Dressed as the little prince of the love growing game

Of course, Meng Yueqiu was not afraid or wanted to explain, he just felt sorry for Ymir.

Judging from the temptation just now, Biqier is a complete idiot, he can't even react to using magic, let alone feel the fluctuation of magic power.He is not good at magic, so he naturally doesn't know what kind of pain he will suffer if he is forcibly instilled with magic power.

Learning magic is a cyclical and gradual process. Powerful magic power needs to be physically strong and mentally strong to be stored.

If there is no such process, then the body of the person who is forcibly instilled with magic power may be squeezed inch by inch by the magic power, and even the spirit will admit great pain.

If the will is not firm, I am afraid that he will go crazy early.

Now Ymir seems to be able to use magic freely.

Does it mean that he was instilled with magic power when he was very young?

The mother died, and the father returned early with his mistress and a child not much younger than him.After that, for the sake of the safety of the so-called Sifei Empire, he forcibly raised his ability.What if Ymir can't bear it?

Just thinking about it, Meng Yueqiu subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

What qualifications does Biqier have to say that Ymir is a monster.Obviously they are all under the protection of Ymir.

Biting his lip and running to Ymir's room, Meng Yueqiu carefully knocked on the door.No one answered inside, Meng Yueqiu ran to the study again, still no one.Hearing the voice, the maid stepped forward and said: "Your Highness Ymir hasn't come back today, you go to rest first, and I will notify you when His Highness comes back."

Ymir hasn't come back yet?

Meng Yueqiu was stunned.Is he so busy these two days?If so, still take the time to guide yourself to practice?Meng Yueqiu was filled with guilt, and after reminding the maid that he must inform himself, he went back to the room.

His room was right next to Ymir, and it was furnished by Ymir himself. The various supplies were similar to those of Ymir, exquisite, low-key and restrained.

Meng Yueqiu poured a glass of water from the cup, took a sip, and then sat back on the bed, thinking carefully about Biqier's words today.

Apparently, in addition to shutting things down in the royal city, Horace and the others forcibly increased Ymir's cultivation progress.Perhaps without their step, Ymir could do this and become a great magister in the future, but Horace accelerated the pace.

Is this approach mass-producible?

It shouldn't be.This method is too deformed. How can there be so many strong-willed geniuses, and how can there be so many magicians who instill magic power.Ymir's daring to confront Horace in the open indicates that the combat power around Horace is at least within his controllable range.

Even people who don't know the Holy See are like this.

But it's not like either.

Ymir said that the situation in the Holy See is different from him.

Perhaps the Holy See's unique approach?

After all, when it comes to the Holy See, there will always be some nagging plots, and it is inevitable that they have their own secrets.

But no matter which one, it is impossible for Biqier to say that the world is the world's pie. If this is the case, it seems that Horace loves his idiot son, so why not let Biqier do it.

Thinking about it, Meng Yueqiu felt sleepy unconsciously.This drowsiness hit quickly, Meng Yueqiu didn't think much, stepped off his shoes, and planned to take a nap under the quilt.

I hope Ymir will come back after waking up.

Meng Yueqiu fell into a deep sleep.After a while, there was a "click" sound of keys outside the door, and the maid who had talked to Meng Yueqiu before came in.Behind him were two tall men.

Seeing Meng Yueqiu fell asleep, the maid breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly said: "Leave quickly, His Royal Highness Ymir will be back after a while."

Those two people also knew the seriousness, so they didn't dare to say more, quickly found a bag to pack Meng Yueqiu, and then quickly slipped out as a delivery, but the two didn't go outside the castle, but turned around and carried Meng Yueqiu Qiu went to Biqier's room.

Because his mother was loved by Horace, and Beecher himself was the king's favorite son, his room was close to the old king's, which he often boasted about.The two went all the way to the room, and quickly knocked on Biqier's door.

Besides him, there was an old mage with a white beard inside. When he saw the big bag filled with people, he couldn't help frowning: "What is this?" Biqier smiled mysteriously, and untied the rope on the bag. .

The black-haired boy was sleeping deeply, and the small half of his cheek that was exposed was extremely delicate.

This rare hair color, the old mage understood after a little thought, and his expression changed drastically: "You actually tied up that boy named Meng Yueqiu."

"Teacher, what are you in a hurry for?" Biqier waved his hands indifferently, "It's just an adopted son, even if something goes wrong, can His Majesty still blame me?"

The old mage was not as optimistic as him: "You clearly know that it is not His Majesty who cares about this young man, but the eldest prince." Thinking of Ymir's powerful spells, the old mage himself had lingering fears.The great magister is a place that mages study all their lives, but they can't reach it.

