When the Portuguese sent a few spies to land in Guangdong and sneakily went to Anpu Town to inquire about the current situation of Ming Destiny from a drunken Chief Patrol Officer, Zhu Chenhao, who had just executed King Ning in Nanjing.
Yang Ling accompanied the Emperor to worship the ancestors and attend court. He was so tired that his bones ached. When he returned to the guest house in the Imperial City where the accompanying ministers lived, he fell head first onto the bed and weakly ordered someone to boil a bowl of hot soup for him to drink. He then covered himself with a blanket and fell asleep.
He was sleeping soundly when the Deputy Prefect tiptoed in and softly said, "High Duke, High Duke."
Yang Ling was startled awake and groggily answered. He felt his eyelids were heavy and could not open for a moment. He lazily said, "Hmm, what's the matter? I won't be having dinner. We'll talk about it when I'm stronger."
Immediately after, he heard a delicate voice saying, "Alright, you can leave. You better keep your mouth shut about this princess's visit."
"Yes, yes, yes, I understand." The deputy smiled apologetically and bowed to leave. He closed the door gently.
Yang Ling vaguely heard something about a princess and struggled to sit up. He had just opened his eyes when he saw a ray of light and then darkness again. His forehead felt cool and smooth like jade. Yang Ling was slightly startled and then realized that it was a small hand.
"Isn't it very hot? Look at how half-dead you look. If you don't have the ability, why did you go into the water? It's such a cold day and I'm relying on you to act like a big wolf?" The action of stroking his forehead was very gentle but the words that came out were very irritating.
Yang Ling chuckled. He sighed and comfortably enjoyed the gentleness of the small hand. He weakly said, "Your Highness, I have a cold. A cold doesn't necessarily mean a high fever, but my whole body feels weak and my bones ache. It's very uncomfortable. No matter what medicine I take, it won't heal so quickly. I have to endure … endure …"
"Hmph!" With a soft snort, her eyes lit up and a beautiful face appeared. Zhu Xiang 'er sat down on a chair and said angrily, "You! Just go down and drag His Majesty out. Why are you accompanying him in his madness? Do you really have to take the lead? Look at you, it's uncomfortable to see you like this. "
Even though she did not fully understand what it was like to be in love, nor had she tasted Yang Ling's tender love, but at that time, a woman's feet had been touched, her lips had been kissed, and her pure body had been seen by someone else. She would not be able to marry anyone else even if she gave up on him. Zhu Xiang 'er had already decided that he would be her husband for the rest of her life. How could she not be anxious when she heard that he was sick?
However, although there were other reasons for this, Yang Ling himself had the qualities to make a young lady fall in love with him. He was young, handsome, outstanding, of high rank, and skilled in both the pen and the sword. With these qualities and so many fates, Zhu Xiang 'er naturally gave in after some reluctance.
If Yang Ling was an old man who rang the night watch or a street beggar, there would not be such a good thing. Zhu Xiang 'er would kill him to silence him and grind his bones to dust.
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Your Highness, why did you leave the palace? You are a princess. It's not a good idea for you to visit me. "
Zhu Xiang 'er glanced at him with her almond-shaped eyes and said mockingly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm a young lady and I'm not afraid. You are a man and you are Duke Wei and you are afraid?"
Yang Ling sighed again and closed his eyes slightly. How could he have forgotten that this was a Sichuan hot chick? Even though chili peppers had just been planted in Sichuan, it was obvious from the looks of this young lady that they did not have the character to eat chili peppers. That place was indeed suitable for such bold and straightforward young ladies.
Zhu Xiang 'er saw that he did not seem to have the energy to argue. She could not help but bend down nervously and said with concern, "Is it really that bad? You don't look like you have any energy at all. Did you see a doctor? "
When she bent down, a faint and delicate fragrance of flowers and plants wafted over. Although Yang Ling was groggy, he could not help but feel refreshed by the smell. He pulled himself together and said, "Yes, I have seen a doctor and he has prescribed me some medicine. It's better if I don't drink it. Drinking it makes my stomach churn. It's not a big deal. The main thing is that I have just returned to the city and do not have the time to rest. I will be fine after a good sleep. Oh yes, did you sneak out or did you tell His Majesty? "
When Zhu Xiang 'er heard this, she smiled proudly and said with a hint of slyness, "I didn't sneak out and I didn't tell Imperial Brother. Now that the war is over, there is no need for us to hide our identities. Originally, we wanted to accompany Imperial Brother to the Xiaoling Mausoleum to worship the ancestors, but Imperial Brother said that today's worship is to mourn the ancestors and kill the traitors of the imperial family. We are girls, so it is not suitable for us to go.
