After he was full of wine and food, Pan Shizi took Wang Quanquan and began to visit his room. Because Pan Yuan is good at business, the Pan family is well-off, and the prince likes to collect all kinds of rare objects, so there are four rows of huanghuali shelves in the house, all of which are filled with all kinds of strange things, including glass products taken from the king.

Seeing that Wang Quanquan was looking at the glass products, Pan Ziqian opened his mouth to introduce.

"These glazed products were all auctioned from Brother Wang that day, presumably there were a lot of nurseries arranged by Brother Wang on the field at that time, right?"

Nor is the king's authority hidden.

"Yes, but the goods sold are not returned."

Pan Shizi smiled helplessly when he heard this, "Brother Wang is too worried, and he still understands the rules of buying and selling." ”

The prince still answered a joke seriously, as always.

"Brother Wang, do you want to eat fruit?"

Wang Quanquan, who had looked at Pan Ziqian's collection, nodded, Pan Ziqian ordered, and soon the next person came up with fruit.

Citrus, dates, apples, ducks, pears and the like, the most special thing is that these fruits are held in glassware, colorful from a distance to see the good-looking, to get closer to see clearly, the surface of this utensil is also decorated, the opening part has latte art, and the shape is unique, but the more Wang Quan looks at the brows, the tighter he wrinkles, how does this look so like a ...... Spittoon?

Spittoon!

Wang Quanquan took the vessel containing the fruit, looked left and right, and Pan Ziqian on the side saw Wang Quanquan's surprised expression, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"This is what I accidentally saw when I visited the market before, and I bought it at a price of 1,000 taels, although the quality is not as good as the three pieces I bought from Brother Wang, but the shape is unique, and it is excellent to put a fruit on weekdays."

Wang Quanquan glanced at the spittoon and looked at the prince, then at the spittoon and then at the son, and after repeating it many times, he finally sighed, forget it, don't tell him the truth, otherwise he may not be able to get out of the palace gate today, so he put the spittoon on the table, gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Good thing!" ”

"Brother Wang, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

"No thanks, I have one at home, I use it every day, it's very easy to use."

"Brother Wang has vision!"

"It's Brother Pan who has vision!"

After the two praised each other, they chatted for a while, seeing that it was not early, Wang Quanquan got up and prepared to leave, and Pan Ziqian did not stay.

Originally, Pan Ziqian wanted to talk to Wang Quanquan about some important matters, but there were many people in Anbei Wangfu, so he could only go to Ankang Wangfu to talk another day.

Seeing that Prince Pan is coming, he can't help but say hello.

Pan Ziqian's appearance is very similar to Pan Yuanzheng, both of them are slender and fair-skinned, but unlike Pan Ziqian, Pan Yuanzheng's face is more gloomy, I don't know if he looks like this or because of his personality.

"The little nephew has seen Uncle Pan." The king's authority was the first to salute and speak.

Pan Yuanzheng's gloomy face rarely squeezed out a smile, he nodded and said:

"Why don't you say it in advance, I'd better arrange it in advance."

"It's also a temporary idea, and the prince is very thoughtful."

The king's authority and words were impeccable, which made Pan Yuanzheng on the other side stunned, but it was only a moment before he returned to normal, and continued to ask:

"Your Majesty is doing well?"

"Uncle Lao bothered, my father has always been strong."

"Well, that's good, let's stay and have dinner together in the evening."

"No, uncle, there are still some important things to go back to deal with, let's go back another day."

Pan Yuanzheng nodded and didn't say anything more.

Wang Quanquan said goodbye to the two and got into the carriage, Pan Yuan was looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time, he said:

"So, is the Eighth Prince your answer?"

Pan Ziqian didn't answer, just nodded, Pan Yuanzheng didn't need to look at his son to know the answer, turned around and walked across the threshold towards the mansion. Pan Ziqian looked in the direction of the carriage for a while before turning back and entering the house, and the father and son only said one sentence from beginning to end.

