Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

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Xia Yan continued to “monitor”, but there was no useful information in the follow-up, but he did know the names of the three people.

The foreigner at the head was called Dugu Xiu.

The man in gray is also of the Dugu clan, named Dugu Ying.

And the fat boss with a big belly is called Old Jin.

After Duguying left, Xia Yan stopped “monitoring”.

He tried to find “Spring Valley”, but to no avail, apparently… This Spring Valley is not a landmark force. And after catching Dugu Ying and

then torturing him, it is not worth it, after all, Dugu Ying’s side will bring him continuous, follow-up, important information, and now kill just to ask a location, isn’t that killing chickens and eggs?

So, Xia Yan threw off his distractions, returned to the bottom of the lake, and continued to cultivate.

One night passed. Nineteen stops, once

again one stop forward, and reached the point of thirteen stops, two more stops, you can reach the extreme of the “Heaven Step” realm…

At dawn, the boy stretched his arms and lay comfortably in the futon, and the strong sense of exhaustion made his eyelids like a lead, becoming heavier and heavier, and gradually closed.

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Lunch.

At the side door of the palace, a fat man was standing with the girl in a corner that the guards could not reach.

The fat man is dressed in brocade clothes and has very thief eyes.

The girl is dressed in purple, hanging eyes, and her whole body is full of charm.

These two people are Huo Junxiong, the son of General Huo’s family, and An Mo, the widow of Boyang Hou’s family.

Speaking of this An Mo, it is also a legend, she came from a drama team and was a dancer, but somehow, she had a way to marry herself into the Boyang Hou family, and was taken as a concubine by the elderly Boyang Houna.

What is even more legendary is that not long after, Boyang Hou and his eldest lady died of illness one after another, leaving only a two-year-old doll…

This An Mo teas and works, with a heavy mind and clever means, defeated the opponent in the Hou Mansion in three strokes and five divisions, sat in the position of the helm of the Hou Mansion in Boyang, and at the same time became the adoptive mother of the non-biological two-year-old doll, of course, breastfeeding comes from the nanny.

This status, placed in the royal family, is the proper “Queen Mother of the Son of Heaven”.

It’s just that An Mo knows his family situation deeply, and he is not willing to be tied up by the identity of this “widow”, so he looks for men everywhere, which can be described as a hit after inadvertently contacting the third prince.

One wants to lean on a big tree, the other is happy and lustful, it is really a perfect match.

“Old Huo, you said… Can we do this?

“It must be okay, this morning my father went to the upper dynasty, and after retreating, my father also specifically looked for me, saying that nine out of ten times this future Son of Heaven will be the third highness.”

Now, the empress has put the matter of establishing a crown prince in the court to discuss…

My father said that since I have a good relationship with the Third Highness, I can’t loosen this relationship.

So, I pondered hard and thought about this method.

“That’s it?”

An Momei glanced at the dead pig on the side of the car decorated with colorful feather and gold jade pearl stone.

Huo Junxiong said: “This is called the Three Talents Quanfu Pig, it is a good gift for bondage, His Highness wants to worship the teacher, and he must also prepare a gift, right?”

An Mo said, “But I… You want me to get into this pig’s belly?

Huo Junxiong said: “Otherwise, you can’t see Your Highness, I can see it, Your Highness is now very dead, even in the winter hunting field, I can’t talk to you and me… That’s the only way.

And I heard my father say that His Highness seems to like the dreamer’s dreamer… He also wrote a speech to the Prime Minister.

But how is this possible?

I understand His Highness.

His Highness likes women who can be subdued by him…”

An Mo stretched her body softly, and said with a grin: “It’s a concubine.” Huo Junxiong nodded, he knew His Highness, and he also knew this widow, this

widow was tumultuous and crispy, and all kinds of means could feed His Highness, so he agreed, and also regarded this widow as his “promotion step”, after all… The General’s Mansion also has a dispute between the General’s Mansion and the General’s Mansion, and he has to take the lead in order to inherit the General’s Mansion in the future. Immediately, he

said again: “The father of the dream master royal is Zhao Wenxuan, the great general that my father mentioned to change color, His Highness is with such a general tiger girl, I’m afraid he can’t even mention the color guts?” And how can you like it?

This is someone imposing their will on the crown prince. As a friend, I must help His Highness. It’s helping him, and it’s helping ourselves.

An Mo suddenly wondered, “What kind of lovesickness did he write?”

Huo Junxiong opened his mouth and missed a few words, but after only a few words, he couldn’t say anything.

“Aba Abba… Abba…

Bah, Lao Tzu brought this poem and recited a fart.

The fat man stopped pretending, took out a note from his arms, and read it.

An Mo didn’t know much poetry, but he felt a little uncomfortable not to say something, so he said, “Ah… The winter wind is cold, and the frost and moon are bright. Flying snow comes and goes, and jackdaws are frightened. This scenery is so well written, it is the finishing touch of this word. This poem must have been written by His Highness to the concubine.

The fat man said, “I think so too.”

The two fell silent.

An Mo suddenly said a little uneasy: “You said that Brother Bai will really not recognize me… In the past, he told me a lot of mountain alliance vows. I also played with my concubine with many shameful ones… Oops~~”

She twisted and tightened her legs again.

