The Prince's Mansion is located in the core of the East City, and it is very close to the Imperial City.

The crown prince was born with a deficiency and a disabled leg, and the queen originally wanted him to stay in the palace until he inherited the throne.

But the prince said that although he was disabled, he didn't want to destroy the ancestral system, and if he couldn't treat himself as a normal person, then who could be a normal person among the ministers and officials and the people of the world.

The prince, who said that he was a normal person, returned to the prince's mansion from the Huaiwang Mansion, and was directly pushed into the Taoist room in the mansion by his entourage.

There was a little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi who was about fifteen or sixteen years old in the Taoist room, with white skin and red lips.

But he knew too much about the prince's temperament, but he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and his hands trembled slightly when he served tea to the prince sitting on the couch.

The prince raised his eyes, without the warmth and warmth in front of people, only yin owl and fierceness were left in his eyes, "Are you afraid of me?" The prince squinted his eyes and looked at the little Taoist priest's beautiful face, and finally his gaze fell on his newly developed Adam's apple.

The little Taoist's Adam's apple rolled, inadvertently revealing nervousness, and even his voice was a little hoarse and trembling, "No...... No...... How could Qingyun be afraid of the prince, the prince is so kind......"

He was a little scared, a little nervous, his face was flushed, and his shoulders were a little shaky, but in the eyes of the prince, it was a different kind of temptation.

The red fruit looked at him, but the little Taoist priest was so scared that he wanted to turn around and run away, "Prince, the tea is already a little cold, Qingyun will go and change a cup for you." ”

It's just when the prey at the mouth will be able to escape the clutches of the hunter.

The little Taoist priest who wanted to turn around, his belt was pulled, and with a "snap", the tea cup fell to the ground, and the little Taoist priest had been thrown on the bed......

The Prince's Mansion, separated from the Taoist room, is an alchemy room.

At this time, in the alchemy room, it was also a hot scene.

In the wide open room, the stone bricks on the ground are inlaid with the pattern of Bagua, and in the center of the Bagua diagram stands a huge alchemy furnace, the furnace is fiery red, and the heat is steaming.

A moment later, the Dan furnace made a "poof" sound, and a puff of green smoke came out of it, which gradually dissipated.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who had been guarding the Dan furnace shook off the dust in his hand, approached the Dan furnace, opened the lid, carefully took out one of the Dan pills, and put it into a box with red lacquer and gold.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the door leading to the Taoist room, squinted, walked over with his feet, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Inside the door was the prince's extremely lazy and smug voice.

The middle-aged Taoist priest lowered his eyes and pushed the door and walked in, stepped on the torn and scattered Tsing Yi Taoist robe on the side of the couch with his foot, and said in an extremely calm voice: "Prince, the elixir has been practiced. ”

"Really?" The prince's voice was a little excited.

"Don't dare to deceive the prince, it is refined according to the prince's requirements." The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyes slightly, but he couldn't see anything clearly under the heavy curtain.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and a strong arm reached out, and there were several reddish blood streaks.

The middle-aged Taoist priest recognized this arm as the prince's, and although the prince's legs were inconvenient, he paid more attention to the exercise of upper limb strength.

By handing the elixir to the prince, the middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyes slightly, but suddenly saw a pair of eyes that were glaring violently.

This month is already the third little Taoist priest to be played to death by the prince, and it is not surprising. The middle-aged Taoist priest stabilized his mind and quietly handed the brocade box containing the pill that had just been practiced to the prince's hand.

The prince took the brocade box, withdrew his arm, and said in a lazy voice: "Go down, call someone to clean up the Taoist room in an hour." ”

"Yes, Prince." The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice answered steadily, but after turning around and exiting the Taoist room, he couldn't help but shudder.

Some things can be taken for granted, and some things can't, such as not letting go of the dead and blaspheming. After playing, I'm afraid that only this prince who is high-sounding on the surface and dignified behind the scenes can do it.

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Since that day, although Concubine Jing has not gone to Cining Palace again, she also knows that the Queen Mother and the people of Qin Tianjian deliberately calculated the fate of Fei and Huajin.

Although these two people are a bit of a culprit in numerology, they are surprisingly not exclusive to each other, but can suppress each other.

On this day, the Queen Mother sent someone to Ningshou Palace to invite Concubine Jing to Cining Palace.

The post sent by Qin Tianjian was placed on the table of the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother asked her to hand it to Concubine Jing to see.

He smiled and said, "I didn't expect these two children to become a match made in heaven." ”

Concubine Jing also smiled implicitly, "This is probably the fate of these two children." But I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

"When the emperor goes down to the early dynasty tomorrow, the mourning family will discuss this matter with him, and if the emperor has no objections, the mourning family will make this decree to give marriage."

Although she was happy in her heart, Concubine Jing never showed the kind of joy in her heart in front of the Queen Mother.

She had to hold a rack for her lovely little granddaughter.

Fei can marry her Jin'er, so he has to be secretly happy.

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was thought to be by Concubine Jing that she should steal Le's flying, and at this time she also got the news from the palace in the general's mansion.

To be precise, he already knew the news from the time the Queen Mother asked Qin Tian to supervise him and Hua Jin's eight characters.

To be more precise, even if Qin Tianjian calculated that he and Hua Jin were incompatible, he would have a way to make them work out.

It's just that he can't make a move, and everything will fall into place, maybe this is the will of God.

Fei took out a rectangular brocade box from the dark compartment of the Bogu shelf in the study.

There is really nothing special in this brocade box, just a neatly stacked silver ticket.

Although he is not a fan of money, he also smiled secretly at this box of silver tickets.

Although the marriage has not yet been given, and there is still a year before her and Lu, from the house to the furniture, it is time to buy what should be done.

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After the end of the court on this day, Fei Ben wanted to dangle in front of the emperor again, reminding the emperor that his nephew was also not young, and it was time to marry.

But the emperor was stopped by the crown prince first.

This morning, the crown prince showed a little tiredness.

After the next dynasty, the emperor let the crown prince go to his alchemy room in the palace.

The prince didn't say much, and took out a delicate small box from his arms, which was the pill that the middle-aged Taoist priest gave him yesterday.

The emperor quietly opened the brocade box, saw a golden pill lying in the box, and raised his eyes to look at the prince's somewhat tired look, "You made yourself look like this for this." ”

The crown prince bowed his head, "Knowing that my father has been seeking an elixir to prolong his life, his son sent someone to search through thousands of mountains and rivers, find a good prescription, and personally refine the medicine for his father." ”