God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 16

But when he saw Qian Lai yawned, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, this idea was dismissed.

Just an excuse.

In fact, Qian Lai's words are mixed with truth and half falsehood, even if it is based on the past life, Daming still only has Yinghuo as the emperor.

What's more, there is no good end for those who fight against Yinghuo, so they can only follow him.

Someone Chi asked: "Imperial concubine, are you serious?"

The god of the gods Qian Lai nodded heavily: "Really."

Everyone was shocked.

So there really is such a thing as dreaming?
...they're going to start rethinking their lineup.

King Jing suddenly spoke with a half-smile.

"The imperial concubine should be cautious in her words. If the dream of the gods is true, why not do it again and let everyone see the truth. If it is not... then you are playing your majesty and everyone like monkeys."

Qian Lai secretly scolded him a few words in his heart, and sat clearly.

"Would anyone be able to tell the truth about something as big as a god entering a dream? If I say it's true, it's true. How can there be any reason to lie to everyone?"

King Jing snorted softly: "Why not, in case the empress just fell asleep accidentally and wanted to prevaricate everyone with this, who can tell the difference."

"Why can't I tell the difference!" Qian Lai was dissatisfied, "I'm not a pig, I can still sleep with such a big commotion!"

The corners of Yinghuo's lips twitched.

But it is not.

Seeing that Yinghuo didn't make a statement, King Jing became more courageous, "If you have a clear conscience, you'd better prove the truth of this statement. It's about the fate of the country, and you must not be sloppy."

Who knows, Qian Lai tilted her head and suddenly smiled: "Do you really want me to prove it to you?"

As a serious god, it was as easy as pie to prove that he fell into a dream.

King Jing was flustered by her sudden smile.

It's all said for this sake, is it possible that those words are still true?

The ministers in the hall whispered.

"Isn't it true that the imperial concubine is the one chosen by the gods?"

"Could it be that my Great Ming has really become a wise king?"

These voices were originally very small, but in the empty and lonely hall, some words would inevitably reach King Jing's ears.

His face darkened a little.

"If the empress can prove it, then let's start, so as not to spoil such an important blessing, and use other reasons to prevaricate."

There were quite a lot of sensible people present, and the ministers who had originally followed King Jing agreed.

"Yes, Madam, don't treat everyone like monkeys."

"Whether it's true or not, I believe His Majesty will make his own decision, and it's not something that can be done just by talking."

"It's all said and done, why don't you start?"

The spearhead was not easy to come by, a dark color flashed across the bottom of Ying Huo's eyes, and his voice was neither happy nor sad: "Do you think I don't exist?"

It's fine for him to tease, but what kind of fun are these people here for?

The ministers immediately fell to their knees.

"Your Majesty calm down—"

King Jing also knelt down indifferently, and bowed with a smile: "Your Majesty calms down, the minister is also for the sake of Daming, after all... there are some things that cannot be said casually."

"You said I was talking nonsense?"

Qian Lai rolled her eyes, "Wait, you guys want to know if the dream is real or not, right? All right, now, all of you close your eyes."

(End of this chapter)