Chapter 1093: Chapter 1: Epic Calamity, History Repeats with a Marriage Alliance?
Witnessing this scene, his eyes widened instantly.
"Ah!"
The young child covered his mouth, eagerly sprawled outside the threshold, and slowly squirmed to the side.
The threshold was high, and once he lay down, he completely vanished from sight. Then he pinched his nose, and his whole body became invisible.
The accompanying guard walked up the corridor, looking bewildered.
Where is he?
Did he really get lost?
"Shh."
Liu Wanliang suddenly appeared behind the corridor, gently waving his hand, signaling the guards to retreat.
He then quietly picked up the young child, covering his eyes: "Don’t look, it’s all fake."
"Fake?" The young child pried Liu Wanliang’s finger open.
But the next moment, he found himself not outside Yonghua Palace, but in a pavilion.
"Ah, I can’t see it anymore."
"Uncle Liu, what do you mean by fake?"
Liu Wanliang smiled and said: "There’s a kind of spell in the world called the Illusion Technique."
"Just like I’m doing now."
Liu Wanliang shook himself and instantly transformed into the image of a woman.
Seeing this, the young child immediately forgot about what happened earlier.
"This is great, this is great! I want to learn!"
He pretended to shake himself too, unexpectedly undergoing some changes, and for a moment, his face transformed into a little girl’s image, exactly like the form Liu Wanliang was imitating.
But it lasted only a second before breaking and returning to its original form.
"This..." Liu Wanliang was secretly astonished. "The young master is truly a prodigy."
"Eh? Why did it fail?" The young child jumped up and instantly appeared on Liu Wanliang’s shoulder.
His little hands fiddled with Liu Wanliang’s eyelids and tore apart his hair, completely forgetting what just happened.
Liu Wanliang chuckled and took him down: "If Zhi’er wants to learn, then I will teach you..."
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Inside Yonghua Hall, Princess You Ruo finally calmed down.
Everything returned to its original state, even the pen was back in Princess You Ruo’s hand.
If a certain child were here, he would definitely shout: "Fake! It really was fake!"
Princess You Ruo looked at Zhao Xing, who was bending over in salute, and snorted: "Find a place to sit yourself."
"Thank you, Princess." Zhao Xing stood up straight, then went to kneel by a table.
"Let me ask you, what exactly is going on with Liu Tianning?"
"He sometimes comes out to work, fighting in the dojo, other times he needs to seclude himself, leaving only a few clones outside, mechanically handling official duties... Forget it, I’ll just ask one question, is he out of control?"
"No." Zhao Xing affirmed, "The teacher would never be like Xu Xing."
"Then why have you never lost control?"
Zhao Xing said nothing again.
He couldn’t say.
Emperor Jing wouldn’t disclose secrets to Princess You Ruo, so no one else could.
Seeing Zhao Xing again unable to answer any questions.
When she looked at him, it was as if she was seeing someone else, and Princess You Ruo felt irritated in her heart: "Get out!"
Zhao Xing stood up, bowed respectfully, and then said: "Madam, there’s something I don’t know if I should say."
"Spit it out!"
"Disciple thinks you’ve been overworked these years. If you weren’t so tired, you could relieve some worries and have less anxiety. You could go out more and rest properly."
Princess You Ruo was about to scold more, but remembering that Zhao Xing meant well, she held back: "Understood."
"Disciple takes his leave."
"Wait."
It seemed Princess You Ruo remembered something: "A relative has come to our residence. If you have time, spend more time playing with him. In a few months, you might have to teach him Minister of Sinong skills as well."
Zhao Xing nodded: "Understood."
Leaving Yonghua Hall, Zhao Xing shook his head.
He didn’t know if Princess You Ruo heard his words.
But he did hear Princess You Ruo’s words.
"It seems Emperor Jing doesn’t intend to hide anything from me. The prince being raised in the Princess Mansion; if he didn’t want me to know, even if I saw it, I would overlook it."
Times have changed!
When Zhao Xing initially planned to go to the East Sea to raise a dragon, one was the dragon of the Dragon Court, and the other was the true dragon of Emperor Wu!
Initially, he only wanted to get a fifth-rank position in Emperor Jing’s reign, then at some point spend some intimate time with Emperor Wu.
Even if the time might not be long, just having a connection would be great fortune and a huge benefit!
"But now, I am already in the second rank of the Heavenly Fate Realm."
"I don’t need to seek it deliberately. Liu Wanliang just brought Emperor Wu directly to see me."
"The princess let me play with Emperor Wu and even wanted me to teach Minister of Sinong skills. Without Emperor Jing’s approval, this wouldn’t happen."
Many plans need adjustment, Zhao Xing had prepared a lot initially, but now there’s no need to prepare deliberately.
"Heaven’s fate is my fate, I don’t need to seek good things, they will come to me; I only need to go with the flow." Zhao Xing gained a deeper understanding of the Heavenly Fate Realm.
Returning to the Heavenly Horse North Garden, Zhao Mansion was now larger than before.
"Eighty-two years have passed, I am now 147 years old, and my younger brother Zhao Zheng is already 138 years old."
"Second sister Zhao Yuhuan is already 121 years old."
"Third sister Zhao Yuling is already 103 years old."
"Fourth brother Zhao Chuanzong, born in the 20th year of Da Zhi, is already 86 years old."
Zhao Xing reminisced.
Speaking of Zhao Ruide, he was also quite helpless.
The first four are all career-oriented, each doing well, with great prospects, focused on their careers.
There was no way around it, the old man had to take matters into his own hands, hence the birth of Zhao Chuanzong.
Chuanzong, what a simple wish!
Zhao Chuanzong also lived up to expectations, getting married and having kids at thirty, marrying a marquis’s daughter as his main wife, and having taken the main wife from a prestigious family as nine consorts.
Ever since then, he’s been having children.
At sixty, Zhao Chuanzong was already called grandfather.
Today, Zhao Chuanzong’s branch has already split off, exceptionally prosperous, with four or five dozen grandchildren.