Chapter 776 Xiangyao Saint Concubine VS Wang Shouzhe (ask for a monthly ticket)

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Tianrui Holy Pilgrimage to Shenbao branch hall.

The living room dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests is currently busy.

The gorgeous glazed lamps were shining brightly, and young and beautiful maids stepped over the steps and filed in, holding tea sets for making tea, melons and fruits, and snacks in their hands, and placed things one by one in the waiting room. On the table in the living room.

At the table, a young man in white was sitting on a chair, eating snacks leisurely.

The maids stepped forward one by one, serving him softly with the most humble and appropriate attitude.

"My lord, please use your fairy tea slowly."

"My lord, this is a new pastry from Zuixianlou that just came out this month, please take it easy."

This young man in white is none other than Wang Shouzhe.

Wang Shouzhe is now a "regular customer" of Shenbao Temple.

Since he came to Sanctuary, over the past few decades, he has leapt to become the biggest brother in the [Hundred Years] consumption list of Tianrui Branch of Shenbao Hall, the second [Luqiu's] and the third [Si's] combined. It is far less than Wang Shouzhe's consumption alone.

"Master Shouzhe is here."

Not long after, Dongfang Zhenyuan, the master of the branch hall who received the news, also rushed over and greeted Wang Shouzhe enthusiastically.

The Divine Treasure Hall collects rare treasures from all over the world, and its biggest purpose is to make money with money and gather resources. Who doesn't like an inhumane big customer like Wang Shouzhe?

Dongfang Zhenyuan's attitude towards him is naturally as good as possible.

"Master of the Eastern Palace."

Wang Shouzhe returned the gift, and after a brief exchange of greetings with him, he cut straight to the point: "How is the condition of the spirit veins entrusted to you?"

As a commercial organization with a long history and a huge system, Shenbao Hall has branch pavilions in each "dao" of the Holy Dynasty, and all the surrounding fairy dynasties, and it is far from the Tianrui Holy Dynasty. The wide range of information sources is far from comparable to other forces , the ability to acquire all kinds of treasures is naturally unparalleled.

"Master Shouzhe." Dongfang Zhenyuan said with a smile, "acquisition of spiritual veins is a long-term plan, how can it be rushed overnight? Generally speaking, unless there are special circumstances such as family decline, aristocratic families will rarely sell spiritual veins. We have to Come little by little, and accept as long as there is a chance."

Spiritual veins are the foundation of the family, and they will not be sold easily, even if they are sold at a very expensive price. In the sanctuary, the sales-to-production ratio of third-rank or lower spirit veins is often as high as one thousand to one.

That is to say, the price of the spiritual veins that can produce a hundred acres of spiritual fields is often a thousand times the annual profit of the one hundred acres of spiritual fields.

This is very different from the concept on earth.

The main reason is that the spirit veins and spirit fields can be passed on from generation to generation, and the family has a very long lifespan. For those families that have lived for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, it is not unacceptable to start making profits after one thousand years.

As for the spirit veins of the third rank and above, the higher the rank, the higher the sales-to-production ratio. The prices of the sixth-rank and seventh-rank spirit veins are scary, and the eighth-rank spirit veins are extremely rare. It is a dozen or even dozens of chaotic spirit stones.

What Wang Shouzhe wanted was a large number of low-grade spirit veins.

As he has continuously improved the low-grade Lingmi over the years, the annual output and quality of the low-grade Lingmi have gradually increased, and the cultivation techniques have also gradually improved. Today's production efficiency has far surpassed that of the sanctuary countries. Under the same circumstances, it will take a thousand years for Sanctuary to recover its capital, and it will take hundreds of years for Shenwu World to recover its capital.

Hundreds of years sound like a long time, and Wang Shouzhe is only four hundred years old, but in the long run, it is just a blink of an eye.

"If that's the case, then I'll continue to bother the Hall Master and buy it for a long time." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile, "Shou Zhe came here this time to say goodbye to the Hall Master, and family members will come to contact Shou Zhe later. Responsible for the details of this transaction."

"My lord is leaving?" Dongfang Zhenyuan was astonished, and then he was relieved, "That's right, it is impossible to stay in one place for a long time if you travel with an identity like your lord. Don't worry, no matter who the contact is, we will take care of you." The palace will do its best to help."

