MTL - City Exchange Life Club-Chapter 232 : Concubine Shu, night, blood, joy (…

As we all know,

Zhao Yan is not interested in other people's wives.

He didn't want to serve women.

I just want to serve men.

Rather than approaching Concubine Shu, I wanted to approach the emperor more.

However, he is only a little **** now, and he has no qualifications to refuse at all. He can only pretend to be ecstatic: "Thank you for your help."

"Well, it's something that will come, then let's go with our family." The prince smiled and shook his handkerchief.

It almost made Zhao Yan sick to his dinner overnight.

The fat **** who was in charge of looking after Zhao Yan and others solemnly instructed: "Concubine Shu is His Majesty's most favored niece. She went there to serve her well, and the niece will not treat you badly, so you can just have fun."

The implication is to tell Zhao Yan that this good job is given to you by me. Don't forget me if you are developed.

"Eunuch thank you for the suggestion, the kindness recommended by the father-in-law is unforgettable." Zhao Yan expressed his stance appropriately.

The fat **** licked his face and said, "I can't be called father-in-law, only the father-in-law is the father-in-law here."

"Okay, don't waste time, you follow our family to see the empress." Eunuch Wang was a little impatient.

The fat **** quickly stepped aside, nodded and said, "Walk slowly, the little one will see you off."

He was courteous before and after sending the prince out of the house.

"What's your name?" On the way to Concubine Shu's palace, the prince asked a few questions.

"If you go back to the father-in-law, the villain is Chang Wei."

"How many people in the family are in the palace?"

"The villain's family has a house and fields, and life is boundless. He never wanted to be bullied by the wicked, and his family was ruined and he had nowhere to go, so he could only threw himself into the deep palace." Zhao Yan subconsciously came directly to a jingle of Er Xingye.

Eunuch Wang glanced at him: "It's also a bad luck, the palace is full of pitiful people, but you can read and write and practice martial arts. Your Majesty loves you, and following the empress is no worse than going to the Slijian."

He could instantly guess the reason for Zhao Yan's entry into the palace, to avoid the pursuit of his enemies, and by the way, he wanted to take revenge.

"I was also taken care of by my father-in-law," Zhao Yan said.

Wang Gonggong held his handkerchief and giggled: "Our family is a senior, recognizes a few words, and knows nothing about martial arts. You have a better future than our family. I am afraid that you will have to take care of me soon."

"Father-in-law has raised his eyebrows. Even if the villain is in his early days, it must be your father-in-law who will take care of you. The villain will never forget it." Zhao Yan said decisively.

As the saying goes, women's hearts are the most poisonous. These eunuchs without Gil are more poisonous than women. Zhao Yan didn't want to offend them when he first came here. He wanted to make a lot of friends.

Of course, if you accidentally offend.

Then he would have to die for sure.

The **** praised Zhao Yan a few more words, and then told him about Concubine Shu, her preferences, and what to pay attention to when doing things around Concubine Shu.

Concubine Shu is the daughter of the minister of households of the dynasty. She is knowledgeable and polite, has a gentle temperament, and is also a famous martial artist. She gave birth to the eighth prince and was deeply loved by Emperor Tianyu.

In this way, all the way to Qingning Palace.

This is the palace of Concubine Shu, the queen and the four noble concubines of Xianliang Shude have their own separate palaces.

The other concubines have only one hall.

"I have seen the prince before."

"Hello, prince."

As soon as they entered Qingning Palace, many eunuchs and palace maids stopped to say hello to the prince, because he was the chief **** of Qingning Palace and belonged to the fifth grade.

The fifth rank is not too low, you must know that the **** of the Slijian Bingbi and the **** of the palm print are also the fourth rank.

Grades never represent rights, even a third-grade officer would not dare to neglect the eunuch.

"Your Majesty, you're back, the maid is waiting for you." A palace maid came over, her eyes lit up when she fell on Zhao Yan: "Is this the new little **** in our Qingning Palace?"

