Douluo's hope on the full moon

Chapter 199
Xue Qinghe smiled lowly: "Of course not."

Xue Hanjiang paused when his gaze swept over Xue Qinghe's neck.

He always felt that there was something wrong with his elder brother, but he couldn't explain what it was, so he shook his head and didn't think about it.

Instead, he mentioned other things: "Elder brother went to the north to reward the army and gained a lot, and Han Jiang hasn't had time to congratulate elder brother."

Xue Qinghe smiled bitterly: "If you talk about talent, I can't catch up with you, third brother. It's hard for people to ignore the 14-year-old Soul Sect."

Xue Hanjiang casually took a book from the side and held it in his hand: "Brother assists the emperor to handle government affairs every day and can maintain such a speed of upgrading, this is a talent, unlike me, who is used to being free and undisciplined, I always feel It's not comfortable being in the palace."

Xue Qinghe looked at Xue Hanjiang steadfastly: "Third Brother, it's fine for me to say this here, but please don't say it in front of Father, you will be scolded."

Xue Hanjiang shrugged, and shook the book at Xue Qinghe: "Let's go, brother, I'm going to read a book."

Xue Qinghe helplessly shouted towards Xue Hanjiang's back: "Han Jiang, don't forget tomorrow's grand ceremony and family banquet!"

Xue Hanjiang's voice came back from afar: "I know, I know, as for everyone urging me?"

After Xue Hanjiang left, the smile on Xue Qinghe's face gradually disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why did Xue Ye announce his identity at this time?"

Just this question, no one can answer him.

……

The next day, the grand ceremony was held as scheduled.

Nothing happened at the ceremony. Amid the cheers of the people and the congratulations of the guests, Xue Hanjiang was wearing a platinum dress with extremely complicated patterns, half kneeling in front of Xue Ye. hair crown.

The banquet in the evening also went very smoothly, without accidents or episodes, so plainly, Xue Hanjiang transformed from the third princess to the rightful third prince.

——Of course, he is still called Third Highness more often.

The banquet would last until late at night, but Xue Hanjiang didn't like these occasions very much, so he got up and left shortly after Xue Ye left.

At the entrance of the garden, Xue Hanjiang saw the old lady Jun Congzhi.

A year passed, and Grandpa Jun seemed to be a little older. Standing in front of the flowers, next to Uncle Wu with a horrible scar on his face: "Your Highness, you seem to have forgotten what you promised me."

Xue Hanjiang held the junior ceremony: "Grandpa Jun, since I appeared, my every move has been known by that person, and this matter was not what I wanted."

Jun Congzhi obviously knew the relevant information, so he nodded slightly at this time: "Then dare to ask the Third Highness, if you have considered the way to go next?"

What road, of course, is the emperor's road.

Xue Hanjiang shook his head, sternly: "Grandpa Jun, you know, I am devoted to cultivation and have no intention of setting foot in the court, not to mention that the empire has already established the crown prince."

Jun Congzhi wasn't too disappointed, obviously he had guessed the ending long ago, he just nodded lightly and turned around: "The old man advises the Third Highness to leave Tiandou City earlier, and it is best not to come back in the next few years. God, it's about to change."

Xue Hanjiang frowned: "But I'm here to participate in the soul master elite competition, and the elite competition will not officially start for more than two years."

Jun Congzhi paused: "Third Highness, at your age, this is not your last chance to participate in the competition. You should make plans for your future."

Grandpa Jun must know something!
Xue Hanjiang took a step forward: "Grandpa Jun!"

Uncle Wu stretched out his hand and stopped Xue Hanjiang: "Third Highness, Master is tired."

Although Jun Congzhi was very old, his footsteps were as steady as those of ordinary middle-aged people, and he disappeared into the garden in a short while.

Uncle Wu withdrew his hand and bowed his head: "Your Highness, the Master is also thinking of you."

Xue Hanjiang frowned: "Could it be that Grandpa Jun is ready to do something?"

"Third Highness, forgive me for not talking too much." Uncle Wu backed away slowly and disappeared into the night: "But everything depends on your thoughts."

Is there any change in the soul master contest?Or, what is Grandpa Jun going to do with the Soul Master Competition?
Since Grandpa Jun wants him to leave, it must be that there will be an irresistible danger in this soul master competition, or during the soul master competition.

It's just that I don't know where this danger comes from, and in what form it will explode.

Xue Hanjiang stood at the entrance of the garden for a long time, and only sighed when the banquet was about to end, and left slowly.

No matter what will happen in the future, if he chooses to leave whenever there is danger, wouldn't he be a waste who can only escape?
Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover it.

……

Xue Hanjiang left the imperial city amidst the crowd leaving the city, and walked to the ring-shaped building with a huge tree crown emerging from the roof.

At this time, there were not many people in Jiangyue Tower in the hall, and it seemed extremely quiet.

After all, it was late at night, and the guests were either resting upstairs, or they all left and went home.

Feng Ci raised his head from the account book and saw Xue Hanjiang who had not changed out of his fine clothes, he was a little strange: "Brother Xue, why are you not staying in the palace today?"

Xue Hanjiang waved his hand, threw the expensive coat he was wearing on the stool casually, and sat down beside him: "Sister Fengci, do you have anything to eat, I'm hungry."

"Not now, but my sister can cook you a bowl of green onion noodles." Feng Ci smiled slightly, and rolled up the long hair behind her: "It's just that my sister's craftsmanship is definitely not as good as the chef in the palace. How about it, eat ?"

Xue Hanjiang laughed: "Sister Fengci cooks in person? It's amazing, brother, I will definitely join in."

"Hehe, brother Xue's little mouth is so sweet." Feng Ci took out an apron from the cabinet, tied it up and turned to the kitchen: "Wait for sister for a while."

"no problem."

Xue Hanjiang glanced at the burning kitchen, and the smile gradually faded from the corner of his mouth.

Sighing, Xue Hanjiang leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the pitch-black canopy, listening to the sound of the knife falling on the cutting board beside his ears, his thoughts drifted away.

"Brother Xue, the noodles are ready." Feng Ci came out with a bowl of noodles, and put the bowl in front of Xue Hanjiang: "Have a taste?"

"Well, good." Xue Hanjiang came back to his senses, picked up the chopsticks and took a sip. The noodles were smooth and smooth, with a strong fragrance of scallions. warmth.

It feels like home.

"Sister Fengci's skills are simply amazing." Xue Hanjiang raised his head and smiled: "Oh, after this bowl of noodles, I won't be able to eat other people's noodles in the future. What should I do?"

Feng Ci smiled and pinned the broken hair behind her ear: "From now on, whenever brother Xue wants to eat, come to my sister, and my sister will make it for you anytime."

Xue Hanjiang drank up the noodle soup, put down the bowl, and wiped his mouth contentedly: "It's so good."

Feng Ci shook his head, pointed upstairs: "Go and rest, it's getting late."

"Yes. Sister Fengci also rested earlier." Xue Hanjiang nodded, got up and went upstairs.

He took a shower in his own room and lay on the bed with the faint scent of sandalwood lingering in his nose.

This is his most commonly used incense, which was specially prepared by Feng Ci for him.

Tonight, Xue Hanjiang didn't have the slightest thought of cultivation, in the soft bedding, he slowly closed his eyes, his mind gradually relaxed under the comfort of sandalwood, and fell into a dreamland.

(End of this chapter)