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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 489: Mystery

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    Chapter 489 Mystery

    Zhezong sighed, sat on the couch, and looked down at the child in her arms.

    The little boy is about three or four years old. He has delicate features and beautiful eyes. He is as cute as pink and jade. He is lying in the arms of the young woman with his brows furrowed as if he is suffering from pain.

    His eyes were closed tightly, his lips were chapped and peeled, and he moaned lowly from time to time.

    Zhe Zong's nose felt sour, and when he heard the child moaning, his heart was about to break. He wished he could die in his place, and he glanced at Zhao Changsheng outside the curtain.

    His face turned red and his teeth squeaked as he gritted his teeth. The feeling of powerlessness made him extremely painful. As the emperor, he could not save his own flesh and blood!

    "You can't blame Zhao Changsheng for this matter. Since the prince was born, he has been born with deficiencies and has a weak constitution. He has always been accompanied by medicine. It is Zhao Changsheng's ability to survive for three years."

    The prince was weak in constitution, but extremely intelligent and well-behaved. He was Zhezong's pet peeve. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would come over and talk to his son, and his worries would disappear.

    Zhe Zong patted the young woman's shoulder and whispered: "Queen, don't be sad, Mr. Xiao has great powers and will definitely be able to save the prince!"

    The young woman turned a deaf ear and just rocked the child gently and hummed softly.

    Zhezong sat for a while, feeling like a ball of cotton was stuck in his heart. He couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and picked up the curtain, went out, and came to Zhao Changsheng.

    Zhao Changsheng was sitting in front of the Xuan case, thinking hard and frowning.

    Zhezong looked at him and had no intention of talking to him. He walked around the hall with his hands behind his back, like an ant in a hot spot, with a face full of anxiety.

    In his opinion, the prince is already dying, and if Mr. Xiao doesn't come, it may be too late!

    He waved his hand and hurriedly ordered: "Xiao Chengzi, hurry up, if you go and urge me again, Mr. Xiao must come right away, come right away!"

    "Yes, official." Eunuch Cheng responded, his body flashed, as if a wisp of breeze was blowing by, and he disappeared into the hall in the blink of an eye.

    Zhezong stepped out of the main hall and walked up and down the steps. Although it was early in the morning, he was already sweating. He stopped from time to time and looked southward.

    His expression became more and more anxious, and he murmured to himself that he was an emperor, but at this time he was just a father, and he was extremely anxious to see his child dying.

    In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

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    Suddenly, his face showed ecstasy, he ran out, stepped down the three steps in one step, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Xiao, hurry! Hurry!"

    Xiao Yuesheng followed Mr. Dong, like two breezes drifting over. When he saw Zhe Zong, his body suddenly accelerated and he went up to meet him.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't say much, just nodded to him and went straight into the hall.

    It is not difficult for him to save a person. Even if the child's vitality is exhausted and his vitality has been lost, he can still save it with his innate energy.

    An hour later, he came out of the main hall, followed by Zhe Zong. He rubbed his hands in excitement and invited Xiao Yuesheng to the Star Observation Tower.

    The two of them stepped into the Star Observation Tower, holding the white jade pole and looking down at the palace. The breeze came slowly, and the sun shone brightly.

    "Mr.'s medical skills are an eye-opener for me!" Zhe Zong patted the white jade railing and exclaimed.

    Xiao Yuesheng faced the wind, took a long breath, and shook his head: "Your Majesty, the prince's body is too weak and his bones are too weak to be replenished. He must find a way"

    "Sir, you must have figured out a way, right?" Zhe Zong asked with a smile.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and remained silent.

    Zhezong stretched and yawned long. He felt a little sleepy. He was so anxious just now, but now he stopped and felt tired immediately.

    Xiao Yuesheng said: "Let the prince learn to practice kung fu."

    Zhezong shook his head and laughed: "Sir, don't be joking. How can he know how to practice at such a young age?"

    "Now the only way to save lives is to practice martial arts." Xiao Yuesheng looked at him and said warmly: "He can't do it on his own, so he can only ask Your Majesty to help him."

    "I -?" Zhe Zong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What should I do?"

    "For half an hour every day, Your Majesty guides him to practice Qigong."

    "Where did he get his inner strength" Zhe Zong asked, shaking his head and smiling: "Although he is smart, the acupuncture points are still too profound for him and cannot be taught."

    "First take the ginseng decoction, and then your Majesty will guide him with his internal energy, so that he can become familiar with the route of internal energy. After a while, he will naturally remember it."

    "Well, this is a good idea." Zhe Zong thought and nodded.