Although eunuchs belong to the official title of eunuchs, it is already in chaos now, not to mention outsiders, even people in the palace call all eunuchs eunuchs.

"That's right, not only is he literate, he is also a martial artist." The prince nodded and said to Zhao Yan, "Miss Ping'er is the maid of the goddess."

"Chang Wei has seen Miss Ping'er." Zhao Yan stepped forward and bowed slightly to Ping'er.

Piner looked to be in her twenties, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a pink tube top skirt, her neck was fair, and a deep arc was looming.

Tall and slender, she is definitely a beauty.

Zhao Yan couldn't help scolding, the emperor kept so many beautiful women in the palace, can he be busy alone?

No wonder the palace is going to get eunuchs, otherwise, wouldn't the emperor's head turn green into green grassland?

That's why Zhao Yan doesn't find so many wives.

Ping'er had a good impression of Zhao Yan, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Forget it, I didn't expect that he is still capable of both literature and martial arts. Come with me and go see the empress first."

This is the rule of Qingning Palace. Every **** and palace maid who come in must see Concubine Shu in person.

After all, for these women in the deep palace, the eunuchs and palace maids who serve them are cronies.

It is natural to take a look at your own cronies.

Zhao Yan followed Ping'er to a garden and saw a woman writing with a pen in the pavilion.

The woman is wearing a gorgeous palace dress, her hair is in a lingering temple, noble and elegant, wearing a bead hairpin for embellishment, her fair melon seed face is only the size of a palm, fine pointed willow eyebrows, charming peach blossom eyes, and bright red lips. Teeth look graceful and luxurious.

Because it was a martial artist, even after giving birth to a child, he was still proud of his figure, his heavy conscience trembled slightly, the small white hands outside the sleeves complemented the jade writing brush, and the jade fingers were like green onions.

This is Concubine Shu.

At this moment, Zhao Yan only had one idea.

Grass, good women have made dogs go to hell!

"Niangniang, the new **** has arrived. He knows the text and hyphenation. He has also practiced martial arts and has eight levels of physical tempering." The relationship is very close.

"Oh?" Concubine Shu was a little surprised, put down the jade pen in her hand and looked up at Zhao Yan: "Yes, more like a scholar than a eunuch, what's your name?"

"The little one is called Chang Wei." Zhao Yan replied.

Concubine Shu nodded: "Since you are literate, this palace will test you, and just now you interrupted this palace to write a poem for this garden full of pear flowers, then you can make a compensation."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but want to complain, women are really unreasonable creatures, did I interrupt you?

Besides, he doesn't know how to write poetry!

He just kills.

If it was before, Zhao Yan would definitely copy a song without hesitation, but since Zhao Jinxuan's lesson last time, he doesn't dare to copy a few blindly now.

I am afraid that some transmigrators have already copied it.

After all, there are too many traversers that Blue Star sends out every year, and the ghost knows if anyone has worn it here.

"Why don't you talk to me?" Concubine Shu was a little unhappy.

Zhao Yan quickly came back to his senses: "When I first saw the immortal appearance of the goddess, I thought it was exile and descended to the world, but I never thought that I was stunned for a while, and I hoped that the goddess would make amends."

He's an expert when it comes to licking women.

He can lick women until they can't close their legs with laughter.

"Bengong hates flatterers the most." Concubine Shu frowned and said with some disgust.

Zhao Yan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Damn the little one."

Flattery hits the horse's hoof.

"Niangniang calms down, the servant didn't mean to flatter Chang Wei when he saw it, it's just what he said from the bottom of his heart, but it's his fault to annoy the Niangniang anyway, so he might as well write a good poem and come out to please the Niangniang."

Piner smiled and said something to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan secretly said, master, this is a master, and it is also flattering, but there are people who are smarter than me.

Concubine Shu's expression softened, obviously the flattery was in the right place: "Let's write poetry quickly."