The few of us cannot go to the Xiaoling Mausoleum, but we have nothing else to do, so we asked the Imperial Bodyguard to bring us around Nanjing. The Commander of the Imperial Bodyguard cannot stand the torture of the four of us. Besides, Imperial Sister-In-Law has promised not to let His Majesty blame us, so he brought us out. Here, look, do I look good in this commoner girl's clothes? "
Zhu Xiang 'er jumped up happily and moved the chair away, lightly showing off her graceful figure in front of Yang Ling. Although Zhu Xiang 'er was young, she had bright eyes and white teeth. Her features were picturesque, her waist was slender, and her skin was snow white.
She was wearing a lake-green, narrow-sleeved blouse and a light blue bikini. She was wearing an emerald green dress and a belt of the same color, which accentuated her alluring curves. Her waist was thin and narrow, but it did not lose its softness. Such a beauty was pleasing to the eye just by looking at her.
Zhu Xiang 'er was smiling as she showed off her beautiful figure. Suddenly, she realized that Yang Ling was not paying attention to her clothes, but his eyes were fixated on her small waist. She blushed and waved her little fist, pretending to be angry and said, "What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I will dig your eyeballs out."
She was not a person who could hide her thoughts. She was still talking fiercely, but a very happy smile had already appeared on her face. She pulled back the chair and sat down, giggling and said, "Do I look good without the palace dress?"
Yang Ling grunted, knowing that this little girl wanted her lover to praise her, but he was short of breath at the moment and could not raise his spirits. He could only casually say, "Of course, you're so beautiful, you look good even if you don't wear clothes …"
Zhu Xiang 'er blushed and glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes. Only then did Yang Ling realize that he had said the wrong thing without thinking. He hurriedly corrected himself, "Uh, I mean, you look good no matter what clothes you wear."
He was afraid that Zhu Xiang 'er would pout coquettishly at him again, and with his current physical strength, he could not handle it. He hurriedly changed the topic, "Since you were shopping with the Imperial Noble Consort and Her Highness Yongfu, why did you come here by yourself? Do they know?"
Zhu Xiang 'er did not dare to let them know that Princess Yongfu was secretly in love with Yang Ling. She had not told Yang Ling about Yang Ling. Now that the virtuous woman was acting as a matchmaker, she could not even protect herself, and the person who had a crush on Yang Ling could not find him. She, the matchmaker, was secretly engaged to Yang Ling. On one hand, Zhu Xiang' er felt a little guilty towards Sister Yongfu, on the other hand, she was also a little jealous, so she had never mentioned this matter to Yang Ling.
Zhu Xiang 'er sighed and said, "Wasn't it because you were sick? I wanted to come and see you but was too embarrassed to tell you directly. We were strolling along the Qinhuai River and around the Confucius Temple when we suddenly saw the commoners surging onto the long street. Out of curiosity, I followed them and did not expect to see my Imperial Brother issuing an imperial edict to execute King Ning and his rebels. The streets were filled with blood and heads were hung high. I had an idea and pretended to be frightened. I said that I had to return to the palace first, and then I came here to see you."
Zhu Xiang 'er had just finished speaking when a voice was heard from outside the door, "Your Highness, this is the High Duke's residence."
Then, a sweet and gentle voice was heard saying, "Hmm, I was on a trip today and happened to pass by this place. I heard that the High Duke was not feeling well, so I came to visit. You may leave now."
Zhu Xiang 'er was like a balloon that had been filled with air. She jumped up with a whoosh. Yang Ling was also sweating from fright. In an instant, his body felt much lighter.
Zhu Xiang 'er said anxiously, "What should I do, what should I do? I said that I had already returned to the palace. If Sister Yongfu saw me, I would be done for. "
Yang Ling pointed frantically and said, "Quick, hide over there!"
Zhu Xiang 'er turned her head to look and said angrily, "Do you think I am a mouse? Do you think I can fit into such a small cupboard? "
At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door. Princess Yongfu's gentle voice said, "High Duke, this Princess is Yongfu. Is it convenient for me to come in?"
In a moment of desperation, Yang Ling suddenly lifted his blanket and said hurriedly, "Come in, quick, hide behind me. Come in!"
He saw that Zhu Xiang 'er was hesitating and his last words were almost a roar. Princess Yongfu heard him and said, "Alright, then I will come in."
