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Chapter 92

In the Qiankun Hall in the palace, Emperor Tianwu held a file and was asking the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor who was kneeling in front of him: "Didn't I say that the Phoenix Star came to the world earlier? What's the star trend now?"

The supervisor replied solemnly: "The phoenix star has entered the capital, and the star power is getting brighter. He is moving steadily in the phoenix track. If there is no abnormal movement within ten years, he can... enter the main position."

When the surveillance officer talked about the sound behind it, the new phoenix star entered the main position, which means that the original phoenix star had to give up its position. However, the phoenix corresponding to the new phoenix star is not the current Tianwu Emperor, but the new priest.

The new lord ascended the throne, and the old emperor... passed away.

Emperor Tianwu nodded, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the cycle of life. I am not afraid of death, I just want to take a few more years, and at least pave a stable road for the child...you go down."

"Yes." The supervisor of the Ruantian Supervision retreated respectfully.

Emperor Tianwu put down the file in his hand and murmured to himself: "Ming'er, I don't know if the girl you chose is capable. If a Feng family can harm her, it will not be a big deal."

Suddenly the wind moved, Emperor Tianwu waved his hand and retreated from the palace people. Until he was left alone in Qiankun Hall, a figure flashed and appeared in the hall.

"Your Majesty." The man knelt on one knee and reported: "Feng Xiang has entered the Xiang Prince's Mansion."

Emperor Tianwu frowned and angry, "It's not enough to have a Ming'er. Do you really want his eldest daughter to climb to the phoenix position? Humph! I'm going to see how promising the third brother he chose is!"

With another wave, the secret guard disappeared.

"Come!" Emperor Tianwu stood up, "Set the Yuehan Palace!"

This is the 36th time that Emperor Tianwu has been to Yuehan Palace in the past year. Every time he remembers it clearly. Every time he comes back, he will draw a line on the pillar of the Showa Palace.

Along the way, Emperor Tianwu sat in a sedan chair, supported his head with his hands, and asked the eunuch Zhang Yuan beside him: "You said, will Concubine Yun meet me this time?"

Zhang Yuan wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, and replied: "Your Majesty, look at your fate!"

Bang!

Emperor Tianwu slapped Zhang Yuan on the head: "I'm getting more and more courageous! Can't you expect me to be better?"

Zhang Yuan felt very aggrieved: "How can I not hope for the emperor's goodness? I hope that the gate of Yuehan Palace will be open to the emperor every day. But you don't know the temperament of Concubine Yun. How many years have she opened the door for you?"

"What if this is an exception?"

"So I said it depends on my life!" Zhang Yuan said while calculating with his fingers: "You have already cut seven pillars in Showa Palace. Now the eighth one is cut. It's autumn now, and I think it's almost full..."

Bang!

Another slap.

Zhang Yuan held his head and said, "Master, if you beat your slaves up, you will not be able to serve you."

"Then I will call Zhang Guang back!"

"Oh, Your Majesty! You want to call back the slave's master, but there will be no one to serve the Ninth Prince."

Tianwu groaned and glared at Zhang Yuan, "Then I will leave you for a few more days. When I can't get old one day, I will see what else you have to use."

Zhang Yuan was so clever, so he quickly expressed his opinion: "No matter where you are, your servant will follow you."

Tian Wu was rarely coaxed by this slave and smiled a little, but when he approached Yuehan Palace, his expression darkened again.

"How about I won't go." Tianwu began to hesitate.

I think Zhang Yuan had been used to Tianwu's troubles for a long time, so he didn't shout to stop the sedan chair, but just habitually advised him: "Let's try it, what if I let you in."

Tianwu nodded, "Then try it."

But the facts proved that there was no possibility. The gate of Yuehan Palace has been closed for many years. No matter how many times Zhang Yuan called forward, the little palace maid inside only answered one sentence: "Empress Yun said that he would not see the emperor."

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to retreat and spread his hands at the emperor: "Your Majesty, there is one more pillar in our Showa Palace."

Tianwu was not discouraged and directed the eunuch who was carrying the sedan chair: "Go to the west! Go around to the other end of the moon viewing platform."

Eunuch Dali carried the sedan chair and walked towards the viewing platform. There was a small door there. Tianwu remembered that there were several times when no one guarded him. If he could be more careful and not alarm the secret guards of Yuehan Palace, he would be able to enter.

He got out of the sedan chair in front of the small door, held everyone away, and rubbed towards the door alone. As expected, no one was guarding him today, Tianwu was delighted and was about to push the door and enter, but suddenly a figure in white floated out from inside.

He took a few steps back and lowered his face.

"Hmph! Do you know who you are blocking?"

The figure in white stood still, and it turned out to be a cold-faced woman, holding a sword in her hand and looking at Emperor Tianwu with a blank expression.

"emperor."

"Since you know that I am the emperor, how dare you stop me?"

"Please atone for your sins. Only the emperor obeys Concubine Yun. If the emperor breaks through, he can only step on the body under him."

Tianwu was defeated.

