Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 938
Ying Baoyue's move was just to let the princess not come out to make trouble after being punished, but for some reason she suddenly heard Li Ji beside her breathe a sigh of relief.

Ok?
"I...I'm not..." At this moment, the trembling voice of Princess Changle rang in everyone's ears. Her face was as pale as snow, and she tremblingly looked at Zhao Muren, who had an indistinguishable expression on her face. I thought it looked good so I kept it, Brother Wang, I really didn’t know this thing had such a meaning..."

"Mr. Pingyang?" Ying Baoyue repeated with some doubts.

"It's Princess Changle's cousin before her succession," Li Ji whispered in her ear, "The previous king sealed off her family."

This is really...

Ying Baoyue sighed inwardly.She had met the former king of Eastern Wu, and remembered that he was a kind old man. He might feel owed for taking away his daughter, but he didn't know that he raised a family with a lot of appetite.

"No matter who gave it to you," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and said calmly, "You shouldn't deceive the widow."

Princess Changle muttered, "My cousin came from my mother, I thought..."

"Cousin?" Zhao Muren asked indifferently.

"Yes, it's Lord Pingyang," Princess Changle realized that she was wrong, and knelt down with a pale face, "Mr. Pingyang came from Mrs. Xingyang, and my sister thought it was Mrs. Xingyang who sent it."

"Really?" Zhao Muren's expression couldn't be seen to be happy or angry. He always knew that this younger sister didn't really regard him as an elder brother, and had always been disconnected from the original family. However, since the father asked him to take good care of her before leaving, He just turned a blind eye.

But it doesn't mean that he will pamper her at the court meeting.

Looking at the girl standing in front of the altar, the man raised his eyebrows slightly.

The difference between a princess and a princess is really big...

But if the princesses are like her, he can't stand it.Although his righteous sister is a bit stupid, compared to Ying Hanri...

He suddenly sympathized with Ying Hanri.

"Since it was a mistake," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and raised his chin, "Then give this bracelet to the former Princess of Qin."

Princess Changle trembled and stood up, looking at the girl standing in front of the altar and watching her quietly, her silver teeth were almost gnawed.

But facing Zhao Muren's gaze, she didn't dare to say a word, she gritted her teeth and took off the bracelet from her hand, and put it on the plate brought by the palace servant beside her.

"I also ask the King of Soochow to give me a bottle of strong wine," Ying Baoyue said.

Although he didn't know why, Zhao Muren nodded, "Send it."

Since it is a sacrifice, there is naturally no shortage of wine.

The wine and the bracelet were brought at the same time, and Zhao Muren's mouth twitched suddenly when he saw the girl pouring spirits on the bracelet.

He had seen someone do this on the battlefield back then, and if he remembered correctly, the woman called this behavior "disinfection."

Does she dislike the dirty bracelet worn by Princess Changle?
Zhao Muren didn't know that in Ying Baoyue's heart, the most precious thing in those letters was those silver threads.In her heart, there is no bracelet that can compare to Master's bracelet, and she is actually a little shy to wear the bracelet given by someone who doesn't know who it is to the letter she wrote.

But to act in a hurry, originally it was just a matter of perfunctory to the scripture guards, and besides, the master's bracelet was only given by Ji Mo, so she was relieved thinking of this.

After the bracelet was sterilized, she took it apart.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, watching her hand move back and forth extremely fast, and it didn't take long for a complete manuscript to appear in front of everyone.

"It's exactly the same..."

There were exclamations from all around, Ying Baoyue smiled slightly, and looked back at Zhao Muren.

"Your Majesty the King of Soochow, what I promised has been fulfilled." She picked up the letter with her right hand and shook it, and the keeper at the side shook her head in fright, fearing that she might not be able to hold it steadily.

Zhao Muren looked at the booklet, which was the same as the previous handbook except that it was not worn out, feeling a little complicated.

She really did what she said.

"Now the damage I caused has been recovered," Ying Baoyue looked at the remaining black box, "It has been delayed for so long, can the ceremony continue normally?"

She still wants to continue?
The surrounding scripture slaves and practitioners all widened their eyes in astonishment.

"I just finished reading one book." Ying Baoyue looked at the old man in black, squinting and smiling, "I heard that I can read at least three books."

The old man in black had pulsating veins on his forehead, he had never seen such a bold person.

"Do you think that you can cancel all the previous sins by writing a letter?" He asked coldly.

