Chapter 6 The Queen’s Methods

Half a year passes in a blink of an eye.

Ming Buyan broke through the fourth level of Mingyu Jue by completing daily tasks and practicing tirelessly, and became a first-class master in one fell swoop.

In Daliang Jianghu, top-notch masters who are twelve years old are still unheard of.

However, although he has made some achievements in practice, in the past six months, he has not exposed his martial arts skills and has never used force in front of others.

Even if I practice some moves, I practice them when no one is around.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is still the fallen genius boy who only knows how to go to Qunfang Pavilion to have fun all day long, which is even more exaggerated than Mingfeng.

[Today’s task: Listening to music on the hook]

Ming Buyan took a look at the tasks released by the system today and was not surprised.

In the past six months, almost one-third of the system's daily tasks were to listen to music in Goulan. He suspected that the system was not serious.

Isn't it an old color batch system?

Ming Buyan muttered to himself, then stood up and left the palace.

At this time, there was heavy snowfall in the royal capital. Both inside and outside the palace walls were covered in silver, and the cold wind and snow howled between the sky and the earth.

Under the service of several maids, Ming Wuyan put on a snow-white fox fur coat and headed to Qunfang Pavilion in the wind and snow.

Several maids sighed secretly, His Highness still had to go out in such heavy snow, these foxy girls from Fang Pavilion are really awesome.

Ming Wuyan walked out of Tianxin Palace, and when he was about to leave the palace gate, he saw some palace people gathered together not far away, looking at a bridge.

On the bridge, a snow-white figure stood. If you look closely, you will see that it is a palace maid who has been frozen into an ice sculpture.

The palace maid was quite beautiful, but she only wore a thin gauze dress.

With his hands raised, it looked like he was dancing before he was alive.

It was as if he was frozen to death while dancing.

In a pavilion not far from the dead palace maid, a beautiful woman wearing a gold hairpin and a gorgeous coat was making tea.

There were several personal maids waiting around. The other party glanced at the palace maid who was frozen to death, and a sneer appeared on her face, "I don't know what to say."

"I heard that the palace lady heard that His Majesty would pass by here, so she prepared to dance here last night to attract His Majesty's attention. Unfortunately, until she froze to death, Your Majesty did not show up."

"It is said that last night, for some unknown reason, the Queen suddenly went to the Yangxin Hall to accompany His Majesty to correct the memorial all night long."

"Tsk, tsk, I don't believe it is a coincidence."

Several palace people were whispering.

Ming Wuyan glanced at the Empress from the side. He had some impressions of this person. According to his seniority, he would call her "Auntie".

However, there was no contact between them, and his impression of the queen was only derived from the words of some palace officials.

It is said that this empress is cruel and ruthless. She has ruled the harem for more than 20 years. She has always been His Majesty's favorite person and her position is unshakable.

In this harem, there are countless cases of competition between concubines and concubines.

Some are even younger and more beautiful than the queen, but no matter what, the queen is still the queen, and some of those concubines have turned into ghosts in the palace.

His wrists are visible.

Ming Buyan thought of the rumors about the queen, took another look at the palace maid who was frozen into an ice sculpture, and couldn't help but shake her head.

For a woman in the palace, if she wants to be rich and prosperous, the fastest way is to gain His Majesty's favor and climb onto the dragon's bed.

Just fighting for favor in the harem is not much better than fighting on the battlefield.

No one can blame the other party for ending up like this.

"Let's take a good look at this bitch's fate. As long as I am here, it will not be easy for you to climb into His Majesty's bed."

The queen's indifferent voice spread through the wind and snow.

The coldness in it was worse than ice and snow, and everyone shivered.

Ming Wuyan glanced at the queen in surprise. He had not met the queen often before and did not realize that this time after he was promoted to a first-class master, he could faintly feel the fluctuation of true energy from her body.

The other party is actually a warrior?!

And his cultivation seems to be quite good.

"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this palace. A woman has such strength." Ming Buyan thought to himself, and his somewhat complacent mentality because he was promoted to a first-class master quickly corrected himself and he no longer dared to be careless.

After watching the queen reprimand the palace people, she left secretly without saying anything.

The queen seemed to be aware of it, and glanced at the direction the other party was leaving, but didn't care. If the other party was still the bright and talented young man in the past, she would not neglect him, but now, she no longer trusts the other party.

Compared with the other party, the women in the palace who have ulterior motives and want to be in the upper ranks are even more worthy of her attention.

"I am the only one who can rule this harem and win His Majesty's favor."

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In Qunfang Pavilion, Ming Wuyan rested his head on Rose's knees, while the other party picked grapes, carefully peeled off the skins, and put them into Ming Buyan's mouth.

Not far away, Peony was wearing a long red dress, leading a group of dancers in a dance, her figure swaying, and her snow-white skin under the long dress was looming.

The dance steps are powerful and touching.

Especially at Peony's feet, there is a big drum. The pair of slender jade feet fall on the drum surface. The sound of the drum is sometimes deep and sometimes violent, echoing in all directions.

A group of dancing girls danced with the momentum of thousands of troops.

After the song was over, Ming silently clapped and cheered.

"Okay, my sister's dance is really getting better and better. Just this general order, no one in the entire royal capital can dance it well."

【bite】

[Congratulations to the host for completing today’s task]

[Task reward: Hidden Qi Jue]

A mysterious skill appeared in Ming Buyan's mind.

Hidden Qi Technique is a method of hiding one's own true Qi.

Ming Buyan thought about the fact that he discovered that the queen was a warrior today. If there were warriors with higher cultivation than himself in the future, would he also be able to discover him?

But now with this Hidden Qi Technique, he can have an extra level of protection.

"The Seventh Prince is so complimentary."

Peony bowed slowly and said modestly.

Ming Wuyan got up from Yue Ji's knees, patted the seat next to her and said with a smile: "Sister Mudan, you must be tired, come up and sit down."

"Um."

Mudan nodded slightly, and the general ordered him to dance, which was very energy-consuming. Mudan often exercised and had some martial arts foundation. At this time, he also broke out a thin layer of sweat, but he didn't have the smell of sweat like other people.

Her sweat had a faint rouge aroma.

Let Ming Buyan truly experience what it means to be dripping with sweat.

Many people below looked at Peony and Rose sitting next to Ming Wuyan, and their eyes couldn't help but show envy.

Ever since Ming Wuyan came to Qunfang Pavilion, he has become the favorite here.

The girls here swarmed around him every chance they got.

Even flower maids like peony and rose are no exception.

Others want to be alone with the oiran, and they may not be able to do so even if they spend all their money.

But these people were surrounding Ming Wuyan.

There is no way, even if Mingwuyan's reputation is declining day by day, he is still a prince.

The status and status are not comparable to ordinary people.

"Why do I feel that without the aura of the most talented young man in Daliang, the life of the seventh prince will be more comfortable?"

Someone couldn't help but mutter.

"Huh, I just want to see how long it can last."

Some people also feel that Ming Buyan's happy and happy life will not last long.

Gradually.

Time flies, with spring passing and autumn coming.

Three years have passed.
Chapter completed!