"Haha, it's just a little holiday when I was young. Looking back, it's still a bit interesting. But so many years have passed, and it's a change of things and people. A genius that is rare in a thousand years has a day of falling. This makes me a little sad. I finally have a rival with equal strength." The little prince Zhao Yu looked regretful for Zhu Minglang.

"Your Highness, he is now also the Dragon Shepherd." Zhao Yinge, who was like a follower, whispered.

"Ah?" Zhao Yu deliberately looked surprised, but then laughed again.

"You have become the Dragon Shepherd? You Zhu Minglang becomes the Dragon Shepherd??" Zhao Yu continued to smile. The laughter made all the young men and ladies look over at the camellia party.

"Yes, I need to give more advice in the future." Zhu Minglang said disapprovingly.

"How dare you? A genius who is rare in a thousand years must be quite outstanding in both practicing swordsmanship and the dragon shepherd. I, Zhao Yu, relying on my royal status, has the strength that has surpassed most of my peers today. How can I compare with you, a genius who has reached a very high level by practicing by yourself?" Zhao Yu's tone was extremely sarcastic.

"I had already felt very unlucky when I saw Zhao Yin Pavilion. I didn't expect that with you, Zhao Yu, the strong storm before, it should be that God was reminding me not to come to Qincheng, it was a sin." Zhu Minglang also knew what kind of person Zhao Yu was, and his hostility towards him was established very early.

"Zhu Minglang, why did you talk to Your Highness the Prince!" Zhao Yinge said angrily.

"It's okay, it's okay. This prince has never liked false respect. On the contrary, people like Zhu Minglang who are disrespectful to ghosts and Buddhas and are not afraid of gods are more polite to me. What's more, Zhu Grand Master Zhu is now the young leader of the leader of the clan. He is on par with me, a little prince. In the end, he still speaks with strength. People with strength deserve respect." Zhao Yu laughed, not caring about Zhu Minglang's tone.

"Okay, okay, Cai Mo can tell that the two of them are not acquainted. Since they are both distinguished guests in the imperial capital, please take their seats and let me respect the friendship of the landlords." Li Cai Mo interrupted the sarcastic sarcasm of the two.

Li Caimo clapped his hands, and soon several graceful zithers came and walked slowly. At the same time, a little princess from a neighboring country also played the piano to the center of the tower and played the wonderful zither songs with the piano players.

Li Caimo also personally presented a colorful bird dance to all the guests, which attracted countless young men's eyes to stare at Li Caimo's concave and straight figure...

After a few songs and dances, the poem was written in the process of chanting and writing. The little prince Zhao Yu was outstanding in writing and wrote a poem on the spot, which made the little princesses look energetic and wished they could marry the little prince of the Jiting Dynasty on the spot.

After Zhao Yu finished his poem, he left the seat.

He walked outside the tower and looked back at Zhu Minglang, with a slight change in his eyes.

After waiting outside the flower wall for a while, a man in a long silk suit leaned over. He also took a special look at Zhu Minglang who was in the tower, with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Did the people from Zhumen notice it and specifically asked him to come over?" An Qingfeng said.

An Qingfeng is the son of King An, and he did not show up because of Zhu Minglang's appearance.

If he had also joined the banquet, Zhu Minglang would have thought of more things. After all, King An had already exposed his ambitions for Zhumen.

"It's not clear yet, but Zhu Tianguan has never allowed Zhu Minglang to participate in any sect disputes. Even if Zhu Tianguan noticed it, he shouldn't have sent Zhu Minglang, a useless man, to come." said the little prince Zhao Yu.

An Qingfeng nodded.

Indeed, Zhu Minglang's appearance was a coincidence, but it might also be a coincidence.

"Then let's do it according to the plan?" An Qingfeng said.

"Well, we can't delay our progress just because Zhu Minglang alone." Zhao Yu nodded.

"Control the fire of the earth veins is equivalent to controlling the inner courtyard of Zhumen in Qincheng. If Zhu Minglang only comes, even if he notices it, how can he stop us? This time he will definitely win!" An Qingfeng said.

"Don't worry, I know how much Zhu Minglang has. I have caused him some trouble these days and made him tired of dealing with it. I believe that when the entire Zhumen Xiao Nei Temple falls, he will not notice it yet." Zhao Yu laughed.

"Why should I deal with him by the way? This is a rare opportunity. I was in the imperial capital before..." An Qingfeng said in a low voice.

"When it comes step by step, but the living Zhu Minglang is more beneficial to us. Zhu Tianguan appears to be a divorced wife and a focused on the affairs of the clan, but why isn't he protecting them? If Zhu Minglang can be captured alive, your father, Prince An, will have a powerful weapon to deal with Zhu Tianguan." said the little prince Zhao Yu.

"Yeah, but his cultivation is really destroyed?" An Qingfeng said hesitantly.

An Qingfeng also heard about the power competition. Although Zhu Minglang is not as strong as before, he seems to be an ordinary person.

"Hmph, he has been practicing sword for ten years before he can compete with me. How capable do you think he can have in just a few years now??" said the little prince Zhao Yu.

"Your Highness the Prince said this, what else can I, An Qingfeng, dare not do? Then Your Highness, will control the earth's veins and fire ropes according to the previous plan. I will deal with Zhu Minglang?" An Qingfeng said.

"He is not worthy of me attacking him now." Zhao Yu said coldly and arrogantly.

"If this matter is done, my father will definitely be particularly grateful to you." An Qingfeng said.

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In the tower, Zhu Minglang took a few sips of tea, glanced at Zhao Yu's location, and fell into a brief thought.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. Why is Zhao Yu in Qincheng?

"Brother, how about it? These little princesses are all sophisticated. If you like it, I will introduce them to me. I have a good relationship with them." Zhu Rongrong said.

"Yeah, they are all beautiful. By the way, Rongrong, when did this little prince Zhao Yu come to Qincheng? Have you heard Li Caimo say anything?" Zhu Minglang asked seriously.

"This...I'll go and ask for you?" Zhu Rongrong said.

"Who should I ask?"

"I have my own way." After Zhu Rongrong said that, he held a plate of small pastries and started chatting with other princesses and the city lords.

After a while, Zhu Rongrong sat back with a smile on his face, put his little mouth to Zhu Minglang's ear, and said mysteriously.

"It seems that this little prince Zhao Yu is going to be the king. On the day of his title, he must decide a princess. The royal family gave him several candidates to the little prince Zhao Yu, one of them is Sister Li Caimo. Some of the other little princesses are not here to attend a camellia party at all, but to the little prince Zhao Yu. I guess they want to try their luck and see if they are attracted by this little prince." Zhu Rongrong said.

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Chapter completed!