Sword Spirit

Lu Xuan left Xia Qi’s study and walked straight outside the palace. No one came to check along the way. Most of the people in the palace were slick, and they had already learned about Lu Xuan’s new promotion. The appearance of the prince.

"Hey, Lu...Anping Wang!" A familiar voice sounded, Lu Xuan turned to look at it, but it was the old acquaintance Xia Wei.

"It turned out to be the four emperors." Lu Xuan stopped and smiled and said hello to the summer.

Xia Xihehe smiled and said: "Anping Wang, I have never seen you during this time, how is my father's injury?"

Lu Xuan quickly waved his hand: "The four emperors can not be called this, as I used to call Lu Xuan."

After a pause, he added: "I was busy doing alchemy during this time, preparing for the treatment of the injury, and the injury has not changed."

"That can't be done, the royal family has the rules of the royal family. You are now an Anping king. I don't dare to call it casually." Xia Wei smiled slightly, and then the voice slightly lowered: "If I compete in the future, I will fail. You have taken care of the king."

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Xia Wei’s words are true. If he does not participate in the battle for the throne, he may be able to take a leisurely prince in the future, but since he has found this drowning, it is unsuccessful. Lu Xuan heard that his face was a positive face, and he said: "The four emperors. This is a bad saying. Your Majesty is your father. As a human being, how can you expect your father to be uneasy? Although I don’t know much about the royal family, I My personal opinion, relying on my own strength, isn’t it more convincing than some bends?”

"Whether or not you can completely improve, there are at least half a year of Shouyuan. During this time, isn't it the four emperors?