Lanhuadis 48

Even though he hates the sun, Lanhuadis still respects the east.

The temple faces west and east, welcoming the first ray of sunshine.

The temple's guardian plant is a light purple vine that has existed for a long time and is spiritual. It is called the holy vine. Every winter, beautiful white flowers bloom on the vine.

When there was no king, the sacred vines would completely envelop the temple, hiding it in the dark woods, preventing anyone from entering. When a king was born, the vines would once again lift the temple, placing it high on the west side of the royal court.

Ning Ren fainted suddenly, and the temple opened suddenly.

After diagnosing that the king had exhausted his strength and fallen into a coma, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly settled the king in the temple.

Many of the things inside were used by Felix when he was a cub.

Kings have always stayed in the temple since they were born. No one has ever seen a situation like Ning Ren growing up outside for so many years and then suddenly becoming smaller.

For a moment, they didn't know what to do, so they could only temporarily place the king in the cradle used by previous kings.

Carlos had to rush home to get Ning Ren's daily necessities, spread out Ning Ren's usual quilt and blanket, tuck in the corners, and then come out to discuss matters with several old princes and dukes in the royal court.

Although they are called old princes, not all of them have seven stripes. Most of them have inherited titles. They only have five or six stripes. After living for a long time, they have been given a respectful title and are qualified to enter and leave the temple.

Old Prince Dodge said, "The Herbert family is extremely prosperous. Two generations of kings have come from your family."

Wendoline: "The king is the king of the tribe. You are too polite, old prince."

Old Prince Dodge just smiled and said nothing.

All members of the Herbert family are high-marked princes. Felix and Queen Hilary both died due to the Heavenly Crack and are respected by the entire family. Their family was already extremely prominent, and now the youngest son of Emperor Felix the Great is also a nine-marked prince.

As long as future generations do not lag behind, hundreds of years of prosperity will be achieved.

After a few pleasantries and compliments, they finally got down to business.

Carlos: "Xiao Qi... Although the king is in cub form, he already has the ability to judge right from wrong. The various central functions of the temple should be operated as soon as possible, and the three-day small audience and ten-day large audience should be established as soon as possible."

Carlos, who grew up with Felix, is very familiar with these procedures.

"That's natural. As for the 'King's Instructions', we should arrange an auspicious day for the king to read them out and put an end to the chaos in Lanhuadis."

The old princes had no intention of fooling around and acted seriously.

"Of course, the king's health is paramount. Once he's better, it won't be too late to read the King's Instructions. Wansenlin is on good terms with us, so we can give them advance notice."

Wen Duolin and others naturally agreed.

The Temple still needs to select people to take care of the king. In order to prevent the king from feeling uncomfortable, Nimansen, Wendolyn and others stayed and planned to wait until their brother woke up.

After the old prince left, Wendoline, Carlos and Xierting calmed down and stayed together for a long time without anyone speaking.

Carlos sighed, rubbed his brows, and showed worry: "Xiao Qi became the king, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

Wendoline pursed her lips.

Compared to the happiness of the clansmen and old princes, they were more worried.

King means responsibility, and his brothers and sisters want to see Xiaoqi live a happy and carefree life.

"Without Xiao Qi, we would have been reunited with our father, the king, and our mother, the queen, long ago. How could Xiao Qi, without anyone to rely on, be free from worries?"

Xierting said, "Even if he becomes king, he is still our younger brother. He only needs to sit on the throne, and we will take care of the rest for him."

Wen Duolin smiled and said, "That's what the fourth one said."

At least if she went to the Western Sea to ask for the blood of God, it would change from a personal matter to a matter for the entire clan, or even the entire Eastern Region.

Carlos's brow relaxed a little. "After all, Lan Huadis is now in the recovery phase after the crack in the sky. The royal court has returned to peace. It would be nice for Xiao Qi to be a simple and happy king."

Maybe it's because he dotes on his younger brothers more, and from just a few older brothers and sisters, he suddenly became the entire Lanhuadis.