It's a pity that Biqier doesn't know this. He is too weak. He is only a high-level magician relying on royal resources, and he is not a strong opponent among high-level magicians.

Because of incompetence, it is also short-sighted.The old mage didn't say anything.After all, Biqier is still his employer now.

But just hearing his praise, Biqier couldn't help but darken his face: "I know, so what, when this boy is handed over, I will still be afraid that he will not succeed in Ymir?"

He stretched out his hand and clenched Meng Yueqiu's chin and looked left and right, the strength left a red mark on that fair chin, even the sleeping Meng Yueqiu couldn't help frowning, but Biqier wasn't worried at all. he will wake up.

This was a potion that he had spent a lot of effort to get. The person had to drink water at the same time and smell the smell to take effect.Just one kind really can't find the problem at all.But once it succeeds, the person who has taken the potion will sleep for a long time, and will not wake up no matter what happens in the middle.

The old mage didn't know what he was thinking, and asked tentatively, "Why are you not afraid of Your Highness Ymir after you have this young man?" If the magister dealt with them just by moving his fingers or threatening them, he would probably be killed before he finished speaking.

"Of course someone has taken a fancy to him." Biqier patted Meng Yueqiu's cheek, sighed, "But he is indeed quite handsome, if it wasn't for that distinguished guest, I would have been tempted. "

The old mage was shocked.Distinguished guest, who is it?Someone in the Holy See?Or is it that some great magister has come to Sitaia City, but they don't know it?Does the king know about this?

The old mage didn't expect that Biqier, who usually doesn't think about it and looks like a mad dog, is secretly planning something for himself.I'm afraid that even the king and the eldest prince don't know that this inconspicuous Biqier in their eyes also has his own schemes.

Even the old mage didn't know what Biqier was going to do.But the other party took him to meet someone.No one knows that there is actually a secret passage under the city of Sitaia.When the old mage was led all the way out from under the castle, he was still in a daze.

Did Horace even tell his second son such a thing?

Seeing his fuss, Biqier sneered.

"Are you so surprised? I said a long time ago that I am the future king of the Sifei Empire. What Ymir is just my stepping stone." He said triumphantly.

The old mage didn't think so.Horace really dotes on Biqier, but if his second son is in charge of everything, Biqier will not seek foreign aid.

I don't know the identity of the foreign aid.

Following Biqier to a residence on the edge of the royal family, the old mage saw him knock on the door, and then a man in a cloak came out from inside.

Seeing Biqier, the other side was not surprised, but raised his chin and said with a little arrogance: "Master Uriel is inside, please come in."

This haughty look, Biqier can bear it unexpectedly.

The old mage looked at Biqier's face curiously, and found that his drooping face was very angry as expected, but for some unknown reason, Biqier just curled his lips, and quickly endured it.

This is strange.This His Highness grew up favored and looked down on this and that, but his status also has the capital to make him look down on others. When did he actually learn to be patient.

Did Biqier grow up, or did he not offend the people in front of him?

With such doubts in mind, the old mage and Biqier entered the yard together.After entering, he realized that this ordinary-looking courtyard is actually not simple.

There is a person guarding every ten steps, and whenever there is a sound, those people will look over vigilantly.Clearly well trained and extremely sharp.

The old mage was a little shocked.

When did this group of people appear here, Wang Cheng had no news at all.And how did Prince Biqier catch up with them?These sudden information filled the old mage's heart in a mess, and he always felt that the royal city was about to change.

With confused thoughts, a group of people entered the house.The people in the house were gathering together, they heard the sound and looked outside.This group of people is handsome and beautiful, but the old mage has a creepy feeling when he meets them.

One of the tall men came up with a wine glass in his hand and smiled: "Biqier, our friend, what did you bring us this time?"

The old mage glanced at his wine glass from the corner of his eye, feeling horrified.

It wasn't wine at all, but a glass of bright red blood.

Seemingly noticing the gaze of the old mage, the man shook his glass and said leisurely, "It seems to scare your people, don't worry, it's just a glass of tomato juice." After that, he picked up the glass and drank it down.Two drops of red liquid spread at the corner of his mouth, and the man stretched out his scarlet tongue to clean it up.

The old mage believed every word, laughed dryly, and lowered his head.

Seeking skins from tigers, Prince Biqier is really daring.

But Biqier didn't know the old mage's worries. He asked someone to bring Meng Yueqiu up, patted the bag and said, "I brought the goods here, and they are for Master Wulier."

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows with interest, as if he was curious about what could attract Uriel's attention, so he leaned forward and asked, "Can I have a look?"