Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

“Nerd” Meng Yuanqing?

Xia Yan knew the girl’s name, but still didn’t know who she was.

He was about to speak, but the girl spoke first.

“Zhao Da, Gongzi is not an ordinary person, he can get into the car.” The

tower-like strong man was stunned.

The girl smiled and said, “Take a closer look at Gongzi’s clothes.”

The strong man named Zhao Da took a serious look, and this time he saw that the heavily worn, seemingly tattered clothes were hidden with a large golden python entangled.

Python Costume !!!

Zhao Da’s heart shook furiously, his pupils constricted, and he had guessed who this young man who was left alone outside the city was.

The prince he has seen, and the second prince is dead, then… At this age, it will only be the Third Prince of Dayan!

The son of the Great Flame Demon Queen!

With the means of the empress, this third prince may not be able to replace the prince.

Seeing the blood marks and dust on this young man’s body, Zhao Da suddenly smelled a bad feeling…

Perhaps, they came at a very bad time.

Zhao Da only felt that his throat was dry, his face showed bitterness, and he shouted to the carriage behind him: “Miss…”

Meng Yuanqing said with a smile: “This time I came back, I was also to help Niangniang, since that’s the case… Why worry about getting involved in the Yujing dispute?

Zhao Da hurriedly bowed his head respectfully, he already understood why the young lady was different for this son.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, Xia Yan did not deny it, and walked directly into the carriage.

In the car, there is a faint smell of ink, and a girl who walks out of the smoke cloud ink scroll, spirited, flowing, seems to be always smiling, so that the moment people see her, the mood will also improve.

The haze is gone, and only joy remains.

Meng Yuanqing didn’t speak, she just turned around and took out the bandage and ointment from a small box, and then came to Xia Yan’s side, silently treated his wound, applied ointment, and then roughly bandaged it.

“It hurts a little, Your Highness endure it.”

“This is just a rough bandage, and after His Highness returns to the palace, it needs to be reprocessed.”

Xia Yan was silent.

In the dim carriage, Meng Yuanqing was very carefully bandaged, but also very measured, her fingers only gently skimmed over the bandage, but did not touch Xia Yan’s skin once, so it can be regarded as “men and women are not intimate”.

After a few moments, this brief approach came to an end.

Meng Yuanqing sat down in front of a coffee table in the car, took out a book post from the back by the morning light, spread it out on the table, and admired it seriously.

Xia Yan looked up, but saw that it was an ink post.

Brush writing? He has practiced, or

at the request of his parents, under the supervision of his eldest sister spent several miserable holidays, it can also be regarded as summer practice three volts, winter practice three nine, wind or rain, perseverance, “Lanting Collection Preface”, “Duo Bao Pagoda Stele”, “Fast Snow Time Qing Post” and other words have been practiced, but he does not feel that he can rely on these how to do…

Moreover, he really didn’t expect that there were still people in this world who loved brush writing?

What did you practice?

Meng Yuanqing stared at the scroll seriously, his eyes were serious and obsessed, as if he had forgotten that there was a Third Highness in the carriage.

Although Xia Yan had a lot of goods and poems hidden in his belly, he didn’t want to show off.

The young girl was so silent in the carriage, and outside the window was a rolling golden fog, and ghosts loomed in the thick fog…

The young man felt an inexplicable peace in his heart, which was a rare peaceful time he could enjoy after crossing to the other world.

He glanced at the girl who was reading the post, appreciating it, and trying to copy it on the bumpy wolf cart, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Xia Yan is not ready to continue the relationship between Xia Yan and this “nerd” because the girl has a familiar face, and he is ready to continue the feelings that he did not confess before crossing… That’s probably all the way.

“Does His Highness also like calligraphy?” Meng Yuanqing asked suddenly.

Xia Yan said, “I don’t like it.”

Meng Yuanqing: …

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… The

wolf cart of the dream family entered the first gate of the defense of the Six Dao Army in the afternoon, and arrived at a large manor north of the imperial city in the middle of the night.

Xia Yan said goodbye to the bookworm who met Pingshui, and then hurried into the palace.

After staying in the third day, he finally returned to the Moon Shadow Palace.

