Xiang Zhuyuan naturally noticed the ambergris ordered by the Ninth Prince. Because of the rare materials and complex matching, ambergris has always been a special incense for the royal family. Today, the emperor and the Ninth Prince have a deep brotherly relationship. It is the first case in history that the Ninth Prince smoked this incense.

Xiang Zhuyuan calmly put down the teacup, thinking that the ambergris and fumigation that Xinci said could make the hidden birthmark appear.

Now the East Palace no longer uses this spice. The Ninth Prince only loves this fragrance and has been using it for many years.

"What does Prince Xiang feel?"

Xiang Zhuyuan withdrew his thoughts and continued to greet Wu Zhe.

Ming Xiluo sat aside, as if a screen was arranged. It seemed that he was not the one who shot the arrow with the Ninth Prince not long ago. He was just a knife, and he was pointing wherever he pointed, and there was no personal idea.

No one who was present staring at him thought so. If the vigilance in his eyes could turn into substance, he would be full of holes at this moment.

Ming Xiluo was still sitting in his seat, as usual, concentrating on the cup in the researcher's hand, as he was at ease with everyone. It seemed that the five-clawed golden dragon here suppressed him, and he was just a loach in the pit.

Xiang Zhuyuan did not give anyone a chance to deliberately make things difficult for Mingxiluo.

General Wu deliberately ignored Ming Xiluo and only greeted Prince Xiang.

Standing among his own forces, Yan Gu had already forgotten what he heard that day until after the New Year. In this case, those who might be swept away by blood and energy, and only whoever sharpens his sword and speaks.

The people from Jiang Xi's faction could hardly hold back the knife in their hands!

Mingxiluo played with the color of the cup, focused on it, and did not care.

Xiang Zhuyuan accidentally glanced over and looked at him with a high glance.

But the more Ming Xiluo did not participate, the more the sharp eyes of the person behind General Wu fell on him, and he wanted to eat him on the spot!

Just when the cup of tea was about to come to an end and the greetings were almost exhausted, the Ninth Prince arrived late.

Three cups of tea, three people, only Ming Xiluo took a sip when Prince Xiang signaled, and did not move. The three of them stood up at the same time, with a respectful look: "I have seen the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince is in peace."

"Your Majesty, I'm safe."

The Ninth Prince did not look at any of them, sat down in the main seat, suppressing all the ghosts and monsters in the hall, and their respective guards took a step back and lowered their heads.

The Ninth Prince nodded, and the beads in his hand turned around. The beads collided and made a simple and heavy sound, quietly coiling around the nineth Prince's generous fingers. It seemed that only the beads in his hand were left in the entire hall, looking down on the heroes.

Xiang Zhuyuan took a step forward and was polite and respectful: "I heard that Grandpa Wang had a headache, the prince was anxious and worried about it. He ordered the eminent minister to send medicinal materials and supplements, hoping that the Ninth Prince would recover soon."

The Ninth Prince glanced at him and was deeply impressed by the boy from the Xiang family. Otherwise, these people would not have come in today: "It's just a minor problem, and Prince Is Lai is worried about it."

The Ninth Prince's words made people unable to hear the sincerity, let alone the panic of panic. It was just a matter of family matters, the care of the elders for the younger generation, and the itchy response.

Prince Xiang is here to repair it. The Ninth Prince confronted the prince and won the victory on the side of the Ninth Prince. How could he not give up his lower body: "The prince must protect his body. Your Highness has always been worried about it. The Ninth Prince is the cornerstone of the country and a symbol of peace and stability in China. Over the years, he has been protecting the emperor for many years and has trained a group of generals for Daliang. The emperor and the prince have always remembered it in his heart. In the eyes of the prince, the Ninth Prince is not only the Ninth Prince but also the same existence as his father. No matter how much the prince cares about you, it is not enough."

The Ninth Prince took the master with a big longan in his hand and remained indifferent: "..."

Xiang Zhuyuan's obscene light swept through the ninth prince's thick bone knots and slid his fingers across the spherical surface of jade, focusing on his mind.

Xiang Zhuyuan inadvertently thought of Ming Xiluo's actions just now. The objects were different, and both of them played with their own realm, and the entry point when their fingers brushed across the surface of the object...

Xiang Zhuyuan instantly came back to his senses, and there was no difference on his face, so he spoke helplessly: "The prince doesn't know anything. His mother has always wanted to apologize to the ninth princess. She didn't dare to disturb her because she really had no face. The Crown Princess was spoiled by her fifth uncle since she was born. She didn't have a biological mother by her side. She did not dare to care about her. Her grandmother was too old and was powerless, and she developed her arbitrary character. After hearing about the Crown Princess' actions, she felt even more ashamed. She had been sick for a long time and did not go out. It was the lack of the young son of the Xiang family's discipline. The Ninth Prince of the Emperor was trusted and trusted. I hope the Ninth Prince was different from her childish actions."

Mingxiluo lowered his head and looked quietly at the area below, and the giant dragon flying on the dome reflected on the ground.

General Wu snorted coldly when he heard this, but he couldn't figure out what the prince meant.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince still didn't say anything, Xiang Zhuyuan respectfully said: "My father has a set of magical swords from the Ruitang period. He has always wanted to offer them to the Ninth Prince. Please don't dislike the Ninth Prince."

General Wu instantly saw Prince Xingxiang, and the auspicious sword was in the hands of the Duke of Lingguo! This sword has been passed down for thousands of years and has long been named a god. The famous general did not want to get this magic sword that symbolizes the spirit of an era, the soul of injustice and glory. They have also sent people to search for it over the years, but they did not expect to hide it in the Duke of Lingguo of Lingguo!
Chapter completed!