This night, after ordering his subordinates to settle Anya and Fei'er's mother and daughter, Guan Feiyu and Manager Fu talked a lot, almost sleepless all night, until it was almost dawn, and they had time to recuperate their internal injuries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, his internal injuries were not too serious, and he was able to heal quickly with the repair of the mysterious power in his body.

And he also knows a lot of things, some of which are homely, such as the changes in the Zhennan Wangfu in recent years, and the whereabouts of a few people in the Tianming Adventure Group.

Some are border situations, for example, the Shenglan Empire seems to be a little ready to move recently, for example, the other two adjacent empires also have some small moves, but I don't know if they want to form an alliance or secretly become the minions of the Shenglan Empire.

And another young master of the Guan family, the only son of King Zhennan, Guan Feiling, has finally made enough meritorious achievements, and is about to be crowned marquis, and the next goal is to be crowned king.

Of course, what Guan Feiyu paid most attention to was what his eldest uncle, King Zhennan, confessed.

According to the account of General Manager Fu, before he left, the king of Zhennan had confessed to him that within five years, if he did not return from the vast mountain range, he must evacuate the Canglan Empire.

The specific reasons he did not explain, or without him in charge, the border would not be able to be suppressed, or a series of reasons such as the vicissitudes of the royal family.

Now, it will be almost two years since King Zhennan leaves, that is to say, there will be three years at most, and if he does not return, the Zhennan Wangfu will disappear from the Canglan Empire.

Guan Feiyu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a specific reason, perhaps, as King Zhennan said, if he doesn't cultivate to a certain point, he is not qualified to know the truth of the matter.

However, he didn't think too much about it, there were still three years, and perhaps, in these three years, he would be able to know what King Zhennan meant.

And when the time comes, his cultivation will definitely be good, and with his combat strength against the sky, even if there is a crisis, he will be able to deal with it calmly.

This night, it was not just Guan Feiyu who stayed awake all night, in the huge palace, the lights were bright, and countless figures came and went, looking restless.

In a spacious room, the atmosphere is extremely solemn, many palace maids are either holding hot water in their hands, or holding towels in their hands, in this silent atmosphere, they can't help but sweat.

On the side of the room, there was a luxurious bed, golden silk and jade threads, on which lay a man with a pale face, almost all wrapped in white cloth.

And on the edge of the bed, several old men, estimated to be fifty or sixty years old, were tying knots for the white cloth.

When the last knot was completed, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I observed the faint but gradually stabilized snort of the person on the bed.

"Report to the monarch, the Seventh Prince's injuries have stabilized, but the injuries are too serious, and he may not be able to move for a year and a half!"

Several people finally stood up, turned around, and before they had time to stretch their sore old waists, they bowed to the middle-aged man who was sitting beside him, extremely majestic.

"A year and a half?hehe~ That little guy from the Guan family, it's really heavy!" The majestic middle-aged man was the monarch's breeze, and he smiled softly, so that people couldn't see what emotions they were.

Regardless of the words, after his words fell, the atmosphere in the room was a little quieter, and even, the palace maids were already slightly shaking, which was not only nervous, afraid, but more importantly, an inexplicable cold.

"When Xiang'er recovers, will it have an impact on his martial arts?" After a moment of silence, Feng Qingyang finally asked.

"This ...... We can't predict either, we can only see how the Seventh Prince recovers!" several people replied with some sweat stains on their foreheads.

"However, the Seven Princes' dantian has not been damaged, and it should not have an impact on the martial arts!"

When they felt a chill coming to them instantly, their hearts tightened, and they hurriedly spoke.

The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, they have been rolling in the palace for many years, and they know the means of this lord.

They nervously rescued all night, and finally pulled the Seven Princes Feng Feixiang back from the Ghost Gate, how could they want to die.

In the face of this angry master, every word spoken must be carefully scrutinized.

Otherwise, even if one word provokes him, it will be a dead body, and maybe it will even connect the nine clans.

This is what the world calls a companion like a tiger.

"The dantian is undamaged, that's okay!" Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and the atmosphere in the room was not so silent.

"Alright, you should retreat first, remember to be called at any time, otherwise you will ......"

He waved his hand and dismissed everyone, but the last sentence made everyone's hearts that had just fallen to mention it again.

What he means is that you can leave now, but you must always accept the call, or else you will bear the consequences.

"Yes, Weichen (slave maid) retires!"

Everyone looked at each other helplessly, and saluted and retired.

"Light Yang, Xiang'er suffered such a heavy blow and almost died, do you have to endure this breath?"

At this time, a beautiful woman approached from the outside, doted and distressed glanced at the Seven Princes on the bed, Feng Feixiang, and then said to the man next to him with red eyes.

"Some time ago, information came from Feixian that the three kingdoms of Shenglan, Chilan and Tianlan seemed to be a little ready to move, and the country could not be chaotic for the time being. Feng Qingyang clenched his fists, but he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said lightly.

"Moreover, that one has not yet woken up, we are not defeated by Guan Tiancheng, Zhennan Wangfu, and we can't move yet!"

"It's just that I pity my Xiang'er......" The beautiful woman responded, and she also understood the situation, sighed, and looked at the Seventh Prince, with tears rolling in her eyes.

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"Have you heard, yesterday at night, the incident at the city gate, the Seven Princes Feng Fei almost died!"

"No, right? I know that there is such an incident, but does anyone dare to move this scum of the Seven Princes Feng Feixiang?"

"Hehe~ Why don't you dare? Although he is the prince of the empire, he may not be able to do this in the younger generation!"

"I'm not convinced, then tell me, in the empire, who else dares to touch the imperial prince?"

"Hey~ The scum who treats human life like a mustard and makes the emperor complain, in front of that master, is just an ant that can be killed at will!"

"Oh~ Who is it that has such a skill?"

"Of course, it is the strongest of the younger generation of the empire, Zhennan Wangfu, Guan Feiyu!"

Early in the morning, on the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, you can see people talking about it everywhere.

Their topic could not avoid the accident at the gate of the city at nightfall yesterday.

Some people witnessed the battle, some lived near the Zhennan Palace, witnessed the last scene, and they shared what they knew.

However, in a moment, this explosive news has spread throughout the entire imperial capital, and it is even spreading rapidly to other cities.

After three years, Guan Feiyu appeared in the imperial capital again, and almost killed the Seven Princes Feng Feixiang, this news is really exciting and shocking enough!

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