“Your Highness?”

“Your Highness is back!”

“Your Highness, what’s wrong with you?”

Frost Painting and Hanqin were still dozing, and when they saw the dust servants of the Third Highness and the blood all around, they were all anxious.

Frost hurried to prepare clothes and boil water.

Hanqin goes to the dining room to make some small stir-fry, and although each palace takes food from the dining room on weekdays, there are also some simple cooking pots and ingredients.

Xia Yan was sitting under the eaves of the small courtyard of the Moon Shadow Palace.

This time out, he had a preliminary glimpse of the world and gained something, and when he returned to a safe environment, he relaxed a little and began to breathe to recover his spirit as soon as possible.

Half an hour later…

The boy in warm cotton clothes sat down at a stone table with food and wine on it.

He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it under the moon.

Suddenly, there was an additional white shadow at the entrance of the Moon Shadow Palace.

It’s Bai Suli.

“Third Highness, Niangniang is very satisfied to know that you came back alive, and she let you rest well. In addition, Fuyukai has been postponed until seven days later… Don’t go anywhere for these seven days.

“Got it.”

Bai Suli looked at the young man and said, “The prince plotted against him and let his own soldiers break into the palace privately, and he has been cursed.”

Niangniang said that after the winter hunt, on the day of the sacrifice, she would help you ascend the throne, but this time it was an accident… In fact, there are foreign enemies hidden in Yujing City.

This foreign enemy is from Beimang, and you need to be careful yourself.

“Got it.”

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…

In the early morning, Xia Yan finally lay down.

He was not surprised that the Empress was able to return safely.

As for other questions, the queen did not say, and he did not ask.

Although the process is tortuous, the ending fulfills the wishes of both parties, so it is… Why pursue the process?

At this point…

Dead…

Xia Yan’s mind appeared from time to time the appearance of Meng Yuanqing.

After all, Meng Yuanqing was originally a woman who lived in his heart, and it was really hard not to think about it…

But he was also deeply wary.

Maybe he thought too much, but now he can’t help but think more.

The mysterious and dangerous world is full of fog, and he doesn’t think much, maybe the next step will be pulled into the abyss by the hand pulled out of the fog vortex, and everything will be lost.

“If you are not an old man, how can you meet?

But at first sight… Where do you miss it?

For a long time, Xia Yan let out a self-deprecating sneer.

With this laughter, he dreamed of Yuanqing’s appearance in his mind… It was like a burned painting, quickly disappeared and there was no more left.

Immediately, he began to perceive the surroundings of the Moon Shadow Palace again.

“The defense is much tighter, and there are more people patrolling.”

“It’s okay, though…

These defenses can no longer stop me.

Xia Yan on the bed slowly disappeared, and what was left was a wet water ghost.

The water ghost accumulated a pool of gloom on the bed, and then disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the bottom of Tailiu Lake.

Because of his “gluttonous distant blood”, Xia Yan will no longer feel disgusted and repulsed when he eats soil.

And eating soil does improve one’s true qi much faster than drinking water.

It’s just that the sediment at the bottom of this Tailiu Lake is not as good as the soil in the gray mist in terms of quality, but it is better than the Moon Shadow Palace.

Time passes by minute by minute…

By dawn, Xia Yan returned to the bed of the Moon Shadow Palace, and his ground lock level had been raised from “(432/1600)” to “(632/1600)”…

In the early hours of the morning, he climbed the progress of “200” on the “Earth Lock Level”, which was really a leap forward.

The strong True Qi mixed with the blood qi, like a summer and autumn torrent, swooped from upstream, tearing down the embankments along the blockade little by little.

Syllable… Snap…

Xia Yan felt that those invisible shackles in his body were cracking and shattering…

Qi and blood are intertwined into a terrifying tide, and in this deep palace of the dawn, it is quietly pervasive. In the center of the

tide of qi and blood, the young man looked up at the high beam top of the Moon Shadow Palace and said softly: “Nine three days: a gentleman is dry all day long, and he is fierce and blameless.”

Or get lost in danger …

Either… It becomes dangerous.

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Heavens, it’s dawn.