t finally getting rid of those pink petals.Here is the translated content:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!He donned his brand new martial robes and even took the time...The old man's face was etched with deep wrinkles, though he didn't stoop. But his eyes were somewhat dark, like a shard of gloom had settled upon them.

The palace guard was not far behind, and Churchill had also left recently.

But this place is still within the Great Qi Palace, who knows how many strong experts are in residence here.

But Jiang Wang still felt a hint of danger.

A sense of danger emanated from this old man, but it wasn't directed at him.

Jiang Wang asked, "Which Palace Master"

"Long life," the old man said.

The Master of Changsheng Palace, Jiang Wugui!

Why would this prince, the "most like the current emperor", suddenly invite them

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Because Zhang Yong Because Huang Hezhi Kui Because Jiang Wuyou

Jiang Wang thought about many things for a moment.

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One second lwxo

He could totally refuse.

He now has the right to refuse any prince's summons. Even the eleventh prince, who was once the most favored by Emperor Qi.

But he just nodded: “Since it’s the Eleventh Prince’s invitation, please lead the way.”

Although his encounters with Jiang Wuqi hadn't been pleasant, he didn't harbor any ill feelings towards her as a person. On the contrary, he was quite curious about her.

The old man nodded in greeting, then turned and walked ahead, leading Jiang Wang for a few steps before stopping in front of a soft sedan chair leaning against the palace wall.

"Qingyangzi, please enter the palanquin."

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain of the palanquin for Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang glanced at the space. The decorations were indeed grand, but it was empty.

"I thought the Eleventh Prince was in the palanquin," Jiang Wang said casually, without entering it.

The old man said, "The Palace Master sees you, open and honest, with no ulterior motives. Of course, you are in the Changsheng Palace."

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This is a calming pill for Jiang Wang.

"I, the eleventh prince, am also a forthright and upright person!"

Jiang Wang smiled and bent down to sit in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair hung low, and four bearers lifted the soft palanquin gently, starting their movement.

Every step taken, without a tremor.

Jiang Wang casually pulled open the small window, feeling the evening breeze of Linzi City. Of course, he didn't miss anything outside the sedan chair either.

And the old man in black eunuch's attire, with his hands clasped, walked beside the palanquin.

Putting one's hands into sleeves is a habit formed in winter to keep warm.

But it's still July, and the weather is far from cold.

Moreover, with this old man's abilities, he should have been immune to the heat and cold long ago.

All the people in this Changsheng Palace are afraid of the cold.

Jiang Wang had a faint thought in her heart, then closed her eyes and meditated, without any intention of saying anything more.

All the way, there was silence.

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The palanquin moved quickly, and Jiang Wangcai only briefly familiarized himself with the Huangjie Dao technique "Dragon Tiger" in his mind before the bearers stopped and he dismounted.

“We've arrived at Changsheng Palace.” the elder reminded from outside the palanquin.

Thus, Jiang Wang bent down and stepped out of the soft sedan chair. Raising his eyes, he saw that above the palace gate hung a plaque with the inscription "Long Life."

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These two characters are magnificent, especially the vertical stroke of the character "生," which gives a feeling of breaking through the sky. It's also like a person, standing straight and questioning the heavens.

"These two characters were personally written by His Majesty. No other palace possesses them."

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An elderly person explained beside them, with a hint of pride in their voice.

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Jiang Wang glanced at the two characters again, feeling beyond their grandeur and magnificence, a father's expectations for his child.

May your children live long and healthy lives.

The entire Changsheng Palace, in its architecture, is also majestic and grand. Even at dusk, it gives one a sense of brightness.

Ginger Wan didn't say much, he just followed the old man and walked into Changsheng Palace.

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Along the way, the maids passing by smiled sweetly, and the guards patrolling stood tall with chests puffed out. The vision was wide open, with flowers and stones all clean. The atmosphere in this palace was quite bright.

It is said that “One should sweep one's own yard before sweeping the world,” and “Governing a country is like managing a household.”

