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Chapter 28: The Holy Emperor leaves Beijing, and the brothers turn against each other (please read it!)

"Muxue has met the eldest prince."

Qi Muxue bowed gently to Lu Changfeng, but kept a polite smile on her face. She maintained a lukewarm attitude towards this prince who was quite controversial about his status in the court and was the most promising to inherit the throne.

Lu Changfeng smiled at Qi Muxue very gracefully and said: "Miss Muxue is a Confucian sage, and a concubine of the Imperial College. She is knowledgeable and has a wide range of interests. I have many questions that I would like to ask. Can I have the honor of having a cup of tea in the mansion?"

Qi Muxue frowned secretly when she heard this. She didn't like such falsehoods, especially those surrounding beauty. She hated it most when others put beauty above her own talents. She said this as if she was a vase.

Secondly, it means that she is a descendant of Confucian sages, adding this halo to all achievements.

It was as if everything she had achieved was due to her grandfather, ignoring her own efforts.

The poems she writes are very good because she is a descendant of Confucian sages.

The advice she wrote was very good because she was the prime minister's daughter.

Such praise was too vain and had no extra nutrients at all. She was tired of hearing it and didn't want to hear it anymore.

But everyone in the world is like this, and she doesn't bother to refute it.

Qi Muxue cannot speak rudely to the eldest prince, she knows this very well.

She understood that her father was still on the side of the First Prince's faction and working for him.

If you make the other person angry, it will obviously not do you any good.

The top priority is to find a way to reject the eldest prince so that he can escape.

At this time, the eldest prince Lu Changfeng didn't know that he had stepped on all the thunder and was labeled greasy by someone in Qingzhu Palace. He was still smiling, waiting for the beauty's reply.

"That. Your Highness."

"The little girl suddenly remembered that her father was not in good health and she had to go back to prepare some medicinal materials and take care of him."

"I see."

Lu Changfeng understood very well and said softly: "Then how about I go and visit with you? No matter what, Mr. Qi is my mentor, and I should go and take a look."

"This"

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingyuan couldn't stand it anymore. The little paper man was jumping around in the bushes nearby, looking like he was constipated.

They are rejecting you, don’t you see?

This eldest prince is so shameless!
  After witnessing the conversation between the two, Lu Mingyuan actually had a rough idea of ​​what the eldest prince was thinking.

As soon as he heard the word "Muxue", he actually guessed the identity of the lady. She was Qi Muxue, the most talented woman in the Imperial Capital.

He has been talented since he was a child. He read hundreds of books, composed poems at the age of eight, led to visions, and entered the first realm of Confucianism and Taoism to nourish his energy. After that, he lost control, hid his identity, transformed into a man, participated in the imperial examination, and ranked among the best in the examination. After becoming a Jinshi, he became famous in Wenqumen.

After Emperor Dayan learned about it, he appreciated it greatly and gave him the official position of Doctor of the Imperial College, allowing him to teach in various academies. At a young age, he had already reached the sixth level of Confucianism and Taoism, becoming a Confucian scholar.

In fact, Lu Mingyuan felt that what his brother was thinking was not that simple.

In his opinion, Qi Muxue has a very high status and is well-known in the imperial capital and major academies. If he marries her, it will be equivalent to getting the help of a great scholar and the strong support of Shengjing Academy. It is completely possible. Accepted.

This is indeed what Lu Changfeng thought in his heart.

Although his teacher has been giving him advice and asking for advice, he believes that only by marrying Qi Muxue can he truly bind Qi Xingyan, a great scholar, and gain the support of the academy's forces.

He had a great idea, but Qi Muxue obviously wouldn't give him this chance.

"Your Highness, the eldest prince, I have no intention of thinking about other things at the moment. I just want to devote myself to the study of the saint's classics. I'm sorry."

Qi Muxue's eyes were very serious. After saying this, she held the book, lifted up her skirt, and left in a hurry.

Only the eldest prince was left messy in the wind.

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but smile when he saw it, and the paper figures hiding behind couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

I always feel that these words are strangely familiar. Sorry, I don't want to fall in love now, I just want to study hard.

That's right, that's it.

"Wait a minute, Miss Mu Xue, you misunderstood!"

Lu Changfeng was surprised and wanted to catch up and explain something.

But he was hit in the head by something.

"Ouch!"

"Who hit me!"

Lu Changfeng was very angry. He turned around and scanned everything around him, only to find a pine cone on the ground.

I looked up and saw a few squirrels chattering, holding pine cones and chewing on them.

"Damn it, that's too much!"

Lu Changfeng punched the tree trunk with a "bang" sound. The trunk was dented and cracked inch by inch. Soon after, the whole tree collapsed.

It attracted the attention of many people in the Imperial College. They stared at each other but did not dare to speak. They didn't know who had made the eldest prince angry.

But the little paper man in the grass was safe and sound, holding a pine cone in his hand and tossing it back and forth in his palm. There were a few crooked lines drawn on his face, which looked like a smile but not a smile.

"Your Highness!"

At this time, the guard's voice came from the gate of the Imperial College, almost turned into several afterimages, came to the eldest prince, knelt down and reported:

"My subordinates found out in a tavern in the inner city that Qi Xingyan had a private meeting with the second prince Lu Guangjing."

When Lu Changfeng heard this, he narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and asked again and again:
  "you sure?"

"It can't be wrong. I've only gone half a stick of incense and my subordinate has already come back to report."

"Let's go, follow me to Shengjing Academy."

Lu Changfeng walked away with a flick of his sleeves, walking like a dragon and a tiger, dressed in a purple python robe, almost everyone who saw him kowtowed, his aura was very domineering and unruly.

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he thought to himself: "My father has just left Beijing, and the fight between these two people has begun? The drama of brothers turning against each other happened too quickly."

"Let me see what it is."

Lu Mingyuan controlled the paper man, jumped up and down, followed the crack in the door, got into the corner, and took a shortcut.

He found the frame of the Liulibaogai carriage held by five horses at the door, and hid in the curtains of the carriage in advance.

And it is at this moment.

A snow-haired woman in green robes has also found a secret hiding place in the imperial city.

The qi machine locked onto Lu Mingkong, who was whipping and insulting the maid in the house. He was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was ashen, and he was unaware of the danger coming.

The white-haired Taoist nun's eyes were filled with indifference. The martial arts guards at the fifth level of martial arts at the door all sealed their throats with swords. They could only see a beam of green light flashing before they fell to the ground slumped.

Outside the triple arch door, a slender figure appeared at the door, but no one could sense her energy.

The white-haired Taoist nun held a crystal clear slender sword in her hand, and the cyan Tao Qi on the sword's edge exuded a terrifying light.

It wasn't until Lu Mingkong raised his head that the death song from the God of Death sounded in his ears.

"But I still remember the eighteen lives taken in the orphanage in Nijiao Lane, Nanyu Prefecture."

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