Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

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After all, the Crown Prince and he were the same.

Even though he is the crown prince, isn't he just a pawn in his father's hands?

Looking at the Crown Prince now, he does resemble the Empress somewhat.

He no longer laughs as much as before; he meant a genuine, heartfelt laugh.

The second prince shook his head and sighed.

"Did the Crown Prince just come from Yaohua Palace?"

The crown prince nodded and asked in return.

"Second brother came from the Imperial Study?"

The second prince's eyebrows relaxed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"Ah."

"My father has agreed to let me leave the palace."

"I'll go see Mr. Su in a few days and become his apprentice."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's eyes revealed a hint of envy and disappointment.

A moment later, the crown prince smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Congratulations, Second Brother, your wish has come true."

The palace walls on all four sides are like a giant cage.

There's no need to say it out loud.

But they all tacitly knew that everyone wanted to escape.

The second prince smiled.

Do you want to leave the palace?

"Tell Father."

“We brothers can enter the academy together as fellow students.”

"Moreover, there will be many other students in the academy."

"It's definitely much more interesting than this palace."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in the prince's eyes.

But the light dimmed again after a short while.

The crown prince shook his head and smiled wryly.

“I told my mother that I want to leave the palace and become a disciple like my second brother.”

"The Empress Dowager disagrees, she just..."

It's like they've gone mad.

The crown prince did not utter the second half of his sentence.

The second prince watched quietly and nodded.

He seemed to understand why the Crown Prince was behaving this way, as if he had seen a Buddha.

So it was the Empress.

She was a crazy woman, just like my aunt.

My aunt was, after all, a distant relative.

But the Empress was the Crown Prince's birth mother.

How could the Crown Prince possibly be unaffected by her influence and control?

The second prince's eyes shifted slightly.

Once the crux of the problem is known, things become much easier to handle.

He spoke calmly.

"I'll go out first."

"I'll talk to the teacher about it another day, and he'll let you enter the academy too."

If you speak up, my father will likely relent.

Once the emperor has made his decision, the empress naturally has no say in the matter.

Sometimes, solving problems requires more than just looking at the immediate situation.

We need to broaden our horizons and look further ahead.

There is more than one road.

As long as the direction is clear, even if you take a few detours, you will eventually arrive.

The prince looked up, and the light in his eyes returned.

It was like someone teetering on the edge of a cliff being suddenly pulled back.

His eyebrows curved into a smile, this time a genuine smile of joy.

"Alright, let's go out and become fellow disciples."

"Thank you, second brother."

"Please give this to my husband for me."

"It is said that Chengqian has always admired you, sir."

"I regret that I was unable to greet you, sir, while I was in the palace today."

The second prince smiled slightly and nodded.

Just for that reason, so that they can always be by your side.

Even if you don't like reading, you'll still flip through the pages and draw something randomly.

Even if you ignore him, he'll still be a chattering kid who keeps laughing.

……

Kyoto, Su Zhai.

Su Yu was already leisurely lying in her small courtyard.

Lying beneath him was a newly crafted recliner by Wu Zhu.

The exquisite design, practicality, and comfort are all top-notch.

Behind him stood a six-year-old child.

I haven't gone home since I returned from the palace.

I might as well just stay here.

Su Yu had no choice but to let him be.

Fan Jian sent someone to pick up his adopted son.

Just send him back.

Fan Xian was obediently massaging his shoulders.

He then enthusiastically told Wu Zhu about what had happened in the palace.

Occasionally, they would even mimic the expressions on the faces of the people in the palace.

It is extremely vivid and descriptive.

However, Wu Zhu maintained a cold expression and icy tone throughout.

"Uncle Wuzhu, let me tell you something, that old eunuch..."

"Oh."

"And you don't know about that old Empress Dowager..."

"Ah."

"Uncle, do you know, the Emperor, he..."

"Oh."

Wu Zhu didn't care about the people in the palace.

Now that Fan Xian has come out unharmed.

Then he'll only care about one thing.

When will Su Yu's academy open?

When can we fight?

He spoke with great enthusiasm for more than half an hour.

Blind Wu Zhu responded with no more than five words.

Fan Xian finally couldn't hold back anymore and cried out.

"Uncle Wuzhu!"

"Did you anger my mother to death?"

Wu Zhu tilted his head and replied coldly.

"No."

Fan Xian was so angry he wanted to punch the wall; he was so frustrated and devastated he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Su Yu ate chestnut kernels on the side while watching quietly.

The smile on his lips never stopped.

However, Fan Xian's tearful story...

Although the blind man couldn't give him the response he wanted.