Longevity starts from listening to music

Chapter 6 The Queen's Means

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Ming Buyan broke through the fourth level of Ming Yu Jue through completing daily tasks and his tireless practice, and became a first-class master in one fell swoop.

But in Daliang Jianghu, a 12-year-old first-class master is still unheard of.

However, although he has made some achievements in practice, in the past six months, he has never revealed his martial arts skills, and he has never used martial arts in front of others.

Even if you practice some moves, you still practice when no one is around.

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

[Today's task: Listen to the music on the hook]

Mingbuyan took a look at the tasks released by the system today, not surprised.

In the past six months, almost one-third of the system's daily tasks have been to go to Goulan to listen to music. He doubts whether the system is serious or not.

Wouldn't it be an old color batch system?

Ming Buyan muttered to himself, then got up and left the hall.

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

Obviously, under the service of several maidservants, he put on a snow-white fox fur coat and headed to Qunfang Pavilion against the wind and snow.

Several maidservants sighed secretly, His Highness had to go out in such a heavy snow, these foxy girls in Fang Pavilion are really amazing.

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

On the bridge, a snow-white figure stood tall. Looking carefully, it was actually a court lady who had already been frozen into an ice sculpture.

The court lady was quite pretty, but she was only wearing a thin gauze dress.

With his hands up, it looks like he was dancing when he was alive.

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

And in the pavilion not far from the dead court lady, a beautiful woman wearing a golden hairpin and a gorgeous coat is making tea.

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

"I heard that the lady-in-waiting heard that His Majesty would pass by here, so she prepared to dance here last night to attract His Majesty's attention. It's a pity that His Majesty didn't show up until she was frozen to death."

"It is said that last night, for some reason, the Empress Empress went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to accompany His Majesty to revise the memorials and approve them for a whole night."

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

Several palace people whispered.

Ming Buyan glanced at the Empress Empress, he had some impressions of this person, and according to his seniority, he would call her an aunt.

It's just that they didn't have much contact with each other, and his impression of the queen was only obtained from the words of some palace people.

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

In this harem, there are countless things about concubines competing for favor.

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

You can see his wrist.

Ming Buyan thought of the rumors about the empress, took another look at the maid who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, and couldn't help shaking her head.

For women in the palace, if they want to be prosperous and rich, the fastest way is naturally to gain His Majesty's favor and climb onto the dragon bed.

It's just that fighting for favor in the harem is not much better than fighting on the battlefield.

It's no wonder that the other party ended up like this.

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

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

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

Ming Buyan glanced at the Queen unexpectedly. He hadn't met the Queen many times before, so he didn't realize that after he was promoted to a first-class master this time, he actually faintly felt the fluctuation of true energy from the other party.

The other party is actually a warrior? !

And the cultivation base is not bad.

"In this palace, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a woman has such strength." Ming Buyan thought to himself, and quickly corrected his complacent mentality because he was promoted to a first-class master, and he dared not be careless.

After watching the queen reprimanding the palace servants, she left without saying a word.

The queen seemed to have noticed something, she glanced at the direction the other party was leaving, and didn't care. If in the past, the other party was still that bright and talented boy, then she would not neglect him, but now, she is no longer at ease with the other party.

Compared with the other party, these women in the palace who have ulterior motives and want to be superior 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 the Qunfang Pavilion, Ming Buyan is resting on Rose's lap, the other party is picking grapes, peeling off the skins carefully, and sending them to Ming Buyan's mouth.

Not far away, Peony is wearing a long red dress and leading a group of dancers to perform a dance. Her figure is swaying, and her snow-white skin is faintly visible under the long dress.

The dance steps are vigorous and soul-stirring.

Especially at Mudan's feet, there is a big drum. Those slender jade feet rest on the drum surface. The drum sounds sometimes low and sometimes violent, echoing in all directions.

A group of dancers actually danced with the momentum of thousands of troops.

After a song, clap and applaud without saying a word.

"Okay, my sister's dance is really getting better and better. No one in the entire capital can dance with just this general's order."

【Ding】

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

[Task Reward: Hidden Qi Art]

Ming Buyan came up with a mysterious exercise in his mind.

Concealed Qi Jue, a way to hide one's true energy.

Ming Buyan thought about the fact that he found out that the queen is a warrior today. If there is a warrior with a higher cultivation base than himself in the future, will he be able to discover himself?
And now with this hidden qi formula, he can have an extra level of protection.

"The Seventh Prince is absurd."

Peony saluted slowly and said modestly.

Ming Buyan got up from Rose's lap, patted the seat next to him and smiled, "Sister Peony, are you tired, come up and sit down."

"Ah."

Mudan nodded slightly, and danced with the command of the general, which was very exhausting, because Mudan often exercises and has some knowledge in martial arts. At this time, she also broke out a thin layer of fine sweat, but it didn't smell like sweat like other people.

Her sweat carried a faint aroma of rouge.

Let Ming Buyan really see what it means to be dripping with sweat.

Many people looked at the peony and rose sitting next to Mingbuyan, and they couldn't help showing envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Since Ming Buyan came to Qunfang Pavilion, he has become the darling here.

The girls here hang around him every chance they get.

Even peonies, oirans like roses are no exception.

Others want to be alone with the oiran, even if they spend all their money, they may not have it.

But these few people are going around Mingbuyan.

There is no way, even if it is stated that his 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 the Seventh Prince's life is more nourishing without the aura of the first day genius of Liang Liang?"

Someone couldn't help muttering.

"Hmph, I want to see how long he can moisturize."

There are also people who think that the days of being happy and happy will not last long.

Gradually.

Time flies, as spring goes and autumn comes.

Three years have passed.

(End of this chapter)