Prince Xiu Xian Ji

in the palace.

Mr. Zheng showed the demeanor of a fairy, and offered the elixir he had just refined respectfully but not flatteringly.

His apprentices are not yet qualified to meet the emperor.

Seeing his proficiency in etiquette, the emperor obviously put in a lot of effort in private, so he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said, "Mr. worked hard."

Mr. Zheng didn't even dare to say.

The emperor simply said a few words of kindness and majesty, and then let him retreat.

Holding the box containing the medicine, Chen An asked hesitantly, "Your Majesty, this medicine..."

The emperor took the box and opened it, and inside were a few pills with a strong fragrance.The emperor felt refreshed when he smelled it. He picked up a pill, paused, and put it back into the box.

"Chen An, do you think it is really an elixir?" the emperor asked lightly.

Chen An said cautiously: "Your Majesty, I have short-sighted servants, so I really don't know if it is a elixir or not. However, it smells very pleasant."

The emperor shook his head and smiled, "You are still so cautious."

Chen An laughed dryly, but didn't dare to speak.

The emperor sighed: "Put it on the table first."

The emperor still didn't dare to eat it directly, even though Mr. Zheng had tried it for a month.

He thought slowly in his heart.

Mr. Zheng and his disciples are indeed young and abnormal.

The eldest princess and Uncle Yang seem to have regained their youthful vigor.

Taiyuan had guaranteed that he would live a long life.

But a long life does not mean that when he is 70 years old, he will still be as energetic as a 20-year-old.

He will still grow old day by day, and one day, his body will also exude the decayed smell of old age.

Now, he is about to reach the age of knowing his destiny, but Le Hong is still so young.

When he is 70 or 80 years old, even if he is still in good health, can he really hold down his sons who are about to move around at that age, and hold down the civil and military men of the court?

——For a person, when he sees you young and strong, he will be timid; when he sees you old, even if you are not weak, he will have more distracting thoughts.

Could it be that he, as the king of a country, cannot stay young forever?

He doesn't even need to live forever, as long as he has a strong body and a quick mind for another 30 years, he will be content.

Thirty years later, he can safely hand over the world to Le Hong.

The night is already very deep.

The sleeping emperor suddenly woke up.

Just when he was wondering why he woke up so quickly in the middle of the night, he suddenly realized that the quietness in the bedroom was a bit too much.

The emperor's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he tensed his body, trying to calm himself down as much as possible.

Maybe it was the thinking before going to bed that gave him a clear understanding of his old age.At this time, he found that his strength and speed were really not as good as when he was young.

But this discovery made him calm down more quickly.

He has to be more calm and careful than before in order to safely deal with what has come.

——This kind of silence is definitely not something that would happen in normal times!

He suddenly stretched out his hand to remove the curtain in front of the bed, waved it around so that it was airtight, and quickly threw his body to the corner of the wall.

He looked intently, and there was an unusually familiar figure sitting on the golden nanmu chair by the table.

The man wore a hood on his head, and his whole body was cold and calm.

The emperor didn't care about other things, he shouted: "Come on!"

The surrounding area was still silent.

——Could it be that this person has killed all those palace guards? !

--wrong!Even if people are dead, what about those mosquitoes?Now at the end of autumn, some rustling insects can still be heard.But now there is no sound... Who is this person? !

The tightly-covered person suddenly spoke, and his voice was low and cold: "I don't know, you love beauty so much." He fiddled with the pills in the brocade box casually, and there seemed to be a trace of love in his voice. Subtle sarcasm.

The emperor tried his best to appear unhurried. He asked, "Who is your Excellency? Where did you come from?"

"How courageous." The man's low laughter came from under the curtain, and he said, "Don't be nervous, I won't kill people." He raised a finger, "Now, I'm just waiting for you There is a restriction in the house. You can't get out, and others can't get in."

The emperor stared at him closely, and found that the man's fingers were as white as jade. He suddenly lost confidence in what he was about to say - he could take care of his hands so well, what would such a person lack, and he would think What do you want?He said slowly and solemnly: "I am rich in the world, no matter what you want, I can promise you."

The man stood up, as if an adult had seen a child say "I've grown up", he laughed and said, "I? You actually called me in front of me?"

Looking at his slender figure, the emperor suddenly had doubts in his heart—this figure looks like Tai Yuan, and also looks like the person in that painting!

He suddenly rushed towards the man like thunder, raised his hand and swept off the heavy veil on the man's head.

The man didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, he just let the emperor lift his veil.

The emperor looked at this man's face - this face was exactly the same as Tai Yuan's!But this person's eyes are as cold as a knife, which is quite different from Tai Yuan's gentle and jade-like appearance.

What's more, the murderous aura surrounding him is not something a prince raised in a deep palace can have.

He really is the person in the painting!

The emperor said: "Since it's you, why cover your head and face like this and describe it as sneaky."

The man's black hair was only tied lightly with a jade button. Hearing this, he asked doubtfully, "Don't you think this place is dirty?"

——Because it's dirty here, you have to wear a veil to block the dirt.

The emperor's face was flushed red. On the one hand, he tried his best to suppress his anger. On the other hand, he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the only trace of doubt in his heart—this person is indeed not his son!

No matter what, his son would never deny the palace so confidently in front of him.

Except that guy!

——Happy and deep.

——Emperor Wu'an of the former dynasty who personally drafted the posthumous title for Tai/Zu.

The emperor said, "Why are you back?"

Le Chong looked at him deeply, and asked ambiguously, "You know me?"

The emperor sighed and said: "Yes, Zhen... I know you, and you should know me too. But now, we don't have to talk about the past anymore."

A slightly mocking smile suddenly appeared on Le Chongshen's mouth, and he asked, "Why? Because now, are you the emperor?"

The emperor suddenly felt embarrassed, he said: "After all, those things have passed for many years."

——What is the purpose of a former emperor coming to the deep palace again?

Le Chongshen waved his hand and picked up a elixir - his posture was more like an emperor than an emperor.

He said in a loud voice: "I am here this time, but I am not interested in discussing with you the candidates for the dragon chair. I just want to ask you, have you eaten this thing?"