Tang Thirty-Six felt a little strange at this sight. Even if Chen Changsheng was the Pope, even if this prince was more cowardly and cowardly, why did he need to make such a grand bow?
Chen Changsheng gazed at the Prince of Louyang's clumsy movements and cumbersome body in a daze. For some reason, he did not immediately have the prince rise.
Tang Thirty-Six once more felt that something was wrong. It was clear that there was something wrong with Chen Changsheng's attitude toward this prince.
Amongst the princes of the Chen clan, the Prince of Louyang could be said to be the most inconspicuous and honest. No matter how fierce the conflict between the Imperial Court and the Orthodoxy, he had always treated the Li Palace with the utmost respect. The scene from before had proved this point. Logically speaking, given Chen Changsheng's personality and conduct, even if he was not particularly intimate with this prince, he should not have been so cold.
Not hearing Chen Changsheng's voice, the Prince of Louyang appeared extremely uneasy. Sweat poured down his face as he gave Tang Thirty-Six a pitiful glance.
Tang Thirty-Six lightly poked Chen Changsheng's back with his finger. Chen Changsheng finally came to his senses and hurriedly had the Prince of Louyang rise.
The Prince of Louyang gave a clear sigh of relief. He hurriedly took out a very thin letter from his bosom and carefully offered it to Chen Changsheng as if it was a family heirloom.
Hu Thirty-Two looked at the cover of the letter and confirmed that it was not the usual letter or the letter from this morning. So who had written this letter?
The intricate decorations on the window seemed real, and the light coming in from outside was much dimmer, making it rather gloomy.
Chen Changsheng looked at the seal on the letter, paused for a few moments, and then very skillfully opened it.
The handwriting on the letter had not been seen for many years, but it was still familiar, just like the writer.
The strokes were smooth and flowing, like a stream flowing outside the village. It seemed elegant and charming, but it was actually a hidden strength of character, like a solitary peak in the mist.
Chen Changsheng's face darkened when he saw the first line.
The contents of the letter he had received this morning were indeed true.
He frowned and never loosened his frown.
Tang Thirty-Six and Hu Thirty-Two looked at him, questioning him with their eyes.
"This is a letter that Teacher wrote to me."
Chen Changsheng said.
The two were shocked speechless at this answer. The Prince of Louyang was constantly wiping away his cold sweat. The room was quiet, not a single sound coming from the Prince of Runan's estate.
The Imperial Court and the Li Palace, the master-disciple relationship between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng, had been in a stalemate for several years. The situation was extremely tense.
Suddenly, Shang Xingzhou sent him a personal letter. What was he trying to do?
Of course, it was impossible that he had decided to bury the hatchet with his student just because he had drunk two pots of wine last night and wanted to take a look at the moon of the demons in the north.
This could only mean that something very important had happened on the continent.
This matter was even more important than the war between the Orthodoxy and the Imperial Court.
It was so important that even someone as cold and powerful as Shang Xingzhou had no choice but to temporarily put aside his issues with Chen Chang Sheng and even ask him for help.
Shang Xingzhou's letter was very concise, and Chen Changsheng very quickly finished reading it. He thanked the Prince of Louyang for his hard work.
The Prince of Louyang was very happy, but he didn't know what to do next, so he stood there in a daze.
Tang Thirty-Six gave him a look.
The Prince of Louyang reacted and hurriedly bowed as he withdrew.
After he left, Tang Thirty-Six immediately asked, "What happened?"
Chen Changsheng said, "White Emperor City is going to hold the Heavenly Selection ceremony."
Tang Thirty-Six felt that the name 'Heavenly Selection ceremony' was rather familiar, but he had forgotten where he had seen it before, so he didn't know what it meant.
Hu Thirty-Two's expression suddenly changed as he harshly said, "Preposterous! Just what is the Demi-human race thinking? "
Only after Hu Thirty-Two's explanation did Tang Thirty-Six understand the meaning of the Heavenly Selection ceremony, and his expression turned grave.
"Princess Luoluo's betrothed partner will be the next White Emperor?"
"Correct."
Tang Thirty-Six turned to Chen Changsheng and asked, "Didn't you take care of her meridians? Why can't she inherit the position of the White Emperor? "
Chen Changsheng was quiet for a few moments, then replied, "There's naturally someone who doesn't want her to become the next White Emperor."
Tang Thirty-Six understood who he was speaking of and asked in confusion, "Madam Mu is her mother. What benefit does this have for her?"
Hu Thirty-Two was concerned with another question. "Who does Madam Mu intend to marry Princess Luoluo?"
Chen Changsheng thought of the contents of the morning letter and said, "There are many rumors in White Emperor City. It seems that it should be the Second Prince of the Great Western Continent."
"The Imperial clan of the Great Western Continent truly does not give up on their evil intentions." Hu Thirty-Two harshly said, "The blue-clothed visitor died just two days ago, and now they're using this sort of trick."
"Madam Mu has been married to the White Emperor for several centuries, and it's rumored that the two have always been in love. Who could have imagined that she would still wholeheartedly care about her paternal clan, even wanting to take away the benefits of her own daughter? In the past, I thought that only those uncivilized remote villages would have such foolish women, but I truly didn't expect …"
Tang Thirty-Six was filled with loathing.
Hu Thirty-Two asked in confusion, "Will the White Emperor agree to her actions?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "His Majesty the White Emperor remains in seclusion. No one knows his stance."
Tang Thirty-Six suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The shadow of the Imperial Court and Shang Xingzhou was clearly behind the schemes of the Great Western Continent.
To put it another way, this had always been an attempt by Shang Xingzhou and Madam Mu to get rid of Chen Changsheng.
If Madam Mu wanted to use this marriage alliance to allow the Great Western Continent's Imperial clan to successfully disembark, Shang Xingzhou would be happy to see it happen. Why was he so fiercely opposing it?
Shang Xingzhou had naturally written a letter to Chen Changsheng in the hope that he would ruin the grand ceremony of returning to the origin.
Chen Changsheng was naturally the best candidate to stop the marriage alliance between White Emperor City and the Great Western Continent, as he had a sufficiently revered status and a very special relationship with the Demi-human race.
In this matter, he could play an even greater role than Shang Xingzhou.
The problem was that Shang Xingzhou was the de facto number one person in the world, and Chen Changsheng was the student that he most wanted to kill. The relationship between the two was abnormally complex, and he had assuredly spent a very long time in writing this letter to Chen Changsheng. It had not been easy at all, and the more difficult it was, the more it showed just how intense his stance on the matter was. Why was his stance so intense that he was even willing to ask for help from his own student, even if he might have to make some concessions to his student afterwards?
"Black Robe is currently not in Xuelao City."
Chen Changsheng added, "Moreover, twenty-some days ago, the Demon Palace held a ceremony to the stars. It caused an enormous stir, but I don't know what happened."
Hu Thirty-Two understood, and his complexion paled.
Tang Thirty-Six's expression also turned abnormally grave.
If Shang Xingzhou's judgment was correct, the Human race was about to face its most dangerous situation since the siege of Luoyang one thousand years ago.
Everyone was saying that Luoluo might be married off to the Great Western Continent's Second Prince, but what if she wasn't?
What if White Emperor City's marriage partner was someone else?
What if that person came from the north?
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