Chapter 472 Passing on the Kung Fu

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

The Emperor Sword is so powerful, how can it not affect the owner of the Emperor Sword?

No one has ever told me this question because it is taboo.

No matter whether it was Chu Qingyan or Chu Qingfeng, no matter how close they were to him, they would never say this.

Even Concubine Rou did not mention it.

Concubine Rou may not be aware of this problem.

Of course, it may also be that the emperor was not greatly affected.

Concubine Shu looked at him and said: "My lord, you are young now. You must have fun while you are young. Don't rush to take over the Emperor's Sword. Once you take over the Emperor's Sword, life will no longer be interesting."

Concubine Shu shook her head: "There are only government affairs day after day, there are only piles of endless files, and there is only a little time left to practice quickly. There is no time to spare. What's the point of living?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Majesty, you think the Emperor has no fun at all, instead of enjoying it?"

"He himself doesn't find it boring," Concubine Shu hummed, "especially when he is in a situation, he doesn't realize it. He doesn't think about himself all day long. He only thinks about the affairs of the court, which makes him tired."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "I will remember what you said."

It is not up to you to decide when to take over the Emperor's Sword, but there is no problem in delaying it.

It is best to practice the Glazed Sword Sutra until you are strong enough to be able to withstand the influence of the Emperor's Sword.

Concubine Shu gently shook her head: "Being an emperor is actually not as wonderful as imagined. It is better to be a prince... If you are weak in cultivation, being a prince is not that comfortable. But becoming a grand master, a grand master like you, is a prince. That’s the most carefree thing.”

"Mom, now that I have become a grand master, wouldn't it be a shame not to be in charge of the Emperor's Sword?" Cheng Yifeng said: "I think my father is very happy with it. If I let my father choose again, he will still choose the Emperor's Sword."

The concubine looked at him sideways.

Cheng Yifeng hurriedly said: "Anyway, if it were me, I would choose the Emperor's Sword."

"You——?" Concubine Shu shook her head: "If you choose, you will definitely regret and suffer."

It has to be said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other and are unpredictable.

When I was a child, I wanted him to be qualified to inherit the throne, but now I see that he has lost this qualification.

Otherwise, given his temperament, if he really wants to become an emperor, he will definitely be a fool.

If you lose the qualification to inherit the throne, at least you will be quiet.

Cheng Miaozhen said: "It's time to eat, don't just talk."

"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast."

Cheng Yifeng picked up the wine glass, stood up, and said solemnly: "Thank you for your care, Your Majesty. If it weren't for Your Majesty's magnanimity, my little sister would have suffered greatly, and my mother and concubine would not have been rescued so easily."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and picked up the cup: "Your Highness, there is no need to be polite."

"I must thank you." Cheng Yifeng said solemnly: "I am deeply grateful to the Crown Prince, so let me show it to you with a drink."

He said and drank it all in one gulp.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheng Yifeng pulled him to sit down and said with emotion: "Alas..., to be honest with you, I didn't know this news before, and neither did my mother-in-law or my younger sister. If they hadn't happened to hear it by chance, they would still be practicing hard on the cliff. Well, my eldest brother and son are so incompetent!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Even if you know about the important matters in the court, so what? Your Highness can't do anything about it, just like our palace was the same at the beginning."

"It's different. Your Majesty, your palace has changed. What about me?"

Cheng Yifeng shook his head.

"Brother," Cheng Miaozhen frowned lightly: "Say something happy."

Concubine Shu hummed: "Tell me about Miss Xiao."

Cheng Yifeng hurriedly glared at them: "Mom, little sister, I am talking to the crown prince about something that is deep in my heart!"

Cheng Miaozhen said: "Miss Xiao is a disciple of Yaoyue Palace. My eldest brother likes her and wants to marry her."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Cheng Yifeng in surprise.

Cheng Yifeng said sheepishly: "I met Miss Xiao on the way here and fell in love at first sight. Unfortunately, Miss Xiao is a disciple of the Moon Palace and cannot marry."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Highness, Miss Xiao doesn't want to marry, so you can't force her."

Cheng Yifeng said: "Can't I invite disciples from the Moon Palace to get married?"

"As far as I know, Yao Yue Palace does not have this sect rule, but because of Yao Yue Palace's martial arts, once you get married and break up, your martial arts will be useless."

"Is this still the case?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If you lose your martial arts, you will age easily. If a woman loses her beauty, her heart will change easily. Therefore, when you invite disciples of the Moon Palace, you will never marry easily. This is a lesson learned through blood."

"...So, Miss Xiao and I are not destined to be together?" Cheng Yifeng asked unwillingly.

Chu Zhiyuan showed sympathy: "Just treat it as a good memory."

Cheng Yifeng showed a painful expression.

Thinking that Xiao Qiuya could not marry him and become his woman, he felt heartbroken and could not breathe.

Cheng Miaozhen said: "Brother, even if you can't get married, you can still be a confidante."

"I want to marry her back home and live together forever."

"Brother, please be more liberal. At least she won't marry anyone else."

"...Alas!" Cheng Yifeng sighed, frustrated and sad.

Seeing his rough face like this, Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but want to laugh.

Chu Zhiyuan looked helpless and helpless.

He really couldn't help.

Cheng Yifeng's sadness went away as quickly as it came, and he soon started talking passionately with Chu Zhiyuan again.

Before the meal was finished, Cheng Yifeng almost wanted to drag Chu Zhiyuan to become his brother.

He soon became drunk and fell asleep on the table.

Chu Zhiyuan could see that he was laughing and joking on the outside, but he was really miserable on the inside.

It seems that he has a deep affection for this Miss Xiao.

Seeing that he was drunk, Chu Zhiyuan didn't stay any longer, clasped his fists and left.

Cheng Miaozhen looked at Cheng Yifeng helplessly, got up and sent Chu Zhiyuan out.

After walking a few steps out of the front hall and arriving at the atrium, Cheng Miaozhen suddenly stopped: "Your Majesty."

Chu Zhiyuan stopped and turned to look at her.

Cheng Miaozhen pursed her red lips and said, "Come with me."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at her doubtfully.

Cheng Miaozhen said: "Now that my level has improved, I can teach the Yin and Yang Returning Art."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at her puzzled.

Cheng Miaozhen said: "Even if you don't want to practice, Your Majesty, you can still refer to it."

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "This technique is so mysterious that it should not be taught to anyone else."

"For me, it's just to kill time," Cheng Miaozhen shook his head gently: "I have nothing to repay the prince, except for this Yin-Yang Returning Void Art, which is considered a trivial gesture."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Cheng Miaozhen sighed softly: "Because of me, the prince is laughed at."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "You can't sacrifice yourself just because you don't want to make me laugh at the world, right?... In the final analysis, this matter is a dispute between the imperial courts. We are all implicated, but there is nothing we can do about it. Who made us... A member of the royal family."

"..." Cheng Miaozhen's bright eyes burned.

She didn't expect Chu Zhiyuan to be so open-minded.

Because I always felt guilty, I never wanted to see him.

At this time, I feel more and more that I have underestimated him, and I want to repay him more and more.

She suddenly stepped forward and gently tapped Chu Zhiyuan's eyebrows with her slender green fingers.

Chu Zhiyuan could dodge, but he didn't dodge and didn't feel the danger.

Onion fingers fall to the center of the eyebrows, refreshing and refreshing.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, attracted by the scene in his mind.

After a cup of tea, Cheng Miaozhen retracted her green fingers and stared at Chu Zhiyuan with bright eyes.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, with a strange light shining in them.

Cheng Miaozhen smiled, indicating that the teaching was successful.
Chapter completed!