From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 7 Royal Girl (recommendation ticket requested)
The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn waters gurgle day by day.

in the blink of an eye.

Another month slipped away from his fingertips without a trace.

Unknowingly, the fall of this year has come.

These days, Jiang Zirou originally thought that the third prince came here just by chance.

But what she didn't expect was.

In the past short month, the third prince actually came to the Sutra Pavilion seven or eight times.

Fortunately, every time the third prince came, he would bring Jiang Zirou some pastries and snacks carefully prepared by the chef in the palace.

In this way, Jiang Zirou didn't feel that his blood brother disturbed his practice.

This afternoon.

In the Sutra Pavilion, a little guest whom he hadn't seen for a long time reappeared in Jiang Zirou's sight.

"Sister, do you know how children come here?"

The Seventh Emperor's grandson is three years younger than Jiang Zirou.

But he was a whole head shorter than her.

It looked like a small one, with its fleshy head raised, stood in front of Jiang Zirou, looking at her intently.

"How did the child come here...why do you ask this?"

Jiang Zirou couldn't help but want to pinch his cheek.

But it suddenly occurred to him that this place was in the palace, surrounded by guards.

He could only put his little hand in front of his lips without any trace, and coughed lightly twice.

"Aye said that my mother is going to give me another brother or sister..."

"Well, it would be nice to have a younger brother, so that we can go to horse racing and cuju together in the future... By the way, sister, can you play cuju?"

Before Jiang Zirou could answer.

The little fat man fiddled with his fingers and said to himself.

Jiang Zirou shook his head.

Showing that a majestic grand master doesn't bother to play football with little brats like you.

But where did the children come from...

Jiang Zirou thought for a while, pursed her lips, and replied in a serious tone.

"Where do babies come from? I know for sure! In the middle of the night, a big bird will bring the baby and put it in the mother's belly."

"Where did the big bird come from? How does it transport babies?"

"You have to ask you, Aye, about this matter."

Jiang Zirou sighed.

I wonder why the little kid has so many weird questions.

Hearing Jiang Zirou's answer.

The Seventh Emperor's grandson nodded half-understood, and after pulling his fingers for a while, he put on his hat and waved goodbye to Jiang Zirou.

Led by the guards around him, he left towards the depths of the palace.

……

A few days later.

Surrounded by the guards, eunuchs, and maids, the familiar golden nanmu carriage came to the scripture storage pavilion again.

As usual, the third prince stayed in the Sutra Pavilion for the whole morning.

"The Atlas of Demons"

When it was almost noon, Jiang Zirou handed him the ancient book that the third prince was looking for.

The third prince picked it up carefully.

After turning over two pages, I put it down gently.

"Jiang Zirou... Do you think monsters really exist in this world?"

The third prince's fair and handsome face was full of fatigue.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"Since there are martial arts experts like Grand Masters who can't be figured out by common sense in the world, it is not impossible for creatures like monsters to exist."

If it was a month ago.

Jiang Zirou would definitely not answer this kind of question that was beyond his duty.

but.

In the past month or so, he got along with his nominal elder brother a lot.

On some issues, Jiang Zirou will also try to give some of his own insights and opinions.

It has the accumulation of previous lives and extensive reading in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the past few years.

on many issues.

The angle Jiang Zirou analyzed the problem and the conclusions he drew could make the future emperor's eyes shine.

"Well, is it?"

The third prince nodded.

Then he took off the jade bracelet from his hand and put it in Jiang Zirou's hand.

"This jade bracelet was given to me by my father, and I will give it to you today as a token of the royal family. With this bracelet on your body, no one will dare to disrespect you when you walk in the palace."

"Ok?"

Jiang Zirou was about to decline.

The third prince had already grabbed her right hand, and gently placed the bracelet on her wrist.

"Look, it's very suitable."

"By the way, I will go to the back mountain to worship the ancestors in three days. If you have time then, come with me."

……

three days later.

Jiang Zirou and the third prince came to the back mountain of the imperial capital in a carriage.

After the fresh rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn.

Although it is autumn, the scenery of the back mountain is still very good.

The trees are shady, and the small bridges and flowing water are ding-dong.

There is a fresh and natural smell in the air.

Because the third prince is not yet the emperor.

Therefore, this sacrifice can only be said to be a private event, the scale is not large, and not many people know about it.

The two trekked all the way, only a few eunuchs and guards followed.

to the top of the hill.

A huge palace appeared in front of the two of them.

Surrounded by strange rocks, all kinds of weapons are soaked in the clear pool water, and a layer of dark red like blood is condensed on the flickering blade.

come here.

A pressure appeared out of nowhere on the surrounding people, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot.

Some of the little eunuchs who served on the left and right trembled even more.

"Sister, do you know who is buried in this palace?"

"Hehe, this is the first time I've called you sister. If you don't mind, we can call you brother and sister in private."

Jiang Zirou was taken aback.

The gaze towards the third prince softened a bit, but he didn't call him elder brother.

Although he had already guessed in his heart, he still shook his head.

"do not know."

"The emperor's uncle is buried here."

"Old prince... isn't he in retreat?"

Jiang Zirou never imagined that the old prince who was known as the number one in the world and the god of war in Zhongzhou had passed away.

"maybe."

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(End of this chapter)