Sword Master Ling Tian

"Brother Li, it's really time for the prince to come back."

Ling Tian and Li Qingcheng said as they walked.

Li Qingcheng nodded, "However, the prince's face is not very good. I'll see you later, please pay attention."

‘I understand, after all, the prince is the future Lord of the Tang Dynasty. "Ling Tian is noncommittal.

No matter how moody the prince was, Ling Tian didn't care.

After all, he needs to pass the prince pass, get close to Wuhuang Palace, and even get the Qitian Pill.

"Oh, I didn't mean that."

However, Li Qingcheng shook his head, "When you meet the prince, you will know that, in fact, the prince’s people are very good, and they have always been very good to us. I am just afraid that you are wrong and let the prince Even more annoying. Because... alas!"

"Never mind, don't talk about it."

Li Qingcheng hesitated to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. This made Ling Tian a little confused.

Soon, the two hurried to the main hall of the East Palace.

However, under the palace, Ling Tian and two people saw two groups of people, and they also walked over from the left and right directions.

"Li Qingcheng pays homage to the prince concubine..."

Li Qingcheng saw a group of people wearing a ceremonial guard, and hurriedly knelt on one knee.

Above the seat among this group of people, there was the crown prince, Cui Zhuer, who had changed her clothes and was equipped with all the honors!

"Guard Ling Tian, ​​meet the prince and concubine."

Ling Tian just bowed towards that Yizhan.

"Well, get up, in the palace, you don't have to be polite!"

Cui Tuo'er's extremely sweet voice sounded, making people listen to it, and it was very comfortable.

"Manager Li..."

Li Qingcheng also gestured to Manager Li, who also nodded and smiled.

And Ling Tian stepped aside, looked at the two groups of people, and suddenly discovered that two of them were also looking at him.

One of them was standing next to the crown prince's seat.

It's not the dress of the guards and court ladies, it doesn't seem to be the people of the East Palace.

This woman was wearing a visor. Although Ling Tian couldn't see her face, she could still see the glow in her eyes, which was very beautiful.

When Ling Tian looked at the woman, the latter also looked over, but unlike the Zhongzhou woman who was bold and unrestrained, this woman was shy and timid, and looked at each other with Ling Tian, ​​and then averted her gaze.

The other group is headed by Mr. Li.

Manager Li, Ling Tian had just seen it before the battle.

Now I was looking at it, but my heart sank.

This very feminine **** is extraordinary!

Although this guy looks extremely weak, Ling Tian can feel that the cold and vitality hidden in his body are very terrifying. This person is like a poisonous snake that can strike a fatal blow at any time. It makes people feel uncomfortable.

Behind General Manager Li, there stood a junior with red lips and white teeth.

Ling Tian already knew from Li Qingcheng that this time, others recommended three people to the prince. In addition to himself recommended by Princess Taiping, there are also Cui Chenxiang, a child of the Cui family recommended by the prince, and Li Zhi, the director of the Donggong House of Internal Affairs. Son, Ang Lee.

Of the three, only one was left.

Of course, the final decision is in the hands of the prince, and the three of them must have a trial.

The three Ling Tian all stepped forward, standing in front of the hall, waiting for the call of the legendary Nantang prince.

Crown Princess Cui Tuer went straight into the hall.

As the hostess of the East Palace, she is naturally unhindered.

Sure enough, within the main hall, there was a voice that was not very loud.

"All come in."

Everyone looked at each other, and they all took a deep breath and stepped up the stairs.

After level ninety, walk into the main hall.

It's almost the same as imagined.

The main hall of the East Palace, like the entire East Palace, is not very glorious.

The hall is very large, with carved beams and columns. Although it is not inlaid with silver or gold, it still looks particularly majestic.

In the center of the hall, there is a dragon chair.

Backed by the eight dragon painting screen, the whole is made of silver essence, it is the last dazzling object in this hall.

Of course, except for people.

When Ling Tian first saw the prince leaning on the dragon chair with his chin, he was also startled.

This is not because in this legend, how the next lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty was extraordinary, but because this prince looked too ordinary!

It's really too general.

Ling Tian didn't expect it at all.

At this time, on the dragon chair, the prince did not wear a dragon robe, but a moon white uniform. He looked very young in his age, but he was twenty-three or four-year-old, a bit older than Ling Tian.

But the appearance is not heroic, nor handsome, but not ugly, and also has a faint, sickly feeling.

But Ling Tian was quite accurate in seeing people. He couldn't see any evil and arrogance in the eyes of the prince.

Therefore, this prince should be pretty good.

At least, Ling Tian looked very comfortable.

"Xintian Ling Tian, ​​pay homage to His Royal Highness!"

"..."

Stepping into the hall, everyone in Ling Tian saluted together.

"Well, get up, don't be polite."

The prince waved his hand, the expression on his face was a little sad, it seemed that he was not interested in these people in front of him.

Ling Tian and Li Qingcheng looked at each other, and secretly said that the prince did not look like a prince of a country at all.

In this way, it is more like the son next door, unable to give people oppressive power at all.

Moreover, Ling Tian also suddenly discovered that the prince's cultivation base was only the appearance of the late golden body, and even his vitality was not deep.

He looks like this, he doesn't seem to be as powerful as Bu Xuan Yin!

This prince is too weak, right?

Ling Tian was in his heart and couldn't believe that this was the Prince of Southern Tang Dynasty!

Before he thought about it, how could this prince be a prince with a nine-rank top martial soul, a superb power, and a very high cultivation base?

Moreover, even if the talent is not enough, then the Southern Tang Dynasty Royal Court definitely has the ability to accumulate the prince's cultivation base to a point where he can at least see the past?

But the prince today...

"His Royal Highness, you see that all three of them have arrived, so you don't have to worry about the imperial concubine..."

Cui Tuer sat next to the prince and said.

"Oh, too..."

However, the prince still looked absent-minded, looked at Ling Tian and the others, and asked, "What do you three do?"

The three of them looked at each other, but Li Ang smiled on his face and took the lead and said: "His Royal Highness, the little talent is relatively simple, but the piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy are a little familiar..."

"His Royal Highness, Chen Xiang can only dance..."

Cui Chenxiang pursed his lips.

In the end, only Ling Tian was left. The latter thought for a while, and also stepped forward, "His Royal Highness, Ling Tian played the music, and I barely went..."