The next day, early in the morning.

The Prince's Mansion became lively.

In the huge prince's palace, there are maids and servants making arrangements everywhere.

The gate of the Prince's Mansion is wide open.

It means welcoming guests and friends from all over the world.

Two rows of neatly dressed, capable guards lined up on both sides.

As soon as the guests who can only come to the banquet arrive, show them the way.

On one side of the gate.

There is a desk with the four treasures of the study and many blank gift accounts.

A middle-aged scholar with an extraordinary bearing was sitting in front of the desk, with more than a dozen brushes of different lengths beside him.

Waiting for guests to arrive.

This time the meat banquet was held, and basically all the prominent figures in the Great Yong Dynasty were invited.

I'm afraid the gifts will be astronomical.

Therefore, the chief accountant of the Prince's Mansion took charge personally.

Responsible for writing gift accounts for guests and friends who come to congratulate them.

Fang Chongtian and Qin Qingcheng went to the living room early.

Wait for guests to arrive.

At this time, Fang Chongtian was full of energy, and his eyes flashed with divine light.

After cultivating the Eighteen Transformations of the Heavenly Realm, his Yinshen became even stronger.

The strength has increased exponentially.

It has surpassed the fourth prince and eighth prince.

Steadyly ranked first among all the princes.

And after the cultivation breakthrough.

The crown prince's position became more and more stable.

He naturally has the aura of ruling the world in the palm of his hand.

At this time, he had his hands behind his back.

Standing in the reception hall.

He was silently looking at a picture hanging on the wall of the living room.

On this picture, there is a Daoist drawn.

Other than that, there is nothing.

The Daoist is just a few strokes, the lines are simple, but extremely expressive.

His expression is natural and his eyes are distant and clear.

It is obviously the hand of a famous artist.

After a while.

Fang Chongtian turned around, walked to Qin Qingcheng and sat down.

Since there were no guests yet, the two chatted casually.

"Qingcheng, have you ever felt that Chen'er's eyes sometimes resemble this portrait?"

Qin Qingcheng chuckled and pinched him.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the statue of the Heavenly King of the Yuan Dynasty. Don't talk nonsense!"

Fang Chongtian waved his hand.

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

"Qingcheng, Chen'er and Yue'er are having a full-moon wine and meat feast today."

"My father and my mother will be here by then, and my mother and concubine have already received the summons."

"My uncle and grandpa will also come together."

"I know, the Qin Family's attitude towards us..."

"At that time, I will tell the guests that you, the Qin Family, are too busy, so it is inconvenient to come."

"Don't worry, it'll be okay. I'll take care of everything."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Qin Qingcheng and held her hand firmly.

Qin Qingcheng lowered his head and held the corner of his skirt with one hand.

Beito bit his lip.

"Chongtian, I...have embarrassed you."

She wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Fang Chongtian.

"What are you throwing away? Give it to me and give it to us. Great Yongchao is so embarrassed!"

"Let's just talk about Chen'er and Yue'er. With the power of their Innate souls, how many of the youngest sons of your Qin Family can compare to them?"

"Don't belittle yourself. The Qin Family will regret it and will definitely beg you to go back."

He coaxed and coaxed her, finally calming down Qin Qingcheng.

At this time, singing came from outside.

"The Marquis of Jinghai came to the banquet. I presented him with ten kilograms of colored glaze fruit. He asked the Marquis of Jinghai to go to the living room and rest for a while."

I glanced at the sky and before I knew it, it was already noon.

The guests coming to the banquet should arrive one after another.

The two looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and went out to greet him.

"Harmful!"

"I'm afraid I will be dragged out again at night and visited and commented upon by those ants."

"You know how to torment children, damn it!"

Feng Changyue lay bored on the crib.

Looking at the roof.

Listening to the Prince's Mansion that was gradually becoming noisy outside.

Sighed.

Turning around, he saw Fang Chensha sitting on the bed.

There I clapped hands with Xiaoqing.

Had a great time.

"Tch, the little thing knows how to play with these little girls."

"It's so heartless."

"But I don't care about you for now."

"When you reach the age of three, I will teach you peerless magical skills and urge you to practice martial arts every day."

"Don't waste such a good foundation in cultivation. If you dare to be lazy, I will beat your ass!"

She snorted softly.

In his mind, the light that cut through the darkness and cut off the jade at the candlelight development ceremony half a year ago flashed through his mind.

"No, just taking a photo will never be like this."

"This is no longer a matter of Innate soul strength."

"It must have triggered some kind of power in the dark."

"what is it?"

"Why does my little brother's Light-Extinguishing Sacred Body trigger it?"

She looked at the innocent smile on Fang Chensha's face.

Countless conjectures arose in my mind.

...

In the blink of an eye.

It was already dusk.

Candles were lit in every house.

At this time, the Prince's Mansion was bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of invited guests from all directions.

A rough count shows that there are no less than a thousand people.

Moreover, guests continued to enter the mansion.

If it weren't for the fact that the Prince's Mansion was located on the outskirts of Beijing and occupied a vast area, it would have been overcrowded long ago.

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