[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

"His Royal Highness? Your Royal Highness, come out quickly!"

Putting aside all the calls coming from his ears, Dong Xiangyan held the child's bulging cheeks and hid in the corner of the rockery in the Imperial Garden. He estimated in his heart that it would take at least a while for this place to be found, and this time would be enough Sort out your current situation.

Having said that, my own experience is also curious enough.

Using heavenly thunder to forge a sword, being rejected by heaven, the peerless masterpiece that I have been thinking about is formed, but the result is that the result itself is bound to myself. What kind of causal melody is a peerless sword following the swordsmith?

Dong Xiangyan was in a mess amidst this crazy dance music, but she calmed down, in fact, thanks to the Peach Blossom Sword's spontaneous protection of the Lord, otherwise the "naked" self at that time would definitely be struck to death by a thunderbolt from Heaven and would not be reincarnated into another The world came back.

But among the good things, there are also shadows of bad things. Although the Peach Blossom Sword is bound to his own soul after protecting the Lord, the sword he forged knows the essence of this thing.

Peach wood, sky thunder, and lightning strike wood are all sharp weapons against ghosts and spirits, and their restraint effects are extraordinary.

Although Dong Xiangyan's world has no ghost cultivators, no underworld, and the six realms of reincarnation run naturally, there are only two endings for practitioners who die in response to catastrophe.

First, the body is transformed into a calamity fire, turning into ashes together with the evil obstacles of birth, and second, the normal reincarnation into a mortal, the opportunity is unknown.

Because I was a Martial Immortal before reincarnation, I was lucky to preserve my memory, but my savings disappeared, leaving only the guy who ate.

Dong Xiangyan weighed the inner vision, the hammer, the sword hut and a series of tools stored in the dantian Zifu, and felt that his life was complete again.

So, what kind of sword does the swordsmith want?Give me a hammer and I can chisel out thousands of them!

But these gossips are aside for the time being, the madness of the swordsmith only needs to be at the moment of his enlightenment.

Dong Xiangyan, who is usually considered a devil and dog, is still a very well-behaved child in the palace, but it is puzzling that he disappears occasionally!

The maids serving Dong Xiangyan were going crazy.

Everyone knows that the eldest prince likes to hide and seek everywhere, but he disappeared for too long today!

Coupled with the prince's body that has harmed many imperial physicians and been angered by His Majesty since he was born, this weak and sick little ancestor must not faint anywhere!

Dong Xiangyan calmly sent a congratulatory message.

The reason why he is weak is not like the lack of physical fitness in the mother's womb that this group of people think, the real situation is entirely due to the innate ability of Peach Blossom Sword.

It was said earlier that the material used for making peach blossom swords is designed to overcome ghosts and evils. The sword holder can be said to be invulnerable to all evils and evade all ghosts. In the future, it is really a good hand to slay demons and demons. It is not considered to be buried in this world. But it happened to fall into Dong Xiangyan's hands, and Dong Xiangyan's body was split apart by the Dao of Heaven.

So Yuan Ling and Peach Blossom Sword, who is overpowering whom?

Anyway, so far, Dong Xiangyan, who had lost all his cultivation, was the one who was suppressed!

Afterwards, the young prince of Dayue Kingdom, Zhu Yujun, became a high-end child who was invulnerable to all evil, and once set off a trend in the ghost circle of Dayue Kingdom, whether he was alive or dead, he had to look twice.

During Dong Xiangyan's one-year-old period when she was still unable to move independently, she saw all kinds of sorry-looking ghosts lying on her bedside and staring at her silently every day, so affectionate that Dong Xiangyan would rather not sleep and spend all her time researching The skill of releasing sword energy out.

Since then his life has been quiet.

The power of invulnerability to gods and ghosts is well-deserved!

Alright, let's end this topic first. The point is that Dong Xiangyan didn't expect that his family was clearly a royal family favored by destiny, but why was his predecessor a family of spirit control?

I was just half a month old and had a high fever day and day due to the weakness of my soul. After the usual methods were useless, two top leaders of his family who were clearly the top leaders of the feudal dynasty and who should despise superstition, just hugged him to the ancestral grave to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha... Bah, I was wrong, it was a sacrifice to the ancestors.

The generation of the Royal Family of Dayue is really weak, otherwise His Majesty would not be holding his hard-earned son to ask his ancestors, but this also made Dong Xiangyan see the mysterious power that he had never been exposed to before.

Ghost!Ghosts!

If it weren't for his longing heart, Dong Xiangyan wouldn't have cast his supreme masterpiece into a sharp weapon for exorcising ghosts.

But now he knows why those ghosts are not afraid of the pressure of the royal blood's natural purple energy on ghosts and the like, and they need to release sword energy to frighten them, but it turns out that the blood itself is close to these ghosts!

He is also convinced by this operation!

"Eldest Prince, I have found you!"

The maid Shao Yao who was serving him hugged Dong Xiangyan from the narrow corner between the rockery. Dong Xiangyan raised her eyelids and saw the sweat on her forehead, and stretched out her hand to help her wipe it off.

"You found me, what reward does Shaoyao want?"

