Therefore, when Jingtai intended to bestow a marriage, betrothing Princess Pingyang to Chen Yuan, Consort Yang spoke up with a rather ill-timed remark.

And as soon as she did.

Most of the eyes in the hall turned to her.

The birth mother of the First Prince was somewhat taken aback. Upon hearing the Emperor's words, her expression had darkened, as Princess Pingyang being given to Chen Yuan would only strengthen Sima Ke's power.

Which was not good for the other two princes.

However, she never expected that Consort Yang would jump out to object.

It was a bit odd.

The Empress, Sima Qian, Sima You, and even Princess Pingyang all wore similar expressions.

Only Sima Ke frowned, realizing the key point.

She probably didn't want to share a husband with her daughter.

But...

Mother Consort is muddled!

You and Chen Yuan have nothing substantial between you, just a fleeting affair, why bother interfering so much?

Anyway, your relationship is only known to Heaven, Earth, you, me, and him.

If Chen Yuan becomes his brother-in-law, he will help him even more wholeheartedly, greatly increasing his chances of ascending to the position of Crown Prince in the future!

Jingtai's face darkened, somewhat displeased, and he looked at Consort Yang and said faintly:

"Consort Yang, what do you find unsuitable?"

Even the address had changed. Consort Yang thought to herself, looking at Jingtai's rather gloomy expression, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Pingyang is the current eldest princess, of noble status and aloof temperament, while Marquis Wu'an, Chen Yuan, is also a man of unyielding nature and great ambition. If Pingyang marries him, this concubine believes... it's not very suitable."

The more Consort Yang spoke, the softer her voice became.

Because her reason was too far-fetched, mainly because the matter came too suddenly, and she couldn't think of much in the moment. However, seeing Jingtai's furrowed brows, she suddenly had an inspiration and quickly said:

"Moreover, as this concubine knows, Marquis Wu'an, Chen Yuan, is also keeping a woman in Qingzhou, and he was dissolute for a long time in Liangzhou, while Pingyang is pure and innocent.

Marrying Marquis Wu'an, wouldn't it be too..."

"Enough."

Before Consort Yang could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Jingtai, who snorted lightly:

"It's normal for Marquis Wu'an to be young and vigorous and to have a few women. As long as he can correct himself in the future, it doesn't matter. Isn't that the case with all the noble sons in the capital?

If having a few women makes him unsuitable, then does Pingyang not marry for the rest of her life?"

"This concubine... this concubine has spoken out of turn."

Consort Yang's face changed repeatedly, and she had no choice but to lower her head.

Jingtai subtly snorted a few times, looking at Princess Pingyang, who was staring straight ahead, and said:

"Pingyang, what do you think?"

"This daughter still wants to accompany Father Emperor for a few more years. As for marriage..." Princess Pingyang wanted to refuse, but she didn't dare, so she could only speak euphemistically.

Jingtai shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"A woman must eventually marry. Pingyang, your age is not too young. Your younger brothers have already begun to take concubines. Do you want to live a lonely life?"

"This daughter..."

"If you don't want to marry Chen Yuan, that's also fine."

Who knew Jingtai would say that, but before joy could bloom in the eyes of Consort Yang and Princess Pingyang, they heard another difficult problem.

"The capital knows that Pingyang is proud and aloof, and ordinary men don't catch her eye. How about this, as long as you can find a man who is more outstanding than Marquis Wu'an, I will no longer interfere with your marriage."

The faces of Princess Pingyang and Consort Yang immediately darkened.

A man more outstanding than Chen Yuan?

Not to mention the capital, even looking at the entire world, it's impossible to find one!

In fact, not to mention surpassing him, it's probably impossible to find someone who can even compare to Chen Yuan.

"What do you say?"

"Marquis Wu'an is ambitious, famous throughout the world, unparalleled in military achievements, and accomplished in both literary and military arts. This daughter cannot find one." Princess Pingyang sighed.

She seemed to be resigned to her fate.

An arm cannot twist a thigh. No matter how powerful she is, she is just a princess, while Jingtai is the ruler of the world, the supreme emperor, whose words are law and cannot be refused.

Jingtai's lips curled into a faint smile:

"I just have this intention. Pingyang, you can go back to the palace and think about it for a few days. If you really don't want to marry, I won't force you."

