Xiling Imperial City had long been under the control of the Qing prince, and Chu Chen himself left someone in the imperial city, but the Qing prince still died without warning.

Among them, there must be a careful calculation.

If Chu Chen wants to take revenge, he will be forced to raise an army.

At this moment, reprimanding is definitely something that cannot be underestimated - Chu Chen not only has filial piety, but also has the identity of the Empress King.

One wrong step will have inestimable consequences.

Zixi would mostly agree with Chu Chen's revenge, or even fully support him.

But once a storm really starts, it means that you need to prepare enough food, grass, military pay, and soldiers' weapons and armor, as well as the subsequent eye of other ambition countries.

No matter who Chu Chen Baoqiu is aiming his sword first, he must not show his fear in the first battle, let alone defeat him.

Otherwise, it will be a fatal blow to the majesty of the royal family and the majesty of the empress.

Once defeated, the recovery of Nanling and Beiling will be even more difficult, and Daxia will no longer be afraid...

"Time is up." Emperor Xiu spoke lightly.

Qin Shang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that half an hour had passed for taking a bath.

He looked up at the Pavilion Master. Baiyi Shengxue's figure sat in the chair without any intention of standing up. Qin Shang pursed his lips and tried to stand up from the bathtub.

Then he was surprised to find that he could really stand.

He was brought back from the top of the Nine Pavilions, and the three days he was unconscious, it only took about twenty days.

He was injured for a hundred days, and his bones and lungs were so severe that after waking up, he had already been preparing to stay in bed for a year, but he didn't expect...

The surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes fell into the eyes of the pavilion master. His cold eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and a strange luster flashed through the deep eyes like a cold pool.

Sitting quietly on the chair without moving, leaving Qin Shang alone to have fun.

However, after the surprise, Qin Shang miserably realized something.

He was naked after taking a shower. Now that the bath time is over, he has to wear clothes - if he can wear clothes, he has to come out of the bathtub first.

If he had been in good health before, he could fly out and hide in the corner to wipe his clothes. But although he could stand at this time, his bones had not yet fully recovered me, let alone martial arts.

Of course, none of these are the most important.

The most important thing is that the Pavilion Master sat on the chair and did not mean to avoid it.

Qin Shang couldn't help biting his lips, putting a smile on his face, and silently glanced at the Pavilion Master.

Emperor Xiu's eyes were indifferent, and his eyebrows were deep, and he could not see any special emotions, but he also looked very difficult to mess with.

Qin Shang's heart sank and couldn't help but shrink into the water again.

Emperor Xiu narrowed his eyes.

The surrounding aura became cold in an instant.

Qin Shang shivered and realized the displeasure of the Pavilion Master, so he had to stand up again, slowly and try to step out of the bathtub by himself.

He looked halfway, trying to avoid the sight of the Pavilion Master.

In fact, he was thinking too much. The Pavilion Master had no intention of paying attention to his naked body at this time. His deep eyes only fell on the scars that were almost everywhere on the back of his back, his thighs, arms, shoulder blades...

After so many days of careful care, I applied medicine every day and took a bath with top-notch cold fragrance dew. The scars that were once so ferocious that people felt that their heart palpitations had subsided a lot, but even so, it would not be possible to completely restore the smoothness of the past in a short period of time.

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Chapter completed!