Two and a half days have passed since this conversation.

Ning Ren had been lying in the cradle for two and a half days, but still showed no sign of waking up.

This made everyone in the royal court very anxious. They ran around outside the temple and greeted Wendolyn Carlos and the old princes who were able to enter and exit the temple.

"I heard that Wang's eggs were insufficient. This is the top-grade eggshell powder I collected. Let's replenish Wang's eggs."

"Top-grade warm crystal, used as a mattress for the king."

"How is the king doing? When will he formally summon us?"

"Oh, this is so awful! Why has the king to suffer so much? God have mercy on me..."

The old prince looked at his nose and his heart, "Everyone should go back and don't disturb the king's rest here. When the day of the audience comes, I will tell you together with Prince Wendoline."

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Ning Ren had no idea how anxious they were.

After the energy consumed was no longer enough to support Wang Wei, the Wang Wei that enveloped Lan Huadis gradually dissipated.

The king in the cradle was wrapped in a thin soft blanket. He yawned, stretched, and slowly woke up after the effect of the medicine wore off.

When he just woke up, he was still groggy and remembered that he seemed to have fainted on the platform. He was suddenly shocked.

"Tongtong, what happened after I fainted?"

The system coughed lightly and played him a clip of last night's video.

Ning Ren was stunned.

He watched as his elder sister pulled him out from under the pile of clothes, her expression trying to be serious as she held up the tiny figure of him like a tribute. The tribesmen below and the royal family in the air all saw it...

Ning Ren's face turned red, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

He suddenly covered his head and rolled around wildly in the cradle.

Ahhhhhh, so embarrassing.

He appeared so handsome, but he was only handsome for a short while. In public, he immediately turned into a child with no intimidation at all!

hateful.

He was such a powerful king in history, how could you think he had no face?

The arrogant Wang's feet were exposed at this moment, and his toes were shamefully scratching the air.

After all, he was only thirteen years old, at the age where he cared about his reputation. Even after becoming a king, he was still a little childish when he relaxed.

After rolling around for a while, Ning Ren finally calmed down.

It doesn't matter, there is still a chance to save it!

Except in front of his older brothers and sisters, he had to remain steady and dignified in front of other people. It would be best if he had a stern face like his stinky father and second brother to appear dignified.

He made up his mind, quickly threw back the quilt, and planned to get up calmly.

When I looked up, I saw several old faces with wrinkles from smiling.

The old princes and dukes, both men and women, who had been guarding here since who knows when, all had eyes full of love: "Hey, hey, hey, the king is so cute."

"Yeah yeah."

"Hey, look at those little feet, they're grabbing the air so powerfully."

"You're just too thin. You need to eat well, Wang."

Ning Ren: “…”

The young (cub) king had a blank expression on his face, but the villain in his heart was screaming and banging his head against the wall in shame and anger.

Even though he was wearing the familiar pajamas, he still silently wrapped himself in the small quilt, "Who are you? Where are my eldest sister and second brother?"

Old Prince Dodge explained, "The Temple's guards are still undergoing a rigorous selection process. We will take turns guarding your cradle while you sleep. This will allow us to notify the doctor if anything unexpected happens. Her Highness Wendolyn is out, and Her Highness Carlos is discussing your favorite foods and dietary restrictions with the Temple's chef."

Ning Ren looked around. The surrounding environment was unfamiliar. The decoration style was dominated by dark and gold colors, which was gorgeous, steady and grand.

He is now in a cradle, and next to the cradle is a very large bed.

As a king, he has to live here. This has been the traditional rule.

"Clear six rooms in the temple for my brothers and sisters."

Old Prince Dodge smiled and said, "Of course. You are the one who makes the decisions regarding the entire Lanhuadis."

Although it is not quite in line with the rules, special cases should be treated specially.

Wang is still young, in poor health, and has poor eyesight, so it is naturally better for him to stay close to his family.

But you can't hold your anger in, if you get sick it will be serious.

"Do you want to change?"

