess has not yet met Zhou.

When the prince broke off their engagement, the affair between her and Prince Zhou was widely spread. Could it be that the princess's mercy was..."

He wouldn't dare to say the next thing even if he had the guts to do so.

Zhao Yun was not angry, but said with a tone that made Shifang unpredictable: "Do you also think this is showing mercy?"

Shifang nodded.

Zhao Yun smiled faintly, "It is better to kill someone than to kill someone's heart."

"Ah?" Shifang looked confused.

Zhao Yun stopped explaining.

Everyone thought that Ning Qingyan was merciful to Zhao Xingyao, but who could see that this cunning girl, although she did not torture and kill Zhao Xingyao, planted the seed of an 'inner demon' in his heart?

You don't know when, the seeds will grow, and then... explode... and then destroy.



"Report——! An urgent military report from eight hundred miles southwest, it is related to the military situation, please submit it to your majesty immediately!"

At dusk, a stagecoach galloped into Zhongdu and headed straight for the palace.

That night, the lights in the imperial study room stayed up all night long...


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