"That little one is bold." Zhao Yan pretended to ponder for a moment, looked at the pear blossoms in the garden, opened his mouth and said:

"The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green. When the catkins fly, the flowers fill the city."

As soon as this sentence came out, Concubine Shu nodded slightly, although it wasn't amazing, she could show the talent of this person.

Zhao Yan folded his hands again and said, "I am saddened by a tree of snow in Qingning, and I can see how clear and bright my life is."

Concubine Shu's eyes lit up. The first two sentences describe the scene, and the last two sentences express emotions. She can understand Zhao Yan's sigh of life from the poem, and his face is full of stories.

Yes, at a young age, both civil and military, but entering the palace to be an **** may have a lot of sadness behind it.

Concubine Shu's eyes revealed admiration and pity.

Seeing Concubine Shu's look, Zhao Yan knew that he was stable. It turned out that this woman was actually a young man.

As we all know, Wen Qing is best to fool around, as long as your literary talent matches her brain waves, then it will be fine.

"When I was young, I felt it and made the empress laugh." Zhao Yan bowed to Concubine Shu.

Concubine Shu's eyes were bright: "No, this poem is enough to make you famous, but it's a pity that there are not many people who know how to appreciate poetry because of the martial arts in Tianwu Continent."

Zhao Yan secretly said, isn't this nonsense, this world is dominated by the weak, do you think anyone can be as carefree as you, just sing poetry and write right?

"It's not much, but it's enough to have a concubine." Zhao Yan calmed down and flattered again.

This time, Concubine Shu showed a smile and obviously likes others to praise her for her talent: "Although Ben Gong has some talents, he also has self-knowledge. Don't say this in the future. It's easy to make a joke if you say it."

"Follow the mother's teachings." Zhao Yan felt that he had found the right way to lick cats. Women are like cats, no matter how vicious a cat is, he can lick the right way.

Men are not so troublesome.

Men can **** anytime, anywhere.

Reward yourself with a shot when you are in a good mood, reward yourself with a shot when you are in a bad mood, and reward yourself with a shot during the holidays...

Ping'er said at the right time: "Niangniang, it would be better to arrange Chang Wei in which position to do things."

"Let's follow this palace first, and give pointers to the poems and songs of this palace." Concubine Shu was willing to let this big treasure Zhao Yan go to work, of course, she brought it with her.

Ping'er pretended to have a taste: "Chang Wei is not quick to thank him, maybe he will be more favored than me in time."

"Thank you for the little one." Zhao Yan can feel that Piner has been helping him, talent is justice?

Copy the talent, that is also talent.

On the first day of Zhao Yan's entry into the job, he was directly promoted to the long follower from the sixth rank, and was dedicated to serving as a follower for Concubine Shu.

Eunuchs are not like officials. Eunuchs are servants of the royal family, so promotion does not need to be so troublesome. If the emperor is happy, you will be promoted as few as you want.

The same is true for queens.

There are twenty or thirty eunuchs in the Qingning Palace, Zhao Yan has been heavily used since he arrived, and naturally he has suffered a lot of jealousy.

…………

In the evening, the emperor did not come to Qingning Palace to spend the night, Concubine Shu rested early, and Zhao Yan also left work early.

After all, this place has no nighttime entertainment other than playing and being played by others.

Oh, and play with yourself.

He returned to the eunuch's residence. As a sixth-grade eunuch, although he lived in the same yard as other eunuchs, he had a separate bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, his face turned cold.

He found that the beds in the room were wet.

Obviously the eunuchs who were jealous of him did it.

The palace is the darkest place in the world, and the eunuchs without Jill are the darkest group of people.

It is common for a few people to die here. It is good to be able to find the murderer, but no one will pursue it if it is not found.

Because no one cares about their lives.

In the north house on the other side of the yard, more than 20 little eunuchs with no grades all slept here in Datongpu.

The candles in the house were still lit.

