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Anshou Palace is located in the southwest corner of the palace. It is surrounded by high walls, which seem to separate it from the palace complex. It stands out like a flock of chickens. Standing in the distance, you can also see its architectural features. And this palace complex happens to be

As far as Feng Shui is concerned, the place of resting also means wishing to reach bliss. It is the place in the harem where the queen mother, concubines, concubines, etc. will spend their days.

Anshou Palace is located in the middle, which is the position of the "eye" in the Feng Shui array. In the words of the ancients, it is called absorbing the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon. It is surrounded by a series of auxiliary buildings. Walking in, it is like walking into a pure land, quiet

There seemed to be only the sound of the howling wind, mixed with the sound of knocking wooden fish.

This is also the only spiritual sustenance of these aging palace concubines after the death of the late emperor - worshiping Buddha.

Ling Zihan followed Xuanyuan Huang, and with repeated invitations from the palace maids and eunuchs, they walked through the scattered pavilions and pavilions and walked towards the door of the main hall.

On the other side, the dark shadow following them from a distance disappeared again the moment Xuanyuan Huang turned around. It seemed that he was worried about being discovered and would implicate his master. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately ducked away.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were blowing, and the sky was gradually getting gloomy.

Looking at the sky, it seems that there will be another snow, but the snow accumulated overnight under my feet has not yet completely melted, leaving a thin layer. When you step on it, your soap boots will make a slight sound when they rub against the snow.

In a remote corner of the palace, the independent small dojo is like an isolated world, left on a blue lake. If you can't fly on the water by Qinggong, you can only get there by boat.

In the center of this independent dojo, a man wearing a blue-grey robe pointed at the white jade chess pieces, looking intently at the crystal chessboard filled with black and white chess pieces that was about to determine the winner, and talking to himself.

Don’t get me wrong, this is not about meditating on Zen to gain enlightenment or reciting **.

He was definitely just a person, sitting in front of the chessboard, but when he was placing stones, he raised his head and looked at the opposite side. He raised his hand to pick up the black stones and forced the white stones to fall. Then he shook his head and said: "It seems that you are going to win again, Mingzhu." After a pause.

After a pause, he continued: "Then I will tell you the truth. That child seems to have been chosen.

, I may not be able to wait any longer. If she really can, the Zi family will probably..." His voice trembled slightly and he choked. He paused for a moment, raised his head again, looked ahead, and let out a sound he had never heard before.

He murmured in pain, "Mingzhu, what should I do? What should I do with our child?"

Playing with ghosts? No, he was just playing chess with himself and the air. But in his eyes, there was always a woman sitting on the opposite seat, looking at him with a sweet smile. And her chess moves,

He had already memorized it by heart, so every time he played chess, he would deliberately lose half of her pieces in order to be able to confide in "her", which was a form of spiritual sustenance.

But every time after playing chess, he returned to his usual state, always so indifferent and aloof, as if he never belonged to this world.

"National Preceptor."

"You're back." Zi Chen, who was packing up the chess pieces, stopped for a moment, and then continued to move the chess pieces, gathering them back into the chess box one by one. He didn't look back at the man in black who was still kneeling on the ground, and just looked at him lightly.

He said, "How is the child doing?"

"Reporting to the Imperial Master, Princess Ke did indeed stay at Prince Yao's Mansion last night, but Prince Ke stayed by her side all night, so there is no need to worry. On the other hand, King Yao seemed to have a big quarrel with Prince Ke because of Princess Ke.

The martial arts training ground in the palace

, even fighting each other with fists and kicks. However, these two people have extremely high martial arts skills and are not easy for subordinates to get close to. Now, Princess Ke seems to be basically fine. She was just summoned by the Queen Mother." The man in black straightened his back and reported to him in a serious manner.

things seen.

But there is no need to say the following words. Zi Chen will also understand. The Anshou Palace is heavily guarded and has many masters. Many of the palace maids and nuns are top-notch masters selected by the emperor from the secret guard camp. Even if he

No matter how powerful your martial arts is, it will be useless if you stay there and cannot get close.

"Fistes and kicks facing each other... they are really similar!" Zi Chen sighed in a low voice, raised his eyes and looked across the chess table. The tea was already cold, there was no thick white mist, and the empty breasts were also cold and cold, not at all.

Maybe someone is sitting down like he once did, with a face that is not stained by dust.

, a trace of Mo Luo appeared, and ripples appeared in the calm eyes. After closing the agarwood cover of the chess box, the memories of the past were also dusted, Zi Chen tapped his fingertips on the table, talking to himself.

He whispered, "Mingzhu, don't worry, I will never let my child follow our old path."

What should be let go will eventually be let go.

I hope that after all the dust has settled, ashes will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and he can go see his pearl.

The man in black looked up at Zi Chen, who seemed to blend in with the ice and snow among the white snow. He opened his mouth, but never asked anything he shouldn't.

Although he didn't understand the reason for Zi Chen's sigh, and who did the two princes look like. But there were secrets in the palace throughout the dynasties, and there was no right and wrong in that year. How could it end in peace? If you want to put the palace in order

Those shameful things are compiled into biographies, not to mention a book, even a set, which may not be enough to write for a year. These things are not something he should be involved in, so naturally he will not ask for trouble to get involved in them.

He also reported some things about Ling Zihan to Zi Chen. After Zi Chen's instruction, he turned and left.

Standing with his hands behind his hands, Zi Chen sat alone in front of the stone table, looking at the white gauze flying in the wind around the small dojo. His expression was so peaceful and peaceful. It seemed that everything was as usual, even a compassionate smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

No fading visible at all.

He is like a person who has stepped out of a portrait, like a wash of ink in a water town. He always only has simple outlines of black and white, but he is the best painter in the world. Even the best painter in the world may not be able to paint a pure and pure demeanor, as if he is connected with the heaven and the earth.

