Douluo's knowledge is supreme

Early the next morning, after eating the breakfast delivered by Jiangzhu, Beichen wasted a rare half hour to freshen up and dress up.

This was the first time Beichen paid attention to his appearance in the past few years. Meeting Qian Renxue gave Beichen the illusion of going on a blind date.

"With such a face, I still want to rely on my talent to make a living. It's really too greedy." Looking at himself in the mirror, Beichen sighed.

Beichen rarely looks in the mirror, because this kind of behavior will make him feel negative. Just like those young people who can become a popular star just by their appearance, it is naturally impossible for them to work hard to hone their acting skills.

This is what Beichen is worried about, so Beichen never looks in the mirror very much.

Lanba Academy is close to the suburbs of Tiandou City, and it takes Beichen more than 40 minutes to get to the palace by carriage.

With the invitation, Beichen did not encounter any obstruction. After all, Qian Renxue managed the position of prince very well.

At least there won't be the kind of people who would make the prince uncomfortable.

After some tedious inspections, it took Beichen about half an hour to arrive at Qian Renxue's study.

Looking at the closed door, Beichen felt a little nervous. Beichen was afraid that before he stepped in, 300 knives and axes would pop out of the room, pointing at him and saying, "Young man, something happened to you."

Just when Beichen hesitated, the closed door suddenly opened by itself.

"You look very nervous, which is not like what I learned about you from the intelligence." Qian Renxue sat on a chair, holding a book in one hand and supporting her chin with the other and said with a smile.

Looking at the door that was suddenly opened by no one, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Beichen's face, but he quickly covered it up.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!" Beichen bowed slightly.

"You are very outstanding, better than anyone I have ever met before. Are you interested in coming over to be my guest?" Qian Renxue put down the book in her hand and looked at Beichen seriously and invited.

Beichen: "..."

Inviting a person under eight years old to be my guest, Beichen didn't know if I heard it wrong or if Qian Renxue in front of me was crazy.

Such thoughts did not last long and were replaced by worry.

"How much does Qian Renxue know about me?" Beichen thought with some worry.

For the first time, Beichen discovered that not taking the initiative was so annoying. Beichen didn't know how long the other person had been paying attention to him, nor how much the other person knew about him.

After all, Qian Renxue invited her to come over and be a guest. If the other party could do this, it meant that the other party must know a lot.

"No! I'm just a girl, I can't mess with myself! So what if I know a lot of secrets? I've even seen Douluo Continent!" He comforted himself frantically in his heart, and Beichen's originally anxious mood also calmed down a lot.

"Well... Your Highness, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. Can you say it again?" Beichen pretended to be surprised and looked at Qian Renxue with an expression like "I've never seen this world before, so don't scare me." .

"I want to invite you to be my guest." Qian Renxue emphasized again.

Looking at Qian Renxue who didn't look like he was lying, Beichen pretended to be scared and explained: "Did His Highness the Crown Prince misunderstand something? I'm just a slightly rich kid."

"Oh? Really? Are you sure?" Qian Renxue looked at Beichen meaningfully and asked.

"Of course, I really don't know what it is about me, a child, that is worthy of Your Highness's attention. Apart from being rich, I seem to be pretty good-looking." Beichen said honestly, looking honest and sensible.

"You didn't act like a child when you assassinated Count Ander, and it's impossible for a child to improve his meditation method at the age of 7." Qian Renxue squinted at Beichen and said jokingly.

"Damn it! Pills!"

Beichen looked at Qian Renxue in horror, his heart beating wildly.

Qian Renxue knew more than he imagined. This was the last thing Beichen wanted to see. Unfortunately, it happened after all.

Beichen was not surprised that Qian Renxue knew that she had assassinated Count Ander. What Beichen was really afraid of was that Qian Renxue actually knew about optimizing the meditation method.

"Did someone betray me?" Beichen thought with malice in his heart.

But as soon as such an idea came up, Beichen rejected it. Even if he didn't have confidence in Tailong and the others, Beichen had confidence in himself. Beichen didn't feel that Tailong and the others would betray him under his training.

Qian Renxue enjoyed looking at the fear in Beichen's eyes, and joked with a smile: "Don't worry, if I really want to do something to you, the person standing in front of you will not be me, but the army of the empire. "

Looking at Qian Renxue with a playful look on his face, Beichen knew that continuing like this was not an option. The initiative must be in his own hands. It was not a good thing to be led by Qian Renxue all the time.

"Then what does His Highness the Crown Prince want?" Beichen was too lazy to show off his acting skills with the other party. Instead, he looked at the other party calmly and said slowly. He also took out a chair from the space and sat in front of the other party.

"You should have been like this a long time ago. To be honest, your acting skills are not good and you are not as good as mine." Qian Renxue was not angry when she saw Beichen like this. Instead, she laughed and teased.

Beichen couldn't deny this. After all, when it came to acting skills, no one in the entire Douluo Continent could compare to Qian Renxue. After all, this unlucky kid was acting all the time, pretending to be the prince of an empire, which was quite a test of his acting skills.

"I admire you very much. Come be my subordinate! If I become emperor in the future, you will be my commander-in-chief and imperial advisor! If I become the master of this continent, you will be my right-hand man, and one person can rule tens of thousands of people. Above!" Qian Renxue stood up from the chair, smiled and extended her right hand in invitation.

Looking at Qian Renxue who seemed to have holy light on his face, Beichen remembered that Qian Renxue's martial spirit seemed to be that of a seraph, which fit the other person's temperament at the moment.

And Beichen always felt that he had seen this behavior before somewhere?

"Come on, young man, I think highly of you, be my son!"

"Come on, young man, I admire you very much, be my bitch!"

Seeing Qian Renxue like this, Beichen inexplicably thought of those sand sculpture illustrations from his previous life.

"Pfft~"

It was okay if he didn't think about it, but when he thought about it, Beichen found that he actually smiled unkindly.

In such a solemn occasion, Beichen couldn't hold back after all. The atmosphere created by Qian Renxue was instantly destroyed, and a trace of gloom flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

"Why are you laughing?" Qian Renxue looked at Beichen with an ugly face and asked.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I lost my temper." Beichen quickly apologized.

The sullen Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and asked, "I mean, what are you laughing at?"

"I...I remembered something happy." Beichen tried his best to suppress his smile and said seriously.

Qian Renxue was obviously dissatisfied with Beichen's answer: "What's the happy thing?"

"My wife... No, I was so touched. His Highness the Crown Prince's invitation made me so happy that I couldn't help but laugh out loud." Beichen adjusted his expression and said seriously.

After hearing Beichen's answer, Qian Renxue nodded with satisfaction: "So you agree?"

Beichen quickly shook his head after hearing this: "Sorry! I refuse."

Qian Renxue: "???"