Shao Yao was dispelled by the little prince's soft smile, and her panic of not being able to find the little prince was soothed by the child's soft tone.

Shao Yao looked at this little ball of meat that she had taken care of since she was a child, and said helplessly: "If the little prince doesn't run around, Shao Yao will be happier than anything else."

Dong Xiangyan grinned broadly.

"That won't work. I won't want to eat if I don't see Shaoyao anxiously looking for me."

Peony: "..."

Which matter is the little prince not eating or not being able to find the little prince?

But no matter which issue is big, but Shaoyao herself is a big deal!

"His Royal Highness..."

Dong Xiangyan smiled happily: "Did the queen mother look for me today?"

"This..." Shao Yao said cautiously: "The empress is busy with palace affairs."

"What about the father?" Dong Xiangyan interrupted and didn't intend to listen anymore, and asked about another person cheerfully.

It stands to reason that the queen has no time, and the busier emperor should have even less time.

But Shao Yao showed a relieved expression, and said in a soothing tone: "Your Majesty sent someone to send a letter saying that he will have lunch with you, little prince."

Dong Xiangyan waved his hand cheerfully: "Then let's go quickly, it's getting late, we can't keep father waiting."

When Shao Yao carried her back, all the maids and eunuchs in the palace showed excited expressions of "you are back, little ancestor".

In the final analysis, the lack of time is all because Dong Xiangyan ran around by himself, but he will never admit it!

Being held in the hands like a porcelain doll all day for fear of falling, holding it in the mouth for fear of melting, that's not my style at all, okay?

He also had eight solid waist and abdominal muscles. Because he swung hammers all day long, he had two muscles on his side and ribs. Now, when he returns to before liberation, who can understand his sadness?

Touching her chubby belly while taking a bath, Dong Xiangyan stared sullenly at the bowl of osmanthus porridge in front of her.

Yes, now is the season of sweet-scented osmanthus in full bloom, and the sweet-scented osmanthus trees growing everywhere in the palace floated their petals, and then a strand of black hair fell from the top of the tree, accompanied by a pale figure who hanged himself to death.

"I said, big sister, can you stop putting your hair in my bowl?"

Some palace maids who were changed places to have lunch by the temporary message from the emperor, of course obediently dressed up the little prince in a beautiful and delicious way and brought them up.

Among them, she took a bath four times in a row, added various flower ointment skin care products, and a ring of rings wrapped in rice dumplings, which made Dong Xiangyan feel that her father was ready to eat, and there was no need to wait for any food.

Here, such a big steamed stuffed bun with thin skin and tender meat is here, what kind of delicacies from Yushanfang do you still need to eat?

However, perhaps it was because of the occasional licking feeling that the emperor gave birth to. Seeing the osmanthus flowers floating outside, he fished his tender and lovely son to Shanggui Pavilion on a whim.

The warm pavilion with flying eaves and brackets is an excellent choice whether it is used for summer or cat winter. In the courtyard, an osmanthus tree with a history of hundreds of years will bloom layers of flower pavilions every season, saving labor The ingenuity of carving is unique to the uncanny workmanship of nature.

Meals are placed under this tree, and bluestone round tables and stools are provided for people to enjoy the flowers. During the period, they can taste sweet wine and delicious meals. It is not right to say that the emperor is not good to his son.

Dongxiang Yanxin received his father's love for his son in his busy schedule, this is the place...why didn't he say that he had died? !

I sat opposite my father, looked at each other and smiled from time to time, and less than a foot in front of him, there was a pair of delicate embroidered shoes swinging in front of my eyes, and even the eldest sister wearing embroidered shoes stared at him affectionately.

Dong Xiangyan felt that this meal was too much to eat, and if he wanted to eat it, he had to solve the problem of the eldest sister whose hair was mopping the floor.

Afterwards, he couldn't swallow his meal, and taking advantage of the dark night and high winds, avoiding the eyes of many bright people in the palace, Dong Xiangyan walked to the gate of Shanggui Pavilion Banyue using his previous skills of avoiding pursuit.

Looking around, the sweet-scented osmanthus is floating alone in the background of the Milky Way at night, and the eldest sister who wanders in the daytime is nowhere to be seen.

Dong Xiangyan opened his mouth with his hands on his hips... Lowering his voice, he whispered, "Is there a ghost?"

Nonsense, shout loudly to summon the nearby guards, do you still have to work!

Remembering my father's well-being, I prepared to clean up all the places in the palace, but even so, with my limited stature, I can at most go to the places I have been to, and I don't have the ability to run around the entire palace.

Thinking about it this way, I can't help but miss the period when I had eight-pack abs. At that time, I really wanted to swing a hammer.

What would be a pity for him after reincarnation?

It wasn't his almost non-existent cultivation, nor the treasures accumulated over the years, but the big hammer in his dantian, which he couldn't find a chance to swing.

Sigh, what a swordsmith, what kind of sword dance... While speaking, the peach blossom sword that suddenly appeared in his hand swung to the left, and the eldest sister who was swinging in the air during the day was thrown out of the red wall with her face on the spot.

Dong Xiangyan sighed in complete instinct.

"Dare to sneak up on me, I'll show you off!"

That's how it works.