After so many years, it is impossible for a shrewd businessman like Dongfang Zhenyuan not to guess that Wang Shouzhe must have a grain production base with good potential in his hands.

Although I don't know how Mr. Shouzhe got it, since there is such a grain production base in hand, it is reasonable to buy spiritual veins to expand production capacity.

In the planting industry such as lingmi and elixir, the competition has never been a one-time event, but a long-term plan with a steady stream of water.

Wang Shouzhe thanked him politely again, and then took out a can of fairy tea as a parting gift: "It's not like I won't come back once I leave. After all these years, I can be regarded as having some foundation with Tianrui. I will come back to have a look, and Mu Xian will also be stationed here instead of me."

Dongfang Zhenyuan accepted the gift acquaintedly, and made fun of Wang Shouzhe with a smile: "Is Jiang Xianzi such a superb beauty, does the young master not take it with you on tour? Hehe, is this because you are afraid that the married couple will find fault with you?"

Dongfang Zhenyuan knew that a noble son like Wang Shouzhe would definitely not be able to escape the word "marriage contract", especially an outstanding top son like him, most likely would not "marry high and marry low".

According to the normal situation, with the status of Mr. Shouzhe, the future big house guarantee must also be a noble-born saint-level woman, and a proper saint-level woman in the future.

"..."

Wang Shouzhe glanced at Dongfang Zhenyuan subtly.

It has to be said that although Dongfang Zhenyuan was talking nonsense, it strangely made him hit the reality. If Jiang Muxian, a maid, is brought back to the Wang family, it will be a fight between husband and wife every day.

Looking at Wang Shouzhe's expression, Dongfang Zhenyuan knew that he had "guessed a lot", and couldn't help thinking about it.

Mr. Shouzhe is enough of a bullshit, what kind of fairy is the noble girl who has a marriage contract with him?

But this kind of thing is not something he can ask.

The teasing just now was considered the limit. He is just a "little" true immortal, and it's enough to gossip secretly about this kind of ancient noble family. If you ask deeply, you will really anger the other party, and if you don't keep it together, you will be in trouble.

"By the way, I heard that there is a junior in the son's family who was accepted by Yunpeng as his heir?" Dongfang Zhenyuan didn't dare to continue the topic, so he had to change the subject.

"That dog is lucky, and staying at home is also a naughty disaster. Why don't you let it out and bring disaster to the Taichu Dao Palace." Wang Shouzhe smiled modestly, "However, it depends on whether you can get the Tianpeng Sacred Map in the end." He's on his own."

Dongfang Zhenyuan was speechless for a while.

It turned out that the rumors turned out to be true, and the bloodline of Mr. Shouzhe's family was too scary, and any junior who came casually would have the appearance of a Da Luo saint.

He doesn't believe in the words of the younger generation's own ability... In a family like Mr. Shouzhe, can there be a lack of fairy scriptures in the family? Since people are willing to let the younger generation worship Shengzun as their teacher, they are rushing to the holy map, so why not help secretly?

It seems that the successor of Tianpeng Shengdao's lineage has basically been decided by default.

It has to be said that nobles are nobles after all, and this background is really terrifying. If it wasn't for the coincidence that Mr. Shouzhe went out to practice in a low-key way, Dongfang Zhenyuan would never have had the chance to have a happy conversation with such noble sons in his life.

Next, the two chatted some gossip again, saying that Yunpeng Shengzun had returned to the Taoist Palace a few days ago, and he also brought his newly recruited personal disciples with him.

It is no secret that Yunpeng Shengzun left. It is rare for such a high-ranking person to come out of the Taoist Palace for a long time on weekdays. He came to the remote countryside like Tianrui Shengpilgrimage just to mediate the war. It stands to reason that he should have gone back more than ten years ago.

Now there are rumors outside that the Yunpeng sage was delayed for a few years because he met his favorite disciple. After all, it's time to go back now.

After chatting for a few cups of tea and finalizing some cooperation matters, Wang Shouzhe also left the Shenbao Hall and began preparations for returning to the world of Shenwu.

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the same time period.

at night.

Zuixian Tower.

Cuiweiju.

The night was hazy.

The hill where Cuiwei's residence is located is currently shrouded in darkness, and the surrounding bamboo forest seems to be coated with a layer of silver light under the moonlight, making it extraordinarily cold and quiet.

