The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"You are my man, it doesn't matter if you spend my money."

The hot wind blowing by her ears made Qingxuan dazed, she didn't even hear what Li Kuan said clearly, her pretty face was pink, adding to her alluring appearance.

When he came back to his senses, Li Kuan's broad back came into view, he stood in front of the peddler, and picked up the jade hairpin.

"How much does this thing cost?"

The peddler saw Li Kuan's face and exclaimed, "His Royal Highness."

Li Kuan frowned.

"you know me?"

"The prince's reputation, no one knows, you are the prince chosen by the gods."

Li Kuan smiled.

What a prestigious name, I'm afraid it's not a bad name,

Killing and robbing women in the street, a crazy prince, how could everyone not know about it.

After taking the jade hairpin, Li Kuan left an IOU to give the peddler time to go to the house to get the money.

On the surface, the peddler nodded and praised Li Kuanrenyi, but he had already scolded Li Kuanrenyi in his heart.

Go to a lunatic's house to get money. If Li Kuan suffers from insanity again and chops him down as a commoner, it will be called suffering.

Holding the jade hairpin, Li Kuan reached out and tied the hairpin on Qingxuan's smooth hair.

Li Kuan's unique domineering aura rushed towards his face, making Qingxuan pinch the corner of his clothes at a loss and dare not move.

The nimble black eyes secretly looked between Li Kuan's brows, and the pink color that appeared on Li Kuan's pretty face involuntarily was glamorous and moving.

Under the afterglow, the light green jade hairpin perfectly fits Qingxuan's temperament, making her look like a fairy in the sky, out of the ordinary, out of the mud without being stained.

"The gourd rhinoceros has white teeth, and the moths frown green eyebrows. The red face is like a lotus, and the skin is like fat."

There was surprise in Qingxuan's black eyes, and Yu Chigong asked in surprise as he looked at Li Broadband with a different color.

"His Royal Highness, when will you write poetry again?"

Li Kuan smiled without saying a word, and changed the subject.

"Is there anything else you want to buy?"

Qingxuan shook his head, and silently took his hand out of Li Kuan's hand.

Just now when Li Kuan was wearing Yuchai for her, he quietly held her hand.

Li Kuan was taken aback for a moment, then he took Qingxuan's hand with an evil smile and walked away.

Ziluan in the distance saw Li Kuan holding Qingxuan's hand, with a slightly sour expression, followed behind like a little daughter-in-law, and returned to Li Kuan's mansion.

After dinner, under the moonlight, Li Kuan sat in the courtyard, closed his eyes and meditated.

He is comprehending sword intent.

After stepping into Huajin, swordsmanship cannot be improved only by fighting, it needs to be studied carefully to improve.

There are quite a few swordsmen who are stuck in this level, and they will not be able to improve by half a point in their entire lives.

The unity of human and sword is the ultimate destination, and Dugu Qiubai's final comprehension of no sword and no moves is the highest state of a swordsman.

Under meditation, the sword formula of Dugu Nine Swords appeared in Li Kuan's mind.

Sword shadows fly.

The fast sword has no intention, the soft sword has no impermanence, the epee has no front, and the wooden sword has no partner. Along with Dugu Nine Swords' sword formulas, he rehearsed in his mind, and Li Kuan carefully disassembled and pondered every move.

Time passed slowly, the moon hung high, it happened to be the night of the full moon, Li Kuan's sword energy seemed to be there, but it was restrained.

Yu Chigong and his subordinates hurriedly left after explaining a few words. He still wanted to report to Li Shimin about Li Kuan's selection of soldiers today.

At Xu time, in the imperial study room, the candles were brightly lit, and Li Shiming was reviewing the memorial, holding the world's major events in his hands.

All the affairs of the Tang Dynasty were done by him alone, and he was worried about letting others do it.

"Cough cough."

With a light cough, Li Shimin got up and walked around, exercising his muscles and bones. The long sitting made his back ache.

Seeing this, the old eunuch skillfully handed over the hot towel and couldn't help but say.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should rest."

Li Shimin sighed.

"Although the Eastern Turks are stable, the Western Turks have recently started provoking again. If this matter is not resolved, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

In the Western Turks, no grass grows wherever they go, and the people of Li are wailing, and everyone can't avoid it.

Regarding state affairs, the old eunuch stopped talking and waited quietly.

Li Shimin sat down again, looking at the frontier map, frowning.

Not long after, the candles flickered, and Yu Chigong appeared in front of the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, General Jingde is here."