Although that's what he said, everyone present knew the meaning behind it.

"Thank you, Father Emperor."

"Mm, continue."

Jingtai casually waved his hand and took a sip of the spiritual wine.

Capital.

Chen Yuan was aimlessly wandering around the capital, as he had been doing since yesterday, seeing if he could find his Destiny Child and raise his cultivation level again.

Of course, he wasn't putting all his energy into it; it was more like something he did in his spare time.

Today was the Emperor's family banquet. While Chen Yuan occasionally opened his Heavenly Eye, he was also thinking about the purpose behind Jingtai's desire to bestow a marriage.

Was it simply to win him over?

Definitely not.

But Mo Luo was in seclusion, recovering from his injuries, and he didn't really want to disturb him for something as simple as asking a question.

If Jingtai really issued an imperial decree...

Should he refuse?

Or accept?

Mother and daughter?

To think that Chen, in his lifetime, accumulated virtue and did good deeds, such good fortune was only normal.

A conspiracy?

He already had a slight persecution complex, feeling that there were always commoners who wanted to harm him.

All sorts of thoughts swirled in Chen Yuan's mind.

But if Jingtai really issued an imperial decree, could he refuse?

It wasn't time to flip the table yet!

As he walked, Chen Yuan inadvertently arrived in front of the Qingyun Temple. Looking up, he thought of what Senior Mo Luo had said before.

The Ten Immortal Sects, the Tai Xu Palace.

This was very likely the stronghold of that Immortal Sect in the capital, and the person in charge clearly didn't want to get too involved with him, so they had repeatedly avoided him in advance.

After staring at it for a moment, Chen Yuan shook his head and prepared to return to his mansion. Suddenly, an old Daoist in a green robe, with white hair and beard, walked out. He looked at him with a smiling face.

"Marquis Wu'an, why not come into the temple for a rest?"

Chen Yuan stared at the old Daoist, sensing a faint, ethereal aura emanating from his body, subtly merging with the world, yet distinctly separate.

A Yang God True Lord!

Chen Yuan quickly judged the person's approximate cultivation level.

"In that case, I'll be intruding."

Regarding the other party being able to see through his disguise, Chen Yuan wasn't surprised at all. If it was a Yang God True Lord, his disguise and breath concealment techniques probably wouldn't work.

"Please."

Ever since the copper-thread treasure of Daoist Tianxu broke last time, he had been unable to peep into anything about Chen Yuan, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of curiosity.

How did he do it?

This was a secret technique of the Tai Xu Palace, and even Yang God True Lords found it difficult to completely shield themselves from the secrets of heaven, yet he had done it. It was truly astonishing.

However, although he was curious, he wouldn't take the initiative to visit.

However, since the other party had coincidentally come to the Qingyun Temple for the third time, it meant that he had a connection with the Tai Xu Palace. It was impossible to keep avoiding him, it was just a matter of meeting him.

Daoist Tianxu led Chen Yuan all the way to the main hall, served him a cup of ordinary tea, and then sat down, looking at him with a smiling face.

As if there was something on his face.

But in reality, he was observing his aura, wanting to see what was different about him.

But when his eyes flashed with a faint light and he wanted to explore the truth, a change suddenly occurred in his eyes, as if the world had faded, and then, a void world appeared, obscured by a sky full of purple energy.

He couldn't see it clearly at all.

And when he was about to take a closer look, suddenly, an immense power enveloped him, as if he had seen something terrifying.

He couldn't help but blush, suffering a backlash as a result.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked curiously.

While the other party was looking at him, he was also looking at the other party. It was just a pity that the other party didn't cause any changes in his Heavenly Eye. Therefore, when he saw his flushed face, he couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing, nothing..."

Daoist Tianxu waved his hand, but he was shocked in his heart.

There was no such change when he looked at him before. What exactly happened to Chen Yuan in Liangzhou?

Why was there a purple canopy?

Such an anomaly wasn't even possessed by ordinary emperors.

It was too strange.

His heavenly favor was even more terrifying.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. A person's fate was predetermined by heaven, but this kid was completely different, as if he could defy fate and change his own destiny, causing such a change in himself.

"I've visited Qingyun a few times before, but I've always missed you. Why are you willing to meet me today, Senior?"

