My system is three thousand years ahead of schedule

In the main hall.

In the center stood an elegant man, over thirty years old, wearing a blue silk national scholar's shirt with a belt around his waist, green satin felt-soled official boots, and a red and green silk coat.

His face was like white jade, his appearance was majestic, and his black eyes were as deep as an ancient well. He said nothing, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a sense of coldness.

This person has obviously been in a high position for a long time. Just standing there without doing anything exudes the aura of a superior person that is difficult to conceal.

Cheng Guang looked at the person standing in the hall, and that person's name came to mind.

Cheng Zhihai.

When Cheng Zhihai saw Cheng Guang appear, his eyes softened slightly, and the ice on his face melted away, revealing a look of love.

"You brat, what nonsense have you done recently? I heard from your mother that you were involved in Wu Ling becoming the crown prince."

When Cheng Guang saw this, he just curled his lips and asked without answering, "Why are you back so early?"

Cheng Zhihai's tone was slightly stagnant. He originally wanted to remind Cheng Guang, telling him that he should not openly support Wu Ling and help the emperor make her the crown prince, but he did not expect that Cheng Guang would first ask him why he came back so early.

Cheng Zhihai shook his head with a smile, already used to Cheng Guang's attitude of not wanting to see him.

"I have a new prescription this time. I have recovered a lot of elixirs from the secret realm outside. I should be able to cure your original damage this time..."

"no need."

Cheng Guang refused without waiting for Cheng Zhihai to finish.

"Oh, Guang'er, my father knows that the process of treating the injury is very painful, but you don't want to be trapped in the house for the rest of your life, right? Or, don't you still want your father to protect you for the rest of your life?"

Cheng Zhihai persuaded him earnestly. At this time, he did not have the majesty of a superior, but instead looked like a nagging old father.

Cheng Guang raised his eyebrows, and the impatience on his face became more obvious, "So what? Can't you protect me for the rest of your life?"

The prince's attitude towards Cheng Zhihai has always been like this.

The prince has been tortured at the hands of Cheng Zhihai since he was a child. Although he was doing it for his own good and treating his injuries, his childhood still left an indelible shadow on him.

So much so that even after he grew up, the prince didn't have a good attitude towards Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai didn't expect that Cheng Guang would say such useless words. He froze in embarrassment and said at a loss:

"Of course there is no problem for my father to protect you for the rest of his life, but the man has ambitions in all directions, and you are still our only heir to the Zhenguo Palace. How can you convince the public if you stay in the palace all the time..."

Cheng Guang didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

The young man's spirit and domineering temper are perfectly interpreted.

Cheng Guang admired himself a little at this time. He didn't expect that his acting skills had improved to such a great extent during this period of time.

Cheng Zhihai knew Cheng Guang's temperament and had a problem with him. He never had a good look towards him, but after all, he was his own son, so Cheng Zhihai was relatively tolerant of Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang's injury was, after all, a worry for him.

If he hadn't wanted to marry the Wu family in the first place, Cheng Guang wouldn't have been tortured and stripped of his bloodline just after birth because of his royal bloodline.

If a child from an ordinary family suffered something like this, his life might not be saved.

But in Zhenguo Palace, there is no problem in saving one's life, but the impact of being stripped of one's bloodline cannot be completely eliminated.

Not only is he unable to practice the spiritual path, but his talent for martial arts is extremely limited, and he may have to be a mortal for the rest of his life.

With no other option, he came up with the idea of ​​taking the blood of other royal blood children and forcibly integrating it into Cheng Guang's body.

In this way, he will be able to practice the spiritual path.

But after all, they still underestimated the rules of heaven and earth and the hegemony of the royal bloodline.

Apart from being born with royal blood, it is basically impossible to forcibly merge with other people's royal blood.

Even though Cheng Zhihai had consumed countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the past few decades in an attempt to suppress the blood rejection in Cheng Guang's body, it still had no effect. He could only barely maintain a balance and prevent the foreign royal blood from getting out of control.

After thinking for a long time, Cheng Zhihai just sighed guiltily.

"Guang'er, please let me try again this time. If it doesn't work this time, I will think of other ways and won't continue to disturb you so frequently, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in Cheng Zhihai's majestic eyes.

This made Cheng Guangdu feel nervous.

Cheng Zhihai, a big man who was able to influence the outside world and was above tens of millions of people, was selfless and commanded the lamp holder, a man who had caused countless bloody storms. At this moment, he showed some pleading to his son.

Such a humble appearance was not only incredible to Cheng Guang, but it would be even more incredible if the outside world knew about it.

Cheng Zhihai's love for the prince far exceeded Cheng Guang's imagination.

However, this is not surprising.

In the future, Cheng Zhihai was even willing to sacrifice his own life in order to heal the prince's injuries and completely suppress the rejection of his royal blood.

At the cost of his own life, the prince was able to start the path of spiritual practice and enter the world.

Cheng Guang originally thought he wouldn't care, but his mood at this time was more complicated than he imagined.

If Cheng Zhihai discovers that he is a substitute and even wants to occupy the magpie's nest, he is afraid that the end will be worse than death.

But if he is not discovered, having such a pampering father and mother who pampers him to the extreme is not an ordinary happiness.

Cheng Guang could no longer look back now, so he could only bite the bullet and continue this road to the end.

After completely replacing the crown prince, it is not impossible for him to truly regard Wu Yuemei and Cheng Zhihai as his parents.

Cheng Guang suppressed the slightly complicated thoughts in his heart, and then shook his head slightly.

"No need."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Zhihai's brows furrowed completely, his majestic eyes dimmed a little, and he looked a little tangled. He wanted to continue to persuade Cheng Guang, but Cheng Guang spoke again.

"The injuries on my body seem to be healed."

As soon as the words fell, it was like a bolt of thunder exploding in my heart!

Cheng Zhihai suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened slightly, and a terrifying pressure filled the air, but he quickly took it back.

He looked at Cheng Guang in disbelief.

"Guang'er, what did you say!?"

The young man's back was straight, his eyes were calm, he was looking at him, and he spoke slowly.

"I said, my injury seems to be healed."

Cheng Zhihai thought Cheng Guang was talking nonsense, but he quickly reached out with one hand and pulled Cheng Guang in front of him. Then he thrust his energy in and began to carefully explore Cheng Guang's body.

The vitality flowed through Cheng Guang's body, like a warm stream of water flowing through his meridians, without giving him any discomfort.

Cheng Zhihai controlled the force perfectly and did not hurt Cheng Guang in the slightest. At the same time, he could clearly detect the condition inside Cheng Guang's body in an instant.

When the situation inside Cheng Guang's body was clearly explored, Cheng Zhihai was stunned for a moment.