"Pah——"

A gem that refracted in the sunlight fell into the water, creating waves.

Zi Chen came back to his senses, his expression unchanged, but his eyes slightly drooped.

"Bai, long time no see."

"How long? How long is that! I'm guessing..." The person was dressed in simple clothes, wearing a blue shirt and a square scarf. He looked like a gentle scholar, but he looked a little crazy when he was laughing and joking.

A handsome face with the characteristics of a mature man, but he looks nothing but

He is in his early thirties, but this man is actually fifty years old, but he still goes around seducing young girls with his handsome face, causing numerous romantic debts. However, he does have the capital to be romantic, who makes him a serial killer?

The leader of the martial arts alliance wants to make a three-point know-it-all, famous!

"Seven years and six months." Zi Chen stood up and hit the back of his hand with the chess book in his hand. He was still counting on his fingers in the distance. He immediately spoke and asked in a calm tone: "Come this time.

What's the matter?"

"What else can I do for that little witch of yours?" He spread his hands in a very casual and naughty manner. For some reason, when he did it, it had a certain charm. If there were palace ladies surrounding him,

Probably some people would faint from screaming because of this.

Seeing that Zi Chen didn't answer, he seemed to be used to it. He opened his mouth like a machine gun and never stopped. He kept talking. After talking about how the little witch tortured him, it was

How to let Yi Anliang, who is like a big devil, use the power of the alliance to tear down their Bai Xiaotang sign, etc.

After telling all the bad things, he finally got back to the topic, "I said, when are you going to tell her that you are pregnant? You can't let her live her whole life as a thief and a father!"

I peeled off a peanut, tossed it up, opened my mouth to catch it, and moved smoothly, without even having time to pause.

And the reason why he dared to speak out about it so brazenly was because Zi Chen's vigilance was enough to reassure him that there were absolutely no ears around him.

After hearing this, Zi Chen responded and answered the question, "I will not let the children follow our old path."

The peanuts fell to the ground. The sound was crisp and subtle, but it was like a stone hammer falling to the ground. Those who didn't catch it were stunned for a moment. When their eyes touched the white and fat peanuts and rolled around on the ground, something suddenly flashed in their hearts.

Many pictures.

He was stunned for a moment, and the color of his eyes changed at that moment, but the speed was so fast that no one noticed his reaction.

But it was obvious that he knew what Zi Chen meant by "our old path". As far as he was concerned, after experiencing that catastrophic event with them, he had a better understanding of what that kind of future would be.

Although he has no heirs, he does not want his younger generations to make the same mistakes as them.

It is good that Bai Xiaotang is responsible for recording these facts, but he does not have the mind, nor the endurance and endurance to face their closeness like his father, completely and as a kind of appreciation.

A cruel life and death struggle.

After a while, Zi Chen's ethereal voice brought the world in his heart back to reality, "At least save them."

Smiling lazily, as if he had regained his previous vitality, he jumped down from the railing like a monkey, squeezed his hands, and the sound of the crisp peanut shells was heard. With his skillful move, the shells were wrapped.

The red-coated peanut kernels rolled from inside to my hands.

"You don't think that you can save it by looking at it from such a distance! Old friend, I shouldn't talk so much, but for the sake of our many years of friendship, I want to remind you that those in your family

People are not good people. Among the children of the next generation, there has not yet been a

If you find someone who inherits the bloodline of your clan, why don't everyone stare at you?" After saying that, he threw away the peanut kernel, raised his head to catch it, and bit it down, the sound was crisp and loud. It was obviously noisy, but to

For those of them who are on the verge of life and death in this game, it seems like a kind of fun.

Even Zi Chen, who always liked silence, did not stop him. Instead, he was attracted by his words and fell into a brief contemplation.

The implication of these words is nothing more than a reminder to Zi Chen that those in the Zi family have not given up looking for the power that will allow their family to continue to exist. For hundreds of years, although the Zi family has lived in seclusion, only some of the elderly, women and children, and

Children. Anyone who has some skills will support the family's important national advisors and travel around the country, engaging in politics, military, business and other aspects, forming a powerful and even terrifying force. And also

Because of this, the internal fighting in the family has never subsided, and now it is intensifying. Several strong undercurrents are focused on this position that almost controls the lifeline of the Western Dynasty, the national preceptor. They want to train him at any cost.

One generation became a national master, but unfortunately none of the children in the next generation inherited the bloodline of their ancestors, so they had to turn their attention to Zi Chen and stare at him closely, hoping to control him or his successors.

Zi Chen groaned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

With his good intentions, when he came to this man, all he could get was a groan? Well, he didn’t say anything!

He reached out and patted Zi Chen's shoulder. He didn't even notice that his hands were still stained with salt from the peanut shells. He moved casually, but his eyes were unfathomable as he stared into Zi Chen's eyes, which were as vast as the sea and as misty as smoke, "

You are cruel, Zi Chen, if I, Bai Yu, were you, I would have taken Zi Ling's lair with a knife."

Regarding his own real name, it can be seen that the two of them are not casual acquaintances, and their affection is comparable to that of close friends.

Although they haven't seen each other for many years, their affection remains unchanged. However, he has never understood how Zi Chen, who was so sharp and decisive twenty years ago, could become so aloof and aloof to Ling Zihan now.

That girl also looked at her from a distance and did not step forward to recognize her. Could it be that the years of wandering after Da Mingzhu left had really smoothed his character, or did he become a monk when?

Impossible. If he really became a monk, how could he not know about it based on his information network?

It is because of such confidence that he has been able to hold the position of leader of Bai Xiaotang for so many years. He does not know much about martial arts, but is highly respected by martial arts people. All because of the information network in his hand.
To be continued...