Three days later, at dusk, Qingqiu Pavilion.

Long Fang sat on the desk with a big grin, flipped through a Taoist "Taisu Sutra" with one hand, and pinched the golden round cake-like pastry with the other hand.

"Too plain Haohao, the way of fate. When it is too primitive, the god goes to the camp, and the Tao is born. The form of life, the Tao is the destiny, and the Tao is the fulfillment. Therefore, heaven and earth are formed, and morality is formed. Tao Mo is greater than nature, Demo is greater than immortality, Tao is born of one, life is two, two is born of three, and three lives of heaven and earth............ En, crispy and fragrant, not bad. ”

"Those who are too plain are the beginning of quality. Therefore, it is said to be easy. Easy becomes one, one becomes three, three becomes five, five becomes seven, and seven becomes nine. Nine, too. Finally it becomes one. One is the sky. Therefore, those who are light and clear are the sky, those who are heavy and turbid are the earth, and those who neutralize the qi are people. Therefore, heaven and earth are combined, and all things are born............ Tsk, oily but not greasy, as much as I want, this girl's skills have made great progress............. ”

"Miss, that guy is complimenting you again...... Dale ran through the door in a hurry, and the sound had already drifted into the kitchen in the courtyard.

"What that guy, that's the Third Highness, at least call the Third Prince, you stinky girl, always no big or small. A pleasant sound came from the kitchen, and a hint of caution was contained in it.

"Oh oh! It's going to be towards him now...... Hmph!"

"What are you muttering?"

"No, no, I'm talking about his drooling and saying that he wants to eat it every day in the future. ”

"Hmph! I think it's beautiful, no!" a hint of resentment lingered in the words.

Since that day Dai'er messed around, Ruyue has never gone to Qingqiu Pavilion in the past few days, first alone in the house for a whole day, and the next day the next day she made a big fanfare about firewood, rice, oil and salt, so that Dai'er, who has been taking care of the three of them to eat, live and live, for a while was dumbfounded. Then, under the teaching of Da'er's Dundun, Ruyue made rapid progress, from the initial 'work' that he couldn't bear to look at directly to the current fragrance overflowing, and the object of the experiment was actually the dignified and current third prince Long Fang, which made him surprised and laughed.

After the last piece of pastry in his hand, Long Fang smacked his lips with a look of unfinished business, but was quickly interrupted by the guard at the door.

"Your Highness, the Holy Emperor sent a special envoy to summon His Highness to go to the dormitory, for unknown reasons. ”

"Envoy...... ...... the dormitory, well, you go down. Long Fang blinked.

"Yes!" the guard bowed and was about to turn and retreat.

"Wait, Luo Qing, how are you practicing the Three Heavenly Sword Chapters I sent you?"

"Tell Your Highness, the little one has already memorized it by heart, and has begun to comprehend the second 'Feihua Sword'. The guard named Luo Qing replied with joy.

"Huh, so fast, it seems that your kid has a good understanding, hah! In this way, I will give you another copy of the "Meditation Technique", and take it back to a few other brothers to slowly comprehend, which will be beneficial to the mortal sword in the later stage of Qi refining in the future. It's still the old rule, you can't show it, and continue to keep an eye on those doors!"

"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness, for your dedication! Your Highness can rest assured, if there is any trouble, report immediately. Luo Qing was overjoyed and took the "Meditation Formula" with trembling hands, and trotted out with joy.

Luo Qing and the others were selected to enter the palace since they were young and carefully cultivated princely guards, since Long Fang was sensible, Luo Qing's group of six people was given to him by the Holy Emperor and took on the responsibility of guarding the Qingqiu Pavilion. Long Fang is easy-going, and he is almost the same age, and he treats his subordinates kindly, without any distinction between master and servant. also often instructed Luo Qing and others in their swordsmanship cultivation, which made several guards very grateful. Over the years, with the assistance of several royal collections and cherished exercises given by Long Fang, Luo Qing's six people have greatly increased their cultivation, of course, these are all carried out in secret, and on the surface, they are still subordinates like several other princes and guards.