Chen Yuan didn't beat around the bush, but went straight to the point.

"You and I are destined. Once is acceptable, twice is fine, but not a third time. This Daoist won't deliberately try to hide anymore."

Daoist Tianxu shook his head with a smile.

Chen Yuan looked around, his eyes flashing:

"This Qingyun Temple is not simple."

Daoist Tianxu smiled wryly, knowing that his background had been seen through, and immediately stopped concealing it, nodding and admitting:

"This Daoist's Daoist name is Tianxu, from the Tai Xu Palace. This place is where this Daoist cultivates."

Chen Yuan nodded, secretly saying, "As expected."

Senior Mo Luo was indeed very accurate.

This place was indeed the Tai Xu Palace, one of the Ten Immortal Sects.

"I've long admired the name of the Tai Xu Palace. I never imagined that a dignified Immortal Sect would have such a Daoist temple in the divine capital city."

"Benefactor Chen is too kind. This Daoist enjoys the bustling city and dislikes bitter cultivation, so I cultivate in this place."

The real Tai Xu Palace had declined in recent years, but it was still one of the Ten Immortal Sects, and it wasn't so destitute. He was just traveling through the world.

It was just that he had been traveling for a longer time.

After chatting for a few words, Daoist Tianxu inadvertently glanced at Chen Yuan again, but this time he didn't look away, but suddenly frowned.

Vaguely, he seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils shrank.

"Senior, what are you looking at?"

Chen Yuan frowned again, feeling that the old man's gaze was a bit off.

Daoist Tianxu didn't answer, but took out the treasure turtle shell from his sleeve, shook it a few times, and a few Tongbao coins fell to the ground.

Staring at the changes below, Daoist Tianxu smiled, then waved his hand and put it away, looking at Chen Yuan's curious expression, he pondered:

"No wonder, so that's how it is."

"Senior, why don't you speak more plainly? Forget about such ethereal words."

"This Daoist just didn't expect that the current Marquis Wu'an, the famous Demon Saber Chen Yuan, would have some connection with the previous dynasty."

Those words were shocking, and Chen Yuan was startled for a moment, but his expression didn't change:

"This Chen doesn't understand what you mean, Senior."

Daoist Tianxu chuckled:

"Benefactor Chen, rest assured, this Daoist is usually tight-lipped and won't say anything carelessly."

"This Chen doesn't even understand what Senior is talking about, so what if you say it?"

Looking at Chen Yuan's unyielding expression, Daoist Tianxu said in a solemn voice:

"If this Daoist is not mistaken, Benefactor Chen should have a blood-colored pearl in your possession. Hmm... it should be something you obtained in Liangzhou some time ago."

Chen Yuan suddenly moved, thinking of the pearl he had obtained from Xiang Lingtian.

At that time, Senior Mo Luo had said that it had some of the Tai Xu Palace's refining techniques, and he had wondered if it was related to the Qingyun Temple, thinking of coming to ask about it.

But after experiencing so many things, he had temporarily forgotten about it.

"Benefactor is right, that pearl was indeed refined by this Daoist on behalf of someone."

Daoist Tianxu readily admitted.

The reason why he discovered Chen Yuan's identity was because of that pearl. Just now, he only felt that Chen Yuan's appearance was somewhat familiar. After thinking carefully, he thought of Xiang Qianqiu.

Then, he used the Heavenly Secret Deduction method to calculate, and directly detected a connection between Chen Yuan and him.

Ordinary Heavenly Secret Deductions naturally couldn't calculate anything about Chen Yuan, but that blood pearl was refined by him personally, and there was a trace of connection in itself. With his cultivation level, he could sense it.

As long as he determined that Chen Yuan was a member of the Xiang family, then his purple aura and skyrocketing cultivation level could be explained.

He possessed the divine blood of the direct lineage, so his talent was naturally far superior to ordinary people. Coupled with the emperor's fate, he had innate purple energy protecting him, which was also plausible.

It was just that he didn't expect that the Xiang family of the former Chu Dynasty, which had already been overthrown, would actually have signs of revival.

"On behalf of whom?"

Chen Yuan immediately asked.

But in doing so, he indirectly admitted his identity.

"Benefactor Chen doesn't know?"

"Please enlighten me, Senior."

