In the next morning court, Song Jinxiu was in high spirits and practiced a set of boxing in the imperial garden.
After breaking through the Chain Qi Stage, all her senses became more sensitive.
She was like an elf among flowers, her movements were smooth and flowing. Wherever her fists passed, waves of air surged, and petals danced with the waves, slowly forming a colorful dragon that flew around her.
In a corner of the garden, the Third Prince was lying in a wheelchair basking in the sun, and he said to the Prince who was also sitting in a wheelchair: "You are not his match. If she hadn't rescued you, you and I would have died long ago."
The prince's eyes were deep.
The third prince, Lakula, was wearing a fox fur coat, and his handsome face was pale and bloodless.
He said: "Seventh brother was involved in the matter before she returned to Beijing..."
The prince looked ahead and said, "I know, I am unwilling to live like this."
The third prince covered his mouth to suppress the discomfort in his lungs, and squinted his eyes as if he was half asleep.
After a while, he seemed to be mumbling in a dream, "When I was six years old, I overheard my grandmother say that our royal family was cursed."
Prince 눁: "I know."
The third prince opened his eyes suddenly, in disbelief, "You know?"
This matter has been weighing on his mind for so many years, and he has heard some of it secretly. He only knows that the Saint Girl of the Cui Family helped the royal family to transfer luck and killed many people. Don't just know nothing.
"How much do you know?"
The prince did not even look at him, but stared at the girl surrounded by flowers.
"It is said that the transfer requires human sacrifice, and there was a pregnant woman among them. Before she died, she cursed our Liu family to have no descendants."
The third prince was stunned, and then said: "It really is due to this curse. They actually used pregnant women as sacrifices, but you know a lot."
The prince did not comment, and continued, "I accidentally got a book, which said that there is a kind of sacrifice that is not to change luck, but to seize luck."
He used his hand to block the sunlight for a moment. "The book says that taking away other people's luck can nourish your own soul, and the royal luck is the best tonic."
"What book? Can I take a look?" Song Jinxiu suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
The Third Prince and the Prince looked at each other.
Is this person a ghost?
He was practicing boxing just now, and in the blink of an eye, his martial arts skills are already in front of him?
And eavesdropped on their conversations.
Song Jinxiu: I have good hearing, is there any need for me to eavesdrop?
"Prince, can I take a look at this book?"
The prince glanced at Song Jinxiu. This woman was becoming more and more imposing, and he actually felt that he couldn't look directly at her.
The prince lowered his head in shock, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Yes, but I have a condition."
Song Jinxiu, "Speak."
The prince lowered his eyelids, "I want to be the princess's concubine."
"Puff, cough, cough, cough." The Third Prince covered his chest and looked at the Prince in surprise.
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a name, too."
Song Jinxiu: ...
The prince said, "Now, our status in the palace is very embarrassing. If you can take us as concubines, it will be a way for us to survive."
Song Jinxiu frowned, "Why are you embarrassed? Will marrying me cure your illness? I'm not a medicine, how can I survive?"
The third prince said, "After all, our bodies are like this, it's just a title, and cousin Su Mo won't mind."
Song Jinxiu looked at the prince steadily.
"It is against ethics for a brother to marry his sister. Don't you think it is embarrassing?
"Don't mention this matter again."
"As for survival, I can give you nutritional pills and detoxification pills, and you can all take them. It's your own bodies that can't bear them. What can I do?"
Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like a thread being pulled. Living in the palace, the imperial doctors can take care of you more conveniently. Even if you want to set up a residence in the palace, that's fine.
You are His Majesty's biological blood and should be honored as princes. Who dares to do anything to you? How can we talk about giving them a way to survive?
Or are you afraid that I can't tolerate them?
Let it go, I can accommodate it. ”
Prince 눁: ...
The Third Prince: ...
"Also, don't do anything that's not worthy of being shown on the stage. Zhang Weizhi is from Qin, right?
Tell Qin Xiao, I don’t care who he is, as long as he has the ability to benefit the people of Cangwu, I can tolerate it, but if he goes too far…”
Song Jinxiu had a cold face.
Qin Yu was in charge of Su Mo's idea, and Jun Jun had just received the news.
Song Jinxiu looked at the two of them. "I didn't want to take the throne. It was decided by my father for the sake of the country of Cangwu.
Since your majesty has given it to me, you two should forget about it. As you just said, someone is trying to steal the royal destiny. You two can't bear it. ”
The prince bowed his head and said nothing.
The Third Prince looked at Song Jinxiu with horror: "You knew that too?"
Song Jinxiu: I don't know, I've just been in a state of panic recently, and I'm guessing based on your conversation.
Song Jinxiu waved her hand, "An Yi, send His Highness back to find the book."
After Song Jinxiu finished speaking, she turned and left.
The health of these two people is really terrible. It's good enough that they are alive. Why do they want to do it? Be the crown prince? Do you think your life is too long?
The expression on the prince's face was completely uncontrollable. The woman moved like a ghost, but unexpectedly this An Yi also seemed to appear out of thin air.
The Third Prince pointed at An Yi and asked, "Where were you hiding just now? How did you suddenly show up?"
Dark side expressionless: I won’t tell you.
Since Song Jinxiu moved into the East Palace, the Thirty-Six Guards began to work in three shifts again.
However, they did not go somewhere else to rest, but collectively built a row of houses in the space. I can eat and live here, and when I have free time, I can help the master grow herbs. No matter what happens, they can find it immediately.
For example, just now.
What An Yi took back was a beast skin book with only three words on it: "Soul Cultivation Technique"
She roughly flipped through it and summarized it, saying that the soul was damaged and could be nourished in two ways. External objects and the seizure of fortune.
External objects mean taking advantage of the soul-nourishing wood, nourishing the soul, etc., and seizing luck means seizing people's luck, and the royal luck is the best.
"Junjun, what is this soul-raising technique? Is it the thing from the immortal cultivation world that you mentioned?"
Junjun nodded, "Where did he get this book?"
Song Jinxiu pointed at a few small words on the cover of the book: "Cui..."
Junjun sat down on the book, "It's the Saintess of the Cui family again. This person's ghost is still lingering after her death."
It propped up its cheek with its paw, "Master, do you think she also traveled through time from the world of immortal cultivation, and her soul was damaged as a result?"
Song Jinxiu looked at it, "Are you saying that she is just like me back then?"
Junjun nodded, "Yes, the master's soul is almost collapsed, but fortunately, the master has me, Baoya, and Shui Ling'er.
Baoya is Bodhi Jianmu, the best tree for nourishing the soul, and my inner elixir is the same, so my master is able to come back to life. ”
Song Jinxiu frowned: "Then what about the soul of the Cui family saint?"
Junjun suddenly jumped off the animal skin book and opened it, only to see that the sentence "The royal family has the best luck" was highlighted with a red pen.
Junjun smacked her lips and said, "Master, if we don't want to be the Crown Princess anymore, let's go back to Songjia Village and farm!"
Can I go back?
Are we really going to watch the Cangwu royal family fall and the people suffer?
No wonder I've been in a panic since I became the crown prince.
Song Jinxiu was annoyed and asked, "How to crack it?"
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