Probably due to the high altitude, the night here is extraordinarily cool. The cool wind blew by, the bamboo leaves rustled, and there was an indescribable loneliness.

At this moment, the isolation formation in the entire Cuiwei Residence has been fully opened, and under the cover of the formation, all prying eyes are isolated from the outside.

Cuiwei lived inside, and Prince Wen Yu was sitting cross-legged at the banquet, drinking mulled wine alone.

He was so frustrated during this time.

Although the food crisis has been resolved, after all, it has not given the slightest chance to the imminent Tianxing pilgrimage. However, after these three times, his Luqiu Junxi's evaluation in the hearts of the ancestors of the Holy Emperor has already dropped again and again.

What chilled him the most was that the ancestor of the holy emperor did not reprimand and scold him afterwards.

What does this mean?

This meant that the old ancestor probably had the idea of ​​giving up on him.

As the so-called "deep love and deep responsibility", if the ancestor of the Holy Emperor still has the idea of ​​​​training himself to be a successor, he will definitely take this opportunity to teach him a lesson, reprimand him and then raise it again. This is also the consistent style of the ancestor of the Holy Emperor.

But now it was uncovered without making a sound, which made him flustered instead.

what to do?

What exactly should I do to make the ancestor of the Holy Emperor change his mind?

For a moment, Prince Wen Yu was in a state of confusion.

Suddenly.

A wisp of white mist quietly passed through the bamboo forest and floated into Cuiwei Center.

This wisp of white mist was as light as a thin smoke, and suddenly passed the table and chairs in the center of Cuiwei, and landed on the opposite side of Prince Wen Yu.

next moment.

The white mist dissipated, and a foreign woman with bright eyes and blond hair appeared in front of Prince Wen Yu.

Her face was covered with a thin veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful blue eyes that flowed with light, and her soft blond hair was tied into a complicated high bun. Under the light, there seemed to be golden rays of light flowing on the hair In general, the temperament of the whole body is holy and dignified, as if it has its own holy light.

But contrary to her holy aura, her figure is charming and enchanting, and her slender waist is as flexible as a willow branch. There seem to be thousands of styles in the lotus steps, which makes people addicted to it.

"You are here."

Seeing her, Prince Wen Yu hurriedly put away the wine, his face became serious, and there seemed to be a flash of fear in the depths of his eyes.

The woman stepped forward, her eyes lightly swept over the scattered wine bottles on the ground, and then she looked at Prince Wen Yu with a slumped expression: "Look at your worthless appearance."

Her steps are swaying, her lotus arms are relaxed, and her every move seems to reveal endless coquettishness, but in her exotic eyes, there is a sense of majesty and solemnity, which makes people dare not feel profane.

As she moved lightly with lotus steps, a refreshing and strange fragrance diffused in the room, lingering around the tip of the nose, making one unable to help feeling enchanted.

This woman is the famous [Xiangyao Holy Concubine].

Obviously, her arrival did not exceed Prince Wen Yu's expectations at all, as if it was an appointment.

"What can I do?" Hearing the disgust in the words of the concubine Xiangyao, Prince Wen Yu's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he argued unwillingly, "Wang Shouzhe's move was too ruthless. Give up on me."

"Then what? You just admit defeat?" Xiangyao Shengfei said coldly.

"I..." Prince Wen Yu's words stuck in his throat, and he said hesitantly, "Please ask the concubine to teach me."

"Pfft~~"

The Holy Concubine Xiangyao suddenly laughed, this smile was alluring, as if turning all living beings upside down.

Her voice suddenly became softer, and her tone was tender: "This Wang Shouzhe is extremely talented, and he is also capable of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands with rain. He is extremely capable. I am very interested in him. You, help me lure him out. "

Prince Wen Yu's expression froze, and a deep sense of unwillingness and jealousy appeared in his eyes: "The meaning of the concubine, could it be...?"

"That's right. This person has a deep root of wisdom, and he should be a citizen of my Buddha by nature." The blue eyes of Xiangyao's holy concubine flickered, and a strange and sacred color appeared on her face, "First hook him with desire, Later, he will enter the Buddha's wisdom. I will take him into the Buddha."

