This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

His eyes followed Tsing Yi, and his eyes fell on the fat cat.

"You look Sa look!" Uncle Cat meowed.

Di Zheng naturally knew who this fat man's body was, and his eyes changed slightly: "He inherited the inheritance of Wu Peng?"

Tsing Yi hummed.

Di Zheng looked at Tsing Yi suddenly, as if he wanted to say something.

Tsing Yi picked up the spoon with a smile, as if preparing to give him another bowl of soup, but he stirred the black soup twice, and he was a little bit unappetizing.

He simply picked up the teapot on the side and poured a cup of tea.

Just as Di Zheng was about to reach out to take it, Tsing Yi picked up the teacup and took a sip.

His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor was a little absent-minded, and smiled and took back his embarrassed hand.

If the Tsing Yi form was not seen, he opened his mouth and said:

"Don't worry, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, that stupid dog's consciousness was controlling a fake spiritual platform. At this moment, the fat cat is still the original minister."

"Uncle Beiyin's method?"

"Ok."

"Oh, as expected of his old man."

"That's a man who doesn't look at anyone!" Tsing Yi's face was brilliant.

Di Zheng couldn't help but want to laugh without saying a word to her, it's really interesting...

His eyes fell on Tsing Yi, with great interest.

Mochi sat beside him without interjecting, but his eyes were a bit gloomy.

Di Zheng glanced at him inadvertently, the smile in his eyes faded a little, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he sat up a little bit.

"My nephew has an injury on his hand and is inconvenient to move. Wouldn't it be nice to have Aunt Lao pour a cup of tea for my nephew?" Di Zheng said mildly.

Mo Chi pursed his lips slightly, and was about to speak, when Tsing Yi said first, "You don't have both hands broken, so you can't pour tea with your left hand?"

She rolled her eyes, "I don't agree to cooperate, and I want my mother to pour tea for you? If you are so beautiful, you can drink Wang Ba Tang with a dry mouth, and a table of soup will help you moisten your mouth!"

puff--

Heishui'er Xiaolangjun raised the corners of his lips, and looked at the scumbag girl with admiration, she was so beautiful!

Di Zheng was a little helpless, his eyes circled around Tsing Yi's face, and he asked with a smile, "If you agree to cooperate, will you have tea?"

"Can you try it?" Tsing Yi raised an eyebrow.

Zi Xiao listened to the side with a twisted face, are you negotiating? Or just kidding?

Why is it not solemn at all? !

"Auntie invites you with kindness, and nephew has no reason to refuse." Di Zheng whispered with a smile: "This cooperation, nephew agrees."

Tsing Yi gave him a deep look, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.

"have a future."

Di Zheng raised his glass and drank, frowned, a little disappointed, "Auntie, this is cold tea."

"It took me a long time to agree after talking nonsense, why don't you blame me if the tea is cold?"

Zi Xiao couldn't help it a little by the side.

"That's it? Why do I think you're just kidding?!"

This is a cooperation that concerns the safety of the entire Six Realms, and it is necessary to kill those ancient immortals! Can't you be serious? !

Because Mao's atmosphere is the same as playing at home?

"The point is the result, what process are you in charge of?"

"It makes sense." Di Zheng nodded with a deep sympathy.

Zi Xiao's facial features are almost crumpled into a ball, is he old? Blame him for being too solemn?

"Since the cooperation has been finalized, let's be honest over there first," Tsing Yizhen raised her head, "I've already shown one of my cards."

Di Zheng smiled over the cold tea, "How much does auntie know about the two founders of the heavens?"

"Gender female, old, ugly, and cheap."

Before Di Zheng came to the banquet, he was in a low mood.

But in just half a day, just holding back his laughter made him feel a little pain in his stomach.

Uncle Beiyin is very lucky.

Di Zheng lowered his eyes and said calmly, "He Shu Qiong Yu is the name of those two."

"The great emperor's female crane comb, created the realm of the gods; the second emperor's daughter Qiongyu, created the immortal world. Apart from her two, the great emperor of the human world at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and the great emperor of the demon world Chiweicheng, these four people planned this conspiracy drama."

"Before I came, He Shu came to Xihua and made me print the letter from the West Sea Dragon Palace."

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows, "She wants Tianjie to help the Shui clan to send troops?" His eyes fell on Di Zheng's wrist: "Is your wrist broken like this?"

Di Zheng touched his wrist and smiled.

"The strong man broke his wrist, heh, he's tough."

Di Zheng frowned when he heard the words, and wanted to say that this word doesn't seem right.

Zi Xiao coughed and muttered silently: "I haven't finished reading "Six Realms Official School", and I'm still learning four words to speak..."

As soon as the words fell, Zi Xiao let out an ouch, and there was a baby's palm print on his forehead.

"Hey! This little brat, beat you and me again, Uncle Wang! Why are you so skinny!"

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows proudly and touched her stomach.

Di Zheng only noticed at this moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Congratulations, Aunt Wang!"

Tsing Yi smiled, "Small things, when my child is born, remember to give more gifts."

Di Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Yu Guang glanced over from Tsing Yi's lower abdomen, his expression was a little complicated.

But just for a moment, his expression returned to normal.

"So what do you think about sending troops?"

Tsing Yi looked up at him, "Or, have you been forced to obey?"

These words... as if he had sold his body.

Di Zheng briefly talked about what happened. After everyone in the audience listened to it, their expressions were different, and the eyes they looked at Di Zheng were a little more strange.

"What a scheming boy." Tsing Yi clicked his tongue twice.

She was suddenly a little fortunate that this smiling tiger could be fooled as an ally.

If you are an opponent, this brain and skin, if you add the strength of the ancient god, it will be hard for your old white face to clean up him!

To say he is a paper tiger is to underestimate him.

This paper tiger hides steel bars!

It was just that under the eyes of those two old women, they played the salaries from the bottom of the pot and cultivated their own power. Not to mention, they also turned the first army.

Very interesting.

Tsing Yi touched his chin and looked at him, his eyes were so warm that Di Zheng couldn't bear it.

Zi Xiao swallowed, "So you've been secretly doing this for thousands of years in seclusion! Alas, it's just insidious!"

"Can you talk! This is called wit!"

Such a sinister smiling tiger, it is not very useful to use it as a knife!

Mo Chi glanced at Tsing Yi's expression, and knew what she was thinking, and she was very relaxed watching the play next to her.

On the other hand, Di Zheng, facing this little Aunt Wang's 'kind face and kind eyes' smile, seemed to be at ease, still as tight as ever.

Completely correct the three words 'Mindful Tiger'!

"Since it's all open and honest, it's okay for me to interject and ask another question." Zi Xiao said suddenly, looking at Di Zheng.

As if guessing what he wanted to ask, the smile on Di Zheng's face also faded a bit.

"Uncle Zixiao, please speak."

"What happened to Yingzhao back then?"