"The young man from the Huo family...what your subordinates saw it with their own eyes?"

“That’s right.”

"This is a strange thing. Duke Huo's four sons and two sons-in-law died early. I have never heard of him having other children, let alone grandchildren."

The woman in white gauze masked and dressed in plain clothes put down the teacup, her eyebrows were hidden, and she couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Wang Xiner sat down at the bottom, respectfully, without any slightest reluctance on the island by the lake that day.

Looking at Princess Lizhu whose eyes were filled with deep thoughts, Wang Xiner thought for a moment and spoke.

"In addition, Xin'er's men also discovered something unusual."

"Oh? Stop keeping it aside."

He looked at Princess Lizhu carefully, and Wang Xiner hesitated and said.

"According to the subordinates, the young man is extremely powerful. Judging from his appearance, he looks less than eighteen, but the stones thrown out can actually knock out two ghost-faced riders at the peak of Fire at the same time. With just one point, the young man's cultivation level is at least ground-level."

As soon as Wang Xiner finished speaking, the woman in the head suddenly trembled, and a gap was cracked by the teacup she held between her five fingers.

"Land product?"

"It should be true."

When they were in contact with each other, two equally intelligent women understood it.

If Duke Huo really had such an extraordinary grandson, he should have made a big announcement, and the morale of the right will definitely rise sharply, and he would not be suppressed by the left prime minister for nearly ten years. The Huo family was loyal and wise, and even the remaining grandson, even Liujun, would be well protected and would not be sent to the battlefield easily. The surname of Liuguo, Li, was the most proud banner of Li. As long as the descendants were passed down for a long time, Liuguo, who lived in a corner and enjoyed flowers, could claim that he had a general in the country.

But over the years, no one in the Liu Kingdom, including Princess Lizhu, knew that Duke Huo had a descendant.

He hid his grandson in the mansion for only one reason, that is, he didn't want others to know that he had a grandson with extraordinary talent.

"Wang Xiner, you have made up for your merits this time."

After the veil, Princess Lizhu's flower face bloomed and she looked at Wang Xiner with satisfaction.

"Xin'er thought that your highness had forgiven Xin'er that day on the island in the lake."

A soft voice came from the charming and charming Wu Guowo’s mouth. Under the night, there was a faint fragrance and a charming charm.

"Xin'er is getting more and more well-behaved, which makes me more reluctant to leave."

Princess Liuguo smiled faintly, but she was not smiling. She got up, walked to the window, looked at the sky, and whispered.

"Xin'er goes back to the room first, I will come here later."

"yes."

Thoughts passed through his beautiful eyes, Wang Xiner didn't say much and stood up and said goodbye.

This is the Ryu Palace and the Palace of Beauty.

Although the beauty is the title of a third-class concubine, there is only one beauty hall exclusively belonging to the Princess of the Liu Kingdom.

The blue smoke in the furnace swayed lightly in the hall, but gradually merged into a bunch, like a snake, and turned into a man in a flash.

"The long night is long, but the beauty can't sleep alone?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Lizhu looked out the window with a hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

"I am joking, I hope your highness will not take it to my heart. How can we, a turbid man in the world, be able to see the princess's eyes?"

Turning around, Princess Lizhu looked at the man who had slandered a few words as soon as she appeared, with a blank expression on her face.

"sit."

"The beauty has just left, and the fragrance has not dissipated. I am really lucky."

"Enough!"

Princess Lizhu yelled softly. Even the handsome man who was not as handsome as a man, she had never really gotten angry.

She said with serene satisfaction, her voice calm.

"Duke Huo's Taoism is indeed superficial, but in his life, he fought south and north, and there was no way to know how many souls had been deposited under the sword. He hid a person with the breath of blood evil spirits. Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you cannot detect it."

Princess Lizhu seemed unwilling to let Duke Huo go easily and said sneeringly.

"Okay, I get it."

To Lizhu's surprise, Zuo Xiang nodded, put down the teacup, stood up, and looked indifferent from beginning to end.

Dai's eyebrows frowned, Li Zhu stared at Zuo Xiang coldly, and said for a while.

"You've known about this for a long time?"

"But it's one day earlier than Your Highness."

"you......"

"Princess, don't get angry. The identity of the boy in the Huo family is just the icing on the cake. The good show will be staged in ten days and will be eradicated at that time."

Upon hearing this, Princess Lizhu was furious and restrained and thought.

"Ten days later? So soon..."

