The princess saw that they were messing around, and did not take herself seriously at all, and pushed her elbow on the table, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered, making a crisp sound. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lingxiu hurriedly stood still, remembering that she was a little reckless, and ordered the two female musicians to clean up quickly, and then bowed to the princess to plead guilty, "Our sisters are crazy and have lost etiquette for a while, these are all jokes, please don't mind Your Highness!"

I felt that my heart was beating much faster than usual, if that hand really stretched out to me, how would I deal with it? Seeing the changes in front of him, Zhuo Zangfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, although they knew that the national customs were open, Lingxiu and others categorically did not dare to embarrass the envoys of the Tang Dynasty, but these women had been in the dust for a long time, and most of the people they usually received were important members of the imperial court, princes and nobles.

After hearing that they were done cleaning up, the princess waved them back, leaving Zhuo Zangfeng behind.

Anyway, those monks have already revealed to Lingxiu and others, Her Royal Highness the princess and the envoy of the Tang Dynasty do not know martial arts and do not know how to practice, so the guards are not strict, and there are Xuanming wolves patrolling outside the house, where can two blind people escape.

They even reorganized the cups and plates, and drank and guessed the order. The sound of laughter came from the west wing from time to time.

These female musicians studied in Chang'an, and admired the open-mindedness of Tang women, not only learning from their waists and low-chested, but also bringing Chang'an's extravagant extravagance back to China.

Their dissolute language was mixed with drunken burps, and Her Royal Highness frowned, especially with a man of a similar age sitting in front of her, which made her pale face flush with a shy flush.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Zhuo Zangfeng deliberately clamored to go back to the east wing to rest.

Those female musicians were all drunk and staggered, and they had no time to take care of him, and when they heard the sound of the watchman, it was already midnight, and when the husband's footsteps gradually walked away, Zhuo Zangfeng quietly got up and touched the princess's room.

The princess was not asleep, but waited for him to come in, and listened carefully to the slight sound of the wooden door, and knew that he had bolted it, and felt a little relieved.

The surroundings were silent, and occasionally the long howl of the Xuanying wolf spread in the night, adding to the taste of loneliness and loneliness.

Zhuo Zangfeng had two spars in his palm, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, two invisible people, no matter how they could not distinguish the difference between colors, in the world of the blind, everything is the color of black.

So, how can you tell the difference between blue and red crystals? He had some difficulty.

The princess was just as confused as him, but out of the softness of her daughter's family, she thought that some senses were more acute than men's, she took the spar from Zhuo Zangfeng's hand, thought about it for a while, and gently pressed it on her face, carefully experiencing the warm feeling.

One moist and gentle, the other round but slightly cold, the princess was silent for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

She put the slightly cold hedron into Zhuo Zangfeng's palm, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, no longer making a sound.

Zhuo Zangfeng had no doubt about the princess's ability to discern, held the spar in his palm, and sat gently on the ground.

At this time, the moon was exceptionally bright, and a silvery-white light penetrated through the window lattice and shone on the two of them.

Suddenly, a faint red halo emanated from the princess's body, and a gentle aura flowed through the room, and even the moonlight seemed to be dyed red.

Feeling the flow of Yuan Qi around his body, Zhuo Zangfeng took a deep breath, placed the spar between his palms, and then placed his arms flat on his legs, opposite the dantian qi sea.

Although Duan Qianhua was in charge of refining spars before, he remembered those methods, not to mention that Meng Taixu had also taught him.

In the Tang Dynasty, which attaches great importance to cultivation, ordinary cultivators will master several methods of refining spars, such as directly refining with Yuan Qi, or fusing Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to inhale the spar in the spiritual aperture above their heads, or having elders with advanced cultivation realms help refine it.

Of course, the simplest and easiest thing is that Zhuo Zangfeng is directly placed in the dantian qi sea, running the vitality in the body to refine the spar, so that the aura of the spar is absorbed into the dantian qi sea, and then running along the meridians to transform it into its own vitality and store it in the dantian qi sea.

A trace of warm breath rose from the sea of qi, running along the meridians to the staggered palms, and the blue spar that quietly existed in his palm glowed blue.

That warm breath was the only bit of pitiful vitality in his dantian qi sea that could be used, and at this time, it continued to flow into the palm of his hand, as if a heavy wave was constantly impacting the blue spar.

The green light on the reef was the blue color of the sea, and as the vitality washed away, the light became more and more dim, and finally disappeared like sand and gravel in the sea.

The altar was clear, the irritability in his chest and abdomen gradually disappeared, and when he opened his eyes, he could feel a faint light in front of him. He thought for a moment, remembered that it was the halo of candles, and then turned his head to the side and looked in the direction of the window lattice. Although the moon was soft, he could feel the silver-white moonlight through the night sky, which he could not see clearly.

The dantian qi sea has a cool feeling, as if the cold water in summer is filled with it, and the body is indescribably comfortable.

I can see the light, so if I continue to cultivate like this, my eyes will definitely regain my sight soon.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought happily.

Although he still couldn't see clearly, the light was the flame of hope.