      "It's just that you have to work hard, Your Majesty." Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, and then warned: "The prince is too weak now. Once he drinks the ginseng soup, he must exercise his power immediately. Don't delay, otherwise something big will happen."

    "Okay!" Zhe Zong nodded solemnly and said with a smile, "Will this make the prince stronger?"

    "It takes a while to freeze three feet." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "It all depends on the prince's qualifications. Once the mental method is mastered, the body will naturally get better."

    "Okay! No matter what, I will let him practice well!" Zhe Zong gritted his teeth.

    Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly waved his hand: "Your Majesty, please don't rush for success. You must induce him to like practicing Kung Fu. If you force him to practice, it will be counterproductive!"

    "Yeah, I'll take note of it!" Zhe Zong smiled and nodded.

    After this incident, the palace received another reward, even more generous.

    The Xiao Mansion is much deserted now, with only Fang Xueqing and the others. Wang Yuyan is in Yanziwu during the day and comes back at night. Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling are in the Qingfeng Gang, tired of being with their parents and reluctant to leave.

    It was rare for Xiao Yuesheng to be pure. When he had free time, he began to study bronze inscriptions.

    Fang Xueqing has always been by her side, rubbing her ears and temples together, trapped in a gentle country and unable to extricate herself.

    In the evening, Xiao Yuesheng and Fang Xueqing left the Xiao Mansion and went to the woods outside the house. They walked along the woods and reached the riverside.

    Looking up, under the afterglow of the setting sun, the river surface is clear and calm. It looks like a piece of colorful brocade, so magnificent that I wish I could cut it off and make clothes.

    Fang Xueqing untied the cable, and the two of them boarded a boat and rowed slowly toward the center of the river, hoping to visit the small island on the opposite side of the river.

    The half-sized painting is extremely delicately arranged. It was made by the imperial craftsman of the imperial palace, and naturally exudes an aura of grace and splendor.

    The evening breeze blew, and the paintings were floating slowly. The two of them stood on the bow of the boat, facing the evening breeze, and were intoxicated by the beautiful sunset.

    "Sir, you have been studying bronze inscriptions for a while, have you made any progress?" Fang Xueqing was dressed in an apricot-yellow shirt, and her face was as white as flawless, resembling warm white jade.

    "Well, I've cracked a few words." Xiao Yuesheng nodded with a smile on his face.

    Seeing that he was happy, Fang Xueqing followed the joy, tilted her head and asked with a smile: "What is the secret of the golden inscriptions that makes the young master so interested in it?"

    "This secret is really big!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed.

    Fang Xueqing tilted her head and looked at him, with waves of light flowing in her bright eyes, but Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing.

    ¡°Mr.¡ªson¡ª!¡± Fang Xueqing was irritated and rolled her eyes at him.

    Xiao Yuesheng touched the bridge of his nose and chuckled, "How about you experience it!"

    As he spoke, he used the void as a board in front of him and wrote a word with his index finger. When he took his finger away, he smiled at her.

    "Huh?!" Fang Xueqing looked surprised, her apricot-yellow shirt swayed louder and louder, and her black satin-like hair fluttered as if she was in a strong wind.

    The weather around Xiao Yuesheng was calm, the evening breeze was blowing, and the corners of his clothes were lazily moving. They were only two meters apart, but they seemed to be in two worlds.

    A whistling sound came from Fang Xueqing's side, like a roaring wind. Her clothes swayed and surged like waves. Her jade face had a strange expression, and she stared at Xiao Yuesheng blankly.

    Xiao Yuesheng touched the bridge of his nose and looked at her with a smile. Suddenly, her feet left the deck and her body floated flatly.

    The clothes were fluttering, the hair was flying, and the graceful body slowly rose up, as if being held up by an invisible force, it rose to a height of one foot and stopped.

    Fang Xueqing chuckled, and the clear laughter was ethereal, as if it came from the distant sky, mixed with the roar of the wind, and clearly reached his ears.

    ¡°Sir, it¡¯s so fun, haha¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at it with a smile, and wrote a word in the void in front of him with his index finger, like a dragon and a snake, waving it away.

    The roar suddenly stopped, and she suddenly fell down. Her hair and clothes stuck back to her body, and she returned to normal. Everything just now seemed like an illusion.

    Fang Xueqing looked around, looked down at herself, and then looked up at Xiao Yuesheng: "Young Master, it's really interesting. What's going on?"

    Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "That is the secret of bronze inscriptions, connecting the three talents of heaven, earth and man!"

    ¡°It¡¯s really amazing!¡± Fang Xueqing marveled in admiration.
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