"That guy has come back, and he must have found it now." A little **** said after seeing Zhao Yan enter the room, he lowered the gap in the window.

"Humph! What if he found out, he can know who did it? This slave, a newcomer actually climbed on top of us. It's outrageous."

"That's right, look at him, neither humble nor arrogant, and those who don't know think he is the master."

Everyone, you scolded me one by one, they were jealous of Zhao Yan's treatment, but also dissatisfied, why are they eunuchs, they are servile, but Zhao Yan is neither humble nor arrogant, why?

Of course, the most important thing is to drive profit.

The person who incited this incident was a seventh-rank **** named Zhao Qing. He had been staring at the position of the sixth-rank long attendant, because there could only be one long attendant in a palace, and if Zhao Yan occupied it, he would have no chance.

That's why he wanted to teach Zhao Yan a lesson, everyone isolated him, pushed him out, and drove him away.

He is also a martial artist, but he is illiterate, because he only practiced martial arts after entering the palace, and now he is at the third level of bone forging.

"He is now favored by the goddess, so he won't go directly to the goddess to complain." Someone suddenly said.

The room suddenly fell silent.

All eyes turned to Zhao Qing in the middle.

Zhao Qing disagreed: "What are you afraid of, Eunuch Wang is my godfather. No matter how much he is favored, can he be compared to the weight of my godfather in my mother's heart? As long as there is no evidence that we did it, it is useless to file a complaint."

Everyone was relieved when they heard this.

There was a little **** curled up in the corner, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and did not participate in the discussion. The exposed wrists showed signs of being beaten.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a shoe flew over his face.

Zhao Qing scolded and roared: "Cao Jin, I'm blind on horseback. I'm going to bed without seeing my grandfather, so why don't I hurry up and wash my feet."

Cao Jin got up without saying a word, ready to help Zhao Qing wash his feet, which he was used to.

"This is the attitude a newcomer should have. That boy surnamed Chang, who dares to grab my position, I will slowly teach him to be a man." Zhao Qing said triumphantly.

"Yo, I haven't slept yet." At this moment, Zhao Yan opened the door with a smile and walked in.

Everyone looked at the sound, and they were all startled.

Zhao Qing asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You did it when my bed was wet." Zhao Yan could see at a glance that he was the leader. It didn't matter whether he did it or not, the important thing was that Zhao Yan wanted to stand up.

Zhao Qing sneered: "Fuck your mother, what does it have to do with me when your bed is wet?"

He is at the third level of bone forging, and Zhao Yan is only at the eighth level of body quenching, so he can't wait to provoke Zhao Yan to do it.

Then you can justifiably abolish him.

Or even kill him outright.

"Haha." Zhao Yan walked towards him step by step, then raised his hand and slapped him in the face, slap, Zhao Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body stumbled.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Zhao Yan to hit people directly and rudely.

Zhao Qing was also stunned, feeling the pain on his face before he reacted: "You dare to hit me! How dare a small body-quenching eighth layer dare to attack me!"

He was furious, and in his opinion, Zhao Yan dared to beat him with a tempered body, all because of Concubine Shu's favor on him, which made him even more intolerable.

He directly grinned and punched Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan grabbed his fist and twisted it, fell him directly to the ground, stepped on his knee, and with a click, the knee shattered, Zhao Qing was in unrecognizable pain, just opened his mouth to scream, Zhao Yan was another one. Stepping on his mouth, leaned over and put a finger on his lips: "Shh, don't make a sound, it will disturb people to rest."

Zhao Qing's mouth was full of blood, and he looked at Zhao Yan with horror in his eyes. In any case, he couldn't figure out how a body-quenching eighth layer could be so powerful and actually hang him.

Everyone else in the room was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan solved Zhao Qing lightly, so decisive, ruthless, and terrifying.

"I'll move my feet away, don't scream, or you won't have a chance to make a sound in the future." Zhao Yan smiled slightly, moved his feet away, and then wiped the blood stained on the soles of his shoes on his chest as if he was disgusted. .

Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Wang... Eunuch Wang is my godfather. If you don't have any proof that I did it, you dare to hurt me, and you will die."

"Evidence! Eunuchs do things, when do you need evidence? Go and ask Dongchang to see if they need evidence to get people?" Zhao Yan chuckled, and then said, "Do you want evidence? I'll give it to you."

He locked a **** with gloomy eyes: "Did he do the thing that wet my bed, if not, it must be you."

"Yes... yes... he did it." The **** shuddered in fright and pointed at Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing was furious: "Er Gouzi, you... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yan stepped on his mouth again, with a bright smile on his face: "Look, isn't there evidence now?"

Zhao Qing couldn't make any sound, he could only glared at him and squeezed his fists.

"Kill him." Zhao Yan said lightly.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Yan swept them coldly: "I let you kill him, or I will kill you."

Everyone was so scared that their faces were pale and sweat was pouring down. They had no doubt that Zhao Yan would do what he said, because they felt that this was a killing god.

Suddenly, a little **** who was curled up in the corner rushed over, picked up a stool and slammed it on Zhao Qing, banging, the stool fell apart, and then the little **** grabbed the broken wood and stabbed it into Zhao Qing's chest.

puff-

Warm blood spurted out, splashing on the little eunuch's grimacing face with clenched teeth.

"Let you bully me! Let you bully me!"

The little **** pierced Zhao Qing's body with broken wood, repeating the same sentence.

This little **** was Cao Jin who had been bullied by Zhao Qing not long after being assigned to Qingning Palace.

Zhao Qing's eyes widened, blood was pouring out of his mouth, and he was speechless.

Zhao Yan smiled, looked at Cao Jin who was almost crazy, and said something calmly.

"If you don't do it, I will do it."

The other eunuchs, who were already frightened, glanced at each other, then rushed over with gritted teeth, grabbed the broken pieces of wood on the ground, and stabbed Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing was stabbed by more than 20 men like this, his body twitched and he bleed profusely.

Apparently, he was turned.

Zhao Yan pushed it away, stood aside, and watched this scene with a smile. A group of eunuchs were either trembling, full of joy, or grim-faced like zombies, surrounding Zhao Qing and depriving him of his life.

The blood continued to splash, blood beads fell on everyone's faces, and the ground was dyed red.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, all the talents suddenly dispersed, leaving only Zhao Qing, who was full of holes on the ground and twitching with blood all over his body.

Zhao Qing is a martial artist, and everyone used broken chairs and broken wood, so although he looked very miserable, he didn't breathe for a while.

His body was twitching in a pool of blood, blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth, a broken piece of wood was stuck in his neck, his mouth made a ho-ho sound, and the blood bubbles followed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so miserable, after all, you are also your colleagues, you are too cruel."

Zhao Yan said sympathetic words in his mouth, but with a playful smile on his face, watching Zhao Qing completely die.

"What's your name?" Zhao Yan looked at the little **** who started first. He could see that this little **** had hatred for Zhao Qing, but it just broke out suddenly.

The little **** knelt on the ground and buckled his head: "Back to Eunuch Chang's words, the youngest is called Cao Jin."

"Why did you kill him?" Zhao Yan asked again.

Cao Jin replied, "He wants to harm you, so I will kill him for him."

This is obviously a trick, he is obviously venting his anger for himself, but he says he is working for Zhao Yan.

But Zhao Yan likes this kind of person.

This guy is useful.

"It doesn't matter if you vent your anger yourself, or it's for me, our family appreciates you." Zhao Yan has successfully brought in his **** status.

Cao Jin knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. He felt that he had no secrets in front of Eunuch Chang.

Zhao Yan turned around and walked out, and said without looking back, "You should have experience in handling corpses."

As soon as he left the front foot, the **** in the back foot room moved and began to deal with the corpse and the scene.

