In the huge square, hundreds of people were coming and going, and the noise was still there, but these sounds could not be heard in Chu Qianhuang's ears.

She stared blankly at the handsome and beautiful monk in white, and her noble and noble face turned out to be in a state of confusion.

As far as she knows, Ukhagalao has a cat, a black cat with four hooves with snow-white hooves.

In the next period of time, both Northern Qi and Nanhao will face some drastic changes.

King Chen Gu Jue is just a twilight year and can't last long;

Uhagalau will also usher in the most bleak and darkest years of his life.

When he returns to Nanhao from Daqi, he will be deposed by Emperor Nanhao, chased and killed, or even wanted by Nanhao, despised by the world, facing the betrayal of the people, fall from the high peak of the sky,

In the next few years, he would live a hiding life like a mouse in the gutter, and during those years when no one knew about it, he would always carry the black cat.

It is said that the black cat was brought back from the envoy of Daqi, and it was just a disabled cat.

Until later, he returned to the vulgarity and ascended to the supreme position of Nan Hao. After many years, he conquered the Great Qi and unified the Central Plains. The old black cat was still kept by his side and was revered as a holy cat.

Chu Qianhuang had a deep tide in her heart, and she had to guess that the kitten they were talking about at this moment was the black cat in her dream.

Chu Qianhuang looked back and forth at Jialou and Chu Qianchen, and then heard Chu Qianchen with his back facing him and said, "Yueying... I named it Yueying. It is still small, and its legs are well recovered. It can walk in a few days, but if you want to jump up and down, you still have to keep it for another twenty days."

Chu Qianchen specially arranged a little maid to take care of the little black cat. When the kitten first arrived at the Hou Mansion in early June, it was so wilted because of its broken legs. Now it is already full of vitality and is becoming more and more naughty. If it weren't for someone watching it, it would have gone to the house to remove the tiles.

Speaking of the little cat she raised, Chu Qianchen's smile on the corner of his lips became stronger, his eyes were shining, and his mind was like he was obediently curling up into a black charcoal ball in the basket.

Although raising a cat is not in her plan, it feels good to keep a dumpling with good feel. When reading books and playing chess, it feels good.

For some reason, Chu Qianhuang felt inexplicably excluded. Ukhagalou didn't know her at all...

Chu Qianhuang held the handkerchief tightly and began to think about the things in her dream again. A suffocating feeling enveloped her...

She stopped and walked towards Evil Chu Qianchen and Jialou as if she was being pulled by an invisible force, calling out: "Second Sister!"

Chu Qianhuang interrupted their conversation with a smile, with a bright smile on her delicate and beautiful face and a kind word.

She nodded to Jialou, and then said to Chu Qianchen as if nothing had happened: "Second sister, the third princess and the princess Changning have already entered."

"Then I won't bother the girl." Jialou gave another one-handed Buddha ceremony and said he first.

Chu Qianhuang held the veil and tried hard to suppress it, but did not look at Jialou's back as he left.

"Big sister, let's go." Chu Qianchen looked at Chu Qianhuang with a smile. The look that seemed to penetrate people's hearts made her feel excited.

Chu Qianchen only glanced at her and chased Anle and Chang Ning and his noble girls. Chu Qianhuang was one step slower and soon followed.

Seeing that Chu Qianchen had not looked back, Chu Qianhuang quickly looked back at the gradually moving back of Jialu.

All kinds of men, women, young and old were wandering leisurely around, and only the white figure as white as snow stood out among the unforgettable beings, making everyone else a foil.

He was like the gods and Buddhas in the sky descending to the earth, untainted by the worldly dust and fireworks, transcending beyond the mortal world.

Chu Qianhuang stared at him for a moment, then withdrew her gaze, and a hint of fanaticism that she was determined to win.

She continued to walk forward, neither slow nor slow, and after a while, her expression returned to calm.

A group of noble ladies quickly settled down in the stands. They sat in the front seats, and the martial arts test scene below was clearly seen in everyone's eyes.

Half past Chen, the martial arts examination for the teenagers under the age of fifteen began.

The emperor has not arrived yet, so there are not many people in the stands now. Most of the audiences who come to watch are relatives and friends of the young men and some Fanbians who are watching the fun.

The first match is a showdown.

Both sides can use the same weapon as sword, sword, gun, hammer and other weapons. Within one incense stick of time, the opponent will be beaten out of the arena and win and advance to the next competition; if the winner cannot be decided, it will be considered a draw.

Now, in the first duel, they saw a familiar face.

"It's Peng Zhongshen!"

Chang Ning pointed to a young man in blue who appeared with a sword and said excitedly, his voice slightly raised three points.

Chu Qianchen also looked at the young man in blue in the field. She also recognized the other party. This was the second son of the Marquis of Jing'an.

She also met him in Yunting Pavilion.

Peng Zhongshen raised his eyes and looked at the stands around him for a while, his eyes stopped in the direction of the group of people, and a bright smile.

Anle tilted his head strangely and said, "I remember he isn't good at using a knife?"

Chang Ning glanced at Chu Qianhuang meaningfully and said with a smile: "Where is no such thing as dancing a sword with a knife!"