The temperament of those in power is often reflected in their "home."

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Of course, history tells people that perhaps everything was not true before they sat on the Dragon Throne.

After entering the third palace gate, before a side hall, what first reached one's ears was a violent cough.

The cough was short and sharp, violent and tight, as if he were about to suffocate.

Listening to that sound, you're worried he might cough up his heart, liver, lungs, and everything else.

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The old man in front walked unsteadily and vanished.

Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then still walked slowly into this side hall.

"It's alright."

Before he stepped into the side hall, he first heard such a sentence.

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As soon as I stepped into the side hall, I saw Jiang Wuqi at first glance.

At that time, Jiang Wuqi was sitting at his desk, wrapped in a thick white fox fur cloak. He was likely comforting the elder who stood behind him.

At that moment, she just happened to turn her head and met Jiang Wang's gaze.

His face was as white as a sheet.

"I apologize for the inconvenience," he smiled.

He looked calm and composed, as if he didn't mind the illness at all, nor did he have anything to hide.

The elderly man in black robes behind him had no expression on his face at this time, as if he was unwilling to show any worry.

"I've met Eleventh Prince," Jiang Wang bowed.

There was no discussion about Jiang Wuqi's condition.

Jiang Wuki doesn't need consolation.

Jiang Wuki coughed twice before saying, “I only heard that Qing Yangzi entered the palace today, so I asked someone to invite him. I didn't expect to be able to invite such a distinguished guest.”

He wore a serene smile: "But give it a try."

Jiang Wangqian said, "Where does Jiang Wang qualify as a distinguished guest"

“You are a great hero of my Qi state, who brings glory to our nation. Of course you are a distinguished guest, one of immeasurable value.”

Jiang Wuqi said, getting up while casually closing the scroll on the desk and placing it in the upper right corner, where a pile of books already stood.

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Facing Jiang Wang's gaze, he casually explained: "I've had some free time recently and read a few idle books... stories about righteous people, heroes, demons, and villains."

"Oh, just a leisure read," Jiang Wang casually said.

Jiang Wuqì seemed to have found interest: "How come, Qīngyángzi also loves reading idle books"

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Jiang Wang said truthfully, "I don't think much of it."

Jiang Wuqi seemed particularly interested in this topic: "Why don't you tell me what you've seen"

“Uh…” Jiang Wang had to perfunctorily say, “The Legend of a Thousand Talented People from Different Nations”

After saying the book title, he felt more confident. After all, it was a light read that even He Xuan Feng Hua enjoyed, so it couldn't be that bad. He emphasized affirmatively: "Yeah. The Legend of a Thousand Beauties from All Nations, it's pretty interesting."

“Oh, I see.” Jiang Wuki smiled. “This book isn’t easy to find.”

"Ah, yes." Jiang Wang felt that if he chatted any longer, he'd be exposed. Plus, for some reason, the old man's gaze seemed eerie at the moment. He quickly changed the subject: "I wonder, Your Highness, what brings you here today"

“Actually, there's nothing too important.” Wrapped in a white fox fur coat, Jiang Wuqì resembled a frail jade carving, as if a light tap would shatter it.

He used his slender fingers to press the book, and then walked out from behind the desk.

"As for what the elder sister did for you by the sea, I admit that I couldn't have done it at the time. That is why I gave up trying to win your heart. Qingyangzi, please don't feel pressured."

After Zhang Yong's crying at the memorial hall, Jiang Wuqi's influence plummeted. In the court and throughout the land, countless people looked down on him.

But at this moment he walked slowly, yet his bearing was still extremely dignified.

Though seemingly thin and frail at first glance, Mingming possesses a majestic aura reminiscent of surveying vast landscapes.

"Ahem!"

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He lightly clenched his fist, barring it before his lips, and coughed violently two times.

The white fox fur on his body rippled out like snowdrifts.

He stopped coughing and then looked at Jiang Wang, saying seriously: "Qingyangzi, I want to see who is the number one master in the world. Would you be willing to fulfill this"

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