This is a bit unusual, because the envoy is a high-ranking letter official summoned by my father to the envoys of various countries in Zhongzhou, and he will not use it on ordinary occasions. What's more, it's so close, it's usually enough to send someone to inform. Besides, I usually go to my father's study when I have something, why did I change it to a dormitory?' Long Fang paced, his mind turned rapidly, and he couldn't think of a clue after all.

Two quarters of an hour later, Long Fang changed into a formal suit, a yellow brocade robe, embroidered with six flying dragons, auspicious clouds fluttering, churning up and down, wearing a purple and gold crown, a royal righteousness vast and majestic, with his hands behind his back, striding straight to the Holy Emperor's dormitory with a straight face.

The door of the dormitory was open, and the lights inside were huo, reflecting the majestic figure in front of the screen. Long Fang didn't think about it, he walked straight in, and was about to bow down to salute, but Long Ao waved his hand to stop him.

"Follow me. Then Long Fang was led to turn left and right, and walked to a small hut with simple furnishings and exquisite decorations. Long Ao stopped his pace, stared at the antique room and remained motionless, for a long time, after a sigh, his big hand slowly pushed open the small door, and a light and elegant fragrance came to his face.

The interior of the room is simple and exquisite, a semi-circular dressing table occupies half of the room, there is only a bronze mirror on the countertop, a few incense boxes, a well-made frame hanging on the wall above, a few ordinary hairpins are placed in an orderly manner, and nothing else. However, the portrait of more than three feet long hanging on one side of the wall attracted Long Fang's attention, in the painting, a woman with a plump figure, a white dress hitting the ground, embroidered butterflies fluttering, ten fingers slender, skin like clotted fat, curved eyebrows like the moon, eyes like water.

Long Fang was only slightly appreciative, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, because when he looked closely, the woman in the painting seemed to be faintly similar to his appearance. stared intently at the woman's face for a long time, and more and more ripples appeared in her heart, and her hands behind her back gradually clenched into fists, and then her body trembled slightly. It seems that what you see in front of you is not a picture scroll, but more like an illusion, and the end of the illusion is a scene more than ten years ago.

"Mother, Fang Er's homework is done, can I go play with my big brother?"

"No way!"

"Why?"

"Do you want to be bullied in the future?"

Fang Er didn't want to. ”

"Do you want your mother to be bullied?"

"I don't want to. ”

"Then you will obediently find your father to learn martial arts, and when you grow up and become powerful, will your mother go to play with you?"

"Hmm............ Oh well!"

I remember that I was four years old or maybe five years old, time flies, the years go by, but ...... Mother's ...... , a sour feeling flooded through the heart, the eyes were faintly moist, and then a doubt that had been suppressed in the heart for many years was churned again, it was a mystery that was not allowed to be asked or spoken, and a gloomy anger in the heart was gradually rising, and the reason was the man next to him.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" The voice was gloomy and suffocating, and the usual respect and fear were gone.

Long Ao didn't show any dissatisfaction, but instead looked very satisfied, as if he had expected Long Fang's move.

"It's really helpless to bring you here, there is a big thing for you to do, but before this, my father had a question, that is, how many realms did your Thunder King decide?

Long Fang was slightly surprised, it turned out that he was asking this. Turning to look at his father, who was staring at him, his face that should have been graceful and luxurious looked a little old, is this the master of Zhongzhou, the strongest empire in Dongchuan? Once upon a time, he was also playing happily beside him. Thinking of this, Long Fang's hatred and anger dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and he was also a helpless person!

"To be exact, I don't know, I just go with the flow, and gradually explore myself!"

Long Ao obviously didn't expect Long Fang to reply like this, neither yes nor no, ambiguous.

"Didn't you want to know the secrets of the forbidden place of the harem since you were a child? There is a senior who wants to summon you there, as for what it is, you will understand it at that time, don't forget the rules of etiquette, come with me!"

'Forbidden Land?Senior?' Long Fang's body shook, and his eyes lit up. The place that had tempted him for so many years finally opened its doors to him today, haha! But he didn't know that it was this mysterious forbidden place that changed his life.