The founder of the Dragon Prince Dynasty had only two sons. The eldest was a concubine-born son, and the second was a legitimate son.
In any era, there was a rule of favoring legitimate sons over illegitimate ones, therefore, though the eldest son was the eldest, being born out of wedlock, he was destined to have no chance at the throne in this lifetime.
The second legitimate son succeeded to the throne of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, becoming the future Emperor Taizong.
And the eldest son, who was the concubine-born Jing Wang, vanished from the public eye after Emperor Taizong came to the throne. Some say that he went into hiding in the martial world to recruit soldiers and gather forces with the aim of one day seizing the imperial throne.
Some also say that, having lost all hope of the throne, he became despondent and retired to the mountains.
After a thousand years had passed, regardless of how later generations evaluated him, the Jing Wang remained nowhere to be seen. The speculations about him gradually faded into the long river of history.
The dragon danced with its fingers gently tapping on the table surface, speaking in a casual tone, "From Xie Fei Long, I have learned of Prince Ning's whereabouts. It is said that he has come to this Central Plains region in search of the elder brother of Grandpa Emperor Taizong, the descendants of Prince Jing..."
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why does Prince Ning need to search for the descendants of Prince Jing? If we talk about qualifications to seize the throne, both you and Prince Ning are descendants of Emperor Taizong, and you have the same qualifications. Why should he not have the right to seize the throne?"
"Or is it because the descendants of Prince Jing have stronger abilities? If that's the case, how would the descendants of Prince Jing be willing to cooperate with him and help him seize the throne? It would be better for him to go and take the throne himself."
"If Prince Jing or his descendants truly have ambitions to seize the throne, they wouldn't have had to wait for a thousand years."
Chen Mo stroked his chin, with a mix of curiosity and doubt in his heart.
The dragon danced, sighing softly, "In truth, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. When Jing Wang and Grandpa Emperor Taizong competed for the throne, although Grandpa Emperor Taizong occupied the unique advantage of a legitimate son, Jing Wang was far superior to Grandpa Emperor Taizong in both literature and martial arts. In fact, even the sword in my hand intended to recognize Jing Wang as its master."
"And, in the mausoleum of Grandpa Emperor Taizong, I saw in his diary that if Jing Wang had wanted to seize the throne, even if Emperor Tai Zu had intervened, it would have been impossible to stop him..."
Chen Mo's expression suddenly became serious. "Are you saying that Jing Wang's power has exceeded that of Emperor Tai Zu?"
The dragon danced slightly, nodding his head, "Prince Jing was a rare prodigy in the Dragon Prince Dynasty and even in Qing state. Even if he was thrown into the Central Plains region, he would be a formidable force. Grandpa Emperor Tai Zu was full of expectations for him and even believed that if he could take the throne, he would be able to lead the Dragon Prince Dynasty to another prosperous era..."
"However, for some unknown reason, Emperor Tai Zu, who had once held great expectations for Prince Jing, suddenly changed his mind and passed the throne to Grandpa Emperor Taizong. Even Grandpa Emperor Taizong himself does not understand this matter."
"However, from Grandpa Emperor Taizong's diary, I learned that later, Prince Jing found him and told him that he was going to the Central Plains region and the other space to seek a great opportunity."
"At that time, Prince Ning was guarding the imperial mausoleum. By chance, he found a way to enter the mausoleum and even framed me once. I think Grandpa Emperor Taizong's diary must have been read by him. Therefore, after suffering a military defeat, he pretended to die and fled to the Central Plains region to search for Prince Jing."
Chen Mo looked up, locking eyes with the dragon dance and saying seriously, "That's why you came to this other space to look for Prince Jing?"
"After a thousand years, the clues to Prince Jing have long since been cut off. If I want to find him or his descendants, I can only look into this other space."
The dragon dance tightly gripped the Empire Sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were furrowed with a hint of gravity. "Even though many years have passed, all of us are still descendants of the Dragon clan. If the descendants of Prince Jing are exceptionally talented, it's fine for me to give up my throne to him. But if he is unfit for great responsibilities and collaborates with Prince Ning in disgrace, then I have no choice but to kill both of them."
As he spoke, the dragon dance's eyes and eyebrows carried a greater hint of malice.
Suddenly, the killing intent in her eyes and eyebrows became even stronger.
What was seen was that, just moments ago still quietly sitting next to Chen Mo, Chu Ruomeng suddenly had her pupils flashing a blue light. In an instant, she seemed to have changed into a completely different person. She gently leaned over next to Chen Mo and vigorously rubbed against his body.
Chen Mo, who was listening to the dragon dance speak, was caught off guard and turned his head to glance at the now strangely behaving Chu Ruomeng next to him.
"Chu girl, what are you doing?"
Chen Mo widened his eyes, looking at Chu Ruomeng who suddenly seemed to have lost a few brain cells, and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrow.
The dragon dance tightly held the handle of the Empire Sword, pressing his voice low, and said coldly, "Chu, haven't you been beaten enough?"
"You still have the face to say anything? Earlier, you attacked me without reason, resulting in my injury. Now the pain is acting up, and I can only ease my pain a bit by getting closer to Mr. Chen."
Saying this, Chu Ruomeng grandly held Chen Mo's arm, rubbing her face against his arm, and then climbed onto his shoulder.
The dragon dance raised his eyebrows and his face turned ashen instantaneously. He swung the sword violently on the table.
A sharp sound was heard, and upon looking, the table was instantly split in half.
"My table..."
Seeing this scene, the innkeeper rushed out in alarm. Upon seeing the gleaming, murderous Empire Sword, he angrily drew his sword.
Then retreated back with great frustration.
"I'll compensate."
The dragon dance bit his teeth, coldly saying, "Then I'll compensate." Only then did the innkeeper feel somewhat reassured.
The sword qi extended from the table in front, "Click", and chopped off Chu Ruomeng's hair that was raised, almost hitting her.
Seeing this, Chu Ruomeng flew into a rage, "You woman, how can you be so reckless! Look at her, Mr. Chen..."
Chu Ruomeng coquettishly solicited Chen Mo, "Oh, Mr. Chen..." This greatly angered the dragon dance, who clenched the Empire Sword tightly with his teeth.
"Seeking death"
In an instant after the words were spoken, another wave of sword qi followed.
As he watched the sword qi coming, Chen Mo immediately realized that at this moment, the dragon dance had become serious. If they really fought, it wouldn't be good.
This place is also within the jurisdiction of the Xuanyin Academy. If trouble is made here, it is bound to upset the people of the Academy.
Thinking this in his heart, Chen Mo immediately raised his hand to stop the dragon dance, when suddenly, a cold and imposing voice echoed through the air.
"Stop"
In an instant after the words were spoken, the sword qi dispersed, and Chu Ruomeng, who had previously hidden in Chen Mo's arms, suddenly had a change in her eyes. She no longer had the cunning she once possessed.
Chu Ruomeng hesitated for a moment, her expression blank, then looked up at Chen Mo's face. She quickly glanced around and realized that her actions seemed intimate with Chen Mo.
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and she pushed away Chen Mo in a hurry, awkwardly smoothing her messy hair.
Chen Mo was also a bit puzzled. Who was coming over? Why did the situation change now and the color of your face seemed like I had bullied you?
Chen Mo muttered to himself in his heart, and then he remembered the voice that had come from before. He quickly turned his head to look and saw a graceful figure suddenly appear on the window of the inn...
