After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Of course, there was no need for Lin Youan to explain anything. Mr. Chu had already started showing off his superb dancing skills, uh, martial arts, with his mouth and hands.

Don’t you think this is like sending a pillow when you feel sleepy? Princess Tuya is such a good person!

Emperor Yanping and Chu Chi had clearly forbidden it, but she brought it up enthusiastically, and then diligently put the dishes into Dai's bowl.

Hahaha!

This guy was so happy that he seemed to have seen the group of cute golden babies rolling into her little tiger bag on their own initiative.

Wow, I feel dizzy with happiness!

Princess Tuya was also hit on the forehead by the opponent, and was knocked unconscious. Before she could react, she was carried back and forth for 18 circles, experiencing how free she was like the wind.

After all the envoys from Dasheng went crazy, the envoys from Dayuan followed suit as expected. The group of bad princes from Daqi were still not human, and they enthusiastically chased and blocked the envoys from Dayuan off the court, and then forced themselves to establish all kinds of non-existent relationships with them.

Finally, at the critical moment when Princess Tuya was beaten unconscious and her life was in danger, the Yuan envoy also shouted loudly to admit defeat.

Well, so this competition among nations came to a perfect end in this atmosphere where you are unhappy and I am unhappy, but I am extremely happy.

The beginning is not important, the process is not important either, what is important is the result! It is the perfect result of putting all the prizes into the treasury of Da Qi!

After all, in the remaining men's martial arts competition, with Shen Mufeng, known as the God of Death, in charge, it would make no sense for Da Qi not to win, right?

Wahahahahaha!

The emperor and his ministers of the Great Qi were so happy that their intestines were almost tied into knots, especially the Minister of Revenue, Lord Mo.

Now when I mention the silly yet particularly good fighter Princess Rongchang, I no longer shake my head and sigh, but instead I open my mouth and praise how heroic my Seventh Princess is...

What is a good princess?

For Minister Mo, who has spent his whole life calculating and calculating the national finances, a princess who can earn back almost two years' worth of tax revenue for Da Qi is the best princess in the world.

From now on, if anyone dares to say anything bad about Princess Rongchang, he will bite them!

Chu Daidai, who was either praised or cursed by everyone, was now squatting at his father's feet and being scolded.

"You naughty kid, how come you don't learn your lesson? What did I tell you before?"

"Ten thousand taels per game!"

Dai Xiaoqi answered the questions and held up three fingers to emphasize again.

"gold!"

"I know!"

The emperor was tired and clenched the rosary in his hand, which was clicking rapidly.

"We're not talking about money now. We're talking about how you could hit them in public? Xiao Qi, didn't you promise father that you would never hit anyone?"

The child, feeling guilty, retracted his paw.

"Well, you can't blame me. She was the one who wanted to fight me, right? I asked her twice, you can't blame me..."

Chu Daidai was a little annoyed that he had made the mistake of not asking the important question three times in his excitement. Sure enough, what our ancestors taught us was right. We must ask the important questions three times! Look, isn't this a problem now? Oh well.

"Next time I will remember and ask three times before taking any action. I will definitely not make the same mistake again!"

Looking at his daughter's silly and serious face, it seemed that she had really made such a serious mistake in her heart. The emperor could only sigh twice and then continue to teach patiently.

"Xiao Qi, that's not what father meant. You said..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Dai suddenly thought of a possibility. He raised his head abruptly, squinted his eyes, and hummed with his nose and eyes.

"You don't want to default on my debt, do you?

I tell you don’t even think about it, there’s no way!

No, there are no windows either!

Give me my gold quickly, or I will make a scene, hehehehe! "

"…I am your biological father and an emperor. How can I embezzle your reward money?"

"That's not necessarily true. As the old saying goes, it's better to have something yourself than to have it from your parents. Give me the gold quickly, or I won't be able to sleep!"

"Dasheng hasn't sent the losing prizes over yet, can't you just wait a while?"

"No! You have to give it to me now, or I'll make a scene!"

"........."

No matter how he tried to reason with the greedy kid, the emperor could not make sense. In the end, he could only wave his hands in exhaustion and asked Wei, the chief steward, to take his silly daughter to the Ministry of Revenue with a handwritten order.

Let the Minister of Revenue worry about it!

After Dai Xiaoqi happily jumped away, the emperor withdrew his gaze and his smile.

He raised his hand and knocked on the table three times, and the shadow guard leader suddenly jumped out from some corner.

"how?"

Ying paused for a moment, looked up at the king's face whose emotion could not be guessed, he sighed inwardly, and reported truthfully.

"Just as His Majesty expected."

With a bang, the fine jade lion paperweight next to the emperor was smashed to the ground and shattered.

"You really dare?

Damn it! "

The furious Emperor Yanping did not show any of his sadness or anger on his face. His eyes were filled with the coldness and ruthlessness of a king.

"Go tell Shen Mufeng that if he can make contributions, I will fulfill his wish in the future. If not, then he should go back to the Zhennan Marquis's Mansion and live a peaceful life as the Zhennan Marquis!"

"Yes, I will retire."

Ying turned around and hid his whereabouts. No palace servant outside the door would dare to break in without being summoned by the master.

When the emperor was the only one left in the study, this man who had been tough and strong all his life finally lowered his head slowly.

The hand, which had been covered with traces of time, groped towards the secret room on the far right. With a light press of the fingers, he took out the familiar sandalwood box from it.

There was no lock on the box, and when the lid was opened, a lot of odds and ends could be seen inside. He gently lifted the eye-catching shroud aside and fished out a small piece of ugly ink residue from the bottom.

The emperor quietly threw it into the teacup beside him, watching the tiny bit of black sinking little by little. He closed his eyes and raised his hand to cover the cup, no longer watching how the residual ink would sink, nor wondering whether the originally clear water in the teacup was guilty.

Sometimes, some things should be given up when the time comes. Otherwise, they will be like the residual ink, dyeing the originally clear water into a shameful black.

A flash of light flashed across the emperor's closed eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was the extremely powerful and indestructible emperor again.

Humph, you, a mere defeated general, dare to try to take advantage of my old age and weakness?

He pushed the teacup away and raised the corner of his mouth coldly.

Outside the window, the sun is setting.