Chapter 52 Identity
"Noble blood?"

"Yes, you don't even know this!"

Looking at Mo Qingcheng's blank eyes, Gong Xiyu believed that Mo Qingcheng really didn't know, and immediately looked at Mo Qingcheng with some contempt, unexpectedly, he didn't even know what the entire Beisheng Kingdom knew.

"The mother and concubine of the Twelve Princes is the noble princess of the Dongling Kingdom. There is a custom in the Dongling Kingdom that each person can only marry one wife, and women in the Dongling Kingdom generally do not marry outsiders, so Twelve The prince has the backing of the Dongling Kingdom, and the emperor loves his son very much, and he has been appointed to protect the prince, which is higher than the emperor himself!"

"Isn't the emperor his father? Why did he give his son a higher position than himself?"

"You don't know that! The Beisheng Kingdom is the weakest of the Four Kingdoms, and the Dongling Kingdom is the strongest among the Four Kingdoms. The purpose of doing this actually shows that the Emperor will not pass the throne to the Twelve Kingdoms. Lord."

Gongxi speaks clearly and logically, but he has a half-knowledge on his face.

"These are all from what my father said, but I don't understand them either."

However, Mo Qingcheng understood that Di Jiuyang's life in Beisheng Kingdom might not be easy.

After all, Di Jiuyang has the blood of the Dongling Kingdom's royal family on his body, so how can the emperor rest assured that he will hand over the throne to him.Moreover, Beisheng country is the weakest, if it wasn't for the marriage, the other two countries would have swallowed Beisheng country long ago.

In fact, the royal marriage is the most sad, it is difficult to see a trace of family affection, even the doting in the eyes of outsiders, who knows if there is any purpose.

Mo Qingcheng was lost in thought, looking at Di Jiuyang with sympathy.

Di Jiuyang felt a strong gaze, turned around, and saw a pair of bright eyes looking at him with sympathy, Di Jiuyang raised his eyebrows, what does this mean?
Mo Qingcheng only thought that Di Jiuyang was just an ordinary prince, but now it seems that things are not that simple, no wonder Di Zihang has always been respectful to Di Jiuyang, Mo Qingcheng was secretly wondering before, but now everyone Understood.

"That's right, Xiaoyu, everyone learns differently, how do we compare?"

"The four disciplines are all comparable. For example, in our East College, we study medicine. The most powerful person has a championship reward, but there is also a competition for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. There are different rewards for winning No.1. For example, two If they are all champions, there has never been such a person, but the rewards really dazzle people's eyes."

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, apparently curious as to what the reward for the championship was.

But when the reward was presented, Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

Medical ratio: one millennium ginseng.

Although I don't know how many years, but the value of this ginseng is definitely equivalent to saving a life.

And Mo Qingcheng's body was poisoned, and he was about to need a blind ginseng, and Mo Qingcheng's ginseng in the stands was just right.

"Xiaoyu, if we win, can you give me that ginseng, I'm useful."

After all, there are two people participating in the competition, and it is not easy for Mo Qingcheng to take ginseng as his own.

"Okay, this is a trivial matter. You have saved our family's life. It's just a ginseng. It's useless to me anyway."

"I need to use it to refine a pill. As long as I have a breath, I can continue my life. I will give you two after I am done."

"Really? There are such miraculous pills, but I heard that there are many alchemists in Dongling Country, and the alchemy they make is priceless."

(End of this chapter)

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