Refining spars is simply a breeze for Her Royal Highness the Princess, who has never lacked cultivation resources, from childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many spars have been refined.

In her heart, she may not know that the spar is valuable, for ordinary cultivators, a mortal spar is a rare resource, and she often gives away the precious spar as an ordinary thing at will.

For the princess, refining the spar is a cultivation method, but the path of cultivation is a compulsory lesson.

She didn't understand that some people had never refined a spar in their entire life.

Naturally, the princess could tell the grade of the hedron by just her senses, and her proficiency was like that of a shrewd merchant immersed in the antique circle.

The first time she touched those two spars, she felt that they were extraordinary, and even among the spars she had refined or seen, they were extremely valuable, even unique.

It's just that there is no time for her to think about it at the moment, thinking about how the young man got such a wonderful spar, she is quiet, concentrating on calming her qi, refining the spar at the fastest speed, and absorbing it into the dantian qi sea.

She has the blood of a divine phoenix, and her cultivation talent is excellent, and the aura on the spar has been continuously dissolved and absorbed, like a trickle of water flowing into a river, which has rejuvenated her originally deficient sea of qi.

When she opened her eyes, she could also sense the light, but she couldn't see the shadow of the young man in front of her.

But at this moment, she heard some slight noise.

At the same time, Zhuo Zangfeng had already relied on his senses to step over and pull the door latch.

Three female musicians who should have been drunk and asleep were leaning their ears on the door, but the door was suddenly opened, and suddenly you pushed me into the house.

The youngest female musician is named Mo Ya, she is at the front, and she is pushed by the two behind her, and she directly hits Zhuo Zangfeng.

Zhuo Zangfeng had just opened the door, and his hand had not been completely lowered, when he suddenly felt that he was holding a soft but elastic round object in his palm, and he was squeezed by the force of the two people behind him, and a soft body suddenly rolled into his arms.

The candlelight in the room shook a few times, and Mo Ya's face was redder than the candle flame.

Since she was a child, Lingxiu has never let her receive guests, and for the first time she was held in the arms of a man, and she was touched somewhere. Although she occasionally flirts with men, it is just an exercise or a kind of entertainment, and at this time she actually felt her face red and her heart beating, and she didn't even have time to think about the idea of breaking free.

Zhuo Zangfeng reacted quickly, understood what was happening in front of him, and immediately used his other hand to push the other party away.

But he couldn't see anything, and in a hurry, the hand that had just been stretched out happened to grasp the other round and straight of the beauty in his arms.

Mo Ya was hugged by him and said angrily: "You are really not a eunuch!"

Zhuo Zangfeng hurriedly let go of his hand and retreated, thinking in his heart that of course I was not a eunuch, but he said, "I am blind." ”

He recalled the softness of the hand he had just touched, and with an embarrassed look on his face, he hurriedly explained that he was blind.

Lingxiu laughed with tears in her eyes, held her chest and said, "Sure enough, the Tang Dynasty boy is so romantic!"

Another female musician also smiled: "And the blind man is so discerning, he is the most beautiful daughter we have here!"

The princess listened to their nonsense, but thought that these female musicians were not as swaggering and unscrupulous as they appeared, but that they were actually inquiring into their own secrets.

If there is a secret between him and Zhuo Zangfeng, apart from the official information of Datang, what else do they want to hear?

It can't be said that they pretended to be drunk, just to test whether this young man was such an indecent and even immoral thing as a eunuch, right?

She thought about it a lot, and suddenly it occurred to her that these women would not doubt that they had any relationship with this guy, right? After all, women love to talk about Fengyue the most, and this situation is completely uncertain.

She didn't know what the boy had done, but she vaguely felt as if something indecent, frowned slightly, and she quickly stopped thinking about it.

She didn't care about the appearance of this young man, but she saw that he was brave and fearless, and he was very smart. Leaving here, a small soldier, the identities of the two people are very different, and they may never have the opportunity to meet again.

Coughing lightly to show her presence, she sat upright at the head of the bed with a look of extreme dissatisfaction on her face.

"Do you know that Chinese people like to sneak around and eavesdrop on other people's secrets?"

"And you, as an envoy of the Tang Dynasty, how can you be so reckless?"

I didn't want to say the latter sentence.

Speaking out shows that she admits that the envoy of the Tang Dynasty has done something absurd and harms the prestige of the country, but for some reason, the princess actually said it in passing.

Before the tenderness of the two hands could be savored, Zhuo Zangfeng heard the princess's slightly angry words, he knew that no matter how he explained it, it would get darker and darker, so he simply didn't answer.

However, the princess said that Lingxiu and others eavesdropped on secrets, which was a huge crime anyway.

In the exchanges between the two countries, eavesdropping on other people's secrets is almost the same crime as making a plate, which makes the female musicians who originally only cared about Fengyue and had no state affairs feel like falling into an ice cellar.

They had seen the enemy country being executed in Datang, and they had also encountered a dish with five horses divided into corpses and a very miserable death in their own country, and at this time, the three of them were in a cold sweat behind their backs.