Fang Chuge's gaze fell on Fang Moye.
In his memory, that old brat had now become a graceful youth.
However, compared to the arrogance he had when he was young, the current Fang Moye seemed more mature and steady, perhaps because he had experienced three years of settling down.
It had to be said that Fang Moye had gained something in the three years he had lost his talent.
As for Fang Moye, he saw Fang Chuge the moment he came out.
Fang Chuge was dressed in white and had a graceful bearing. His temperament was extraordinary.
No matter where it was placed, it was the most eye-catching existence.
As for Fang Moye, although he had only met his Ninth Imperial Uncle before he was five years old, he would never forget Fang Chuge's peerless charm.
Therefore, Fang Moye recognized Fang Chuge the moment he saw him.
"Nephew Fang Moye greets Imperial Uncle!”
Fang Moye quickly bowed to Fang Chuge.
Fang Moye had been in this world for fifteen years, so he was familiar with the etiquette.
That's right, he was not from this world, but from another world.
In their world, although there were countries and dynasties, there was no such thing as cultivation.
And he was a scholar who loved ghost stories and was extremely fond of those gods and ghosts. Unfortunately, due to his failure, he was too sad and went to a restaurant to get drunk.
On the way back, she accidentally fell into the river.
When he woke up, he found himself in a new world.
In this world, there were all kinds of things that he had imagined in the ghost story book in his previous life.
Swordsmen, swordsmen, and peerless experts were all present in this world.
And he had actually become the crown prince of a dynasty!
Originally, he was worried that as the Crown Prince of the dynasty, he would inevitably suffer from many schemes.
However, who would have thought that the Emperor Xuan of the Taichu Dynasty, who was also his father, not only had him as his only son, but he had also never taken any concubines after his mother's death.
As a result, no one would fight with him for power. He also realized that the royal family of the Taichu Dynasty was completely different from what he had thought.
There was no scheming between the royal family. There was only mutual concern. His father's relationship with his brothers and sisters was even better.
It was also because of this that Fang Moye felt the warmth of a family that he had never experienced in his previous life for the first time in this somewhat unconventional royal family.
He had also completely abandoned his past identity and integrated into the identity of Crown Prince Mo Ye.
However, good times did not last long. He was originally extremely talented, but when he was twelve years old, he suddenly fell from the divine altar. He went from the former number one genius of the Taichu Dynasty to a complete waste.
In the past three years, although some people did not dare to talk about him because of his identity as the Crown Prince, in this body of a teenager, there was a soul of a few decades old.
How could he not know what those people were saying behind his back?
In these three years, his only warmth and comfort were his father, Fifth Imperial Uncle, Seventh Imperial Uncle, and other relatives of the Imperial Family. Only they truly cared for him from the bottom of their hearts, not looking down on him even a little because he was a piece of trash.
Instead, she often paid attention to her words and actions, afraid that if she did something bad, it would hurt his heart.
He remembered all of this deeply in his heart.
But now, there was finally a chance of survival. He heard that his Ninth Imperial Uncle, who had not returned for ten years, had returned.
Moreover, he had brought a Nine Colored Earth Core Lotus that could help him recover his talent!
This gave him hope.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, Mo Ye will never forget your kindness!”
Fang Moye bowed deeply to Fang Chuge.
Fang Chuge waved his hand and said,""Alright, you brat, hold on tight."
Fang Chuge was not as gentle to his nephew Fang Moye as he was to his two nieces.
Fang Moye nodded.
Then, the group of people came to a special room.
The room was extremely quiet. In the middle of the room was a large bucket that was emitting hot air.
Inside the large bucket was a dark green medicinal liquid.
Fang Moye quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the bucket.
During this time, Fang Chuge thoughtfully covered the eyes of the two little girls.
When Fang Moye entered the bucket, he let out a muffled groan.
However, he immediately thought of his three-year promise and the proud girl who had brought him great humiliation. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Old Eunuch Lu served the Nine-Colored Earth Core Lotus.
At this moment, the Nine-Colored Earth Core Lotus had already been divided into lotus petals, roots, and seeds.
Old Eunuch Lu poured the lotus petals and roots into the medicinal liquid while placing the lotus seeds in front of Fang Moye.
Fang Moye endured the intense pain and grabbed the lotus seed in front of him, stuffing it into his mouth.
At this moment, a colorful mist began to rise.
Everyone held their breaths. The two little girls were also very sensible and did not dare to make any sound.
"Ah!"
Just as Fang Moye was screaming in pain.
Fang Chuge narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on Fang Moye's right hand.
There was an ancient black ring on it.
Interesting!
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