Zhu Xiang 'er's face was flushed and she was still shaking her head. When she heard this, she did not dare to hesitate anymore. She immediately climbed onto the bed and flipped over Yang Ling's body. Princess Yongfu opened the door. When her figure went around the screen, Yang Ling could finally let go of his body and covered Zhu Xiang' er's figure …
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Zhu Xiang 'er lay behind Yang Ling. Her hands were curled into fists in front of her chest. Her chest was pounding like a drum. Yang Ling was having a fever and the blanket was already warm and stuffy. She squeezed under it and did not dare to breathe. It was suffocating. She could only quietly lift the blanket a little and stick out her tongue to breathe.
Yang Ling wanted to get off the bed but after 'struggling' for a long time, he could not get up. Princess Yongfu did not know the inside story and thought that he was seriously ill. She quickly came over to support him and said gently, "High Duke need not stand on ceremony. You should lie down properly. You are so ill, don't get up."
She saw that Yang Ling's breathing was rapid and his face was red. He struggled to sit up. She did not know that he was guilty and was frightened by her. She thought that he was seriously ill. As she spoke, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.
Yang Ling knew that the princess had feelings for him ever since they went to the Upper Forest Park. But he shuddered at the thought of the terrifying scene of the Zheng De Emperor's genes mutating and transforming into a fire-breathing Tyrant Dragon in his dream. So he really did not want to provoke her. But now that he saw her in this state, his heart softened.
Yang Ling gently said, "Princess, you don't have to worry. Yang Ling has been practicing martial arts and Internal Qigong for close to two years. His body is very strong, and he is not a weak scholar. In fact, when I came out of the water, if I had run long distance like the soldiers, I would be fine after dispersing the cold. It was because I was careless that I caught a cold. I will be fine after resting for two days. "
Princess Yongfu nodded and shyly wiped away the tears on her face. Princess Xiang 'er was behind Yang Ling. She stretched out a slender finger and lightly wrote on his back, "Big idiot, hurry up and think of a way to let me go. I'm going to suffocate to death!"
Yang Ling focused on deciphering the words she wrote and did not speak for a moment. In Yong Fu's eyes, it was as if Yang Ling was staring at her face in a daze. She could not help but feel shy. She asked timidly, "Why is High Duke looking at me like this?"
"Ah? Oh! " Yang Ling was tired and did not have enough energy. He casually made up a story, "Yang is used to seeing the Princess in her palace dress. Now that you are wearing a normal woman's dress, you have a unique charm. I have never seen such beauty before. I was lost in thought. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
Princess Yongfu heard such praise from her sweetheart. She could not contain her joy. How could she blame him? She shyly lowered her head. A sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but she did not say anything.
Yang Ling saw her pink neck was lowered. Her jade face was quiet. When the gentle sunlight shone through the window, it was like smooth ivory revealing a pink and rosy color. Her curved eyelashes trembled shyly. Her maiden charm was elegant and moving. He could not help but feel his heart beat faster. For a moment, he was really stunned.
The fragrance flowed and the silence was silent. The two were flustered and did not know what to talk about. Princess Xiang 'er hid behind Yang Ling. When she heard him praise Yongfu, she could not help but feel jealous. She just let him see her new dress but he did not show any reaction. She couldn't help but feel jealous. She stretched out her hand and ruthlessly pinched his waist.
Yang Ling cried out in pain. Princess Yongfu was enjoying that wonderful feeling. When she heard this, she quickly asked, "What is it?"
Yang Ling stammered, "Oh, um … Princess leaving the palace, did you report to His Majesty? I am very grateful that you came to visit. But if His Majesty does not know your whereabouts, he will inevitably worry for you. This … if that is the case, I cannot afford it. My illness is not a problem. It is better for Princess to return to the palace earlier. "
When Yongfu heard him ask her to leave, her heart could not help but become miserable. He had just boldly praised her a few words and now he was scared to this extent. It was all because of her identity as a princess. If she did not pierce through this layer of window paper, when would he dare to accept her feelings?
Did she have to follow Yongchun's idea and set a trap for him to fall into? All men have their own pride. If he found out in the future that she schemed against him, even if he did not dare to be angry, he would still treat her coldly. Wouldn't that be worse than killing her?
Thinking of this, Yongfu did not know why she gave birth to a courage. Perhaps it was to hide her embarrassment in the dark room. She suddenly gathered her courage and said, "Yang Ling, you … Do you really not know my feelings for you?"
When Yang Ling heard this, he was stunned. Behind him, Xiang 'er was also startled. After a long while, Yang Ling stammered, "Your Highness, you … What did you say?"
