The two talked for a long time. When the sun went down, Xia Yanwu left. He had already revealed enough sincerity, and he just waited for Ning Chen to give him an answer.
He believed that Ning Chen would make a correct judgment. Now the battle for the throne, the situation is mixed, but it has gradually tilted. In the end, strength will definitely decide everything.
After the third prince left, Ning Chen was still sitting quietly on the seat, drinking a cup of tea and contemplating seriously.
He also made a choice at that time. No matter whether the third prince or the tenth prince, there must always be one person to ascend the throne.
"Mingyue, do you think the third prince or the tenth prince is suitable for the emperor?" Ning Chen asked softly, looking at the little girl who was playing with Ye Mingzhu boredly.
"You are suitable," Mingyue said without looking up.
"..." Ning Chen was speechless and had nothing to talk about.
At this moment, the old butler walked into the hall and said respectfully, "Master Hou, someone sent this letter from outside."
Ning Chen frowned, tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside, seeing the signature at the end of the letter, his eyes narrowed slightly, it was him.
This is a battle letter, sent by Mu Qianshang.
He is about to step into the innate, and before that, he wants to understand the unfinished battle before.
He owed him a favor. In the past, if Mu Qianshang didn't let him enter the Green Frost Valley, he wouldn't be able to get the Lingjing Flower. This time, he had to go.
"Mingyue, I want to go out, are you going?" Ning Chen glanced at Xiao Mingyue and asked softly.
"Go" Mingyue jumped out of the chair, put away Ye Mingzhu, and stretched out her little hand.
Ning Chen took the little girl's hand, and immediately ordered a few words to the housekeeper before leaving the Hou residence.
In the Haowu Palace, Xia Ziyi was the first prince to be crowned a king, and the mansion was also the largest among the several princes. It can be seen how much Emperor Xia valued the eldest prince of Daxia during his lifetime.
When Ning Chen and Mingyue came, the nine princesses were about to leave, and when they saw the two came, they sat down again.
"How's the injury?" Xia Ziyi asked, he knew that Ning Chen's injury was much more serious than what was rumored.
"No problem for now," Ning Chen replied.
"What's the point of coming here at this time?" Xia Ziyi asked suspiciously.
"Can the ink sword be repaired?" Ning Chen asked slowly.
Xia Ziyi shook her head and said, "It will take some time, why do you suddenly ask about this matter? Your skill is enough to deal with anyone under the innate even without a sword, so why rush for a while?"
"This time is different." Ning Chen sighed softly and said, "The opponent is Mu Qianshang, I have to use my sword"
"Young master of Cijian Tiange?" Xia Ziyi frowned slightly. He had heard of this person, and the swordsmanship was self-sufficient. Even the elders of Cijian Tiange were defeated by him, and now he only needs to step into the innate moment.
"En." Ning Chen nodded and briefly explained the matter between them.
"It's really a little troublesome," Xia Ziyi said with a worried look on her face. Others could say that this Mu Qianshang is a genius among swordsmen who has not been seen in a hundred years. If Ning Chen doesn't have a sword, the odds of winning are too slim.
With the cultivation of the two of them, ordinary swords are definitely not good. If they don't match a few moves, they will not be able to bear it and collapse on their own. Impact.
"Brother, have you forgotten that there is actually a sword in the palace, but I don't know if the mother is willing to lend it out," Xia Xinyu reminded.
"Da Yin Qing Que Sword" was reminded by the nine princesses, and Xia Ziyi also remembered, and her brows immediately wrinkled again.
"This is the sword of the previous dynasty, and the mother may not agree to it," Xia Ziyi said uncertainly.
Ning Chen thought for a moment, then got up and said, "I can't handle that much, I have to give it a try, Mingyue, let's go"
"Go now?" Xia Ziyi asked, startled.
"The time is tonight" Ning Chen said helplessly.
Xia Ziyi was slightly startled. It seemed that Mu Qianshang was about to take this step, otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a hurry.
"Xinyu, you can go back together too" Xia Ziyi turned her head and said softly.
"En." Xia Xinyu hesitated for a while, but nodded.
The three walked all the way to the palace, Ning Chen never spoke because of something in her heart, Xia Xinyu was a little embarrassed, since the last time she was referring to marriage, she was quite afraid of being alone with Ning Chen.
Mingyue has a big heart, like a mirror in her heart, she doesn't make a sound, looks at the bad guy, then Xia Xinyu, and then curls her lips.
She felt that this Ninth Princess of Xia was not worthy of a bad person.
Xia Xinyu felt even more embarrassed after feeling Mingyue's gaze, and deliberately avoided Xiao Mingyue's gaze.
Ning Chen also came back to his senses at this moment. He glanced at the little girl and immediately understood what was going on. He patted Xiao Mingyue's cloth cap lightly, and said, "Children, don't think wildly."
Mingyue smiled stupidly, looking as pure as a little white flower.
The three entered the palace very quickly. It stands to reason that it would be very troublesome to enter the palace at this time, but Xia Xinyu and Ning Chen had different identities, and no one dared to stop them. .
The eldest grandson was not in the Tianyu Palace, but returned to the Weiyang Palace. It was not convenient for Ning Chen to enter the harem, so he could only wait in the Tianyu Palace.
After waiting for a while, Lime came first and asked him and Xiao Mingyue to wait.
