Prime Minister Fu stood up with the help of Madam Fu, and everyone knelt and bowed: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother."
Emperor Ming glanced at everyone, finally his eyes fell on Lu Zhenzhi.
"Master Lu Jiu, how are you?" Emperor Ming sat down. "Everyone, please stand up."
Lu Zhenzhi was holding the teacup. In his early years, when he was less than 20 years old, he had fought against Emperor Ming, destroyed his 10,000 troops, and captured one of his cities.
"What is your Majesty's purpose?"
"I also want to ask you, why did you come to my Dian Kingdom? You still have the courage to set foot in our great Dian!"
Lu Zhenzhi looked at the teacup in his hand calmly: "Hehe."
This laughter is the most direct and ruthless mockery of the losers.
Emperor Ming pointed at Lu Qixuan and said to Fu Tong'er, "Is this King Hui of Great Yan? Your husband?" Without waiting for Fu Tong'er to answer, he asked Lu Qixuan, "Are you King Hui? How old is your child?"
How could Lu Qixuan know how old Jiu Ye's child was...
But when he heard Fu Tong'er say "two months", he replied: "Your Majesty, two months."
"The belly is bulging in just two months?" Emperor Ming still didn't believe it.
"They are twins. They will be larger than normal fetuses." Lu Qixuan continued.
Emperor Ming nodded.
He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, sat down at the top seat, and said, "Everyone, sit down. Tong'er, sit next to your ninth uncle."
Fu Tong'er was startled, knowing that Emperor Ming was extremely suspicious. He had her sitting next to the Ninth Master just to wait for her to reveal her flaws so he could question Fu's crimes.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Fu Tong'er took Lu Qixuan's arm and sat next to Lu Zhenzhi.
"Ninth Uncle." Fu Tong'er shouted.
Lu Zhenzhi held the wine glass and said "hmm" calmly.
Hong Yu solemnly sat down beside him. Emperor Ming said, "You... General Youli, the most aggressive young man? I haven't seen you for so many years. You have become much more mature."
Lu Zhenzhi turned to look at Hong Yusu.
"Your Majesty, I am You Yi, and now I am Hong Yu Su."
"No, no, you're not You Yi. When You Yi speaks," Emperor Ming thought for a moment, "he gives off a very polite vibe. Besides, he has a dimple, and you don't. You're You Li! Hong Xiaotian."
He turned to look at Lu Zhenzhi: "Master Jiu, didn't you realize who he is?"
At this time, the maids began to serve the dishes one by one.
The atmosphere in the entire lobby was tense.
Emperor Ming then asked King Hui, "Are you Tong'er's husband?"
King Hui wanted to take a look at Lu Zhenzhi, but he didn't dare to. After all, he was too young, only twenty-five years old.
"Yes, I am her husband."
Emperor Ming still didn't believe it. "Why did you quarrel with Tong'er? Why did you want to return to your motherland to nurse your baby? When do you plan to return? Will you give birth here or in your country of Yan?"
How would Lu Qixuan know?
These are all things that his ninth uncle should consider.
"Hurry up and tell me..." Fu Tong'er pulled Lu Qixuan.
Lu Qixuan said hurriedly: "Yes, I am, but I don't know yet. Tong'er is still angry and doesn't want to go back to China with me. I am still trying to coax her."
Emperor Ming nodded and asked, "Why did your Ninth Uncle come here?"
"He's here..." Lu Qixuan's mind raced, his fair face reflecting the delicate delicacy only a young man possessed. "The Ninth Prince is here to mediate. Tong'er is pregnant with our royal heir, so as the regent, he naturally has to come and mediate."
"So he's here to mediate? Not to propose marriage?" Emperor Ming stood up and said to the seated Lu Zhenzhi, "Are you here to mediate?"
Lu Zhenzhi chuckled, not giving his defeated opponent any face at all.
Fu Tong'er looked at Lu Zhenzhi beside her cautiously and saw that he had one hand on his knee and his body turned towards her.
"Nine, Ninth Uncle," Fu Tong'er called out cautiously.
"Hmm?" Lu Zhenzhi gave all his tenderness to the little girl in front of him.
"Your Majesty is asking you." Fu Tong'er looked at his right palm placed on his knee again, and there were two familiar lightning scars on the back of his hand.
She seemed to have touched these two scars before...
Lu Zhenzhi lowered his eyes to look at her dazed eyes as she stared at her scar, and said calmly, "Over the years, Your Majesty has risen from a prince to the ruler of a country."
He simply disdained to answer the question of his defeated opponent. However, Fu Tong'er reminded him that he had to give a response.
Emperor Ming felt insulted and angry. He said, "Yes, but you, Lu Zhenzhi, are only a prince!"
Lu Zhenzhi laughed dryly. In his laughter, there was contempt, disdain, and ridicule.
How about the prince?
He controls the government and the entire Yan Empire belongs to him!
Emperor Ming was the King Rui of that time, and he was defeated by Lu Zhenzhi!
After hearing this playful laugh again, Emperor Ming took the empress away...
Fu Tong'er just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly, her hand was grabbed by a big hand and squeezed hard. A deep voice came into her ears:
"How am I your Ninth Uncle? Huh?"
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