“It won’t.” Huo Junxiong shook his head decisively, and then said, “Without further ado, you quickly enter the pig.” Rest assured, this pig is coated with a lot of perfume, without a hint of meat, which guarantees a fragrant fragrance.

An Mo immediately took action, ripped off the pig’s skin from the side, and shrunk into it delicately.

Bone shrinking, jiu-jitsu, whatever, she couldn’t be more proficient.

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Two hours later…

Winter evenings always come early.

Rose-red clouds stretched across the sky, and the fasting meal that helped nourish qi and blood was also served, and soon after it was used up, it was carried down by the palace maid.

Indoors, the sandalwood of the Three Blazing Ning Gods was emitting vertical light smoke, and Xia Yan was sitting alone in the quiet room, just about to open the ghost domain to monitor those familiar places.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the column of smoke dispersed in disturbation.

The girl in white looked cold, stepped and flew away, lightly fell to the young man’s side, and said coldly: “Please punish Your Highness.”

This was suddenly…

Xia Yan asked, “What happened?”

Bai Ma said in a calm tone: “Just now, the youngest son of General Huo’s family wanted to see you, but I stopped him. He brought the three talented Quanfu pigs, saying that it was a gift for you… However, there was a woman hidden in the pig of the three talents.

Saying that, Bai Ma paused slightly, her foxy eyes drooped slightly, like a blade, and then slowly said: “That woman is the little widow of the Boyang Hou family, she may have an old relationship with His Highness, but her mind is not right, she is definitely not a good friend, let alone a good match, if she really serves His Highness, it will cause a disaster… Therefore, I took it upon myself to say that His Highness did not see them and let them leave.

Xia Yan: …

He didn’t expect this kind of thing to happen this afternoon.

Bai Suli said coldly: “I am guarding His Highness, but I am arrogant, please ask His Highness to punish!”

Xia Yan: …

After a long time, he raised his head and said, “Assassination, gray fog, loneliness is like experiencing two new births… The past is not caring. Suli, you did a great job.

Take the opportunity to brush a wave of good feelings, and at the same time emphasize that “he has a new life, and it is really normal and reasonable for his personality to change greatly.”

Bai Ma’s cold expression softened again, obviously she didn’t expect the young man in front of her to say this, so she said softly: “When the academy is coming, Your Highness will study the literature well and be a good emperor… General Meng’s side, I will pay attention, if there is any movement, I will tell His Highness.

With that, she turned and hurried away.

Bai Yan closed the palace door, went to bed, put down the gauze tent, and then began to quickly explore the scene of the imperial palace city.

Soon, his gaze fell on a fat man in brocade and a girl in purple clothes pushing a cart.

This is exactly Huo Junxiong and An Mo.

The two had already left the palace and walked to the imperial city.

And because General Huo’s Mansion and Boyang Hou’s Mansion are both in the Imperial City, the two of them don’t need to worry about the problem that they can’t leave the Imperial City at night.

“Why didn’t Sima Bai see us?”

“Don’t say it… I see. He used to be a prodigal prince and had no intention of inheriting the throne, so he was able to mess with us, and we tried our best to get him whatever he wanted, even the village medicine.

But he is now the crown prince, the future emperor. And we are just old sludge on the hem of his clothes, it is too late for him to shake off … And how will you see us again.

An Mo’s fists clenched slightly.

The fat man glanced at her fist and said, “Don’t do something stupid… If you make trouble, you will be killed.

An Mo sighed lightly and asked, “Do you still have hope to be in charge of the General’s Mansion?” The

fat man laughed self-deprecatingly: “It’s gone, the hope is gone…”

An Momei’s eyes were hateful, and said, “I’m not willing!”

The fat man said: “It’s useless if you are unwilling… This is the reality.

An Mo said, “Just because… I’m a dancer with no background to support me, and are you a son without family support?

The fat man “huh”, and then let out a bleak laugh, “Just because of this, of course because of this, is there anything else?” Where is my eldest brother better than me?

Forget it, don’t say it, tomorrow I will go to the hook bar to play, since there is no hope of inheritance, then be a gentleman, on the contrary, it is better to live.

Xia Yan looked at the two silently.

He didn’t find Fengchungu last night, and today this last piece of the puzzle is complete.

The little widow was a dancer with no background, while the fat man was the son of the general’s mansion, and after a slight choice, he decided to go to the former first, because… Without background, there will be no trouble.

At the same time, he had an intuition that perhaps… Here comes his “eyes”.

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Late at night.

Boyang Hou Mansion.

Red candles flicker, warm fragrance fills the house.

The little widow dressed in red, with her hair scattered, drinking wine one after another, “It’s not easy… I finally fell in love with that Highness, why is this happening?

Why do this to me?

If I ascend to power one day, I will definitely kill all the men who once looked down on me in the world!

Since His Highness can’t do it, then I have to hook up with another one.

Young can’t do, then lead some lecherous old stuff.

She murmured drunkenly, and suddenly there was some cold in her heart, the candle flame in the house flickered, and the little widow turned her head sharply, but saw a huge black shadow standing in the corner of the wall.

The black shadow carries rusty and terrifying heavy armor, and the whole body is tightly protected, only to see a pair of pupils as deep as an abyss, dementoring and calm, and the cold is pressing, making people feel a kind of overlook from the top of the food chain, like a traveler meeting a fierce tiger who chooses people in the suburbs, like a deserter bumping into a killing god in the battlefield.