From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

Bai Yanli, who was leaning back in his seat and drinking casually, also glanced at Zhou Ziyue indifferently.

He glanced at Emperor Zhou in the crowd with his peripheral vision, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"What do you mean, Master Zhou?" Zhou Zhuoqi asked with a look of ignorance. "Our country is peaceful and stable now, the country is rich and the people are well-off. People don't have to work hard for a living. Isn't it natural to have more fun and interest in daily life? Love is a common emotion between men and women, so why can't we be intoxicated by it?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Ziyue sneered. He put down the wine glass in his hand, swayed and walked onto the stage, saying seriously, "King of Wei, the country is indeed prosperous and the people are safe. It is normal for the people to have some fun, but you are different. You are the King of Wei, the prince! No matter what time, you should know that the current stability is because someone is turning the tide behind the scenes, using courage and ability to calm all the turmoil in the dark!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Emperor Zhou's heart suddenly moved!

Didn't these words hit the nail on the head?

He didn't expect that among the younger generation, there would be people with such clear-headed views.

Zhou Ziyue noticed the slight change in Emperor Zhou's eyes from the corner of his eye. He continued, "King Wei, while you are now immersed in your love affair, do you know who is secretly working hard to balance the forces of all parties and do his best to preserve this hard-earned peaceful time?"

"It's Your Majesty!"

Everyone:...

The noble sons and daughters were all silent, and they felt goose bumps all over their bodies when they heard this.

The sudden change in style made everyone feel very strange.

Doesn’t this look like the style of Prince Zhou?

What stimulated him?

Emperor Zhou, who was sitting below, listened very seriously. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on Zhou Ziyue on the stage.

He narrowed his eyes.

It took him a while to recognize that the person in front of him was Zhou Ziyue.

He didn't have much contact with Zhou Ziyue on weekdays, but he didn't expect that this child had quite a lot of ideas and vision.

"Alas, it's a pity that I am not talented enough." Zhou Ziyue sighed, "I am not capable of accompanying you."

His eyes darkened. "I have no power or influence, and cannot help His Majesty with any of the worries. It's my incompetence."

"But King Wei, as a prince, you are still immersed in love affairs. How can this be disgraceful? Are you worthy of your title of prince and the favor of the emperor?" After saying this, he staggered a few times and almost fell off the platform.

Everyone then realized that he seemed to be drunk.

Liu An hurriedly supported him from behind and pulled him off the stage: "King Wei, my master is drunk and talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart."

What a good way to show loyalty by being drunk!

Bai Yanli curled the corners of his lips coldly.

Everyone thought that his action was to disrupt the King of Wei's banquet, but the Emperor of Zhou did not think so.

He was deeply touched.

He stared at Zhou Ziyue intently.

From his words, Emperor Zhou felt his deep loyalty to the emperor and his patriotism, and even saw some of his helplessness in having no way to serve his country.

"how old is he?"

"My Lord, twenty-three."

"Hasn't inherited the title yet?"

Li Bo, who was in disguise beside Emperor Zhou, frowned and looked up at Zhou Ziyue when he heard this and replied, "No."

Emperor Zhou thought, if that’s the case, the old marquis has always been in charge of the Yongning Marquisate.

It turned out to be the case.

Although it is not known whether Zhou Ziyue, the eldest son of Yongning Marquisate, was involved in the affairs of the Crown Prince.

But he did like this kid.

Li Bo silently looked at Emperor Zhou's expression, then looked up at Zhou Ziyue with a deeply frowned brow.

Tang Wanru was sitting below, and silently glanced at Emperor Zhou in the crowd, then glanced at Zhou Ziyue.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

Zhou Ziyue is truly a performing genius.

In his previous life, he won the favor of Emperor Zhou with this hearty performance at the birthday banquet of King Wei. Although this favor did not allow him to escape from the Yongning Marquis's mansion, it was an important factor in his being recalled by Emperor Zhou eight years later.

His performance.

The Zhou Emperor was impressed by him as being loyal, patriotic, rational, profound and reliable.

This impression was subtle and accumulated over time, and together with other opportunities, it helped him reach the top in the end.

However, the most interesting thing for Tang Wan to do now that she is back in life is -

Destroy all his possibilities!

Let his life fall into hell and he will never be able to be reborn!

Thinking of this, Tang Wanru's eyes gradually turned cold as she stared at him.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted, "Hiss, I remember a month ago there was a love poem in the capital that was deified and it was written by Prince Zhou, right?"

Everyone looked back and saw that the person who spoke was Chen Tang, the son of the Chen family.

As soon as he mentioned it, someone immediately remembered this incident: "That's right, that love poem is full of strong emotions, it's hard to control the emotions, every word and sentence is about the tearful love, who would have thought that in just one month, Prince Zhou went from crying blood for love to crying blood for the country."

As soon as these words were spoken, the noble men and women who had been confused by Zhou Ziyue immediately regained their dignity and burst into laughter. The solemn scene instantly became lively.

"You know what, the love poem written by Prince Zhou is very sophisticated." Chen Tang said, "The poem was popular in the capital for a while. People studied it word by word, and some people even found a woman's name hidden in the poem!"

"That's right." Someone answered, "It shows how deep and profound the love of Prince Zhou is. Haha."

Zhou Ziyue's body suddenly stiffened.

Things progressed so quickly that he didn't even realize why this matter was suddenly brought up.

And he also mentioned the woman's name, isn't that Tang Yueer's name?

"You, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Ziyue was a little anxious, "That's not the case at all."

"I can recite that poem. Prince Zhou, do you want me to recite it to you?" Chen Tang asked with a smile.

"You." Zhou Ziyue was speechless.

"Oh yes, I remember now." Chen Tang sneered, "The reason why our Prince Zhou doesn't admit it now is because he has lost interest in the woman in the poem and has switched to pursuing other women."

"In just one month, Prince Zhou has changed his crush faster than I change my clothes."

"I really don't know how loyal Zhou Shizi, who is not loyal in love and is fickle, can be to the country?!"

These words were like a hammer, hitting Zhou Ziyue directly.

He staggered and almost fell off the stage.

When Emperor Zhou heard this, his expression changed instantly.

He thought Zhou Ziyue was the night-shining pearl that he had not discovered before, but he did not expect that life would be so chaotic.

His own little thing was exposed on the stage.

What does it mean to be capable?

Emperor Zhou frowned and looked away from him.

"Your Majesty." Li Bo rolled his eyes and leaned over to whisper in Emperor Zhou's ear, "You forgot that it was this Zhou Ziyue who was involved in the incident at Longquan Temple last time."

"You are surrounded in a wing by assassins."

"I heard that he was in the next room...meeting with a woman."

Emperor Zhou was shocked. If he didn't come to save him, it was understandable that he didn't know, but what did it mean to meet with a woman?

That is the royal temple!

Emperor Zhou frowned and didn't want to see him again.

Zhou Ziyue saw Emperor Zhou’s expression. He wanted to explain anxiously, but he didn’t know what to say for a moment.

"Ahem." Zhou Zhuoqi coughed lightly and sneered, "Prince Zhou's patriotism is as worthy of discussion as that love poem."

Zhou Ziyue: ...

Zhou Zhuoqi raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Prince Zhou, do you want to talk for a while longer?"

Zhou Ziyue's face turned pale. He caught a glimpse of Emperor Zhou's disgusted eyes from the corner of his eyes. He knew that it was useless to say more, so he simply turned away.

Zhou Zhuoqi sneered and looked at Bai Yanli.

He was drinking quietly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Tang Wanru.

The girl was picking up dishes leisurely, as if all this had nothing to do with her.