Queen's Purpose

Chapter 89 Counting the Merry Characters, Look at the Present!

Xia Fanyin said with a grin: "But Father, after a while the dragon aura remaining on the calligraphy and painting evaporates into the air, the characters will turn black again. So you put away the calligraphy and painting, if you still want to see it turn golden , just take another breath."

"Okay, I got it!"

After Jingdi finished speaking, he wanted to ask her what these words meant.

But at this moment, the prince looked at Emperor Jing's happy face, but couldn't help but said: "Xiao Qi, you said that it must be the spirit of a real dragon to turn the black characters into gold, so if Bengong or someone else If you blow on it, won't it change color?"

The queen's heart hangs slightly, why is this son so ignorant?

Even if Xia Fanyin's stinking girl was just talking nonsense, but at this time the emperor is happy, no one should come out to make trouble.

Sure enough, Emperor Jing's face sank directly.

Xia Fanyin frowned, pretending to be surprised, "Brother Prince, could it be...do you also want to test whether you have the spirit of a real dragon?"

The prince frowned, and subconsciously argued, "I'm not talking about myself, but everyone present!"

Xia Fanyin became more and more surprised, and looked around, "Aside from brother Prince, is there anyone else who wants to test whether they have the spirit of a real dragon?"

Everyone, "..."

With that being said, who would dare to try?

Regardless of whether there is any change in color in the end, this crime alone is enough to search the house, okay?
The prince wanted to say more, but Emperor Jing yelled angrily, "You bastard, Xiao Qi kindly wishes to celebrate my birthday, even if she is talking nonsense, but at least what she let me see is true at this moment, you come out What's the mess?"

Xia Fanyin's eyes changed.

She didn't know how true or false Jingdi's reprimand to the prince was, maybe it was to make up for the guilt of not pursuing the assassin in the imperial garden just now, or maybe it was something else, but she knew very well that it was not a lie that Jingdi loved his daughter.

It's just that the emperor's life is not only family affection, there are many other things. The empress is Emperor Jing's favorite woman, and the prince is born of the empress, so he will not break this balance unless it is absolutely necessary.

She closed her eyes, and heard another gentle voice say: "Father, you know that the prince's elder brother has always been a straightforward person, and he must not understand the reason for this, so ask Seventh Sister, there is no malice. Today is your Don’t get angry over such a trivial matter.”

Emperor Jing glanced at her, and after pondering for a moment, "For the sake of Qingxue's pleading, I won't argue with you today. Don't sit back yet!"

"Yes, thank you, Father."

A trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the prince, and he sat back in his seat unwillingly.

Emperor Jing continued to ask, "Xiao Qi, what did you write on it?"

Xia Fanyin pondered for a moment, then read the words of Grandpa Mao with great emotion, "The country is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes to bow down. I regret Qin Huang Han Wu, a little less literary talent, Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little less coquettish. A generation of proud Genghis Khan, only Knowing how to bend a bow and shoot a big eagle. It’s all over, counting the romantic people, let’s look at the present.”

A gleam suddenly appeared in Emperor Jing's eyes.

He has never heard of Qin Huang Han Wu and Tang Zong Song Zu in her words, including Genghis Khan, and he doesn't know who they are, but he understands this word-all the past, counting the romantic figures, and looking at the present!

Beidi's country was brought down by him himself, and he is the founding king of the country!
The number of romantic figures, but also look at the present!

Everyone's eyes on Xia Fanyin changed again and again, no matter how strong the jealousy was, all the jealousy came from admiration.

Quan Qingjiu lowered his eyelids, and a dark light flashed quickly in the thick ink-colored pupils, which disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)