Chapter 77 Xuanxuan, are you in love with Xiao Fan?

Qin Xuan said: "Since she didn't show any abnormality, she probably didn't know that Zhenyuan Marquis and Shangqing Palace might still be getting together."

"Try to have a good relationship with her."

Xiao Fan frowned and said: "Your Highness, must you accept her as the Crown Prince Liangdi? If you accept her, there will still be certain risks."

Qin Xuan said in a deep voice: "If possible, I don't want to accept it, but every morning someone mentions this to my father."

"My father only has one child, and Yuli is not pregnant yet. In this case, it is very necessary to accept the crown prince Liangdi."

"Not accepting it is tantamount to telling others there is a problem."

"She may have a formation in her body. You don't have to worry about this. All you need to do is let her sincerely accept you."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly: "I'll try my best."

"It's not about trying, it's about necessity."

"If the news of the problem is exposed, the entire country will face a huge disaster, and countless people will die if a war breaks out."

Qin Xuan's expression was extremely solemn.

Xiao Fan coughed lightly: "Your Highness, I will just go to bed with her when the time comes. You are talking as if I am going to the battlefield."

Qin Xuan rolled his eyes.

"What words have you created recently? Please write them down and let me take a look."

Xiao Fan arrived in the study, and Qin Xuan followed him in.

Xiao Fan wrote a lot of words.

Qin Xuan's eyes showed joy. Some things happened recently, but Xiao Fan didn't seem to be affected by those things.

"very nice."

"Keep going, seize the time to create new words."

Qin Xuan said.

"By the way, think about the poems about loyalty to the emperor and serving the country. When such poems are spread, they can affect the minds of the people."

Xiao Fan murmured in his heart, he had a saying, do princes and generals have the guts to be in love?

This sentence inspired many people in ancient China to rebel.

Just saying this, Qin Zhentian was afraid that he would chop off his head.

"Your Highness, I wrote it to Mr. Jiang."

Xiao Fan said.

Qin Xuan said doubtfully: "What did you write? Mr. Jiang didn't say anything."

"Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history!"

Xiao Fan picked up his pen and wrote it out.

Qin Xuan stared blankly at the poem written by Xiao Fan.

"Good poem, this line is very good!"

"Any more?"

Qin Xuan said happily that it would be good for the country to spread such poems.

"If you only care about the country's life and death, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?"

Xiao Fan wrote another sentence and then put down his pen.

"Your Highness, I can only think of these two sentences, but if you kiss me, maybe I can write one or two more sentences."

"Of course you have to change and kiss again."

Xiao Fan looked at Qin Xuandao with a smile.

Qin Xuan glared at Xiao Fan angrily: "I am the prince. If you are so presumptuous, I am not afraid of having your head chopped off."

"Afraid? We are now grasshoppers on a rope."

Xiao Fan curled his lips and said, "What good will it do you if I die?"

Qin Xuan: "..."

"If you win against me in the future, you can do whatever you want. If you can't win against me, don't have such thoughts."

After Qin Xuan finished speaking, he disappeared.

She took away all the words and poems written by Xiao Fan on the table.

"This guy's poems are really amazing."

"These two sentences are enough to be passed down through the ages."

Returning to his Shuxiang Pavilion, Qin Xuan slowly admired it.

The Tianlong Empire still attaches great importance to culture. Creating a strong country requires force, and long-term peace requires culture.

"Father, look at these two lines of poetry."

When Qin Xuan arrived at the palace, she changed into her original appearance.

"Written by Xiao Fan?"

Qin Zhentian asked.

Qin Xuan nodded slightly. She placed the white tribute paper on Qin Zhentian's desk, and Qin Zhentian tasted it carefully.

"What a poem!"

"Xuanxuan, do you want to publicize these two poems?"

Qin Zhentian asked.

Qin Xuan nodded: "Father, in the past few hundred years, our royal family has produced few experts, but we are still very good to the people."

"The people also love you more, Father."

"These two poems should make many people love the country more. All parties must take public opinion into consideration."

Qin Zhentian nodded slightly: "You have a good idea."

"Just make your own arrangements. There is no need to report this matter to father."

Qin Xuan said: "Father, can you think of a way to cultivate Xiao Fan?"

She had a bet with Xiao Fan. If Xiao Fan insisted on exercising every day, and if he defeated her in the future, she would have to sleep with Xiao Fan.

But Qin Xuan still hopes that Xiao Fan can become a cultivator.

She knew it was impossible for Xiao Fan to defeat her. If Xiao Fan became a cultivator, he would be able to live a few more years.

Qin Zhentian frowned and said, "My father has had people study it carefully."

"He may be the legendary spiritual being."

"The Absolute Spirit Body cannot be cultivated, but the talent is good in other aspects. This kind of Absolute Spirit Body may not be produced even in a thousand years."

The Holy Spirit Continent has a population of 100 billion, and the total number of people born in a thousand years exceeds one trillion, and there is not a single one among the trillions of extremely spiritual beings.

"Is it impossible to cultivate the Absolute Spirit Body at all?"

Qin Xuan frowned.

Qin Zhentian pondered: "Most of them cannot cultivate, but ancient books record that a peerless genius appeared three hundred thousand years ago."

"He might be a spiritual being."

"But this is not certain. After all, it has been 300,000 years, and there are only fragments of records in ancient books, which may not be true."

Qin Xuan sighed secretly.

Even if it were true, the chance of being able to practice the Jue Ling Physique was too low.

"Xuanxuan, are you not in love with Xiao Fan anymore?"

Qin Zhentian frowned and stared at Qin Xuan closely.

Qin Xuan's heart trembled slightly.

"Father, what are you talking about? How could I be in love with him? He's in bed with Yuli, what can I say if I'm in love with him again?"

Qin Zhentian said in a deep voice: "It's good that you know."

"You must not be emotional towards him. He is an ordinary person. He will start to grow old after the age of forty. You can become Emperor Wu in the future."

"You can live for thousands of years!"

Qin Xuan nodded: "Father, you are worrying too much. I don't have such thoughts. I just think he is a rare talent."

"If he can cultivate, it will be good for the country to live a few more years."

"Father, if the matter is exposed, I hope he can survive."

Qin Zhentian looked at the poems on the desk in front of him.

"Um."

Qin Zhentian nodded.

Xiao Fan came up with a simple counting method, created words, treated Jiang Qian and other generals, and wrote such poems, which made a great contribution to the country.

"Thank you, Father."

Qin Xuan said.

Qin Zhentian said: "It's best not to have problems. If there is a problem, we may not be able to protect ourselves, let alone him."

"Our Tianlong Empire has been in existence for more than 4,000 years, and has accumulated many contradictions."

"If something goes wrong, it will be difficult to deal with all kinds of conflicts that break out."

Qin Xuan said: "Father, I believe everything will be fine. We can definitely break the curse that the dynasty cannot exceed five thousand years."

Qin Zhentian smiled.

Hope so.