"At least you can't cut off my hand." Ying Baoyue looked at her right hand and smiled, "If you really cut off my hand, if something happens to your letters, no one will be able to copy them for you."

What a simple and straightforward threat!

The old man in black was angry, but the next moment he looked at Ying Baoyue's left hand with cold eyes, "You can keep your right hand, but it is impossible not to cut off this evil left hand."

"Everyone saw it just now, is there something wrong with your hand?" The old man narrowed his eyes, and there was commotion around him.

Ji Jiashu's expression froze, and Li Ji clenched the giant que in his hand.

He knew better than anyone that there was indeed something wrong with her left hand.

Ying Baoyue just chuckled, and changed the pen she was holding in her right hand to her left.

Seeing her holding a pen, the old man in black was nervous now, and the old man's eyelids twitched, "What do you want to do?"

"You want to cut off my other hand?" Ying Baoyue smiled, and wrote a line of seal characters with his left hand on the altar.

Can she write with her left hand?
The pupils of the old man in black shrank, but when he saw the handwriting clearly, he was shocked.

And just as he finished reading, Ying Baoyue waved his hand, and the gravel shattered, and the line of writing was instantly destroyed.

"See it clearly? Since it's an old man from Efang Palace, Lord Xiahou must have recognized whose handwriting it was just now?" Ying Baoyue looked at the pale-faced old man in black with a smile.

"Master Xiahou must be very clear about the reason why the Dachaohui only displayed three manuscripts?" Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled faintly.

The old man in black stiffly raised his head to look at the girl in front of the altar, as if looking at a devil.

The next moment he reacted suddenly and opened a barrier.

This woman's words must not spread beyond the scripture slaves!

Ying Baoyue didn't care about his actions, and smiled.

"Because the handwriting of the remaining two books is different from the first three books?"

Ying Baoyue's eyes were completely cold.

Of the five manuscripts sent to Soochow, three were written by Emperor Taizu, while the remaining two were written by her master Da Si Ming Lin Shubai.

And her right hand can imitate the handwriting of Emperor Taizu, and her left hand can imitate the handwriting of her master.

This secret is not known to many people in the world.

She wasn't worried that someone would recognize her as the Young Commander.

"Now you know," Ying Baoyue shook her left hand to the old man in black, "My left hand is also very precious, I advise you not to think about it, maybe you will ask for it in the future if there is an accident."

"You..." The old man in black was speechless, but at this moment, the girl in front of him showed another inscrutable smile.

"By the way, since you are the oldest person, you should have heard a rumor, right?"

Ying Baoyue stared into the old man's eyes and spoke softly.

"Taizu's Handbook, and No. 11."

Inside the barrier, the old man's eyes widened slightly with the girl's soft whispers.

……

……

Ji Jiashu and the others outside the barrier didn't know what Ying Baoyue had said to the old man in black, but they could only see the old man in black looking a little bit depressed inside the barrier.

After an unknown amount of time, the barrier was released, and the young man was shocked to find that the old man in black was only respectful towards Ying Baoyue.

"The ceremony continues."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, the old man in black announced the continuation of the ceremony as if nothing had happened before.

In the next moment, regardless of the astonishment of the surrounding disciples, he took the initiative to open the remaining two black boxes, and reached out to flip through them.

With his hands behind his back, Ying Baoyue calmly finished reading the remaining two books and bowed to the altar.

"I've finished reading, Jiashu, since you've come up, you don't need to go down, it's your turn to worship."

"okay."

Ji Jiashu nodded as if in a dream.

Li Ji took Ying Xun away, and Ying Baoyue followed them down the altar. Everyone seemed to be dreaming, and it was hard to believe that the ceremony went on like this normally.

But it did continue so smoothly, and another accident happened.

It was the first manuscript that the people who came to the stage read was replaced by the one written by Ying Baoyue.

The next few practitioners who came to the stage were all dizzy as if they were stepping on cotton.

The old man in black put the letter written by Ying Baoyue in the broken black box, his face was solemn and solemn, as if nothing happened, and no one dared to speak again.

After the first ten people read the list, ten people and ten people came to the stage to worship together. The ceremony went smoothly, and soon all the practitioners in the six countries finished their worship.

The scripture slaves breathed a sigh of relief, and were about to close the black box, when suddenly a roar came from behind the satisfied practitioners.

"Wait! We Xirong people haven't watched it yet!"

　Jia Shu: Who am I?where am I?How did things get resolved?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)