"No, I have been preparing for ten years, just for these ten days, so how can I be fast?"

With a faint smile, the left walked to the window, looked at the bright moon hanging above the Liugong Palace, and sighed.

"Although he is as strong as a tiger and as strong as a lion, he is old after all, and there is no suspense in this battle."

"Has the Left Prime Minister forgotten that there is still a young master Li?"

"Li Gongzi..."

With a playful smile, Zuoying turned his head and looked at Lizhu.

"Don't worry, your highness, he can't help much this time. After the mission is completed, I will fulfill my promise that day. In this way, I will leave."

Suddenly he approached the beauty in plain clothes. He sniffed deeply. Before Lizhu was angry, the left prime minister laughed and left. As soon as he passed the hall gate, he turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

The crimson shame and annoyance seemed to fade away, and it was swept away. Li Zhu calmed down and looked at the teacup on the desk expressionlessly, thinking about something.

"It seems that when Wang Xiner came to me, she said that she was not a silence. Mr. Li was really dead."

With just a few words from the left prime minister, Li Zhu, who was suspicious, was determined. The left and right factions fought in the court, and naturally the unfathomable left prime minister had the upper hand in the court. But if Prince Li had not helped Duke Huo in the opposition, he would have taken action long ago, so how could he have waited for so many years?

Now, the Zuo Prime Minister took action without hesitation, trying to end the two factions that had been stalemate for nearly ten years, without considering the existence of Prince Li, the doubt that was wandering in Li Zhu's heart was revealed. For example, the decayed daughter of a devastating family like Wang Xiner, she would not dare to deceive herself even if she gave her ten courage.

“It’s getting more and more interesting.”

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he stood at the window. Princess Lizhu looked at the quiet Liujingye with her eyes flashing.

"If Mr. Li is really dead, the man on Mo Yun Tower must be a fake one. Wang Xiner, you have hidden a lot of things in this palace, and the little servant..."

The cold light flowed in the beautiful eyes, and the glass beads muttered to themselves. The next moment, the teacups on the table were split into pieces, with cracks winding, but they did not fall.

"That day you will take advantage of me. When the matter is over, I will take out your eyes with my own hands and hang them on the bronze mirror, so that you can see it day and night."

......

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed, and these seven days were extremely painful. During the day, she accompanied Sima Jin either to watch a show or to go to the market. After lunch, she had to practice Taoism. At night, she sneaked into Duke Huo's mansion to practice shooting skills. Fortunately, after practicing in the afternoon, the fire improved. Although An Bochen was tired, he had sufficient energy and could survive a night. However, when he returned to Moyun Tower, he could only sleep for two or three hours, and Sima Jin would be awakened by lifting the quilt and waking up.

Sima Jin seemed to like to watch A Bochen who blushed. In her words, shy young people like A Bochen are now rare animals.

The warm wind in the evening blew into Moyun Tower with the wetness of the sea. An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and the fire in his eyes jumped and disappeared in an instant.

The practice of fighting for seven days was carried out, and according to the "Cultivation of Civil and Martial Fire", the martial fire flowed through the meridians and acupuncture points in the body. An Bochen was afraid that one day he accidentally entered the immortal talisman and was scolded by the seductive water god. Therefore, after walking around the martial fire, he would always walk through the invisible water again. Although he knew that the existence of invisible water should be beneficial to him, he searched through the study, but he did not find a way to practice "invisible water". He did not ask Sima Jin or Xiao Hou, for fear that the two of them would regard him as a monster.

He simply followed the path of the martial fire and walked carefully. It was fine. An Bochen then practiced martial fire while practicing invisible water. But because of this, the practice of martial fire was slowed down, and the vitality of the fire had almost no change from seven days ago.

The fire was measured by vitality. An Bochen roughly estimated that his martial fire energy has been around for about seven years, but it was obtained from the adventure in the Godly Palace that day.

"Xiao Anzi, I'm a little tired, please step down."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was stunned and felt that the words were a little strange. Looking up, Sima Jin stretched out, got up and walked towards the Jade Hall, his face full of sleepiness.

"Oh, no, you go to the Duke's Mansion."

Walking to the entrance of the hall, Sima Jin smiled at An Bochen with a slight smile and closed the door with his backhand.

"Hongfu just wanders around every day, why is she more tired than me?"

After muttering a few words, An Bochen stood up, moved his muscles and was about to go downstairs.

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by the old man with a gloomy face.

"Bo Chen, wait, this girl has something to do with it."
Chapter completed!