After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 70 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (70)

Even if some people are dissatisfied and resentful, there is no way, there is Cen Yao behind Ding Bao to support her, now Cen Yao holds the country tightly in his hands, everyone knows his nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and he must please Ding Bao.

Before the Lantern Festival banquet started, Ding Yun'er and Mrs. Zhou rushed to the mansion in a hurry.

When the real granddaughter came back, the old ancestor who had always had a gloomy face could be regarded as laughing out loud. Ding Bao looked at the happy scene of the pair of grandparents and grandchildren, and silently complained to Bazahei in his mind.

"What do you think the old lady looks like when she smiles?"

Bazahei thought for a while.

"Like a bun with 38 pleats, stuffed with bacon."

It was the first time that Ding Bao felt that Bazahei's words sounded good, he smiled contentedly, and squinted his beautiful eyes to see the harmony in the audience.

They are a real family, and Ding Bao is like a god in a cage, out of place.

The original owner is a character who chases fame and fortune, how could he let his limelight be snatched away by others.

Everyone only heard a light cough coming from above the leader. In the next second, the Jin Yiwei on both sides seemed to have touched some switch, and quickly drew their swords forward, looking cautiously at Ding Bao who was high above him.

In an instant, the front hall full of laughter and laughter became completely silent, and Ding Bao's newborn nephew was so frightened that he burst into tears, making the scene even more tense.

Everyone turned their attention to Ding Bao.

The old ancestor had a sullen face, his skinny hands tightly grasping the dragon head crutch in front of him, his old face full of wrinkles was livid.

"What is the empress going to do again? Why don't we have a good festival?"

The yin and yang are strange, and the tone is full of unfamiliarity and dissatisfaction.

Ding Yun'er was sitting next to the old ancestor, with her eyes downcast obediently, her slapped big, pointed and thin face looked infinitely weak and pitiful, the old ancestor held his granddaughter's hand distressedly and kept rubbing it, then raised his head to look at the granddaughter Ding Bao, only loathing and disappointment remained in his eyes.

Ding Bao continued calmly.

"The Western Regions attracted a batch of fireworks, and while Lihe is busy, everyone go to the Lihe Terrace to watch the fireworks?"

Concubine Zhuang said so, how dare those present dare not answer.

After the dinner, the entire Ding family mobilized, and dozens of magnificent sedan chairs were carried to Lihe.

Lihe, stretching for thousands of years, is the most gorgeous scenery in Zhongdu City. Whenever the Dragon Boat Festival and Lantern Festival are celebrated, Lihe is very lively. Dragon boat races, duck catching on the Dragon Boat Festival, lanterns on the Lantern Festival, and painting boats, the huge Lihe River Carrying the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the people of Zhongdu for thousands of years, on every big day, the people of the whole city flock to set up stalls around the terrace built by the river.Condescending, the Li River passing through the city is like a scale-colored ribbon, surrounded by lights, as if endless stars have fallen into the world. In the middle of winter night, it is still bright like brocade, bright all night.

Ding Bao loves the prosperity of this world the most, sitting on a high place, with the brocade under his body like jade, he is obviously in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by thousands of people, but the woman's eyes still don't show much joy.

"I detect that you are depressed."

Bazahei's voice sounded.

Ding Bao was already used to the intracranial voices that rang in his ears from time to time, he propped his head with jade hands, and spoke casually.

"People are lively, but it's not me."

"You are afraid of heights, why do you still sit at such a high place?"

Ding Bao narrowed his eyes, trying not to look down.

"I just love to step on other people's heads, otherwise if I'm still standing alone, I won't be able to see anything."

(End of this chapter)