Chapter 32 (1/2)

The next morning, the original Prince funeral.

The funeral was supposed to be presided over by the king himself, but it was Dong huazi who presided over the funeral. In the grand ceremony, Li Qinglin and his brother and sister stood by in silence. Li Qingjun's eyes were swollen and Li Qinglin's face was expressionless.

His mind had already floated to the palace. It was the father who was summoning Qin Yi.

My father's health has been deteriorating in the past two years. Yesterday's banquet has been very hard for him. He has been unable to participate in the ritual this morning, so he is recuperating in the palace. But the father didn't feel that his body was getting worse. Instead, he often thought that his spirit was better

Li Qinglin sighed softly. He also felt some contradiction in her heart.

On the one hand, I hope my sister can always be so artful, on the other hand, I hope she can be mature and sensible I don't know anything. I'm so stupid. But if she really knows it, maybe it will be the opposite of her brother and sister.

To say that some envy Qin Yi, indifferent, that will be less trouble.

Qin Yi over there was led to the bedroom hall by the palace people, and he felt very uncomfortable all the way.

When he went to the bedroom, he obviously couldn't bring the wolf toothed stick any more. He left the tassel in his guest house and hid it carefully in the heart of the wooden sword array. He thought that he had hidden the tassels properly. He felt uncomfortable all over when he went out.

It's like leaving your cell phone behind before crossing Even more serious, the heart is empty half of the feeling, the hands also itch flustered, almost want to carry the eunuch in the hand.

This is the first time to leave tassel since crossing.

Fortunately, the knowledge of Taoism and Dharma has been supplemented a lot recently, so it will not be easy to show timidity. Divination is a bit of common sense nonsense. It's almost the same as donghuazi. Alchemy and pharmacy is a profession. Looking at donghuazi's pill breaking, Qin Yi thinks that he can completely crush him in this respect. Generally speaking, he has a certain confidence in this respect. He will not become a waste person without fringes.

This is what Qin Yi imagined when he came out of the mountain. (PS: I don't know what kind of brain some people think Qin's coming out of the mountain is just fighting with donghuazi. Obviously, the prince's invitation is to win favor and politics. The level of dealing with donghuazi is mainly based on politics rather than fighting. I don't know whether Liu Bei asked Zhuge Liang to take a fan to fight against donghuazi. Do you think it's playing the Three Kingdoms period)

the smell of sandalwood comes from the Deshun hall. When you walk in, you can see the king sitting on the Pu Tuan in his robe, sitting on his knees, surrounded by sandalwood, and there are maidens gently fanning.

Qin Yi can't Tucao, your eldest son today funeral, if you can't afford to make complaints about it, it's a practice here.

At the banquet yesterday, the king sat high on the throne, a little far away, and his attention was mainly focused on Dong huazi and mang Zhan, and he didn't pay much attention to the king's appearance. Now looking closely, the king is very handsome facial features, no wonder his sons and daughters are handsome. He is only forty or fifty years old at most. His hair is black and his face is ruddy. He really looks like he has health preserving skills. No wonder he believes in donghuazi.

But Qin Yi could see that his rudeness was not normal.

When he was young, the king of Wude had been on the battlefield and was also a martial artist. A martial artist with a successful cultivation should still be at the peak age when he is 40 or 50 years old. Unless he is born with a red face or special skills, it is normal for him to look normal.

Can you imagine the red face of Li Qinglin in his 40s and 50s?

His ruddy, with erysipelas, has already affected his health. And

The rich sandalwood seemed to cover up the odor of his body.

”King, here comes Qin Yi.” The eunuch whispered.

The King opened his eyes. At that moment, there was something turbid. Slowly, he became clear.

”Heaven and man decline five times”, such a term appeared in Qin Yi's mind. He was shocked. He didn't know whether his knowledge of pharmacology was too poor. In short, if he judged according to his own level, the king would not live long