Actually, Zhao Changhe didn't want to make any plans at this mont, he just wanted to spend so good ti with everyone, so he said: "No rush, let's first clean up the remaining Heavenly Dao from the Imperial side. Let Sisi use her Magic Skill to pinpoint the Heavenly Dao's location as well? I also want to see if I can reforge the Dragon Sparrow... There's quite a bit of preparation needed, so let's discuss the next step later."
All of these are idle words that need not be spoken, as everything would naturally be done. The so-called Dragon Sparrow reforging isn't sothing anyone can help with either. Upon hearing this, everyone knew what he was thinking, and they all smirked without speaking, sipping their wine.
You want to accompany, but we're not letting you. Everyone agreed, whoever acts first is a dog, anyone bold enough to show they miss you in front of so many people.
Even if passion surged in their hearts, with desires to bid farewell, they had to keep a straight face and still say, "Go to hell."
Ye Jiuyou was the first to stretch lazily and leave the table: "You guys eat slowly, I'm going for my cultivation, seeing certain soone makes want to puke."
"You want to puke?" Piaomiao said angrily, "Who's been hiding him for so long, not letting anyone see?"
Ye Jiuyou replied leisurely: "I've seen him for thirty years and it's nauseating, isn't it? A completely unresponsive Corpse Puppet, see him if you want."
"Anyone who sees him is a dog." Huangfu Qing slapped the table: "Since there's no arrangent, I'm heading back."
As soone took the lead, everyone slapped the table and got up noisily, turning around and leaving swiftly. Yue Hongling also took the newly seated Ling Ruoyu and left directly.
Ling Ruoyu: "..."
I haven't even eaten yet...
Weren't you all gathered here just to see him for a mont? So why do you put on a cold face after seeing him? A bunch of old aunties, still so awkward.
"Master..." Outside the room, Ling Ruoyu whispered in Yue Hongling's ear: "Are you all intentionally trying to starve him out? Want to make him beg you?"
Yue Hongling looked straight ahead: "What else? Don't we have face to uphold?"
"Wrong, Master." Ling Ruoyu stomped her foot: "He's not hungry at all, just spent the night of spring breeze with the Chief Historian, quite a long one."
Yue Hongling: "?"
Oops, everyone's alliance consensus might be ruined by this silly maid. Bao Qin wasn't his person back then, but now she's fully counted as a newcor with him, what's that got to do with anyone else's agreent? Not afraid at all of being laughed at as a dog.
Ling Ruoyu added: "If you all leave him hanging, he'll have no choice but to keep looking for the Chief Historian. By then, you'll just be watching them in their loving monts, who exactly is being hung out to dry, him or you..."
Yue Hongling took a deep breath, pulled out a booklet and handed it to the apprentice: "Good work, as a reward, this is the latest Sword Skill I've comprehended over the years, study it well in these tis."
Ling Ruoyu smiled widely as she received the booklet: "Thank you, Master."
Unlike other Sword Spirits who generally co with a complete Swordsmanship of their master. Star River has no complete set because Zhao Changhe is not a swordsman, he has no complete legacy of sword techniques, nor any Sword Intent to speak of. If there is any, it's the inherent night sky essence of Star River. So regardless of Ling Ruoyu awakening Star River's mory, Master's guidance still holds imnse value for her.
As Master's form blinked away, clearly off to catch the traitor.
Ling Ruoyu stored the booklet, casually returned to the side hall, and sure enough, Zhao Changhe was already nowhere to be found. The little girl sat back down at the table alone, enjoying the feast heartily.
They say Star River is dense, but I think you're the densest.
While master and apprentice whispered, Zhao Changhe was encountering snags everywhere.
Ye Jiuyou: "Go find your Ye Wuming who died, I'm not familiar with you."
Piaomiao: "It's agreed you can only touch after you deal with Ye Wuming, no breaking promises."
Yuan San Niang: "Who are you?"
Huangfu Qing: "Where did this slly pig co from, scram."
Tang Wanju: "...Everyone's here, it'd be laughable, better not."
Tang Buqi: "Your private quarters? Why give you a private quarters, isn't it the sa wherever you sleep? Oh, so they kicked you out, haha, serves you right! Butler! Convey the order of this Marquis, do not arrange a room for this guest. What? He's King Zhao? Who told you he's King Zhao, King Zhao has a scar, he doesn't, are you blind? Co, throw this impostor of King Zhao out!"
The mighty King Zhao arrives at Marquis Wu's Mansion only to find no private rooms, being chased away like a dog by Marquis Wu.
Zhao Changhe was isolated in the Central Court, looking up at the sky speechlessly.
Beside him, Bao Qin's head peeked out: "Boss, over here, over here."
Zhao Changhe scurried over, quickly taken by Bao Qin, sneaking into Tang Wanju's pavilion.
"Did Wanju send you here? She's not afraid of being laughed at anymore?"
"It's because I live here too." Bao Qin pulled Zhao Changhe into the little hut by the pavilion: "This was where Bao Qin used to live, why bother arranging a place for us to stay?"
Though the room is small, there's finally a place to rest, Zhao Changhe plopped down at the edge of the small bed and sighed: "When will these days co to an end..."
Bao Qin giggled: "Did you sweat from the fight today? Want Bao Qin to help wash again?"
Go ahead stubbornly, the more you want face, the more Bao Qin gains. What does your dog pact have to do with , I'm new, hehe.
Seeing Zhao Changhe still looking a bit troubled, Bao Qin sat in his lap, whispering: "Boss solving this problem is simple..."
"Ah?" Zhao Changhe exclaid: "I feel they are all very angry... Those who are a bit less frustrated are still hindered by face, it's tough to resolve."
"Is it really that hard?" Bao Qin whispered: "Boss just pamper Bao Qin in front of them, and in no ti they'll be unable to stand it..."
Indeed the standard answer.
Actually, Zhao Changhe knew that no matter where he shalessly stuck, it could break the stalemate. The hardest part of this wasn't about letting face go, but about whom to approach. No matter who he goes to appease, others will only rage, who hasn't been ignored by you for thirty years, and now you go appease her? Do I an less to you than her?
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