A monk who looked slightly plump and had a lazy air about him walked down from the cloud chariot.
He was wearing an elegant brocade robe with ink-and-wash landscape patterns on the robe, as if he was wearing the entire magnificent scenery of the world of immortal cultivation on his body.
The collar of the robe was slightly open, revealing the delicate purple-gold embroidery underneath. It was lifelike hair, and to Chen Shiyan it looked like a lion's mane. It should be the totem of the Purple Flame Blood Lion.
Around her waist was a belt inlaid with smooth jade, and above the belt hung a small lion-shaped jade pendant, faintly emitting spiritual fluctuations.
The Ninth Prince didn't take care of his hair too much. He just casually tied up part of it with a simple jade hairpin. The rest of his hair fell like a waterfall, dancing in the wind, adding a bit of unruly and free and easy style.
On her wrists, she wore several bracelets made of gold, stone, jade or wood. From time to time, golden runes appeared around the bracelets, surrounding them.
On her finger, she wore a ring with an ancient lion head pattern. It should be a storage ring that was far more powerful than a storage bag, and contained a magic weapon with a small space.
Chen Shiyan thought that there must be wealth and resources here that would drive most people crazy, except for himself.
The most eye-catching thing is the monster in the Ninth Prince's hand, which is not sure whether it is a cat or a lion. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a spirit beast.
Its fur was the color of flame, and its eyes glowed like blood-red gemstones.
Lying lazily in the Ninth Prince's arms, she squinted her eyes comfortably and accepted the caress of her master.
Chen Shiyan only saw eight words.
Royal nobles, adorned with jewels.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince is respectfully welcomed to the Huang family. This is the Huang family's supreme honor, just like the stars, the sun, and the moon, making our humble home sparkle with brilliance..."
"Alright, alright, stop saying these flattering words. I just have nothing to do today. I heard that there is a happy event in your Huang Tongzhi's family, so I came to see you. Don't worry about me, just do your own things."
It was mentioned in the Inspector's daily report that the Huang family's young daughter was getting married again, which aroused his interest, so he thought of coming to take a look.
He knew that Huang Yunling of the Huang family practiced magic skills, and he even knew the name of the skill, "Jiangchun Duoyuan Gong", and the origin of the skill.
I also know that the previous fellow Taoists have turned to ashes.
You may ask, if they knew why they didn't arrest the man, then it must be because of the national conditions of the Purple Lion Dynasty.
Evil cultivation and blood-path demon cultivation are strictly prohibited here, and the rest will not be reported by the people and will not be investigated by the officials.
For the rulers, there is no distinction between good and evil, the only thing is whether you are a threat to me.
The Ninth Prince was curious about what kind of cultivator could decide to become a Taoist couple with Huang Yunling even though the secret was almost open to the public.
It is said that he has quite good talent, and is one of the best even in large sects or even immortal sects.
Led by the eunuch at the peak of the Golden Core stage, everyone followed the Ninth Prince back to the Huang family compound.
The arrival of the Ninth Prince really brought honor to the Huang family.
After a while, the Lord of the Mansion, another Tongzhi, the criminal officer, the clerk and other colleagues of the Huang family came to the courtyard.
Even those who usually had some conflicts with each other had smiles on their faces, and some even blamed the head of the Huang family for not informing his colleagues of such a happy event.
Chen Shiyan watched this scene.
I feel deeply moved. Who says that this world of cultivating immortals is all about fighting and killing?
This yard is full of human relationships.
Like puppets, they follow local customs on the stage, listen to instructions and complete various rituals.
Occasionally his eyes would fall on Fan Chixiu, and there would be some light in his eyes.
It must be said that the Taoist companion next to me is far inferior to Fan Chixiu.
I can only say that I missed it, so just enjoy it.
What else can I do?
Today, Fan Chixiu is quite dignified and has a noble temperament.
The only thing that made him feel a little regretful was that his attire was not quite up to standard.
If it were him, just wearing a cheongsam suit would definitely shock the whole audience.
