Quickly wear the host, she is willing to help others

Chapter 232 The Unlucky Little Fairy (30)

"What kind of Imperial Master? In my opinion, he is just a sorcerer who is not good enough in cultivation and is just a swindler. But Beichen has a kind heart, so I thought of him for his merits in worshiping God." The Ninth Princess touched her bulging belly. He pushed the beaded flowers on his temples and said, "Tell the imperial kitchen to make the Sishen soup and bring it over later. Okay, you can go down."

Xia Xuan asked: "Why don't you go and take a look, my lady?"

"I believe Beichen is not this kind of person."

The Ninth Princess was not worried at all. Tang Huatai had left the harem empty for nearly five years for her, just to wait for her, to wait for someone who didn't know if or when he would come back.

Just say a few words to any maid. She believed it and questioned Tang Huatai, which really chilled his heart.

Changyan has met Tang Huatai through Fang Zhen. During her busy time, Tang Huatai, the emperor, was more calm.

It is impossible to simply salute or kneel down.

Tang Huatai stepped back and said, "I've heard the girl's name for a long time. Sure enough, it's better to see her than to hear her a hundred times."

Changyan took off the mask and revealed his beautiful face: "Listen to Ziyi, you want to see me."

Her tone was not respectful, and for an emperor, it could be considered disrespectful.

Tang Huatai would not care about this with her at this time. His face was kind and his tone was gentle: "I have a few questions to ask the girl. Dare you ask her her name?"

"My surname is Jiang." Zhang Yan said concisely, but did not directly mention Jiang Liang's name. Instead, he turned his eyes and entered the key topic, "I hate those two people in the immortal world. I hate them to the core. Your Majesty is a dragon and a phoenix. He is both civil and military, and he is willing to be inferior to others." Do you want to get off?"

Fang Zhen was shocked: "Master..."

Changyan stretched out his hand to tell him to shut up: "You have no role here. I didn't save you so that you could refute me."

His watery eyes suddenly became turbulent, and he stared at Tang Huatai with a long face: "Your Majesty, do you want to cooperate? I want you to help me pull them down from the altar. After that, everyone will depend on their own abilities."

Changyan couldn't see Tang Huatai's expression clearly. His complex emotions were hidden in his deep eyes, and they only turned into a shallow sentence: "I love Xiaojiu deeply."

Changyan understood that he wanted to leave a good reputation for doing bad things, which is commonly known as - standing and standing, so he sneered: "It is really a love story that has been passed down through the ages. But I'm afraid your majesty doesn't know that there is a god." A pen can change your life and make you do things that are contrary to what you originally wanted to do. So what if His Majesty loves the Ninth Princess so much, can the love between children stop you? If it can stop it, why does Your Majesty need to see me. I I don’t want to play Tai Chi with His Majesty, but put it first, I want the lives of that couple of bitches, you help me pull them down from the throne, I support you to sit in that position, become the master of the four realms, and become the true supreme. An emperor who sticks to his word. After everything is done, what their outcome will be depends on my ability."

"Your Majesty, what are your thoughts?"

Changyan didn't give him a chance to avoid this question, it was a joke, it was ridiculous to have to do this and still hesitate a few times to show his affection. He didn't give him this chance just so that Tang Huatai could be merciless. Use her.

For example, some people have to die in order to appease him, but his identity cannot do such a thing, so just kill someone with a borrowed knife, and in the end, he can be able to pick himself out perfectly. If he cries again, people who can't see clearly will feel sorry for him, but who can see clearly will dare to say it? It’s not that we have to get back together, be sad for it, and praise it.

Fang Zhen acted as an invisible person next to him, standing neatly and not participating in the conversation.

Tang Huatai pondered for a long time: "Not long after the ceremony, there was a loud and earth-shattering sound..."

"What I did, I planned for nearly ten thousand years, and finally waited until today." Changyan held his head, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and a smile of successful revenge hung on the corner of his mouth. "Shouldn't your Majesty thank me? Your Majesty knows what this means. What?"

Changyan pinched his white and red fingers and said with lingering meaning: "The fourth heaven is broken. From now on, there will be no more days in the sky and no more years in the world. They can't directly know what you have done through magic weapons."

"There are no more eyes staring behind me. It's so good..."

Tang Huatai's eyes shrank. He knew the former from Fang Zhen, and he only found out about the latter. Before he was reborn, he spent half his life planning, only to realize that everything he did could not escape the records of a few magic weapons. It was easy to know what he had done and what he had said. what is this?
Like a lump in the throat, like a awn on the back.

It turns out that they all knew, so they treated him like a monkey and used him...

After a long while, Tang Huatai asked: "Is this true?"

I originally thought that Fang Zhen, the master, should have some way to avoid it.

"Of course it's true."

"Cooperation."

"Okay." Chang Yan was not surprised by the result at all. She took out an ordinary milky white bead from her sleeve. The bead was moist and had an indiscernible texture. Chang Yan threw it away without much respect. Throw the bead to Tang Huatai.

"Your Majesty, carry it with you. Whenever someone peeks at you through spells or magic weapons, it will generate heat."

"Thank you Miss Jiang."

This was exactly what he needed. Tang Huatai planned to let a skilled craftsman set the beads into the wrench.

Changyan's eyes turned lightly and he frankly stated his needs: "This couple of bitches sit high in the Lingyun Palace, but they do selfish things and don't do anything serious. I want Your Majesty to find a way to let mortals everywhere smash the altar. , tore down the idols.”

"First, if they don't have offerings, they won't be able to improve their cultivation to the next level. Second, you can ascend to this position. Third, they can't go down to the lower realm. Whenever they use magic power in the lower realm, they will hurt themselves. , we can only go back to the fairy world to repair it.”

"However, since it is cooperation, I might as well tell your majesty that throughout the ages, emperors have not been allowed to cultivate immortality. This was decided by that person. Jiang will find a way to allow your majesty to cultivate immortality."

Tang Huatai: "Miss Jiang, you know, they are my in-laws after all. It's a lot of inconvenience for me to do this, and I don't want to alert the snake too early, so I can only figure it out slowly."

"I've been waiting for tens of thousands of years, do I still have several decades to spare, Your Majesty?" Changyan's frivolous and careless look stung Tang Huatai, but Tang Huatai's expression did not change.

"Now that the cooperation has been agreed upon, if His Majesty has any needs in the future, tell him. If you need to meet, tell him too."

Changyan pointed her fingers at Fang Zhen, who was facing the transparent person. Her attitude seemed casual and a bit perfunctory, as if she didn't believe how much Tang Huatai could help her. He looked at the sky and said, "I'm very busy. Now that we've agreed, we'll leave."

Tang Huatai suppressed his dissatisfaction and told Fang Zhen: "Ai Qing, please send Miss Jiang quickly."

Fang Zhen hesitated to speak, and could only say: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Changyan turned around and put on the mask. Even with the mask on, his movements seemed casual and there were not many rules.

After sending Chang Yan to the sedan chair, Fang Zhen returned to the imperial study room after giving instructions.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Fang Zhen knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

The unhappiness in Tang Huatai's heart dissipated a little, and he stood up and quickly came over to help Fang Zhen up.