The Sacred Phoenix Swordsman
CH. 88. Crown Prince Han Tao.
in the end Han Ying brought Chu Tian to the royal palace to retrieve the map of the continent.
"So you want to go west" Han Yang asked
"really noble, that's why I need that map" Chu Tian said as he enjoyed the glass of wine served by King Han Yang.
"you don't need to be a prince, after all we are friends" said King Han with a smile.
"Hahaha alright then, ah yes you know King Chu is really looking forward to your arrival" Chu Tian said as he whispered.
"King Chu, ah yes I just remember I am so sorry for your father's death" King Han said.
"That's over thanks, now that big brother Lizheng has become the new king of Chu Yang kingdom" Chu Tian said.
"Right, it is a good thing if this Chu kingdom and Han Ku kingdom can establish cooperation through marriage" King Han's ucqp then laughed along with Chu Tian.
"big brother what are you saying, this is really embarrassing" said Han Ying who had just come bearing the map that Chu Tian had requested.
"What's wrongdo you say you like prince ah no masudku King Chu Lizheng" King Han said as he teased his younger brother.
"Sister" Han Ying said in embarrassment.
"Ah Tian this is the map you requested" Han Ying said giving Chu Tian a rather large map.
"Thank you, I will copy it quickly" Chu Tian said then Focused on noticing the continent's Map.
Chu Tian prepared the paper as well as the brush, he drew the map with a smaller version so it did not take up much space, either, King Han And Han Ying saw Chu Tian to the point of not blinking they were truly made to be amazed.
Chu Tian not only made a map that was very similar but made it clearer and easier to understand.
"Woah prince I didn't think you could do something like this" King Han said.
"i learned to paint and write from big brother lizheng he is the best writer in the Chu kingdom" Chu Tian said.
"Look Ying'er your future husband is amazing" Han Yang said
"Sister Stop teasing me" Han Ying said with a flushed face.
"This is me returning the map, thank you for your help" Chu Tian said.
"No matter the prince, you can ask for our help at any time" Han Yang said with a smile.
"Well" said a little boy with a beautiful woman behind him.
"Woah son of father, what are you doing here" said King Han while holding the little boy who is none other than his son.
"Greetings empress cao yi" Chu Tian said and was embraced by cao yi.
"Prince introduce my son Han Tao, the crown prince of the han kingdom" King Han said proudly.
"pa man" Han Tao said to Chu Tian.
"Woah you are very good at Tao'er" Chu Tian said as he stroked Han Tao's hair.
Han Tao extended his hand.
"Emm Tao'er do you want to be with uncle" Chu Tian said and took Han Tao from Han Yang's sling.
"Tel bang" said Han Tao.
"What Tao'er wants to fly then uncle will take you flying how" Chu Tian told the little prince.
"Emm I want a tel bang." said Han Tao.
Chu tian then used his wind energy to make them fly, Chu Tian and Han Tao flew down the sky of han city.
"Yeah Tel bang" Han Tao shouted in excitement.
"are you happy now" Chu Tian asked and Han Tao nodded.
After arriving at the Palace Chu Tian handed Han Tao to the Han king but Han Tao instead cried.
"Huaaa uncle, I want uncle huaaaa" Han Tao's cry made Chu Tian sob.
"Em Tao'er don't cry, uncle will give a gift to Tao'er but you must promise uncle not to cry, man must not cry if you understand" Chu Tian said.
"Emm I glanced" Han Tao said as he wiped his tears.
King Han and Empress Cao Yi smiled at how easily Han Tao was persuaded usually Han Tao would continue to cry if what he wanted was not fulfilled.
Han Tao was only two years old but he was already good at talking and he had a habit of sneaking out of the surveillance and going to the warrior training arena.
"See uncle has something for you" Chu Tian said as he handed him a small and Dull sword.
"Woah is like the uncle of the guard" Han Tao said with excitement.
"What prince it is doesn't matter how it is a sword" empress Cao Yi asked worriedly.
"Relax your majesty, this sword is my own making and this sword can adapt to its owner the more shrewd it is to wear it then this sword will get sharper and stronger, and stronger, and at this time Han Tao did not have the sword ability so this sword was no different from a wooden sword, and at this time this sword was also still as light as a small branch" chu Tian said with a smile to Han Tao.
"Thank you uncle" said Han Tao.
"Same, well you have to practice a lot so that you can take care of your family someday do you understand" Chu Tian said and was embraced by Han Tao.
"All right, I have to go now, thank you for all your help" Chu Tian said
"Uncle Don't forget to come and see me great" Han Tao said.
"That's for sure, anything for my little nephew" Chu Tian said.
"Prince be careful on the journey, and I will definitely do as you suggest" King Han said with a big smile.
"I know that, and good luck" Chu Tian said then sped away
"My husband is indeed what advice he gave you" Empress Cao yi asked.
"It was a suggestion to immediately marry Han Ying to King Chu Lizheng" King Han said with a laugh
"Sister, don't joke around" said Annoyed Han Ying.
"I'm not kidding, that's what Chu Tian said" said king Han.
"really" Han Ying said with a flushed face and immediately ran into her room.
Chu Tian's side still continued to dart until he reached the border of the Han kingdom and Chen kingdom but it was very late that Chu Tian decided to rest and spend the night there.
Chu tian made a bonfire there after she finished eating the bread given by Grandma Fu.
Chu tian felt lonely without her friend's friend but somehow the Spirit God sword could not be approached by anyone and Chu Tian did not want his friend's friend to be a victim.
Chu Tian looked at the night sky decorated with thousands of stars while leaning against a large tree, then he took out his flute and played it.
The soothing music made everyone who heard it happy but there was one person who looked curious about the Voice.
"Who's There" Chu Tian said as he heard a voice behind a bush.
"You" Chu Tian and that person said simultaneously as the person walked out of the bush.
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