After a set of procedures, the two "newlyweds" in wedding dresses and the Huang family's Taoist partner came to the main table to toast the Ninth Prince.
The first to toast were Patriarch Huang and Fan Chixiu.
Fan Chixiu raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
At that moment, a drop of spirit wine slid down the corner of his mouth.
After drinking, Chen Shiyan withdrew his gaze and met another pair of eyes.
It was the Ninth Prince.
He also tilted his head and looked away, just as their eyes met in the air.
Chen Shiyan smiled, he understood that look too well, his eyes were clear, without any evil intent, just pure appreciation.
In his mind, he defined the Ninth Prince as "an old pervert!"
There was surprise in the Ninth Prince's eyes at first, and then a look that said, I understand.
"To the Ninth Prince."
"I pay my respects to the Ninth Prince."
Chen Shiyan and Huang Yunling came forward to toast.
The ninth prince was quite considerate and sipped his drink along.
Huang Yunling, Huang Shangshan and Fan Chixiu were very happy.
It seemed as if Huang Yunling attracted the Ninth Prince.
"You are very interesting." The Ninth Prince said to Chen Shiyan.
This was beyond everyone's expectations, including Chen Shiyan himself.
Before, the best treatment anyone could get from toasting the Ninth Prince was just a nod and a sip of wine.
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness the Ninth Prince."
"I'm looking forward to your performance at the Huang family."
This time, Chen Shiyan couldn't do anything about it.
For a moment, he even wondered if he knew he was a clone.
They all wanted to recite the sword techniques, but Zi Dian Ben Lei ran away.
Later I thought it was impossible, this was a golden finger bestowed by heaven and earth, and it had also gone through many tests, it was impossible for it to be discovered.
He forced a smile on his face.
The Huang family members can’t be dealt with anymore, so what should we do about them?
Has the story about Huang Yunling practicing the magic chain technique and the eight foundation-building monks been revealed?
Or does the Ninth Prince have some relationship with this son-in-law?
Otherwise, why didn’t the first eight show up, but came this time?
Otherwise, why would I talk to him alone?
A word or even an action from a superior can always arouse people's endless imagination.
He just saw the look in Chen Shiyan's eyes and felt that this guy was definitely a fellow traveler. Otherwise, in such an occasion, among the people at the table, only the two of them could see the key at a glance.
Just thinking about some of my own experiences, I feel that something big might happen to the Huang family in the future.
So I made a teasing remark.
"Then please wait and see, Your Highness." Chen Shiyan gave a universal reply.
The Ninth Prince was surprised for a moment, then nodded.
He stood up and said with a smile, "Interesting, interesting." Then he led everyone away from the banquet.
"My dear son-in-law, the Ninth Prince..."
"Well, I think I can display my talents in the Huang family."
Patriarch Huang had a look of disbelief on his face.
......
The ninth prince returned to his own mansion.
Standing on the high platform, he waved away the guards around him.
Looking towards the direction of the imperial city.
"I wonder if you are living well in the cold palace of the imperial city."
"I met an interesting person today."
"Will you end up like me?"
"He looks so confident. The taboos he will break in the future will be much bigger than what I did back then."
Patted the Red Flame Lion beside him.
"You said that my father sent me here just because I looked at the Heavenly Concubine a few more times. Is there any deeper meaning behind this?"
“Awoo, awoo.”
"Do you think so too? Hahaha, I think so too."
Then his expression suddenly changed, looking cold and resentful.
"But why me? Why me!?"
"I am far away from the court and the imperial city. What can I use to compete with my brothers?"
"Aoaoao~" The third-order Red Flame Lion was strangled and its original form was revealed.
Under the moonlight, on this high platform.
A shirtless, bare-chested, red-eyed man pinched the Red Flame Lion's neck with his big, spiritual hands, causing it to stick its tongue out.
There were cries of grief in the night sky.
The mournful cry seemed to call back the Ninth Prince.
My eyes regained clarity.
The Red Flame Lion also shrank its body again and trembled in the arms of the Ninth Prince.
"I'm sorry, Chiyan. I just lost my temper with you again."
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