Opening Puncher Royal Body

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the atmosphere was extremely frozen.

Xia Huang, Xia Chen, neither of them spoke.

Thirty years later, the ninth prince, who was only ten years old at the time, was sent out of the palace and left in the ancestral land.

Thirty years in a flash, that is to say, Xia Chen is already forty years old.

But he looked like a 20-year-old boy, young, handsome, with an aura that surprised even Emperor Xia.

Calm down, this kid is too calm.

No, a forty-year-old person cannot be this young.

Xia Huang was a little suspicious, and his spiritual sense quietly reached out, wanting to check Xia Chen's physical condition and whether there were any secrets.

It's a pity that after a few scans of Divine Mind, nothing was found. No matter how you looked at it, Xia Chen was like an ordinary person with no cultivation.

In fact, when Emperor Xia's spiritual thoughts swept over, he had already noticed it, but he just let the other party check it. After all, he had the cultivation realm of Nirvana Triple Heaven Perfection.

If you don't want to, it is impossible for Xia Huang to detect any cultivation base and breath.

Because Xia Chen saw through Emperor Xia's cultivation base at a glance, Nirvana's first level, and there was a feeling of exhaustion in his body.

Xia Huang, his life is not long.

"Thirty years, Xiao Jiu, do you still hate me?"

After a long silence, Emperor Xia sighed.

Looking at the father and emperor in front of him, Xia Chen gave a light salute: "Father, the sons and ministers are not jealous, nor will they be jealous."

Xia Huang waved his hand and sighed: "It's I who owe you thirty years apart."

"Do you know why I sent you out back then?"

He suddenly asked.

Xia Chen's thoughts moved, and he calmly said: "Because Erchen participated in the conspiracy to usurp the throne?"

"Conspiracy to usurp the throne, hehe"

Xia Huang smiled, and the smile was ironic.

He hummed, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"When you were only ten years old, would you participate in the plot to usurp the throne?"

The words also revealed the doubts in Xia Chen's heart.

Yes, for 30 years, I couldn't figure out why the ninth prince Xia Chen, who was only ten years old, actually participated in the plot to usurp the throne?

This in itself is unreasonable, even if you are not an adult, you want to usurp the throne, and Xia Chen has no memory of it.

In other words, usurping the throne is a joke, and being implicated is real.

"Also ask the emperor to express himself."

Although Xia Chen guessed something, he still pretended to be stupid.

Xia Huang looked at him with dark eyes, and sighed for a long time: "For thirty years, I have never taught you well, and I owe you too much."

"Originally, if you were less than sixteen, you could not leave the palace, but because of my confusion, I sent you to the ancestral land and stayed there for thirty years."

"It's normal for you to hate me in your heart, I don't blame you."

Xia Huang said every word, and there was a trace of guilt in his words.

But Xia Chen's heart was calm and terrifying.

For the Xia Huang in front of him, he didn't have the slightest emotion, and it was even the first time they met.

If he wasn't the ninth prince himself, he wouldn't even bother, but with his identity here, he wouldn't even admit it.

"Forget it, thirty years, after all, I owe you, I never gave you any instruction, and I didn't let you complete your due prince's studies."

When Emperor Xia said this, he felt a little regretful in his heart.

As soon as he turned ten years old, he was sent directly to the ancestral land. After staying for thirty years, even if he had an amazing talent, he would directly become a waste.

After coming back thirty years later, Xia Chen had not received any education from the royal family, not even as a prince.

This is equivalent to this life wasted.

Moreover, Emperor Xia knew that Xia Chen did not have any talent for martial arts, so at the age of forty, he was already middle-aged.

"I ask you, what compensation do you want?"

"No matter what it is, as long as it can be done, I will promise you."

Xia Huang suddenly said something.

Hearing this, Xia Chen's first reaction was, is this old man trying to test him?

"Father, I don't need anything, I just want a place to enjoy my old age."

Xia Chen said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Xia Huang was stunned, staring at him with burning eyes.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes met, but Xia Chen's face was calm and calm, and he didn't feel any fear at all.

Emperor Xia was silent, the boy said that he only wanted a place to retire.

"You are an adult, and you should have obtained your own fief, but this matter will be put aside for the time being, and I will make arrangements for you."

Xia Huang thought about it for a long time, and when he saw the calm Xia Chen's heart move, he said these words.

"Originally, an adult prince could not stay in the palace, but since you have been in the ancestral land, I feel that I owe you too much."

Speaking of this, Emperor Xia paused and looked at Xia Chen's expression, but unfortunately nothing changed.

His mind changed sharply, and he said: "I, allow you to stay in the West Palace for a while, and I will give you a piece of land when I choose a good day for you."

"How do you feel?"

After speaking, Emperor Xia quietly looked at the son in front of him whom he hadn't seen in thirty years.

Xia Chen bowed lightly and said indifferently: "My son, thank the father and emperor, everything depends on the father and the emperor."

"Okay, you can go down and rest."

Looking at the nine sons in front of him, Xia Huang's mood was very complicated, and he was even more surprised.

I always feel that I can't see through the son in front of me. I haven't seen him for 30 years. The little guy who used to be a man has already changed.

If it wasn't for Emperor Xia's special means to verify that Xia Chen was his bloodline, he would even doubt whether it was faked by someone else.

"My son retire."

Xia Chen bowed and turned to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

As soon as he came out, he saw Eunuch Tan who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Your Highness, please come with me."

After Eunuch Tan finished speaking, he led the way and took Xia Chen to the West Palace.

At this time, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Xia sat there silently alone, with rays of light flashing in his eyes.

"How, what's wrong?"

Xia Huang suddenly spoke lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, a dark shadow appeared quietly.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince. His bloodline is pure and flawless, and there is no falsehood."

Black Shadow said in a hoarse voice.

Emperor Xia fell silent after hearing this, his eyes flashing violently.

He only heard him say faintly: "I haven't seen you in thirty years, why is he still so young?"

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Highness has been living in the ancestral land for thirty years without marriage."

Black Shadow said hoarsely.

Emperor Xia was stunned and silent.

Thirty years after he was issued, he was forty years old. As the ninth prince of Daxia, he didn't have a single woman, and he was still a boy.

This made Emperor Xia silent, and there was a sense of indebtedness in his heart.

As a prince, at the age of forty, there is no woman, not to mention the princess, not even a concubine, not even a little maid.

This is completely incompatible with the treatment that a prince should have.

"I, owe him too much."

Xia Huang suddenly sighed.

"Cough cough." As he said that, he suddenly coughed violently.

The next moment, Emperor Xia coughed up a trace of blood in his hand, and the dark red blood contained a trace of toxin.

"Your Majesty." The shadow stepped forward in panic, but was stopped by Emperor Xia.

Xia Huang paused and said: "I'm fine, you go to collect the daughters who are waiting in the family of the generals and ministers of the court, and Xiao Jiu should have a marriage."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The shadow responded and disappeared quietly.

Only Emperor Xia was left with a faint sigh.

"Zhen, time is running out. It seems that the candidate for the prince must be determined as soon as possible."

After Huang Xia finished speaking, a calm figure flashed in his mind naturally, and the whole person was stunned.

Thinking of Xia Chen's calmness, calmness, and extraordinary quality, wouldn't he be the best successor with a little training?