Princess Yongfu bit her lips and said, "When you chose my son-in-law, I accepted my fate. There is nothing more sorrowful than a dead heart. I accepted it. But you exposed Anye's plot and gave me hope. Do you know? I once expressed my willingness to marry you to Imperial Mother in front of the three scholars. "
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails sank into her flesh. Although her voice was calm, her delicate body was constantly trembling, "Imperial Mother refused to agree on the grounds that you were already married and a princess could not marry a man of lower status. That was why I went to the Imperial nunnery to cultivate, just to get rid of this princess identity."
"Yang Ling, is this not enough? What else do you want me to do for you to be satisfied? " Her voice was sad and sorrowful. It made Yang Ling's heart tremble. He never expected that all of Princess Yongfu's actions were for him.
Yang Ling said in a low voice, "Your Highness, how can I, Yang Ling, deserve this? Moreover, the Emperor … "
"Imperial Brother knows everything. It was his idea to build the Imperial nunnery next to your Public House. That Imperial nunnery … that Imperial nunnery, does it look like a nunnery to you?"
Princess Yongfu's face looked like it was smeared with a layer of rouge. She shyly moved her eyes away and said, "That … that is the dowry that Imperial Brother bought for me."
Yang Ling was completely stunned. After a long time, Princess Yongfu said in a low voice, "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you still going to hide from me? "
"I … I …" Yang Ling cried bitterly in his heart, "How would I know that there would be such a thing? The Emperor has already agreed. Not to mention that you are extremely lovable, even if you were ugly without salt and had a fiery temper, I wouldn't dare to not want you. But now … now I still have a princess behind me. No matter how generous the Emperor is, can he marry two princesses into the Yang Family? "
Princess Yongfu gathered her courage to pour out her heart, but she saw that Yang Ling was only in a daze. She couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart. She suddenly stood up and said, "Could it be that … in your heart, you have never liked me? Forget it, it's all because I, Yongfu, thought too highly of myself. I … "She couldn't continue and was about to turn around with tears streaming down her face. Yang Ling hurriedly grabbed her hand and said," Princess, I … was just shocked to hear about this and was in a daze for a while. It's not that I have no intention towards you. "
Princess Yongfu's heart was filled with joy. Her eyes lit up as she asked, "You … Do you like me?"
One was chasing away, two was also letting go. Yang Ling decided, "Since the jar is broken, it's broken."
Princess Yongfu had come this far because of him. He definitely couldn't let her down. Moreover, the Emperor also had the same intention. It was not possible to refuse. Now the obstacle was with Zhu Xiang 'er.
So many things had happened between him and Xiang 'er. If it was a modern woman, he wouldn't have taken it seriously. But no matter how shrewish Xiang' er was, she was still a woman from the Ming Dynasty. If he said that he didn't care about her, he reckoned that she would either commit suicide or kill him. He wouldn't be able to get rid of that little girl.
The only thing he could do now was to take one step at a time. The two princesses' lives were linked to him. Although he had to take risks, it was also a form of protection. As the saying goes, when there are too many lice, there is no itch. When there are too many debts, there is no need to worry. Would a dead pig be afraid of being scalded by boiling water?
Princess Yongfu saw that he firmly nodded his head and couldn't help but shed tears again. This time, they were tears of joy. Happiness came after bitterness. Her life was decided. That sudden joy filled her heart.
Yongfu gently wiped her tears and said in a low voice, "I know, your wives … are all outstanding women. Other than my status as a princess, I'm not any better than them. My personality is too boring. Yongchun and Xiang 'er are much cuter than me. I don't want to rely on this identity to ask anything from you. Being with you is far better than being a bird trapped in a cage in the Tenth Wangfu. As long as … as long as you treat me as well as you treat them, I will be satisfied. "
"How can that be? You have a gentle and quiet personality. You have the best temper among the three princesses. You will definitely be a good wife and mother. Who said that you even have Yongchun and …"
There was another pain on his waist. Yang Ling let out a muffled groan. This girl was probably a sadist. She hit him so hard. That place must have turned purple. He said in a hoarse voice, "Who said that you can't even compare to Yongchun?"
"Really?" Yong Fu was happy and said shyly, "I see that when you are with Yong Chun, Xiang 'er and the others, you are always talking and laughing. Only when you see me, you are very restrained. I have always been worried that you … don't like me. I … I … am I really cuter than them?"
