Chapter 85 The Fifth Nephew and Jing Qiaoqiao Work Together Perfectly



The old lady was helped up by her son and daughter-in-law.

She sighed.

His face looked gloomy.

"What can we do? He's the emperor. He wants to take your little aunt and place her on the altar to announce it to the world. Can we really refuse?"

[Alas, this isn't the first time I've been worshipped by the old emperor.]

[Perhaps the scene of me being worshipped will become a famous one in the future.]

[Besides, I'm naked on the roof of Linzhou, being seen by black-clad assassins from all over the world. Why should I be afraid of being put on the altar and worshipped?]

The old lady listened to Jing Qiaoqiao's thoughts, and turned to Jing Shenghan thoughtfully: "Shenghan, don't worry, your aunt won't mind."

Jing Shenghan just gave up.

The day before the festival.

Minister of Rites Cheng Tiancheng brought the imperial decree to the general's residence and brought Jing Qiaoqiao into the palace.

The Dongning Courtyard opened by Jing Shengcheng brought many benefits to Cheng Tiancheng.

For this reason, Jing Shengcheng handed Jing Qiaoqiao over to Cheng Tiancheng and asked him to take good care of her. The other party replied with a smile.

"Master Jing, who do you think I am? I remember everything about Dongning Courtyard."

"Thank you very much."

Cheng Tian took over Jing Qiaoqiao and said politely, "I still have to go to the palace to report to His Majesty, so I won't stay any longer."

"Master Cheng, take care."

Jing Qiaoqiao lay in the arms of the Minister of Rites and took a carriage into the palace.

When meeting the old emperor, the old emperor asked Cheng Tiancheng: "Did the people in the general's mansion say anything?"

Cheng Tiancheng pretended to be deaf and dumb: "I didn't say anything."

"Last time when I came back from Linzhou, I left Xiao Qiaoqiao in the palace for one night. They were not happy about it the next morning."

[Who wants to be placed on the altar? It doesn't matter if you're the old emperor. Whoever wants to go can go.]

As an old emperor, it's shameful to speak ill of others behind their backs every day.

"Your Majesty, will the year-end festival be dedicated to the pretty little princess..."

"Are you worried that this action will be ridiculed?" the old emperor asked.

Cheng Tiancheng nodded.

"Don't you know what Princess Pretty is capable of?"

The old emperor deliberately lowered his voice, "Before we went to Linzhou, you had doubts, that's fine. But if it weren't for the miraculous medicine given by the pretty little princess, do you think the plague could be controlled?"

Always bow your head.

"Not only has the Linzhou plague been brought under control, but the secret guards from all nations have been turned away by the pretty little princess."

The old emperor walked around with his hands behind his back.

His gaze stopped at Jing Qiaoqiao's little face.

"Our pretty little princess is no ordinary person. During this year-end festival, we should bring her out and let the princes and ministers worship her. Perhaps she will be able to protect the Mingyao Kingdom."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Cheng Tiancheng and said, "Alright, you can hold the little princess in your arms and practice for today. Don't make any mistakes during tomorrow's festival."

"yes."

At the ceremony.

Jing Qiaoqiao was wearing a red double-breasted long dress embroidered with a circular pattern and trimmed with gold lace, and a red cloak.

She wore a cap of the same color, revealing her small face, which was the size of a palm.

The pink carved jade bracelet is small and cute.

There is a small altar next to the bronze cauldron.

Jing Qiaoqiao sat on it, staring at the person standing in front of her.

So many people.

The closest one was the old emperor, followed by the princes, and then the civil and military ministers.

Fifth nephew Jing Shenghua stood not far away.

Maybe because he was the commander of the imperial guards, he had to protect the old emperor's safety at all times, so he was always guarding by his side.

But his eyes were always on her, and Jing Qiaoqiao turned around and saw him.

[Does my nephew know that he is truly charming?]

[Among the imperial guards, he was the first to notice him.]

【It can be seen that there are many other people. 】

[Hahahaha, no matter how handsome he is, he is still my nephew. I can touch him anytime.]

When Jing Qiaoqiao looked over again, she found that her fifth nephew's face was visibly red.

Her heart skipped a beat.

There were no female relatives at the ceremony, why is my fifth nephew blushing?

Whoosh.

The cold wind whistled in my ears.

Jing Qiaoqiao felt very cold and quickly put her chubby hands into the wide sleeves.

She tucked her chubby feet into the hem of her skirt.

Now I am not afraid of the wind.

Festivals are not fun.

Everyone put all the incense sticks into the bronze cauldron next to them.

The smoke was blown up by the wind.

Jing Qiaoqiao felt that her eyes were hurt by the smoke.

She called the Fulu system and asked it to move the smoke to the side.

So the emperor, who was standing closest, watched as all the smoke moved.

Xiang...moved directly?

He was startled and looked at Jing Qiaoqiao with a look of surprise and a hint of fear.

What is the little fairy going to do?

Did he do something wrong?

Or maybe the little god didn't like participating in the ceremony, so he got angry and showed his power.

Jing Shenghua, the fifth nephew who was watching closely from the side, tightened his grip on the sword after noticing something was wrong.

He walked quickly to the front of the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, perhaps the fragrance reached the pretty little princess's eyes, which is why it cast a spell."

"The smoke has affected the little immortal's eyes?" The old emperor narrowed his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Is that so?"

The fifth nephew nodded.

"But how do you know what the pretty little princess is thinking?" the old emperor thought to himself.

He didn't even know what the little fairy was thinking.

Why does Jing Shenghua know?

A little angry.

Jing Shenghua bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, I am the nephew of Princess Qiaoqiao, and we are very close."

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