Chapter 164: Holding Hands with the Empress for the First Time
"Your Majesty..." Zhao Duan's head twitched for no apparent reason, and he shrank back subconsciously.
The child is afraid.
"..." Xu Zhenguan was helpless and thought to himself, "Aren't you usually very bold?" Back in the palace, he dared to confess to himself.
Your eyes are not very honest, so why are you so timid today?
"I order you to come and sit down." I could only emphasize the tone.
Zhao Duan could only bite the bullet, stood up, and sat on the small platform on the side of the carriage, keeping a certain distance.
"Come here," Xu Zhenguan sighed, stretched out his hand and patted the place beside him.
"Oh." Zhao Duan became more and more confused. He was keenly aware that the empress today was a little strange.
He tensed his heartstrings, carefully moved his buttocks, and sat down next to the empress.
Because it was so close, as I sat down, I was keenly aware of a gust of heat on my side.
It was the heat coming from the empress's body. Along with the fragrance, the sultry air of the summer days combined to form an indescribable atmosphere.
Both of them were sitting upright, but very close to each other.
Looking straight ahead, they look like a couple facing the camera side by side in a period drama.
Highlight a stiffness.
"Your Majesty..." Zhao Duan was a nervous group. He always felt that a disaster was coming, but he didn't think about it.
Although Xu Zhenguan appears calm and composed, the subtle movements of his body also reveal that his heart is not as calm as he looks.
She said:
"It has been some time since you broke through to the high level. I just noticed that your aura is not smooth. I am afraid that there is something wrong in your cultivation. I will simply check it for you today."
Naturally, these words are just nonsense, looking for a high-sounding reason.
"Thank you for your majesty's grace..."
Zhao Duan felt that the empress's words were a bit false, but he had no evidence, so he tried carefully:
"Your Majesty, you can see the body of your ministers with your spiritual thoughts, right?"
Xu Zhenguan said lightly:
"After all, there is something missing in the spiritual exploration. I will use my energy to enter your body later and explore the meridians."
Lying again.
Today, she mainly wanted to verify whether there was any mutual influence on the practice of this little imperial army.
Naturally, it cannot be replaced by divine thoughts.
Of course, it would be impossible for the Empress to try any of the Yin and Yang Great Music of the Buddhist monks from the Western Regions on this carriage, as Eunuch Hai said...
Therefore, I am only prepared to test it out a little bit, but even if I don't try any "double cultivation", I still have to have physical contact.
It will be clearer after verification.
"Oh." Zhao Duan became even more panicked. He always felt that the empress had noticed his little secret.
But he couldn't resist, so he pondered for a moment and asked:
"Do I need to meditate?"
He was thinking that he would not talk to Lao Xu later and try to hide it as much as possible.
"No need." Xu Zhenguan didn't know what the little martial artist beside him was thinking: "Just cross the air conveyor. Later, you can breathe in, carry, and move the heavens with ordinary methods. There is no need to visualize."
Zhao Duan breathed a sigh of relief silently, wondering if he had guessed wrong?
Only exploring the meridians, not involving the secrets of the Martial God Diagram?
Seeing that he was motionless, Xu Zhenguan could only say with a straight face: "Hands."
"ah?"
"...To cross the air supply machine, you need to touch the palm of your hand."
kindness?
A question mark slowly rose above Zhao Duan's head. If he understood correctly...
He turned his head and subconsciously looked at the delicate hands of the empress in white.
In the royal chariot, the female emperor, who had taken off her crown, was sitting upright, with her natural ice muscles and jade bones. Just sitting there was the best scenery in the world.
Her hands were slightly curled up and placed on her legs. This was a particularly stiff sitting posture, deliberate and unnatural.
On the left hand side, the side closest to him, the white and slender jade fingers slowly spread out.
Place your palms flat on your thighs, palms facing upwards, and open your fingers.
After thinking about it, he lifted it up again and placed it hovering in the air between the two of them.
"...Look ahead." Xu Zhenguan ordered.
Zhao Duan suddenly turned his head and sat side by side with her, staring at the bright yellow curtain in front of him that was slightly swaying as the carriage walked.
Where else do you need instructions?
He opened his well-proportioned right hand, with the palm facing down, and his heart suddenly beat a little fast:
"Your Majesty... is here?"
"So much nonsense," Xu Zhenguan seemed displeased, "Doctors are just diagnosing illnesses, you don't have to worry."
He had an upright and confident tone.
"oh……"
Zhao Du Anxin said that this was what you asked for... No need to use eyes, just relying on memory, his big hand naturally covered it.
Make contact, adjust the position, and interlock your fingers.
silence.
How to describe it?
Zhao Duan wanted to find an elegant poem to describe it, but he couldn't think of it for a moment. He just felt weak and boneless, with a little coolness in this hot summer.
In the heart of the sea, the boat is slightly rippling.
"..." Xu Zhenguan froze for a moment. Although she didn't squint, she could cheat. The invisible spiritual thoughts had already enveloped her surroundings.
The first thought that came to my mind:
Are my hands so small?
Normally they don't look much different, but why are they so different...
Then there are the subtle feelings that are hard to describe.
The great monks in the realm of heaven and humans, even when faced with thousands of troops, never wavered, but their minds were wavering.
In fact, it would not be like this. As she said, doctors are just diagnosing diseases, and there is no other way to think about it.
But Xu made some hints because of what Eunuch Hai said that day.
Coupled with the contacts in the past period and the "rumors" deliberately released, the combination at this moment shakes the mind slightly.