Unfortunately, a small hand went to his waist again. Yang Ling secretly groaned. He looked at Yongfu without batting an eyelid. One hand quietly went under the blanket and held Xiang 'er's small hand. Zhu Xiang' er only struggled for a while. She was worried that Yongfu would find out, so she let him hold her hand.
Yang Ling looked at Princess Yongfu's expectant and approving eyes. He held Xiang 'er's small hand tightly and said word by word, "Among the three princesses, you are the most beautiful, the most gentle, and the most tempting girl!"
He held Xiang 'er's small hand. When he said' the three most ', he deliberately poked her body three times. At the same time, he looked at Princess Yongfu with the most sincere eyes.
Princess Yongfu's heart was filled with joy. She lowered her head shyly. That shyness was like a bud in the spring breeze. It suddenly rushed to her cheeks and bloomed into two brilliant peach blossoms.
The hand that was clenched into a fist under his feet also relaxed. After Yang Ling relaxed his hand in relief, the little hand once again reached for his waist. Yang Ling's heart tightened. His waist had just stiffened when he realized that the little hand was gently rubbing the place that she had pinched just now. The action was so gentle … so gentle …
"If your wife is too valiant, it's better not to enjoy the blessings of having two wives." Yang Ling lamented in his heart, "Two high and mighty Princesses. How can I, a duke, subdue them?"
The two of them clarified their relationship. Yongfu was embarrassed to stay alone with him. She sat for a while bashfully. She told him to take care of his body and then left reluctantly.
When she left the room, Xiang 'er crawled out of the blanket like a little mouse. She was suffocated until her face was red. She looked very charming. Little Xiang 'er pinched her nose and said, "So mysterious! So mysterious! Good thing you didn't fart. Otherwise, I would have pinched your butt. "
Yang Ling sat up and laughed dryly. "That's okay. If I fart on you, you can let me smell it."
Zhu Xiang 'er snickered and punched him. She then pouted and said, "We still don't know how to tell His Majesty about our matter. Now that you've agreed to Imperial Sister, what are you going to do with me? How many heads do you have? Are they enough to chop? "
When she mentioned this, Yang Ling groaned and suddenly lay back on the pillow.
Zhu Xiang 'er quickly said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm here discussing things with you. Why are you lying down?"
Yang Ling used the pillow to cover his ears and said weakly, "Wait until I'm better. My head hurts so much right now. If you continue to rush me, I don't even want my head anymore. "
Zhu Xiang 'er pouted and punched him again. After sitting alone for a while, she suddenly thought, "Now that I'm sharing the same bed and pillow with him, do we count as husband and wife? If we're married, he'll lie next to me like this, right? Hmm … I heard that he doesn't wear so many clothes. If he wears too little, how embarrassing would that be? "
Zhu Xiang'er blushed at the thought of this and her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She wanted to escape from his side but her hands and feet had turned limp and she did not even have the strength to crawl away from his body...
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Yang Ling's illness was cured, but he still couldn't think of a solution. Zhengde didn't give him much time to think because they were about to leave for Jiangxi. Jiangxi's Nanchang prefecture was taken by Huguang's Commander Li Sen. They occupied the entire city and seized a large number of important documents from King Ning's residence that hadn't been destroyed.
However, the Crown Prince of Ning Wang had escaped. Before Li Sen's army had arrived, he had taken the gold, silver, treasures, and a few trusted aides and escaped without a trace. He walked all the way to the southeast. Looking at it, he was heading straight for Fujian. If he didn't want to escape into Mount Wuyi, then he wanted to directly pass through Min Land and imitate the legendary Jianwen Emperor who went to the southern seas.
However, he wasn't as lucky as Jianwen. The south was now filled with officials loyal to Zhengde. Fujian's three departments had gathered all their manpower and resources to block all possible exits. Crown Prince King Ning also knew that it would be difficult to break through, so he suddenly changed direction halfway. When he escaped near Guixi, he fled into the mountains and disappeared.
Crown Prince King Ning didn't seem to amount to much, but the rebellion of the royal family had caused endless trouble. It had to be eliminated. Therefore, Zhengde couldn't hold back and wanted to personally go to Nanchang to deal with the removal of the vassals and the rearrangement of Jiangxi's military and political issues. At the same time, he wanted to supervise the search for Crown Prince King Ning.
After a little reorganization, the army marched majestically toward Jiangxi. These officers and soldiers had just won a battle and received their pay and rewards. They were accompanied by the imperial entourage. Their spirit was different from usual.