Just a bottle of corpse water can destroy the corpse.

As long as no one says how Zhao Qing died, and no one is held accountable, then this matter will be over.

As for Zhao Qing's godfather, the father-in-law, he has a lot of sons, so it is not certain whether he will be held accountable or not.

Concubine Shu didn't even bother to ask. For her, after one less eunuch, she just added another one.

In the eyes of nobles like them, can the lives of palace maids and eunuchs be considered fate?

Even if she appreciates Zhao Yan, at this stage, she just treats Zhao Yan as an item.

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In the morning, it was another sunny day.

This is the second time that Zhao Yan has not experienced the feeling of a pillar in the sky when he wakes up in the morning.

The last time was when I exchanged with a woman.

"Eunuch Chang morning."

"Eunuch Chang, breakfast is here for you."

"Eunuch Chang, please use water."

As soon as Zhao Yan went out, several eunuchs greeted him with flattering faces, flattering him in every possible way.

Others offered him money.

Zhao Yan was not polite, and accepted them with a smile.

These people are all scumbags, they are too polite to them, but they don't take him seriously.

After washing and eating breakfast, Zhao Yan went outside Concubine Shu's room and waited for her to get up.

Piner had already been waiting outside the door with a few palace maids carrying things for washing.

"Good morning, Sister Ping'er."

Zhao Yan greeted her with a smile on her face. Yesterday, she was a girl named Piner, but today she has become a sister.

Piner nodded slightly in response, and chatted with Zhao Yan in a low voice at the door. Zhao Yan used various jokes to make her tremble and her conscience trembled.

"Come in and wait for this palace to change clothes."

Concubine Shu's voice came from the room.

Ping'er instantly restrained the smile on her face, and respectfully pushed a group of palace maids in.

"Chang Wei also came in."

Concubine Shu's voice sounded again.

Zhao Yan walked in and saw Concubine Shu, who was only wearing a bellyband, exposed to the outside in a lot of spring light.

I didn't expect to receive benefits as soon as I came in.

This is simply a female bodhisattva who gives in the flesh.

I wish my lady a safe life.

"Chang Wei, do you think Ben Gong's body looks good?" Concubine Shu asked casually.

Zhao Yan hurriedly bowed his head: "Small death penalty."

"Okay, don't commit the death penalty at every turn, a eunuch, just watch it if you want, anyway, you can only watch it." Concubine Shu slightly teased and joked.

Piner and other palace maids secretly laughed.

Zhao Yan secretly said, Little Niangpi, with your words, sooner or later, I will let you know how powerful Zhao Shiba is.

Concubine Shu had to do her makeup first and sat on the stool. The curves of her body were very charming. Her long hair and her fair skin contrasted sharply with her shawl and waist.

A very beautiful woman indeed.

No wonder Emperor Tianyu loves her so much.

Looking at the various cosmetics on the dressing table, Zhao Yan can only sigh no matter what age.

There are a lot of cosmetics for women.

"Why, do you understand this daughter's fat powder?" Concubine Shu asked curiously.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly: "To tell the truth, when I was young at home, I often decorated my mother with makeup."

Regarding makeup, he really knows how to do it, it's all up to Chen Yurou to teach him, it's almost the same.

As for the mother.

He seems to have called Chen Yurou's mother.

So this is okay, right?

He now needs to make this female Wen Qing happy, and his martial arts future is pinned on her.

If she spoke to the emperor, she would be able to read all kinds of martial arts secrets in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

After all, I couldn't go to the Supervisor of Literacy, so I could only lick Concubine Shu and let her blow the emperor's pillow.

"Oh?" Concubine Shu became interested and waved her hand to let Ping'er retreat: "Then let this palace see your craftsmanship, and I will go to see Your Majesty in a while. If you paint well, you will be rewarded. If you don't paint well, you can It should be punished."

"Guaranteed to satisfy the goddess." Zhao Yan is confident, and there are more types of modern makeup than Tianwu mainland.