On the carriage, the king's authority, who had already walked out of the distance, muttered alone: "Brother Pan, Brother Pan, for you today, I have even given up the character of a fool, and in the future, we will be grasshoppers on a rope." ”

After returning home, Wang Quanquan entered the state of cultivation again after dinner. Although he has now reached the early stage of foundation building, it does not mean that he is invincible in the world, and he will continue to improve his strength to deal with the next things. Pan Ziqian's appearance gave him a warning, this is not only his business, it is not even just a royal matter, it may not only be the people in the palace who want him to die, he must be fully prepared.

That night, Wang Quanquan, who was cultivating cross-legged in the room, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Can't wait so soon......"

Although the lights in the room had been extinguished, Wang Quanquan's eyesight at night was excellent because of his cultivation, and he was completely unaffected by the darkness.

Whose people are they? The princes in the palace? Or the people we see today?

Since Wang Quanquan decided to make friends with Pan Ziqian, he has come to his senses, since he has openly visited the Anbei Palace, which has always been inextricably linked with the heir, it will definitely attract attention, and it is destined to cause trouble, but I didn't expect this trouble to come so quickly, things don't stay overnight, be really ruthless.

Wang Quanquan continued to close his eyes and recuperate, but his divine consciousness was still staring at the door, since the trouble was found in the door, then solve the trouble.

The bolt of the door was quickly picked open by a sharp knife, and the other party was dressed in black and masked with a black cloth, and there was a sharp knife in his hand that was dazzlingly white in the moonlight, and no one would think that he was idle in the middle of the night and came out in a panic.

The visitor soon touched the king's bed, and by the moonlight, the assassin saw the king's authority meditating on the bed at a glance, and he was stunned for a moment.

The scimitar slashed a silver arc in the air, striking at the neck of the person on the bed like a crescent. Wang Quanquan suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and looked at the other party sharply, the black-clothed assassin was shocked at this time, and the surging was not good, and the knife in his hand was faster, but when the knife was less than ten centimeters away from Wang Quanquan's neck, it suddenly stopped, and he could no longer move a bit.

Wang Quanquan didn't know when he had already grabbed the wrist of the comer, and only heard a "click" sound with a little force, and then a muffled snort came from the mouth of the black-clothed assassin, and the sharp blade fell to the ground with a "dang long".

Wang Quanquan directly pinched the opponent's wrist in a single stroke, but he did not let go, but increased his strength a little, and the assassin's head was already sweating.

"Who sent you?"

Wang Quanquan spoke in a deep voice, and his tone was like a century-old ice, which made people feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet. The benevolence of the women of the royal power has long since disappeared with the death of Koharuko, and in this cannibalistic world, if you want not to be eaten, you can only be more cruel than them, even if the assassin in front of you is a woman.

The assassin was clearly professional, and had not said a word since the beginning, but Wang Quan could still hear her gender from the other party's muffled snort. But the kingship had no mercy or mercy, for in his previous life he had heard that a bullet from a child's gun was equally deadly. Now it's the same thing, the sharp blade swung from the woman's hand is just as deadly, the other party will kill himself, and there is no need to pity the jade, besides, who knows if there is a peerless beauty or an ugly girl behind the mask.

Seeing that the other party was still silent, Wang Quanquan planned to use a few more forces to completely crush her wrist. But at this moment, there was a sudden flash of cold light, and Wang Quanquan's eyes dodged with a condensation, and then turned back that the other party was completely gone, leaving only the flying needle pierced on the pillar behind him.

"Hidden weapon?"

Wang Quanquan didn't expect that the other party was still hiding a secret weapon, and at such a close distance, Rao was Wang Quanquan, and he had to let go and dodge.

He didn't go out to chase after him, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to ask anything. Wang Quanquan looked at the full moon hanging in the sky, and said to himself: "Can't you even wait for the moon to be dark and the wind is high?" ”