Wherever the army passed, the army was neat and tidy and murderous. When the people of Jiangnan saw such a heroic army, their hearts, which had been shaken by the continuous chaos of war, immediately became firm and loyal to the imperial court. This kind of political influence was something Zhengde didn't expect.
"Half a bright moon and a river, a mountain of white bones washed with red silk. When the weapons rise, the shadows of spring move … when the weapons rise, the shadows of spring move …" With a clattering sound, a turtle was thrown to the ground, and it started to spin around.
Then, a white sock and a green satin boot kicked it. The turtle rolled far away. It turned out that it was only a turtle shell used for divination.
The boots were very delicate, with a small Yin and Yang fish embroidered on the inside and outside of the boot. One of the sleeves moved up and politely wiped the tip of the boot. Then, a flattering smile appeared on his face. "Eldest Miss, who offended you? Why are you so angry?"
A green Daoist robe, a delicate and pretty face, clear eyes, and a head of black hair that draped over her shoulders. It was as flawless as water, pure and pleasant. Zhang Fu Bao 'er was like a willow branch, his body had grown much taller, but he was even thinner. His tall and skinny body was tucked into the loose Daoist robe, like a slender bamboo pole, giving him an otherworldly aura.
She scoffed and asked in return, "Zi Feng, is what you said true?"
Zi Feng was the youngest disciple of the Misty Temple Master. At the same time, he was Zhang Fubao's childhood playmate. There were 91 Daoist palaces, 81 Daoist temples, 50 Daoist schools, 24 halls, and 36 courtyards on Mount Longhu. The Misty Temple was the closest to the Taoist Master Mansion.
"Of course, why would I dare to lie to you? I heard that Crown Prince King Ning escaped to this area. The Imperial Bodyguard and Eastern and Western Inner Faction's spies have already spread all over this area. The Emperor has arrived in Nanchang. My master was trapped in Nanchang a few days ago. General Li Sen, the Chief of Huguang Army, only came out after conquering Nanchang. Before he came out, he saw with his own eyes that the Imperial Army was about to set off under the command of Duke Wei. "
Zhang Fubao's big round eyes turned. "Alright, I got it. You can leave now. I want to do another divination."
Zi Feng, the Taoist, hurriedly ran to pick up the tortoise shell. He wiped it clean with his sleeve and carefully placed it on the table. Only then did he tiptoe out.
Zhang Fubao glanced at him. He walked to the spacious armchair and sat cross-legged on it. He propped his chin on his hand as he thought of something. "When the weapons rise, the shadows of spring move! When the weapons rise, the shadows of spring move! "
Little Fu Bao repeatedly muttered, "Don't tell me this sentence is proven by that big broom Yang? This big broom swept from the north to the south, and then from the east to the west, but did not touch the border of Jiangxi. I thought it was just a misunderstanding, and that I would never have anything to do with him in this life, but who would have thought … "
The flustered and exasperated Zhang Fubao cursed Crown Prince King Ning again. "Where could this idiot escape to? Why did he escape to Mount Longhu? Don't you know that you are a criminal? Do you think you are here to offer incense to the temple? Weapons … oh my god! Out of father's four verses, that bastard took up two and a half! "
She laughed sinisterly. "Luckily it is the beginning of winter now. No matter how capable you are, you can't answer to the three words' shadows of spring move '. But … he won't come here only to not be able to find Crown Prince King Ning and stay there until the beginning of spring, right? Ancestors of the Three Pure Ones, please bless your most outstanding, most talented, and most talented disciple, Zhang Fubao! "
She touched the Jade Disc True Scripture in her bosom, which never left her side. She secretly calmed down and said, "That won't happen. Since the Ancestral Master blessed me to find this secret cultivation scripture, 'Art of Awakening', left behind by an ancient Daoist Master in the cave, it means that I'm fated with the Three Pure Ones, and I'm fated with the path of immortality.
I don't want to be someone's concubine, I don't want to be someone's wife. Even if I originally had some mortal affairs, they should have ended long ago. I want to abandon my mortal heart and cultivate diligently. With my comprehension, I will definitely become an immortal. "
"The tortoiseshell divination is not accurate. I will use copper coins to calculate again. How can getting married be better than becoming an immortal? I am definitely not fated with Big Broom Yang! " Thinking of this, she jumped up and took out a few shiny copper coins from her pouch. She threw them on the table.
"Clang clang clang …" Three ancient copper coins spun on the table. Zhang Fubao widened her eyes and waved her little fist. She said repeatedly, "Become an immortal! Become an immortal! Become an immortal! "
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