I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 85 What should my identity be then?

The bright sunlight shines through the exquisitely carved windows of Prince Duan's bedroom and shines onto the bed.

The bed is large and comfortable, with a soft mattress and gorgeous linens that make you feel like you are on a cloud.

Since the last fire in the palace, all the furniture has been renewed, and all the materials used are of the highest quality.

Li Qingluo, who was beside Prince Duan, had woken up. She was breathing softly, and her soft, boneless fingers gently stroked Prince Duan's chest.

The sunlight outside the window gradually moved to Li Qingluo's legs. I believe that even the most picky people would have to admit that this pair of beautiful legs is long, straight and has beautiful lines.

Prince Duan's gaze moved slowly up along her legs, passed her slender waist, and finally stopped at her slightly flushed face.

A flower-like smile slowly blossomed on Li Qingluo's face, and in an instant it was like a flower blooming in spring, filling the entire room with fragrance.

Then, a clear, silver bell-like laughter rang out. She held Prince Duan's hand, placed it on her chest, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Prince Duan couldn't resist, and while kneading it gently, he nodded and said, "I like it."

Hearing this, Li Qingluo smiled even sweeter.

He rubbed his head and said, "I like it too."

"Have you rested well?" Prince Duan asked, "Let's continue."

Li Qingluo glanced at him lightly and said with a charming smile, "This time, I will take the initiative."

She turned over.

After a while, the copper hooks that hung the curtains made a series of violent clinking sounds.

About a cup of tea passed.

A servant's voice came from outside: "Young Prince, the prince asked me to come to you and said that Miss Li's father has arrived."

He had come here twice, but the noise inside had not subsided. However, the prince kept waiting and came again with gritted teeth.

"I understand." Prince Duan replied from inside the house, "I'll be there soon."

But this soon passed in about two cups of tea.

Only when the two people in the room came out together did the servant breathe a sigh of relief.

He quickly bowed and said, "This subordinate greets His Majesty, Miss Li."

"Lead the way quickly." Prince Duan ordered.

Duan Zhengming and Li Guishou had been chatting in the hall for three cups of tea, but Chundi still hadn't come out.

He had no choice but to chat with Li Guishou, but he also got a general idea of ​​Li Guishou's situation.

According to Li Guishou, he had been practicing medicine in the Central Plains, but in order to collect the precious Tianshan Snow Lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, he stayed there for several years.

This time I came to Dali to collect herbs in Wuliang Mountain.

Duan Zhengming thought to himself, "No wonder I couldn't find out his whereabouts. It turns out he was staying in Tianshan Mountain."

So he said, "I see. Fortunately, Senior Li came to Dali, otherwise my brother would have to live his whole life with a face that looked neither human nor ghost."

"It's all fate. Unfortunately, there's no way to restore Prince Duan's previous appearance. I can only give him a brand new face." Li Guishou sighed, "Prince Duan was injured too badly. I really can't do anything."

Duan Zhengming put down his teacup and said, "He's lucky to have the face he has now. Besides, it's more handsome than his previous one. I like it, and he likes it too. There's nothing wrong with it. It's all thanks to the help of Senior."

Li Guishou smiled and asked, "But why hasn't the young prince come out yet?"

Duan Zhengming said, "I've already sent someone to inform him. He should be arriving soon."

As he was speaking, footsteps were heard outside, and Prince Duan's voice said, "Brother Wang, I'm here."

Seeing Chun Di walking into the door, and then looking at Li Qingluo beside him, Duan Zhengming sighed helplessly.

You don't have to think about it, just by looking at their expressions and behavior you can guess what they just did.

Duan Zhengming sighed inwardly that his brother was really something.

"You came just in time! I almost thought you'd slipped out again," Duan Zhengming said helplessly. "Senior Li and I have been waiting for you for three cups of tea. Don't do this next time."

"Meeting you, Senior Li first." Prince Duan bowed respectfully to Li Guishou.

Li Qingluo also stepped forward and whispered, "Dad, why are you here?" "You've come just in time." Li Guishou smiled slightly, "I'm going back to the Song Dynasty to collect some new medicinal herbs. Little Prince, you can come with me. I've already told you about this. It will take at least one or two months, or at most half a year."

Prince Duan turned to look at Duan Zhengming, wanting to get confirmation from him.

Duan Zhengming took over the conversation, "That's right, Chun-nii, I've already promised Senior Li that you may be lively by nature, but he's a learned man. Even if you can learn even a little bit, it will be of great benefit. So, just stay with Senior Li and study hard for a while."

"Yes." Prince Duan nodded, "I will definitely study hard under Senior Li."

Duan Zhengming added, "Let's set off together after dinner. Senior Li is in a hurry and we can't delay any longer."

He had already prepared a sumptuous banquet.

Although there were only four people eating, there were as many as seventeen or eighteen people serving them.

After eating and drinking, Prince Duan was packing up when Duan Zhengming reminded him, "Brother Chun, you've always been wandering around Dali. This time you're going to the Song Dynasty, and there's no one to look after you. You need to be careful with everything, and remember to write back whenever you can."

"Don't worry, brother. I will definitely find time to write to you." Prince Duan agreed without hesitation.

Duan Zhengming added, "Remember, descendants of the Duan family must not bring shame to their ancestors when traveling. Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to display the Duan family's martial arts. You haven't mastered the One Yang Finger yet, so don't cause yourself any trouble."

Like his parents, he gave some serious instructions and took out a large pile of gold and jewelry.

"I don't have the currency of the Song Dynasty, but gold and jewelry can be exchanged there."

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

……

A carriage slowly drove out from the gate of the palace. Duan Zhengming stood at the door and watched the carriage go away.

The subordinate beside him asked, "Your Highness, would you like me to send someone to follow us? If we follow carefully, Your Highness will definitely not be able to find us."

Duan Zhengming thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "No need. That Li Guishou is quite skilled in martial arts, and even I might not be able to defeat him. It's best if you don't follow him, lest he get offended."

The subordinate was surprised: "Could it be that the prince has fought with him?"

"No." Duan Zhengming shook his head, then pointed at the footprints on the steps with his toes and said, "This is the mark he made."

Looking at the footprints deeply embedded in the stone, the subordinates were shocked.

I didn’t expect that the frail-looking old man was actually a martial arts master.

Duan Zhengming added, "Besides, Chundi has only been traveling around Dali before. This trip might help him gain some insights. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

He glanced in the direction where the carriage disappeared, then turned and walked into the palace.

In the departing carriage.

Li Guishou rubbed his hands gently on his face, then raised his hands, and the old man with a chivalrous look instantly turned into a stunningly beautiful young woman.

But her chest is still flat.

Li Qingluo pointed and said with a smile, "Auntie, how did you make it smaller?"

The person who pretended to be Li Guishou was Li Canghai.

Just as Li Qiu Shui said, there is no such thing as a fake hand in this world.

Anyone can be a fake if they can.

"I wrapped it with cloth." Li Canghai sighed, "Do you really think I want to do this? It's so tight that I can hardly breathe. If your mother hadn't ordered me to do this, I wouldn't have done this."

Someone outside the carriage said, "Mine is bigger, why are you bothering with mine?"

Then the carriage slowly stopped and an equally stunningly beautiful woman got into the carriage.

She stared at Li Qingluo with a strange expression in her eyes, as if she was envious and jealous.

He looked at Prince Duan again, a sly and complacent smile on his face: "Prince Duan, you were Prince Duan in the Prince's Mansion, but now you are not."

"Then what should my identity be?" asked Prince Duan.

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(End of this chapter)