It’s not that he can’t force himself to break through. He is confident that his secret guard is much stronger than these girls in Yuehan Palace. But he also knows that once he breaks through, he is afraid that Concubine Yun will not just disappear. He can tolerate never seeing him forever with his beloved, but he cannot stand to become enemies with him. He has galloped through the battlefield in this life and has a world of traits, but he can’t handle Concubine Yun.

"Forget it." He waved his hand and sat back on the sedan chair tiredly, "You told Concubine Yun to take care of her health. If you get angry today, don't always stand on the observation platform if you have nothing to do, and don't always eat some raw and cold food. If one day she figured it out and wanted to see me, even if I had already reached the grave, I would definitely get up for her." After saying this, Emperor Tianwu, who was originally energetic, seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and the years rushed to her body, showing his old look.

"Emperor." Seeing that Tianwu was about to leave, the female secret guard in white called him and then said, "I have something to say to you."

"Oh?" Tianwu's spirit suddenly recovered, he leaned forward, and asked anxiously: "What do she want to say to me?"

The woman in white replied: "The Empress said that Your Highness Ninth has a good vision, but she can only help here."

Tianwu was stunned for a moment, and then said in a daze: "It turns out that it's not talking to me." Luomo fell in love with me again, raised his hand, and turned his direction. "Go back and tell your empress that as long as she is happy, I can do whatever I want. Ming'er will protect me well, and with that girl."

After saying that, he rushed forward and left the area of ​​Yuehan Palace in a short while.

Zhang Yuan didn't speak any further along the way. He knew that what the emperor needed at this time was quiet, and this quietness would last until tomorrow morning before returning to normal.

Half an hour later, Xinlan Palace

The imperial concubine Bu Baiping was scooping spices into the stove spoonful by spoonful. I don’t know what the spice was made of. It smelled like people could always immerse themselves in pleasure, and it became addicted several times.

A eunuch beside her was reporting: "The emperor has gone to Yuehan Palace again, but Concubine Yun still didn't see him."

Bu Baiping shrugged and smiled, "Our emperor just likes the grapes that cannot be eaten. Concubine Yun just touched his temper and has been unable to see him for so many years."

The eunu also said, "The emperor has been waiting for so many years, but I can see that Concubine Yun has not had a few good years."

"Hmph!" Bu Baiping suddenly let out a muffled groan and threw the entire box of spices in his hand into the stove. In an instant, the fragrance filled the sky, making people dizzy.

A little palace maid quickly went to pack the incense burner, Bu Baiping walked back to the bedroom step by step and sat down in front of the bed. "Will she not have a good life? It's been more than seven years, and the emperor is still dedicated to her. This harem is almost a cold palace. If Concubine Yun has not seen him for seven years, he will not enter the harem for seven years. This is guarding the rituals for Concubine Yun!"

Early this morning, Feng Yuheng got up very early, changed into a neat and close body, wore a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes, and started running around Feng Shengxuan.

Wangchuan followed along, and asked her strangely while running, "Is the lady unable to sleep?" As he asked, looking up at the sky, "It's just dawn."

Feng Yuheng told her: "I will go out to run at this time in the future, run around Tongshengxuan for five laps, and then do a series of gravity training. I will quickly train my muscles and bones."

Wangchuan sighed at such a big Tongsheng Pavilion, five circles! The second lady is going to run to death. But thinking about it again, the original intention is good. It is not a bad thing to strengthen the body. The second lady is already good at martial arts. If she can improve her internal strength, she will be more confident when facing a life-and-death crisis in the future.

So he stopped persuading him and just told Feng Yuheng: "From then I will practice with the lady every day."

Feng Yuheng didn't refuse, it was always good to practice more. While running, I remembered Zi Rui again, and couldn't help but ask Wangchuan, "When is Huangquan training Zi Rui?"

Wangchuan replied: "It's half an hour earlier than you."

"Uh..." She was a little worried, "Can Zirui get up?"

"Every day, the second young master takes the initiative to wake up Huang Quan, and the one who can't get up is Huang Quan..."

Well, Feng Yuheng is proud of Zi Rui's progress.

"What does the gravity training mean when the lady is talking about?" Wangchuan didn't quite understand the terms Feng Yuheng said.

Feng Yuheng did not have a positive answer to this question. He just ran for a while and found that he had two sandbags tied on his legs. The next four laps turned into running with sandbags.

After the five circles, she didn't know where she turned out two strange ropes, tied them to the tree, and pulled them back and forth with her hands.

Then, he picked up a big stone from the forest and held it in his hand, held it with one arm for two hundred times, and alternated his hands.

Frog jumping, lying up, belly burping...

After a series of strange actions, Wangchuan finally understood her lady's training plan.

For a whole hour, the modern time of synthesizing was two hours. Feng Yuheng completed the morning training and told Wangchuan: "The same training will be performed again in the evening, and it is the case every day. In addition, I only eat boiled eggs for breakfast, and I need beef for lunch and dinner, and the lean ones, do you know?"
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