After a long time, the eldest grandson and the ninth princess came over. In Xia Xinyu's hand, she was holding a five-foot-long mahogany box, engraved with dragon patterns and covered with yellow scarves, which looked very noble.
"Return it immediately after using it up," the eldest grandson said sternly.
This is the sword of the previous dynasty, and it is reasonable to say that it can't be born again. However, because of Ning Chen's safety, she had to make an exception.
"Definitely," Ning Chen promised.
Borrowing the sword was much smoother than expected, Ning Chen didn't stay much longer and left with Mingyue.
"Be careful, if you can't beat it, you will admit defeat." When Ning Chen left the hall, the eldest grandson said.
"Ha!" Ning Chen paused for a while, chuckled lightly, and then continued to walk.
admit defeat? Maybe.
After Ning Chen left, the eldest grandson looked at the daughter beside him and sighed, "Xin Yu, my mother hopes that you will think carefully about your marriage with Ning Chen, don't regret it until you miss it"
Xia Xinyu was silent and nodded lightly.
On the way back, Mingyue was tired and didn't want to walk. Ning Chen had no choice but to carry the little girl on his back again. After a long time, Xiao Mingyue sank a lot.
"Bad man, are you sure you will win?" Mingyue leaned on Ning Chen's shoulder and said softly.
She doesn't understand this, but it doesn't mean she can't see the worry in other people's eyes. The bad guy is still injured, and he hasn't fully recovered since he came back from Buddhaland.
Little Mingyue didn't know that Ning Chen was seriously injured again two days ago, and now it can be described as a new injury and an old injury.
"Of course I'm sure, when did I lose?" Ning Chen said lightly and smiled gently. In front of Mingyue, he always showed his best side.
Mingyue tightened her arms and whispered, "I'll wait for you at home, so I won't go and cause trouble for you."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "When did you become so sensible, it seems that our bright moon is about to grow up"
"I don't want to grow up"
Mingyue didn't say anything later, when he grew up, he couldn't carry her back.
Yiyi Qingfeng brushed the two of them, and the little cloth hat shook, and the long hair in it was the most beautiful trust in the world. In just a few months, too many things happened, only this trust and dependence have never been. never changed.
The two returned to the mansion, and Mingyue went to sleep after eating something. Tonight, she did not pester Ning Chen to listen to the story.
Da Yin Qingque sword was inserted on the stone slab in the courtyard, Ning Chen stood quietly, rested his mind, and raised his fighting spirit to the peak of his life.
This is the fairest battle since he came to this world. There is no grievance, no benefit, and it is only for the sake of martial arts. Prince Yan's Mansion, the contemporary legend of Daxia has been looking at the direction of the Marquis of Zhiming's Mansion. The sword stand in front of him was motionless. He thought he would come to borrow the sword, but he didn't come, so that's fine, this is a fair battle , what kind of brilliant sparks will be wiped out
, he waits and sees.
Martial artist, the most important focus, Ning Chen is too distracted by other things. Since entering the martial arts, there has never been a battle for himself. Once the battle is mixed with conspiracy and interests, he will lose too much.
He really wanted to see how far Ning Chen could reach with his full strength.
In the Marquis of Zhiming's mansion, the fighting spirit is getting heavier and heavier, the big Yin Qingque sword moves automatically without wind, trembling slightly, the next moment, the sword rushes into the sky, drawing a most beautiful brilliance.
"coming"
The young man who was a hundred miles away from the imperial city slowly opened his mouth and said after seeing this brilliance above the sky.
In the Great Xia Imperial City, several eyes saw this sword full of fighting spirit, with shock on his face. This sword came from the Marquis of Zhiming.
"Go and see." In Lingyan Pavilion, Su Feiyan got up and walked outside the pavilion.
"Yes" Qiu Lan responded and immediately followed.
In the Kamikaze camp, Xia Yanwu left the tent. After a moment of silence, he stepped out of the barracks.
At the same time, all other directions in the imperial city, above the ninth grade, came out. They wanted to see with their own eyes whether this Marquis of the Great Xia was really as powerful as rumored.
In Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning stood in front of the door with her eldest grandson, looking at the west, praying silently for this battle.
In the west hall of Taili Si, the red candles flickered, Yin Wugou stood quietly in front of the window, dressed in a coquettish red robe, reflecting a plain look, without saying a word.
"Young Master, aren't you going to watch it?" Shang Han said softly, he knew that Young Master was concerned about this battle.
"No, the master will not lose." Yin Wugou shook his head and said calmly.
The moon was like a hook, drawing out the lights of thousands of houses, Ning Chen walked out of the house, walking without rushing, and after a few steps, there was a faint shadow in the sky.
Sky's Great Yin Qingque Sword fell, and with a bang, it returned to its sheath.
Suyi with a sword, is no longer bound by conspiracy tonight, with a fighting will, sharper than a sword.
A quarter of an hour later, Su Yi appeared a hundred miles away from the imperial city, and the moon of the hour lit up the whole world.
"Please"
Under the black white cloak, the demon eyes are like the moon. This is the most beautiful person in the world.
"Please"
Su Yi spreads her hands, the wind is cold at the tail of her clothes, her calm face is still the same as before, only the fighting spirit is fierce and victorious.
Under the Innate, the strongest two finally officially stood face to face. Tonight, it will be the most peak battle under the Innate.
"Bang" the next moment, frost and snow drifted, and the two bodies slammed into each other...