Chapter 187 Little Princess, Please Stay Away from Poisonous Flower

After hearing Jiujiu's thoughts, Emperor Zhaoning shook his head in dissatisfaction, walked down the platform and looked at Du Huahua.

He thought that after all, he was the current head of the Xichu Feng royal family and had an inseparable relationship with his ancestors.

Duhuahua once served the ancestors with its master.

Now, shouldn't Du Huahua at least open her eyes and look at him considering that he is the descendant of her ancestor?

Unexpectedly, he stood in front of Du Huahua for a long time and tentatively poked Du Huahua with his hand, trying to wake her up, but Du Huahua did not respond at all.

To Duhuahua, he was like an insignificant stranger.

Du Huahua didn't want to pay attention to him.

The ministers nearby also stared with wide eyes, wanting to see the scene of Du Huahua waking up. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.

"The Emperor has personally gone to call her, but Du Huahua still hasn't woken up."

"It seems that we can't wake up Du Huahua."

"well……"

Everyone sighed.

Wu Zhaoli, holding the small iron cage, looked at Wu Sunjin proudly, as if to say, they can't wake up Du Huahua, so don't worry, sir.

Wusun Jin was naturally relieved.

He sneered, drank his wine leisurely, and waited for the Western Chu people to admit defeat.

Emperor Zhaoning asked his ministers: "My dear ministers, think carefully, what did the Saint leave behind when she passed away?"

“Perhaps the things left by the Saint can awaken Poison Flower.”

After these words were spoken, everyone, young and experienced, began to think carefully about them.

But after thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of anything.

Not many people knew about what happened back then, and now that several generations of emperors have passed, even fewer people know what happened after the saint passed away.

The Queen Mother suddenly said, "I once heard the late Emperor say that when the Saint passed away, she left a trace of her consciousness between heaven and earth, saying that one day, when Xi Chu needs her, her consciousness will attach itself to the destined person."

"Get a little help from her."

Emperor Zhaoning was deeply moved by what he heard. He commented: "The Saint Lady is righteous. Even if she dies, she still wants to do the last thing for Western Chu."

"We, the younger generation, should learn from her spirit of dedication."

"Yes." The Queen Mother and her ministers all agreed.

Emperor Zhaoning asked again: "Then mother, when the Saint passed away, did you tell anyone who her spirit would attach itself to?"

This may be the key to awakening Du Huahua.

The Queen Mother shook her head: "No."

Emperor Zhaoning felt a little disappointed.

A minister asked again: "Empress Dowager, did the Saint tell you whether she would be reincarnated as a human after her death? And what kind of person would she be reincarnated as?"

"If we can find her reincarnation, we will definitely be able to awaken Poison Flower."

Speaking of this, the Queen Mother sighed deeply and her voice became a little choked.

"The Saint remained unmarried for the sake of Xi Chu and dedicated her entire life to Xi Chu."

"Even her ability to control wild beasts to fight, everyone thought she was born into a mysterious family and naturally knew this. In fact, she obtained it by sacrificing her three souls and seven spirits after death."

"It is against the will of heaven."

"She said that after her death, her soul would be annihilated and she would not be able to be reincarnated as a human being."

"The only thing she left in the world was the wisp of spiritual consciousness that was condensed from all her energy."

Emperor Zhaoning had never heard anyone talk about the Holy Maiden Jiao Yan before. All he knew was what he learned from books, which was incomplete and not necessarily true.

This was the first time he had heard someone actually say it.

It is bound to be shocking.

Shocked by the greatness of the Saint.

I also feel sad about the hardships faced when Western Chu was founded.

If building a country is easy, why would a saint, a woman, pay such a huge price?

The ministers were also filled with sighs.

After hearing the Queen Mother's words, Wusun Jin snorted coldly.

What has not been reincarnated?

Their great master had already figured out who the reincarnation of the Holy Maiden Jiao Yan was. It was Wu Zhaoli.

In this world, there is the concept of reincarnation.

The people of Western Chu are lying.

But in fact, the Queen Mother did not lie, she told the truth.

As for the great national master mentioned by Wusun Jin, whether what he calculated is true or not remains to be considered.

The prince said: "It seems that the Saint did not leave anything that can help us wake up Poison Flower immediately."

The Queen Mother wiped away the tears that had fallen from her eyes and nodded in agreement, "That's right."

"Her last trace of consciousness was too ethereal, who knows where it went."

"Then it will be difficult to awaken Poison Flower."

“It’s difficult.”

All the ministers didn't know what to do.

Emperor Zhaoning refused to give up. He was still thinking of ways, and his ministers were also thinking of ways.

No one noticed that Jiujiu, holding a chicken claw, ran to the small iron cage held by Wu Zhaoli.

While gnawing on the chicken feet, Jiujiu stretched out his little hand and poked the white and soft Duhuahua through the iron cage.

Duhuahua's little feet moved.

But because it was its feet that moved, and its feet were hidden under its body, no one saw it move.

However, Wu Zhaoli, who was holding the poisonous flower, was very unhappy when she saw Jiujiu.

At this moment, Jiujiu's behavior of poking at Huahua gave her the opportunity to talk about Jiujiu.

But she was still very restrained, and did not speak in her previous tone. Instead, she spoke in the tone that Wusun Jin had sent people to teach her recently.

She raised her chin, looking a little arrogant, a little indifferent, and a little restrained, no longer as willful as before.

She said, "Little princess, please stay away from Poison Flower."

"Be careful it doesn't hurt you."

Jiujiu looked at Wu Zhaoli and felt that she was somewhat familiar.

But Wu Zhaoli was dressed like a Mobei woman, and her posture and tone of voice were also very similar to those of the rough Mobei people.

Not anyone she was familiar with.

She must be having an illusion!

Jiujiu swallowed the meat in his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's asleep, how can it hurt me?"

"You don't have to scare Jiujiu."

"Jiujiu is not someone who can be frightened."

"you……"

Jiujiu’s words left Wu Zhaoli speechless.

Jiujiu looked at Wu Zhaoli and snorted coldly, "You, the maid, should not affect this princess's viewing of Du Huahua."

"I'm not a maid." Wu Zhaoli felt a little aggrieved. She muttered, "I, I'm the Saint of Mobei."

Although the imperial edict of enthronement has not yet reached her.

But Wusun Jin said that the emperor of Mobei had agreed and was preparing for the enthronement ceremony, waiting for her to return to Mobei for the enthronement.

"The Saint of Mobei?" Jiujiu was confused: "Why don't I know there is a Saint of Mobei?"

"The Emperor of Mobei has not announced it to the world!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Be careful of being convicted."

Wu Zhaoli: “…”

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore." Jiujiu was a little irritated. She took another bite of the chicken feet and said while chewing: "Jiujiu needs to concentrate on watching Du Huahua."

"Huahua, can I call you Huahua?"

"If possible, can you open your eyes and look at me? Okay?"

“Hahaha.” Wu Zhaoli sneered, “Don’t joke, it won’t open its eyes just because of what you said.”

Jiujiu asked: "What if?"