Ning Ren: "Yeah."

There was a small piece of clothing next to his pillow, which was obviously prepared by his second brother.

He tried to keep a straight face: "You all go out. I'll change and go eat." However, his soft voice was that of a cub, and even with a straight face, he was not as intimidating as a teenager.

Several princes and dukes bowed and left as instructed.

Before leaving, he was particularly worried, and the low conversation reached Ning Ren's ears:

"Alas, the king is blind, how can he dress?"

"I think Wang is very skilled at dressing himself. Carlos must have taught him that."

"Having been in the Carlos Third Army for so long, it's inevitable that he's cruel. It's a pity that the king is so young..."

The princes and dukes turned into old men and women as soon as they opened their mouths. They didn't dare to talk to Wendoline, who was even more brutal, so they secretly talked to Carlos.

Ning Ren: “…”

He couldn't help but said, "Tongtong, am I blind or do they have memory problems? I'm already thirteen years old!" He was almost thirteen, but still thirteen years old!

If you don’t know how to dress at this age, then what will happen to you?

The system chuckled.

Ning Ren said a few words, quickly put on his little clothes, spread his wings and flew away.

I felt dizzy shortly after spreading my wings before, and never really experienced what it felt like to fly on my own wings.

Ning Ren flew for a while out of curiosity, and finally got used to the feeling of flying being as easy as breathing.

There was a familiar warm power in the meridians of the body. Ning Ren knew it very well. It was mental power.

After spreading the wings, the spiritual power also awakens.

Ning Ren is from the royal family of Lanhuadis, and the spiritual talents of the people of Lanhuadis are very uniform.

They are all of the gold and devouring types.

He was certainly no exception. He was no longer a young kid with no experience in mental power, so he immediately condensed a ball of mental power.

Then he fell into deep thought over the three colors of spiritual power in his hands: silver, gold, and black.

Gold is the gold element and is very sharp. Black is devouring and dangerous and strange.

This silver...

Ning Ren reached out and touched it.

The whole body teleported five meters in an instant!

Ning Ren: “!!!”

It’s actually the space system!

Before he could feel surprised, this ball of mixed three-colored mental power became unstable due to imbalance.

One after another, thin golden rays flew out from his fingertips, and in an instant, countless precious jade artifacts and treasures around him were destroyed and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

It wasn't over yet. The black mental power flew out disobediently, chewing a small hole here and a small hole there.

The kid was shocked.

"The Devouring Aggression is quite strong!"

He hurriedly tried to control himself and covered his fingers that were forced to do something wrong.

But he could only control this one, and the other two mental powers were out of control again.

His mental power was flying around, and he himself was flying around too.

Ning Ren was extremely anxious. His mental strength was so unruly! These things looked very expensive!

He is the king, and what he is destroying now is his own property!

After most of his mental power was consumed, he pushed all of it back into his meridians and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

…

Carlos watched as the cook prepared the food and came to call his brother to eat, then walked to the door of the bedroom.

"Is Xiaoqi awake?"

"The king is awake and changing his clothes. There are noises inside."

I leaned against the door and listened, the clanging sounds inside were so obvious.

Carlos: "Is there no one guarding inside?"

"The king let us out."

Carlos frowned, knocked twice but no one answered, so he pushed the door open and went in.

The old princes and dukes who were waiting outside were worried and followed him in.

The old prince: "King, you..."

A mess came into view, and there was a young king carrying the mess.

Ning Ren turned his head in a panic and looked at them. He subconsciously kicked the cut half of the golden wine glass into the corner, put his hands behind his back, and pretended nothing had happened.

He flew over: "Second brother, I'm dressed."

Click!

The kicked wine glass hit the last surviving vase next to it. The vase swayed and rolled to the table leg and broke.

Princes and Dukes: "..."

Carlos: “…”

The words got stuck in his throat. Even though they could feel the residual chaotic mental energy and knew that this scene was not normal, the old prince still put on a bright smile.

"Wang, how about exercising before meals?"