Prince Wenyu's breath became short of breath, and his hands hanging by his sides were unconsciously clenched, and his tone was full of fear: "Don't forget that Wang Shouzhe's origin is extremely mysterious, so be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."

"Junxi, don't forget, if you don't fight hard, you are doomed to miss the throne of the Holy Emperor." The Holy Concubine Xiangyao looked at him pityingly and said, "A mere true immortal can only live to ten thousand, so this Is it what you want?"

"But as long as Wang Shouzhe enlightens the Buddha's wisdom, he will be on the same boat as you and me. With his help, it will naturally make up for your irreparable loss."

Her voice sounded nothing special, but every word and every sentence seemed to linger in Prince Wen Yu's heart like magic.

Prince Wen Yu's breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes gradually became sharper and firmer: "Holy concubine, what do you want me to do?"

"The original body of that old thing is getting old. In order to prolong his life, he has been retreating all year round. There is only one projection at his disposal. I think it is easy to leave the palace, and it will not alarm anyone." Xiangyao Shengfei's eyes are indifferent, "And The Yunpeng saint has already returned to the Taoist Palace of Absolute Beginning. As long as we transfer the saint who is hiding in the dark and guarding the tiger away from the mountain, it will be easy for the goddess to cross Wang Shouzhe and enter the Buddha."

"The hidden sage is extremely mysterious." Prince Wen Yu said with distressed eyes, "He has made it clear that he is Wang Shouzhe's guardian sage, and he will never leave him easily. How can he get away from the mountain?"

"I heard that Wang Shouzhe is searching for spiritual veins everywhere, obviously to expand his grain production base. I suspect that the grain production base is in a large foreign space not far away." Xiangyao Shengfei's voice Calm and composed, "He attaches great importance to that foundation, mostly to accumulate personal strength so as to gain an advantage in the future Taoist battle."

"Since that's the case, you should give him the medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein you have kept privately, in order to make amends, and hope that he can help you restore the trust of your ancestors in you."

Seventh Grade Spirit Vein!

Prince Wen Yu's heart sank, and his face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain.

The medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein he hid was not small in scale, and it was extremely rich in aura. It was one of the big cards he had accumulated with great difficulty. If it was sold at a price, it would definitely be worth eight or nine chaotic spirit stones.

Even the patriarch of the holy emperor didn't know that he had hidden such a spiritual vein.

"You, you're just too petty." The concubine Xiangyao gave him a cold glance, "Compared to the position of the Holy Emperor and the benefits of crossing the king and guarding the Buddha, what is a medium-sized seventh-rank spiritual vein?"

"What's more, ordinary spiritual veins can't invite the Holy One at all. Only the spiritual veins of this level can be extracted by real immortals, but the speed is really too slow, and it may not be able to get it right after ten or eight years. Now Wang Shouzhe was in a hurry to leave, and he got this spirit vein, so if he wanted to take it away as soon as possible, he could only send his venerable saint to extract it."

"As soon as the Holy One leaves, you invite Wang Shouzhe to come to Cuiwei Center to discuss the restoration. No matter how good his blood is, he is only a cultivator in the realm of supernatural powers. A look from this goddess can make him kneel in my Prajna under the skirt."

"Gudu~"

Prince Wen Yu swallowed his saliva, and nodded fiercely as if he had finally made up his mind: "Since the concubine Sheng is so confident, then we will fight this time."

Concubine Xiangyao smiled with satisfaction: "This is like the Junxi I know."

"Now, let me let you appreciate the beauty of this Goddess [Goddess Appearance]."

After finishing speaking, her smiling face retracted, and a bright red cinnabar mark suddenly lit up between her brows.

At the same time, there was a shining precious light blooming all over her body, and even her body seemed to become slightly transparent. The whole person was like the goddess and bodhisattva who descended from the heavens and Buddha kingdoms, becoming solemn and holy. , but with endless charm.

The holy picture of Xiangyao Shengfei's practice is called [Goddess Nirvana Picture].

This is an extremely powerful Buddhist practice. After practicing the Goddess Nirvana Map, she can use herself as a medium to display [Goddess Form] or [Nirvana Form]. The former has the effect of turning all living beings upside down and crossing demons into Buddha. The latter, on the other hand, has the ability to cleanse all living beings, destroy and regenerate.

Under the shroud of Yingying Baoguang.

Just for a split second.

