"By the way, do you know that early this morning, there was a thunderbolt that struck into Fangshi's Mansion."

"Ah, how could such a thing happen?"

"According to legend, when some elixirs are born, they will urge the heavenly gods to thunder and heavenly fire, so it seems that it is indeed not a lie."

"I see."

The people of the world, from the princes and nobles, to the dawn people, who don't want to live forever and shine with the sun and the moon.

The ministers below immediately discussed, and everyone's eyes were all focused on the elixir in the witch king's hand.

"Aiqing, this elixir really has the effect of making people immortal." The Witch King gently twisted the pill in his hand, a little incredulous.

Li Xiao's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but smile indifferently and said, "What is the effect of this elixir, the Witch King only needs to try it to know." ”

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After the discussion, the hundred officials all withdrew from the palace, and the witch king also felt a little tired after accepting the audience of the hundred officials, and after dealing with the affairs of the day of zheng, he left the main hall and returned to the palace.

"Is this elixir really that magical?" The Witch King looked at the pill in his hand, and the look in his eyes became more and more intense.

After hesitating for a long time, the Witch King took this pill down, and when this pill was entered, the Witch King only felt a warm current surging to his limbs, like a factor of vitality, rushing happily in the meridians, like floating in the clouds, indescribably comfortable.

"This elixir is truly extraordinary."

As this feeling of incomparable comfort swept through his body, the Witch King exhaled a long breath of turbidity, as if the feeling of depression that had been accumulated for a long time had also detached his body.

The current witch king only feels that his body is a lot lighter, and because of the overwork, his pale face is also glowing with a hint of ruddy luster, because some fatigue from the previous dynasty seems to have been swept away, and the whole person's body is full of vitality.

At this time, the witch king couldn't help but let out a hearty moan~ groan, and soon, he realized his gaffe, and after looking around left and right, he finally relieved himself when he found that there was no one else in the corridor.

After turning a few corners in the winding corridor, the Witch King came to the Princess's Mansion, where the princess lived.

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Princess's House.

Zhao Ling'er held her cheeks with both hands, and with a pair of smart eyes, she looked at the big locust tree outside the house through the window lattice, and couldn't help but be secretly stunned.

I don't know why, when I came back from the garden today, I couldn't get rid of the figure of the big brother in my mind, the appearance of the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the vigorous and elegant figure when I rescued her, and the indifferent temperament on his body, as well as the evil smile provoked by the corner of his mouth, all of which were so unforgettable.

After thinking of the last words of the eldest brother, Zhao Ling'er's face suddenly flushed, and she was shy, she bit her lip lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Zhao Ling'er, what are you thinking in your head, grandma said that men who speak rhetoric are not trustworthy." ”

It's just that, despite that, her heart is still throbbing inexplicably.

At this time, she heard a sound of footsteps at the door, and hurriedly looked up and said happily: "Father, you have come back from the next court." ”

"Ling'er, what were you talking to yourself just now?" The Witch King stepped in from the outside, and said with a gentle smile, above the court, he may be a monarch with a majestic face, but in front of the child, the majesty on his face is gone, full of pity.

Zhao Ling'er's face turned red, and she quickly shook her head to hide the panic in her heart: "No, I didn't say anything..."

As the monarch of a country, the witch king is naturally good at observing words and feelings, so how can the strange look in his daughter's eyes escape his eyes?

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However, the Witch King naturally did not dismantle Zhao Ling'er's careful thoughts, but smiled indulgently, and immediately, he also noticed a picture scroll pressed under his daughter's lotus root.

"Ling'er, who is you painting on this scroll?"

The Witch King's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said curiously, only to see that on the scroll, there was a man dressed in white clothes and a long figure, through childish brushstrokes, the outline of the face of the character in the painting could be vaguely seen, and the sword eyebrows and starry eyes looked very heroic, but not pressing.

"Hmm... This is a big brother I met in the palace," Zhao Ling'er whispered.

I don't know why, the witch king looked at the figure in the painting, and it felt very familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember who it was.

It's just that this does not prevent the Witch King from appreciating Ling'er's painting skills, he touched Ling'er's little head affectionately, nodded and praised at the right time: "This painting is good, if you can put a little more effort, you will be able to have both demeanor and appearance." ”

After finishing speaking, the witch king looked at Ling'er again, who was more and more cute and moving, and his expression was in a trance: "In the blink of an eye, Ling'er is already the year of the golden hairpin, and it is not appropriate to be claustrophobic in the palace all the time, it is time to increase some of their own skills and knowledge. ”

Speaking of this, the Witch King said with a moving expression: "Ling'er, why don't I send the Taifu in the palace to teach you knowledge?" ”

When Zhao Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and said with some reluctance: "Those Taifu are very strict, and they like to keep a straight face, Ling'er doesn't like it..."

The witch king thought about it, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, indeed, most of those Taifu in the palace are old men in the age of sixties, and the way of teaching is also according to the book, and even said that it is not ancient food, he was taught by Taifu when he was a child, so his feelings are very profound.

"Then who does Ling'er want to teach you?" The Witch King asked.

Zhao Ling'er thought for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and the slender jade pointed at the picture scroll on the table, and said, "Ling'er wants him to teach knowledge." ”

"If my father's guess is right, this person should be Li Fangshi." At this time, the Witch King also set his eyes on the picture scroll again. When he saw the characters in the painting for the first time, he just felt a little familiar, but this time he carefully observed the demeanor of the characters in the painting, and then recognized them attentively, and immediately recognized that the person in the painting was Fang Shi Li Xiao.

"It turns out that he is the famous Master Fang Xiao, Li Xiao." Zhao Ling'er's eyes flickered, and she silently wrote down the name.

"Ling'er, don't mess around, this Li Fangshi is a great hero of Nanzhao, not only refining pills, treating diseases and saving people, but also shouldering the responsibility of controlling the epidemic in Nanzhao, he is heavily responsible, how can he make trouble for him again?" The Witch King's face sank slightly, and he pretended to be light.

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