Today, Zhao Ying has new ideas about this matter.
Hu Yanxue may have been thinking about Shangguan Shu for more than a day or two.
In order to create a pure and pitiful image in front of Shangguan Shu, she did not hesitate to slander her own biological mother?
On the opposite side, Zhao Yao whispered something into Huyanxue's ear, but Huyanxue gradually calmed down. Zhao Yao begged Emperor Jianxi to let Huyanxue go down and rest for a while, and Emperor Jianxi waved his hand in agreement.
After getting rid of Hu Yanxue, Zhao Yao glanced coldly at the culprit Wei Fu, his face tense and suppressing his anger.
Wei Fu pretended not to see.
He continued to say to Zhao Ziyin with a smile: "Little Prince, the bowstring of your little bow is made from your father's tendons..."
To Zhao Zihua, "My little princess, the drumhead for your small drum is not easy to make. The Xiongnu king's corpse was completely rotten. I finally found a few pieces of flesh that hadn't rotted yet. I peeled them off and had the best female workers weave them into a drumhead the size of a palm..."
The crowd was so quiet at this moment that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Wei Fu with a mixture of surprise and expectation.
Wei Fu is such a wicked devil who loves to poke people's hearts...
I didn’t realize that even young children were not spared!
Wei Fu waited for the two kids to collapse, but they were only frightened for a while, without any taboo or guilt.
How could he know that Zhao Ziyin and Zhao Zihua did not think that the Xiongnu King was their biological father, let alone had never seen him... If he wanted to get his wish, he would probably have to skin Shangguan Shu, his cheap father, and pull out his tendons!
Zhao Yao quickly snatched the drum and the small bow, then forced a smile and asked the palace servant to take them away.
Then he gritted his teeth and thanked Wei Fu.
Wei Fu had achieved half of his goal, and he felt very happy, so he returned to his seat without hesitation.
Emperor Jianxi's recent displeasure disappeared.
Wei Fu is better than all the members of the Wei family. He understands the emperor's heart and his intentions!
The little farce was like an interlude.
Then the emperor and his ministers were in great joy, singing and dancing, and everyone was a little drunk.
Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Zhao Quan staggered to his feet, picked up the wine jug that had been prepared long ago, and toasted everyone one by one.
When they reached Zhao Ying, Zhao Quan paused for a moment, then pretended to be confused, "Princess Huaian... I salute you..."
Zhao Yao on the opposite side glanced over casually, her expression a little tense.
Seeing Zhao Ying raise his glass and drink it down helplessly after hearing Zhao Quan admit that he had recognized the wrong person, Zhao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and her heart sank completely.
Shangguan Shu, on the other hand, was concentrating on feeding Shangguan Qingyue, and seemed unaware of it.
When the banquet was halfway through, Zhao Zihua suddenly stood up, knelt down and presented herself to Emperor Jianxi. She said in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, I have a surprise for you!"
Emperor Jianxi's eyes lit up. Although he did not like Huaian, Huaian's children were auspicious signs for the Great Chu and gave him many surprises.
People always have a special preference for such auspicious and spiritual things.
"Zihua, stand up. What surprise do you want to give me?"
After Emperor Jianxi finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he had just returned from seclusion in Pixia Temple. The last time he came back, he had added ten years to his lifespan. Could it be that this time, he could be rejuvenated?
Emperor Jianxi thought about this and became even more excited.
Zhao Yao spoke up, angrily saying, "Zihua!"
"Your Majesty, Zihua has simply learned some tricks and loves to show off..."
Emperor Jianxi waved his hand and said, "Zihua and Ziyin are quite capable!"
As soon as Emperor Jianxi finished speaking, Shangguan Qingyue curled her greasy lips in disdain, "The Emperor's grandfather really loves every woman he meets. Am I not his most beloved child?"
What does he mean by that? Does he think I'm incompetent?
Emperor Jianxi, who had just finished speaking, said:
Shangguan Shu took the wet handkerchief and tried to wipe the little guy's mouth: ...
Zhao Ying choked on the wine and started coughing: ...
Emperor Jianxi was extremely soft-hearted.
The little guy is jealous!
Emperor Jianxi was just about to wave Shangguan Qingyue over to him for a hug when the little one started talking again, "Is she trying to sing again?"
【Then she better not! 】
【I am no longer the same person I used to be! 】
I can get my voice back!
【Thief Zhao, you're finished! 】
These words caused a huge uproar.
Emperor Jianxi: What does it mean to get your voice back?
Could it be that someone stole Xiao Yueer's voice, which is why Xiao Yueer can't speak?
How audacious! How outrageous!
If he catches this man, he will cut off his tongue and let him taste the feeling of being unable to speak!
Shangguan Shu and Zhao Ying's deep gazes met in the air, their faces suddenly turned cold, and they immediately understood who had stolen Yue'er's voice.
At this moment, they looked at Zhao Zihua's words and actions with particularly sarcastic eyes.
Shangguan Shu hugged Shangguan Qingyue tighter again, looking at the top of the little guy's head, his brows furrowed deeply.
He suddenly understood Zhao Ying's hatred.
If she mistakenly thought that the Zhao siblings were his concubines, then his concubines had stolen Qi You's face and Yue'er's voice... How much hatred would she have?
A dense pain rose up in my heart.
He thought that even if Zhao Ying had done something wrong to Zhao Yao, Zhao Yao's actions were enough to make up for it.
So vicious.
Zhao Yao!
At this time, Zhao Zihua's clear and sweet voice resounded throughout the hall.
"Grandfather, I have recently mastered the art of summoning gods. I can invite a god to lend me my body. Then, you can make a wish to the god, and the god will surely grant it!"
Emperor Jianxi was startled when he heard this. He lowered his voice deliberately out of consideration for Shangguan Qingyue, who was sitting below him, and said, "Inviting a deity? Which deity?"
Zhao Zihua was puzzled as to why the emperor's grandfather's high spirits had suddenly turned so low. Her mood also fluctuated accordingly. She suppressed her disappointment and said, "Any immortal will do, as long as you say so."
Any god will do?
Now not only Emperor Jianxi was excited, but the whole audience was excited as well.
But Emperor Jianxi couldn't show it.
The jealous little guy below is watching you!
Emperor Jianxi said expressionlessly, "Then please, please invite the God of Wealth!"
Da Chu is short of money recently.
Zhao Zihua:? ?
Everyone: ? ? Your Majesty is Your Majesty, so patient...
Such a cold attitude...
This is to pray to the gods!
I remember that Daji went to pray for the gods for King Zhou and even went to great lengths to build a Deer Terrace!
A spiritual boy is a spiritual boy!
You are so capable!
Zhao Zihua suppressed her disappointment and began to gesture. Everyone watched intently, except Shangguan Qingyue, who held up his chin with interest, waiting for the God of Wealth to possess Zhao Zihua.
Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder outside, and the candlelight in the hall trembled, alternating between light and dark.
After a few thunderclaps, the surroundings began to quiet down.
Everyone stared at Zhao Zihua, and when she stopped moving, she suddenly opened her eyes...
Everyone's heart was lifted up.
Emperor Jianxi looked at Zhao Zihua and asked tentatively, "But...the God of Wealth?"
Zhao Zihua opened her lips and said, "Ah~"
Huh?
Is this... the language of gods?
Everyone was surprised. Shangguan Chengjing, who was not interested in strange things but was interested in the state banquet, looked up with a confused look on his face and asked in surprise, "Where does the donkey's bray come from?"
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