Heavenly Dao Formula

"Where do you want to go today?" Ning Chunan sat in front of the dressing table and asked the maid to tie her hair into a bun, but her eyes stayed on Luo Qingqing in the mirror.

"This is not a question that subordinates should consider." Luo replied calmly, "Your Highness can go wherever you want. Your subordinates are only internal guards of magic and have no right to interfere with your thoughts."

This person is the child born to Luo Yufei, who is also the fourth heir of the current emperor. He just turned sixteen this year, and he should have been sent to the army for training, but because he had a high fever when he was young, his physique was far inferior to that of his brothers and sisters, so the training has been delayed.

A large part of Ning Chunan's appearance was inherited from his mother. His eyebrows are like crescent moons, his eyes are bags like cicadas, and because of his frail body, he looks a little younger than his actual age.

But Luo Weiqing would never treat him as a child.

After all, he was also born in the imperial palace, the fourth prince with the blood of the emperor.

"Go to the theater or enjoy the flowers?" Ning Chunan acted as if he didn't hear her answer, "By the way, you are an alchemist, and your hobbies may be different from those of ordinary girls...how about we go to a bar."

"The guards are not allowed to drink."

"It's okay to have a drink once in a while."

"Your Highness—" Luo Qingqing was about to rebuff, when Ning Chunan suddenly let out a cry of pain.

"Ah...it hurts me to death!" He stood up abruptly, and knocked the maid to the ground with one hand, "You stupid maid, what did you do?"

The latter's face turned pale with fright. She held the hairpin, looking at a loss, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I don't know..."

"I don't know? You hit my head!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The maid quickly knelt down and said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

"Get up." Ning Chunan said coldly, "I have to stab you too."

He picked up another hairpin on the stage and twirled it in his hands, "But my head is different from yours, so... just use your eyes instead."

The maid trembled suddenly. She trembled and wanted to hide back, but her body froze in place uncontrollably.

"Your Highness." Luo Qingqing had no choice but to say, "Why do you have to?"

"Why, she did something wrong, can't I punish her?" Ning Chunan frowned.

"But the punishment should be measured."

"If it hurts the royal family, it will only be more serious according to the law." He pointed the hairpin at the maid without hesitation. "I'm just acting within the rules. You are a guard, so you shouldn't have the right to interfere with my thoughts, right?"

The latter probably realized that Luo Qingqing was the only possibility for him to be rescued, so he turned his head and begged her loudly, "My lord, please spare my life!"

"Your Highness." Luo repeated with a slight accent, "Go to the theater."

Ning Chunan's hand stopped, "Listen to the opera first, then drink, the day is just right, what do you think?"

"...you can go wherever you want."

"But you want a drink."

"The guards can't—"

She was interrupted by the fourth prince in the middle of her speech, "According to the rules, this maidservant must also be punished."

Luo was silent for a long time before slowly nodding and saying, "Just one cup."

"Actually, after you and I have been together for a long time, you will naturally understand the joy of drinking." Ning Chunan casually pulled the maid up, and then wiped her face, "You don't think I'm really going to stab your eyes, do you? , Be more careful next time, go down."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your forgiveness, thank you, Your Highness, for your forgiveness!" The maid bowed again and again, stepped back and walked out of the room quickly.

"So, when I ask you questions in the future, don't use the excuse that you have no right to interfere." Ning Chunan inserted the hairpin into his hair nonchalantly, "I know, a sensitive person like you People, do you look down on ordinary people in your heart? You have special powers, all of you are strong and healthy, you will hardly get sick, and you can even be said to be a different kind of person."

"You are not an ordinary person, and your subordinates have never thought so—"

"Identity is just something outside of me, and I can feel his contempt from the bottom of my heart in front of my second brother." Ning Chunan stared at the humanity in the mirror, "If you were not like this, why did you refuse the things I gave you? "

"...The subordinates think that the two are not the same thing."

"Okay, I'm not such a calculating person. But I hope you can understand that I can tell the difference between perfunctory and foolish. When I treat you with sincerity, I also hope that you can respond to me with sincerity—no matter what the response is. Ning Chunan showed a soft smile, "After all, there are not many people in the palace who I can talk to except my mother."

After that, he turned to the door, "Shall we go then?"

Luo Weiwei suddenly felt an emotion welling up in her heart. She couldn't tell what it was, but felt a little helpless.

Is this the duty that the inner guard of the spell should undertake?

Most importantly, she had no idea who was at fault.

The fourth prince is the heir of the Holy Majesty, so he can naturally punish the maid as he likes, this is the power given to him by the palace rules.

Was it wrong for her to stop it?

This question is far more difficult than thinking alchemy.

However, she is an alchemist of the Privy Council, and she should always take her duties as the most important thing. As long as she endures for another two years, she will be able to do what she wants to do after she is promoted to the rank of tester—Luo gently suppressed the distracting thoughts and discomfort in her heart, and followed the fourth prince out of the courtyard.

...

Watching operas and listening to music are both Ning Chunan's favorite recreational activities. He not only listens alone, but also invites a group of like-minded high-ranking officials to have fun together.

In the evening, there will be a flower boat reception, and sometimes someone will be asked to recite poems to counteract, and then let the qin girl play and sing on the spot.

As far as hobbies are concerned, these people are not out of the ordinary. What they do most is to spend a lot of money to make themselves the focus of the audience.

It's just that in Luo Qingqing's eyes, all of this is just a waste of time and will.

She was supposed to fight evil, not stand here as a decoration.

The glass of wine was not avoided after all.

Drinking itself is not a problem, and she also appreciates the deeds of the bold and unrestrained poets who drink and compose poems in the history books, but she doesn't want to drink a glass of wine that she has to drink in full view of the public and the noise.

The drinks provided on the flower boat are all high-quality wines with high prices, but Luo Qingqing didn't taste the slightest taste, only felt that it was bitter and pungent.

And the fourth prince wanted to take the opportunity to hand over the second cup.

In the end, she used her cold eyes to make the other party dispel this idea.

After the group of people started making a fuss, Luo Qingyuan simply walked out of the room and stood by the side of the ship's gangway.

She would rather have some cold evening wind than go back inside.

It was the busiest time on the canal at this time, there were at least a dozen brightly lit flower boats, and all kinds of small boats carrying guests shuttled between the big boats, all of which showed the prosperity of Shangyuan City.

Suddenly, Luo Qingyuan saw a somewhat familiar figure in the crowd.

The other party flashed past and quickly disappeared under the lights.

Because she was wearing a black hat, she didn't see the other person's face, but from the back, the person looked a bit like his elder brother.