Chen Yuan's expression became serious.

"Xiang Qianqiu."

Daoist Tianxu thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

Who knew that Chen Yuan's expression would suddenly change!

Xiang Qianqiu... Xiang Qianqiu!

He was no stranger to this name. Ever since he learned that he was a descendant of the former dynasty's Crown Prince, Chen Yuan had investigated the identity of his cheap old man. His name was Xiang Qianqiu!

Although he often forgot, he would occasionally look at the things he had written down.

Therefore, he had never forgotten it.

His blood pearl was obtained from Xiang Lingtian, and Daoist Tianxu was entrusted by him to refine it. Doesn't that mean that nothing had happened to the other party?

The person who had been secretly paying attention to him and wanted to kill him to extract his bloodline... was also him!

Father killing son!

Chen Yuan instantly understood the key points, and a strong killing intent couldn't help but escape from his eyes.

Since the other party wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn't show any mercy.

Anyway, Chen Yuan himself had no feelings for this never-before-seen cheap old man, but he couldn't help but think of many things.

He had seen many scenes of fathers and sons parting ways, but he never thought that it would happen to him.

As for why he didn't do it himself, Chen Yuan only had some guesses, but he couldn't be completely sure.

Seeing the subtle change in Chen Yuan's expression, Tianxu was suspicious.

Did he misunderstand?

It wasn't Xiang Lingtian who refined it for him, or rather, it wasn't sent to his hands?

Daoist Tianxu was very clear about the things he refined. The most important function of that thing was to extract the Xiang family's divine blood. Could it be that...

Xiang Qianqiu wanted to kill Chen Yuan?

Foolish!

A descendant with such outstanding talent should be nurtured, but he actually wanted to kill and extract blood. It wasn't just foolish, it was stupid!

"Thank you for informing me, Senior."

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, gradually calming his mind.

If that kind of situation really happened in the future...

Then he wouldn't hold back!

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

"Does Senior know the whereabouts of Xiang Qianqiu?"

Since the other party wanted to kill him, he also wanted to kill the other party at this moment.

If worst came to worst, he would let the Asura True Lord take over and send his father to the west.

The thought that someone had been spying on him all the time made Chen Yuan break out in a cold sweat, wanting to get rid of this hidden danger.

Mm...

Former dynasty Crown Prince, the Xiang family's divine blood must be very strong.

Perhaps, it could help him too.

If that were the case, then this old man could be considered to have died well.

Daoist Tianxu slowly shook his head:

"Xiang Qianqiu's strength is unfathomable. This Daoist can't deduce it, but you don't have to be anxious. Since he has already started contacting you, you will definitely meet again later."

For this kind of father-son fratricide, he didn't know why, but he also had a desire to observe.

After all, this was rare.

"Senior is right."

Chen Yuan smiled with flickering eyes.

Chen Yuan stayed at the Qingyun Temple for a while. It was almost dusk when he bid farewell and said that if he had free time tomorrow, he hoped to come again.

Tianxu would not refuse.

Since he couldn't avoid it, he would accept it calmly. Perhaps he could still rely on Chen Yuan later.

Chen Yuan, who had left, was heading towards the Wu'an Marquis Mansion unhurriedly, his heart uneasy. He originally thought it would be some cliché thing.

He didn't expect it to be a father wanting to kill his son.

Really...

Heh.

At this point, Chen Yuan really didn't have the slightest goodwill towards the so-called former dynasty's royal family. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely destroy the Xiang family!

Extract their family's divine blood!

And turn it into his own.

Chen Yuan returned to the Marquis Mansion, and as usual, instructed the servants and prepared to return to his room to continue cultivating, but as he approached, his brows suddenly twitched.

As if he saw the scene inside the room.

Consort Yang... was here again.

Silently pushing open the door, Consort Yang inside saw him clearly and gradually revealed her body. Unlike last time, she didn't disguise herself.

Instead, she was wearing the court dress of a noble consort, with a phoenix hairpin in her hair, coiling her long hair, exuding an air of dignity and nobility.

Cosplay?

The word instantly came to Chen Yuan's mind.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It had only been a few days since the last time, but the other party was once again dressed in such a heartwarming outfit.

Tsk tsk tsk.

It seemed...

She must have been forced into a corner again, missing Cao Bin.

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