Imperial Cultivation

Chu Zhiyuan slowly said, "Because her appearance is ruined, Her Highness feels ashamed and refuses to marry the son of the Qing King's mansion. This trick won't work."

The two women frowned and stared at him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "If you say this, what kind of person would the Emperor become if he agreed? ... The Emperor still cares about his reputation and will definitely issue an imperial decree to force the marriage. Moreover, your father may not agree to your backing down."

Zhu Caifu hurriedly said, "Then what should we do?" She felt he made sense.

If the Emperor directly agreed, wouldn't that mean he despised the princess for being ugly?

To directly despise her because her face was ruined by injury would seem too heartless. Chu Zhiyuan said, "There are two paths now. One is to fake death and escape."

The two women hesitated.

"Don't you have a way to live?" Zhu Caifu snorted.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "If you want to reverse the decisions of the two Emperors, you can only use the most drastic method: to prove your point with death."

"Then why commit suicide?"

"Ashamed of her appearance, she doesn't want to bring shame to Great Zhen by marrying into Great Jing with a disfigured body."

"...Is it necessary to go that far?" Zhu Caifu disapproved.

"If not, how can we show Her Highness's intense personality?" Chu Zhiyuan said, "If not, how can we give the two Emperors enough of a way out? Without a sufficient way out, how would they change their minds?"

Zhu Caifu snorted.

She harbored a bellyful of resentment towards these two Emperors. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Blame yourself for not being the Emperor. In fact, Her Highness might as well compete for the throne."

Zhu Caimei said unhappily, "She's a woman, how can she compete for the throne?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Why can't a woman compete for the throne? Does the Son of Heaven's Sword absolutely refuse to recognize a woman as its master?"

"...…Great Zhen has never had a female Emperor in its history."

"Then dare to be the first in the world."

"First, you have to become a Grandmaster, and then have enough achievements. Not to mention Grandmaster, but even achievements, how can a woman establish achievements? The Great Zhen army doesn't accept women."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Why doesn't Mister look at the Ninth Princess of Great Meng? The status of women in Great Meng is even lower, yet she is still striving to become the Emperor."

From the above words, it can be known that Zhu Caifu knows that Cheng Miaozhen has a special skill.

"Great Meng's Ninth Princess, Li Hongzhao?" Zhu Caifu snorted, "She is a true disciple of the Phoenix Sword Sect and has inherited the Phoenix Summons the Nine Heavens Art. She is destined to become a Grandmaster."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "The Eighteenth Highness has also inherited mysterious skills, even surpassing the Phoenix's Cry to the Nine Heavens Art. She is also destined to become a Grandmaster. Why can't she compete?"

"You… … … … … …" Zhu Caifu was stunned, her expression changed slightly.

Cheng Miaozhen also looked over, her eyes clear and bright.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Her Highness's mental cultivation method is so mysterious that it almost deceived my intuition."

"… …It is said that Fourth Young Master's intuition is unusually sharp, and the reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Cheng Miaozhen showed a smile.

It was like the first bloom of snow after a snowfall, radiant and captivating.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "If Your Highness commits suicide, I will write a memorial to plead guilty, begging the Emperor to have mercy and fulfill Your Highness's wishes. If there are no complications, it should succeed."

Lost.

"What other accidents could there be?" Zhu Caifu felt that this move was already very meticulous and foolproof.

Thinking about the tricks the two of them came up with, and then comparing them with Chu Zhiyuan's tricks, they were indeed far inferior.

People are indeed different. This Chu Zhiyuan is so meticulous that it is impossible to guard against him when he is being bad.

Such a fellow is the son of Great Jing, and even has hopes of becoming the next Emperor.

Looking at the many princes and sons of Great Zhen, it seems that none of them can compare to him.

Could it be that Great Zhen will continue to be suppressed by Great Jing?

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Now I'm just afraid of the intervention of Asking Heaven Cliff."

"Asking Heaven Cliff? Impossible!" Zhu Caifu hurriedly waved her hand.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Mister Zhu, do you think there is no shadow of Asking Heaven Cliff behind the matter of the Eighteenth Highness marrying over?"