Prince Wenyu's heart fluttered, his eyes fixed on Xiangyao Shengfei obsessively, and he walked towards her unconsciously.

"Buzz!"

The holy concubine of Xiangyao raised her bare hand lightly, and a lotus-shaped magic weapon swirled out.

The whole body of this lotus is golden, and its shape is extremely delicate and mysterious. Each of its lotus leaves is a beautiful woman of different shapes, some are dignified, some are holy, some are charming, some are enchanting...they turn into a seemingly imaginary yet real Miaoman body, stepping on various halos to surround Prince Wenyu , dancing around him.

For a while, the Buddha's voice burst out, lingering endlessly.

Prince Wen Yu's mind also seemed to be immersed in some indescribable state, he became short of breath and his face flushed.

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After a few days.

The hydrophilic platform of Guiyuan Bieyuan.

Wang Shouzhe looked at Yao Xingshu who came to visit with a slightly complicated expression, and his expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Brother Xingshu, you mean that His Royal Highness Wenyu gave me a medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein? How can Shouzhe dare to accept it?" This great gift?"

"Ahem!"

Yao Xingshu cleared his throat in embarrassment, and explained honestly: "Don't dare to lie to Mr. Shou Zhe. Of course, your Highness's spiritual veins are not free. Because you offended the young master before, His Highness's status is now in jeopardy. His Highness sent you this spiritual vein. It is hoped that after the young master obtains the spiritual vein, he can reconcile with His Highness for the sake of its value, and find a way to help His Highness and conspire to become the Crown Prince."

"It's reasonable for you to say that~" Wang Shouzhe raised his eyebrows, "This spirit vein is worth eight or nine Chaos Spirit Stones, it's enough to seek reconciliation, but to help him plan... hehe~~ Where did I get this effort?"

"Your Highness means that the young master only needs to show his friendliness and intimacy to His Highness." Yao Xingshu said hastily, "Mr. Shouzhe, Xingshu is also begging you in a private capacity. After receiving this education, Your Highness knows Great, I will definitely not make things difficult for you again, and even if the young master has any request, His Highness will definitely go all out. Why do you make the relationship so stiff?"

"Well, for the sake of that spiritual vein, I shouldn't care about the past." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile, "Where is the spiritual vein? How can I get it?"

"His Royal Highness has informed Xing Shu of the location of the spirit vein." Yao Xingshu said seriously, "I received His Highness's warrant when I came here this time, and now I can take you to fetch it. However, it is a medium-sized seventh-rank spiritual vein , It is not easy to extract, and it is best not to make too much noise... This spiritual vein is His Highness's private collection, and it will be bad if it attracts the attention of His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

Tianrui Sacred Dynasty has always been strict with the control of high-grade spiritual veins, especially the seventh-rank and eighth-rank spiritual veins, which already belong to strategic resources. basis for future tax payments. After all, the Qipin Lingmai issued a Qipin Lingtian. As long as the tax is paid according to the regulations, the tax amount is not a small sum.

If you really want to pursue the private possession of seventh-grade spiritual veins, you will violate not one or two laws.

And the prince's private possession of seventh-grade spiritual veins is even more easy to imagine. Once someone finds out, Prince Wenyu will definitely not be able to go around, and the Holy Emperor's impression of him will become even worse.

Therefore, Yao Xingshu's attitude is extremely cautious.

"Forget it, I'll ask the elders under my command to accompany you. As long as the spirit veins are in my hands, I and His Royal Highness Wen Yu will put aside the past and 'knot brothers'." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile.

"That's great. In order to prevent the night from having many dreams, His Highness has prepared the fastest flying chariot in advance." Yao Xingshu said proactively, "I'll just drive."

"His Royal Highness Wenyu is very considerate." Wang Shouzhe's expression was still smiling, "If that's the case, I'll trouble Xingshu."

"No trouble no trouble."

After some courtesies, the flying chariot prepared in advance was brought over.

Yao Xingshu jumped onto the flying chariot and sat down on the driver's seat in front of the carriage.

Just as he sat firmly, there was a sudden spatial fluctuation in the carriage, and it was obvious that a powerful and incomparable breath entered the carriage.

An old man's incomparably majestic voice also came from inside the carriage: "Go, take me to draw the seventh-rank spiritual vein."