The young man Mu Ai and Peng Zhongshen's thoughts about Chu Qianhuang could not be hidden from the eyes of those who were interested. This time he participated in the martial arts examination and wanted to show his face in front of the emperor, hoping to impress Chu Qianhuang with this.

What a pity, his intention was probably in vain. Chu Qianhuang was afraid that he would not look down on Peng Zhongshen.

Whenever I think of the dispute between the three sisters of the Chu family in Yunting Pavilion that day, Chang Ning feels that Chu Qianhuang is not simple.

Since that day, Chang Ning has intentionally distanced Chu Qianhuang.

Chu Qianhuang smiled with her lips pursed, but she smiled without saying a word.

The other noble girls couldn't help laughing and teased Peng Zhongshen a few words, but they didn't notice the surging tide between Chang Ning and Chu Qianhuang.

With a loud gong sounding below, the competition began.

Everyone's attention was focused on the ring.

On the high ring, Peng Zhongshen and another 14 or 15-year-old boy in black clothes looked at each other with smiles.

The two were about two feet apart, one holding a sword and the other holding a spear.

Both of them released a sense of oppression, heroic and sharp.

A tense atmosphere spread silently between eyes.

"Please give me advice!" Peng Zhongshen said casually.

Before he finished speaking, the sword had been pulled out of the scabbard. He whispered and stepped forward. The sword in his hand slashed through the air and slashed the young man in his dark clothes.

The silver sword shone with dazzling light under the bright sunlight, and the robe also flew with it, with a kind of sword-walking dragon and a gentle aura.

"Zheng!"

The young man in Xuanyi crossed his spear without hesitation and held Peng Zhongshen's sword like lightning and thunder. During the collision, sparks were everywhere and murderous intent made the air around him cold.

The minds of the spectators couldn't help but lifted up, all holding their breath and watching with concentration.

Immediately afterwards, Peng Zhongshen waved several swords one after another, one sword faster than the other, and one sword fiercer than the other. The sword light was so fast that the silver sword light almost turned into phantoms...

The young man in black responded calmly, dancing with a long spear, and the crisp sound of swords and guns colliding continuously, becoming more and more intense...

Chu Qianchen was focused and did not notice an old lady with a rusty wool walking towards her and stopped beside her.

It was still the other party who called out "Miss Chu Second", and Chu Qianchen then took his gaze from the ring and looked at her.

Some noble ladies sat around also saw the old nanny. Someone recognized her and whispered to her privately.

It was like a stone falling into a lake, and ripples appeared on the water surface, and more and more people looked at the old nanny.

The old lady politely looked at Chu Qianchen with a blessed body and smiled: "I am ordered by the Empress Dowager to ask Miss Chu to go to Shouning Palace to speak."

"How dare you ask what the nanny calls me?" Chu Qianchen's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The current empress dowager is the biological mother of King Chen Gu Jue.

The Empress Dowager was the daughter of the Yin family, and was the stepmother of the late emperor. After the late emperor passed away, the empress was naturally regarded as the empress dowager.

For the emperor, the existence of Empress Dowager Yin is also necessary, and it is the bargaining chip used by the emperor to control King Chen.

Chu Qianchen knew that the reason why the prince left the northern part of the land and returned to the capital was because of the Empress Dowager Yin. Although the prince knew that he would be subject to the emperor after returning to the capital, he still had to come back.

In his previous life, Chu Qianchen had never met Empress Dowager Yin.

The old nanny replied politely: "My servant's surname is He."

"I'm sorry, Madam He leads the way."

Chu Qianchen stood up and said with a smile. She only heard of this Madam He in her previous life and knew that she was the confidant of Empress Dowager Yin.

Chu Qianhuang looked at their left backs, and her lips curled up as if a smile.

Under the guidance of Madam He, they walked to the west side of the palace.

On the way to Shouning Palace, Madam He looked at Chu Qianchen calmly while walking.

Over the years, the Empress Dowager has also been worried about King Chen's marriage. She had already chosen several suitable noble ladies from famous families and just waited for the opportunity to let King Chen meet him. Unexpectedly, the emperor would suddenly issue an order to marry King Chen, referring to a concubine's daughter.

Madam He sighed in her heart. The Empress Dowager had also ordered her to inquire about this second lady Chu. The information she found made the Empress Dowager both disappointed and took it for granted.

The emperor chose a concubine daughter to be the princess for Sui Yanchen, which was known to everyone.

In this complicated mood, Madam He led Chu Qianchen to Shouning Palace.

Compared with the magnificent Fengluan Palace, Shouning Palace seems much simpler and elegant. All the palace people are down and the surroundings are extremely quiet.

Walking up the white marble steps, crossing the high threshold, and then passing through the main hall and a side hall, you will come to the Queen Mother Yin’s bedroom.

"Miss Chu Second, please come here." Madam He led Chu Qianchen in.

In the bedroom, a strong smell of medicine came to my nose, mixed with the fragrance of ambergris, and the fragrance was swaying.

Chu Qianchen's nose moved and habitually analyzed the herbs contained in the smell.
To be continued...