Zhu Caifu said, "No matter what, Asking Heaven Cliff wouldn't harm Her Highness."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "They are not trying to harm Her Highness, but to harm me."

Zhu Caifu opened her mouth, but was speechless.

She remembered the thoughts that had just surfaced in her mind.

If she had such thoughts, what about Asking Heaven Cliff? Could Asking Heaven Cliff not see Chu Zhiyuan's threat?

How to eliminate Chu Zhiyuan's threat?

They couldn't just send assassins. Those heretical sect demons are no match for the son, and don't pose a threat.

Then the only way is to defeat him, to prevent him from becoming the Emperor, or even a Grandmaster.

Forcing him to accept a woman he doesn't want to marry is indeed a good way to defeat him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Mister Zhu hasn't completely fallen out with Asking Heaven Cliff, has he?"

"We've fallen out," Zhu Caifu snorted, "The sect's actions are too excessive, I really can't bear it."

Chu Zhiyuan had been observing her and felt that her words should be true, so he asked, "If they interfere, how will they interfere?"

"If they interfere... Gao Jiuqu?" She looked at Cheng Miaozhen. Cheng Miaozhen said, "Young Master Gao is simple and has no bad intentions."

Zhu Caifu snorted: "The simpler you are, the easier you are to be used, and your actions are inflexible."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Besides Mister Gao, who else is from Asking Heaven Cliff?"

"Then there's Senior Brother Mo," Zhu Caifu said. "He never interferes in other people's business. He probably went to your mansion to find your father long ago, right?"

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows and nodded.

Zhu Caifu said, "If it wasn't for him insisting on coming over, he wouldn't have been assigned this task. He came excitedly, just wanting to discuss painting techniques with Prince Qing."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "We still have to guard against Mister Mo. The destructive power of a Grandmaster is still very strong."

"Senior Brother Mo is easy to deal with. Just let him go to your mansion to find your father."

"That's fine too." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "I see among your guards, there is one with an ordinary appearance, a mole under his neck, and a mole on the corner of his left eye. This person is not very ordinary. It's best to pay attention to him and don't let him ruin things."

"A mole under his neck, and a mole on the corner of his left eye...." Zhu Caifu frowned and pondered.

Already.

Cheng Miaozhen said, "Lu Sanjin, right? He's a guard of the Princess's mansion, an old-timer in the mansion."

"Does he have a problem?" Zhu Caifu asked.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "It feels wrong. He might be from Asking Heaven Cliff, or he might be from other forces. In short, there's a problem."

"I'll investigate him," Cheng Miaozhen nodded lightly.

Chu Zhiyuan's intuition is sharp, and he can even see that I possess cultivation.

So I should trust his intuition. He doesn't need to lie to me about this.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Then that's about it. Mister Gao should be obsessed with swordsmanship for a while, Mister Mo will be obsessed with painting, and as long as we guard against the rest, nothing should go wrong."

He smiled: "Then I wish us a smooth and successful outcome, and that we get what we want."

Cheng Miaozhen showed a trace of a smile.

Zhu Caifu smiled and said: "Fourth Young Master, don't regret it in the future."

"Regret?"

"Regret pushing Miaozhen out, when you clearly had a chance to get her." "Auntie—!" Cheng Miaozhen hurriedly scolded.

Me."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "If the situation changes, Mister Zhu can come to the Prince's mansion at any time to find.

Fast.

The body movements of a Grandmaster are strange and can easily enter the Prince's mansion to find me. Sending a message is the most.

"Okay," Zhu Caifu agreed.

Suspicion."

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist: "Then I'll take my leave. I can't delay too long, lest I arouse

Fu hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, then you go quickly. If anything happens, I'll go to the Prince's mansion to find you," Zhu Cai

Chu Zhiyuan nodded to Cheng Miaozhen, then turned and left the pavilion, striding away.

Zou Fang followed closely behind.

Cheng Miaozhen and Zhu Caifu's eyes followed him until he left.