But the empress quickly calmed down and began to move the energy.
Zhao Duan also closed his eyes and clearly felt a coolness pouring into his palms.
A pure golden, noble turbulence flowed out from the empress's meridians and entered her body.
The air flow in the sea of qi that was too light in color rushed out. He instinctively tried to resist, but was easily suppressed without causing any waves.
If they are from different inheritances, the collision of qi and machines will inevitably cause damage. But at this moment, two qi from the same origin and sect met and immediately merged into one.
Then, Zhao Duan clearly felt that the qi in his body was completely out of control, slowly flowing through the sky under the control of the empress.
It's like turning on the idle mode, and the body will cultivate on its own.
After a complete week passed, the qi energy that merged with the two people returned to the empress's meridians and circulated in a circle.
When he turned back, Zhao Duan faintly noticed that the energy was a little stronger.
But he didn't think much about it, he just thought that the empress was too strong and was a little distracted.
Xu Zhenguan’s feelings are even clearer.
She absolutely discovered that with the fusion of the two qi, the speed of her breathing and practice had accelerated slightly.
It’s a small margin, but it’s there!
The empress was stunned, so what Hai Zongfeng said was true...it had nothing to do with Yuanzu Temple, but only with this little imperial army.
But... why?
Although there are few people practicing royal martial arts, it is not impossible.
Not to mention those father-in-laws, the prince, the second prince, and others who are also members of the royal family did not have such effects when they practiced together as brothers and sisters.
Could it be that their physiques really match?
Unsure, she tried another round, and then a third.
Unknowingly, as the number of cycles increased, Zhao Duan felt hotter and hotter, and his originally calm mind became inexplicably upset.
The same was true for Xu Zhenguan, but she knew very well that it was caused by her practice.
Once the yin and yang qi of heaven and earth meet, there will be a tendency to move closer.
She decisively stopped vomiting, opened her beautiful eyes, and said:
"Fortunately, maybe it's because of Futian. Your yang energy is hot and dry, so it's nothing serious."
Zhao Duan also opened his eyes and nodded: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the diagnosis."
The corner of Xu Zhenguan's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Then what are you still holding on to... We are almost near the imperial office, you can go down."
"Oh." Zhao Duan reluctantly pulled back his hand and stood up to say goodbye.
The empress spoke and ordered someone to stop the royal chariot and watched Zhao Duan leave.
When she was the only one left in the spacious carriage, she let out a deep breath, raised her hand, and looked at the sweat on her palm, feeling a little distracted.
It's really possible...but...
It doesn't make much sense.
The gap between the cultivation realms of the two sides is too great.
The bonus to practice does exist, but... the increase is very limited.
As for the insights I gained from meditating in the Yuanzu Temple that night, I no longer have them today.
With the empress's current cultivation level, the bonus provided by Zhao Duan cannot be said to be meaningless, but it is also minimal.
Considering the cost...
"Huh, it's okay." Xu Zhenguan breathed a sigh of relief.
But in his mind, a thought came to his mind:
He is of no use in the mortal realm, but what if he waits for him to reach the human realm?
Will it be different?
"That's all, it's not easy to enter the world. Even if you have royal skills, it will take ten years of hard work..."
Xu Zhenguan shook his head.
Anyway...it's still early.
Instead of thinking about this, it is better to search for the "dragon soul" left by Taizu.
She always suspected that the dragon soul might still exist in the world, or even be hidden in the palace.
But I can never find it, I don’t know where it is hidden.
Shaking his head, Xu Zhenguan spoke and called Mo Zhaorong who was following behind:
"Tonight, I will be in retreat for a while, it won't be long, about half a month.
If there is nothing important, don't interrupt. Now that the Xiuwen Museum has been established, you can make some decisions with Grand Master Dong. If you are not sure, just wait until I come out of the customs. "
She has been busy with government affairs and has not been in seclusion for a long time, but now she is finally free.
As for the new policy, it is impossible to formulate it in a short time. With Master Dong sitting in charge, she only needs to make the final review and decision.
Mo Zhaorong nodded in agreement: "Yes."
When the bright yellow carriage curtains were lowered and the carriage drove towards the palace again, Mo Chou stood there with an ever-changing expression.
With a woman's keen intuition, she realized that something was wrong with His Majesty today.
…
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"Huh, I've escaped."
Nearby, at the entrance of an alley, Zhao Duan exhaled heavily with a strange expression.
Just now in the carriage, he was obviously practicing seriously and his mind was clear, but behind him he was inexplicably distracted, and Xiao Zhao was ready to make a move.
"This is not normal! Something is weird!"
Zhao Duan rubbed his face and activated the "Frost Qi Machine" to calm his mind, but he couldn't figure out the reason.
"Weird..."
Zhao Duan had a headache and didn't know if he had exposed anything.
After pondering for a while, he shook his head and put the doubts behind him to avoid mental exhaustion.
After calming down, he walked out of the alley, his stomach growling and he was even hungrier.
As soon as he glanced at it, he was ready to find something to eat first.
However, when I was wondering what to eat for lunch.
Suddenly, an elegant carriage slowly stopped in front of him.
The car curtain opens.
Revealing the gentle face of "the most talented man in the capital" Han Zhi:
"Mr. Zhao, we meet again."
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ps: I have been targeted by mythical beasts before, which makes me write interactive plots between male and female protagonists. I am always frightened. At this level, the mythical beast will never be triggered, right?
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