Yao Xingshu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly drove the flying chariot across the sky.

After a few days.

Wang Shouzhe received an invitation from Prince Wenyu again, hoping that he can visit Cuiweiju, and he will personally apologize to Prince Shouzhe.

Unfortunately.

Wang Shouzhe ignored the invitation at all.

It was more than ten days later.

Wang Shouzhe received the message from Cai Youdao, confirming that the medium-sized seventh-rank spiritual vein does exist and does not belong to any force. Prince Wen Yu didn't seem to be playing tricks.

so and so.

Only then did Wang Shouzhe let go, and decided to go to Prince Wenyu's appointment.

That night.

The misty Cuiwei is in the middle.

Prince Wen Yu, who had fully prepared, was sitting anxiously on a chair, waiting for Wang Shouzhe to come to the banquet. He was very nervous. He drank cup after cup of tea, but he still couldn't suppress the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart.

In the next room, a group of veiled and neon-dressed exotic dancers were silently waiting to be summoned.

The Holy Concubine Xiangyao was among them.

At this moment, she was dressed in the same way as the dancers around her, and her temperament was completely restrained, without showing any traces, only the divine light flickered in those blue eyes, and she couldn't help being a little excited.

She also never expected that her luck would be so good that she would be able to find a way to cross over to a future Daozi of Dongxia Shenzhou.

This is Daozi~

As long as he can be included under his skirt and used for himself, the power and resources behind him can naturally be mobilized by him, and the benefits are countless. With him, his future path will inevitably become completely different.

As for plan failure?

How can this be?

She didn't pay attention to mere supernatural powers.

Right now.

Wen Yu's personal guard commander Pei Chang'an suddenly rushed into Cuiweiju, and shouted with an extremely ugly face: "Your Highness, something happened, something happened!"

"Why are you in such a panic?" Prince Wen Yu scolded angrily, "Chang'an, shouldn't you be patrolling nearby?"

Pei Chang'an seemed not to have heard what he said, and hastily handed over a beautiful color-printed magazine, and said with a panicked expression, "It happened, it happened."

On the cover of the color-printed magazine, a beautiful and charming photo occupied the entire cover.

That photo was the picture of his private meeting with the concubine Xiangyao.

There is also a shocking headline written in eye-catching colors next to it: "No Wheel! Luqiu's Shocking Scandal, Three Hundred Years of Private Meeting between Prince Wen Yu and the Holy Concubine!"

"This..." Prince Wen Yu was terrified, "This is slander! This picture is fake! Fake!"

Yes, this picture is of course fake.

This photo was indeed retaken by someone using several photos from different angles and splicing them together with special techniques. This kind of technology is extremely ingenious, and it has never appeared in the sanctuary, and it can almost be faked.

But what about fake?

It doesn't matter if the photo is fake or not, as long as the private meeting and conspiracy are real.

This photo, like a rough hand, uncovered the secret that Prince Wen Yu was most afraid of being known, and laid it out in front of everyone.

Prince Wen Yu's face was pale, his body was trembling, his mind was almost blank, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

That is at this time.

Suddenly.

An angry shout came from the sky: "Everyone has it! Surround Cuiweiju, you must not let anyone go!"

The sound of angry shouting fell, and a series of astonishing auras rose into the sky~lightnovelpub.net~ firmly blocked Cuiweiju from all directions.

"Holy Emperor's Forbidden Army!"

"The Forbidden Army leads Lan Wanghai!"

A terrified cry resounded in Cuiweiju.

And at the same time.

In another elegant residence of Zuixianlou not far away, Wang Shouzhe, Yunpeng Shengzun who had already "go back", and Wang Baoguang were watching this scene from a distance.

After taking a sip of the fairy tea he brought with him, Wang Shouzhe let out a long sigh: "The tree really wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing. I wanted to save some face for Senior Sage Emperor, but it's a pity~~His Royal Highness Wen Yu is obsessed with it." It's too deep."

Hearing this, Wang Baoguang next to him glanced at his grandfather with a speechless face.

Do you really think he doesn't know? The actions of Prince Wen Yu clearly fell into your calculations, grandpa, grandpa, and today's ending is already expected.

It's all like this, and you still say that you want to save face for others, who will believe it?

"People's hearts, human nature." Wang Shouzhe sighed again.

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(end of this chapter)