After all, there's a world of difference between Shang Hongyu saying that Zu'an supports him and him personally showing his support.
Soon, the sound of their footsteps faded into the distance.
Shang Liuyu hadn't even had time to get dressed yet when she saw this, she bit her lip and ultimately had no choice but to give up her plans to go.
After all, I can't say it when the time comes. Am I supposed to say that I've been listening to your voices the whole time, and that's how I found out about this?
Meanwhile, after Zu'an and Shang Hongyu left their palace, the palace maids and guards outside looked rather strange, as the queen had stayed inside for a rather long time.
If it were any other concubine, this would probably have caused a scandal. However, since one is a recognized virtuous empress and the other is an invincible regent, no one dared to think too deeply about it.
They soon arrived at the mourning hall, but it wasn't as solemn as they had imagined. Instead, it was rather noisy, with people seemingly engaged in conversation. The group was clearly divided into several factions, keeping a great distance between each other, and exchanging hostile glances. Even a brief, fleeting touch seemed to spark a burst of sparks and lightning.
You can see all sorts of emotions on everyone's face: anger, gloom, joy...
There was no sadness in sight.
Zu An thought to himself that it was truly pathetic that the Dragon King had fallen to such a state. It is said that when a person dies, it is like a lamp going out, but now that he is dead, no one even pretends anymore, not even at the funeral hall.
Upon seeing the two arrive, the small groups that had been scattered around enthusiastically came forward:
"The Regent has arrived."
"The Queen has arrived."
Shang Hongyu's expression turned cold. These people still respected her, probably because of her good relationship with Zu'an.
"Uncle-uncle is here." Only one form of address stood out from the rest of the room.
Zu An looked closely and couldn't help but smile.
Speaking of which, this is the only one of the Dragon King's sons that I am familiar with: the Ninth Prince, Chiwen.
Chiwen usually traveled around, just like his father, flirting with women and teasing common girls.
As a result, I received news a few days ago that something had happened in the Dragon Palace, so I hurriedly rushed back.
However, he still had some doubts at the time. After all, he was related to the mermaid clan by blood, and the fact that the mermaid queen had been wanted was too strange. He was worried that it was a trap, so he kept lingering in the waters near the Dragon Palace.
He only breathed a sigh of relief a few days ago when Shang Hongyu thoroughly purged the lurking demons.
He was just about to continue his travels when news of his father's death arrived, so he returned to wear mourning clothes.
He was quite moved to see his old friends from Zu'an at this time.
The two of them met under unusual circumstances, and he still felt ashamed about the incident. Later, his aunt betrayed him and took away all the magical treasures that his father had bestowed upon him. So it was a dark history that he didn't want to recall.
Now that Zuan has grown to this point, he suddenly holds his head high and feels that he has made something of himself.
That's not a dark history, it's clearly my glorious years!
I originally thought that my beautiful aunt being with him was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.
Now, that "little uncle" is truly a heartfelt address.
"Chiwen, long time no see!" Zuan greeted him with a smile. Come to think of it, this guy had dropped quite a lot of gold coins back then.
The Wind and Fire Wheels, the Universe Ring, the Fire-Tipped Spear... all have great uses.
Well, of course the most fun one is the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon)...
Chiwen was initially a little apprehensive, after all, everyone was talking about what happened during the day, and this guy seemed like a god or demon. It would be awkward if he ignored her.
Until this moment, he puffed out his chest completely, glared at the others with a boastful look, as if to say, "Now you believe me, right?"
As expected, the sea officials exchanged glances upon seeing this scene, all of them recognizing each other's shock and doubt.
So Chiwen really does know Zuan!
Could it be that Zaun is planning to support Chiwen as the new Dragon King?
In fact, Chiwen is the son of the former mermaid queen and has a close relationship with the mermaid clan, making him relatively more precious in terms of bloodline.
But no one regarded him as the heir to the throne; he was simply too unreliable.
He was idle and troublesome from a young age, not like a prince at all, but more like a street thug.
Moreover, he enjoys traveling and sightseeing all day long, and every time he tries to seduce respectable women, his parents often come to his door to confront him—this is the only thing he does resemble the Dragon King when he was young.
However, he lacks the strength and political acumen of the Dragon King, and despite being an adult for so long, he has barely built his own faction.
It would be quite difficult for someone like him, who spends all his time playing outside and is not part of the sea tribe, to build a team.
The key issue is that they are extremely naive and unreliable in their actions, and we've all been through so much of that over the years.
The most recent and memorable time was when he came back from outside, excitedly shouting that he had brought a piece of rare blue ice that had fallen from the sky, saying that brewing it into tea would prolong life, and that he specially presented it to the Dragon King.
The Dragon King was very pleased, feeling that his youngest son had finally grown up and knew how to be filial to his father.
The emperor was overjoyed that day and summoned many ministers to a banquet in the palace, inviting them to taste the rare Blue Ice Tea.
Of course, it was mentioned during the banquet that this was a special gift from Chiwen. The ministers, understanding the implied meaning from the music, flattered them, praising their fatherly love and filial piety.
Although the tea brewed by Lan Bing wasn't very tasty and had a slightly strange flavor, how could anyone refuse tea offered by the Dragon King?
In those days, the Dragon King would invite them to have tea every now and then.
You know what, after drinking it for a while, everyone gradually started to taste all sorts of different flavors.
Some of the sycophants even quoted classical texts, saying that the blue ice might be some kind of ancient divine object, and the Dragon King's face was beaming like a blooming daisy during those days.
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