Then he turned into a mason, painted Concubine Shu's face, and painted a royal makeup.

"Wow, Niangniang is so beautiful today."

Piner exclaimed.

"Isn't this palace beautiful before?" Concubine Shu pretended to be displeased, but her face kept smiling.

Because she really likes this look.

Ping'er said with a smile: "The Empress was also beautiful in the past, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to be favored exclusively by Your Majesty, but today's Empress is more beautiful, and Your Majesty will definitely like it more."

"Your little mouth is sweet." Concubine Shu looked at Zhao Yan, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She could write poetry and wear makeup, but she was weaker in martial arts: "While Ben Gong is in a good mood now, tell me, you what do you want."

"The little one is bold." Zhao Yan took a step back, then bent over and said, "The little martial arts cultivation base is low, and I just want to be able to enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to read."

"It's a person who is willing to make progress. I thought you would ask for some gold, silver, jewelry and medicinal herbs." Concubine Shu admired Zhao Yan even more: "But this pavilion can only be entered with His Majesty's warrant, and you will be with this palace later. Go see Your Majesty, and I will beg for you."

It shouldn't be difficult for her, but she used the word begging to let Zhao Yan remember her kindness.

"The maiden's great kindness, the little ones are unforgettable, only the liver and the brain are rubbing the ground." Zhao Yan's face showed a moved and excited expression, and the expression of emotion was of course pretending.

But there is no need to pretend to be excited. After all, he has long wanted to get a top-notch body training method.

Concubine Shu giggled: "Who made you go crazy again, this palace can't bear your talent."

Then he changed his clothes under the wait of the crowd.

It's even more stylish with today's makeup look.

Then it was time to have breakfast. During the meal, she also ordered Zhao Yan to sit down and eat with her.

"Niangniang, the Eighth Highness, please be safe."

A palace maid came in to report.

At the same time, a young man of 18 or 9 years old walked in and frowned when he saw Zhao Yanhou who was sitting.

"I have seen Your Highness." Zhao Yan quickly got up.

The young man waved his hand: "I want to say something sincere to my mother-in-law, you son of a bitch, get out soon."

Grass, with me in one day, if you can become a prince, it will be counted as my visit to Tianwu Continent for nothing.

Besides, it's just your words.

I want a grass mud horse.

You must be your wild father!

"Yes, Your Highness." Although Zhao Yan had already greeted him in his heart, he obediently withdrew.

After retreating outside the door, he carefully used his spiritual sense to eavesdrop on the mother and son's speech.

Although Concubine Shu is also a martial artist, but as a young scholar, she is not high in martial arts, she is only in the blood refining realm, so she cannot find Zhao Yan's consciousness.

"Mother concubine, there is a rebellion in Ninghai County. Tell your father to the emperor and ask your son to lead troops to quell the chaos, so as to accumulate some military merits for the position of the prince."

The Eighth Prince walked around behind Concubine Shu, pinched her shoulders, and said in a flattering tone.

Although the prince must be a long time, the prince is also a king, and his status is much higher than that of ordinary princes.

Therefore, the battle for the prince of the Yu Kingdom is equally fierce.

Concubine Shu frowned: "You have no experience, how dangerous is it to pacify the chaos, let alone what to do if you lose?"

"Mother concubine, the son and the minister have their own measures, you can help the son by saying something." The eighth prince begged bitterly.

Concubine Shu finally agreed.

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows outside the door. Next door to Ninghai County was Changwei's hometown, Chengyang County.

Can he figure out a way to go with him?

He took this opportunity to avenge Chang Wei's revenge for breaking his family, and then he settled down to practice martial arts.

[Author's digression]: Ask for a silver ticket! Ask for a silver ticket! It’s another 10,000 words, and I have been changed to the brain hole category. I can still be the first in the city. I will never forget you in the brain hole. I just hope that everyone will put me in the top three.