"It's nothing, I just feel a little curious and ask. Where did Master Emperor... go when he was not in Jinyang Kingdom before?"

"How can we know this? But I heard it." Jing Chiyue looked around and whispered: "It seems that Master Emperor doesn't have any parents."

"How is this possible? How did he be born without parents?" Ye Xiyue shook her head and smiled.

"It's true. This matter is a secret matter in the palace. Most people don't know it, and they are not allowed to mention it in normal times. I heard my grandfather mention a few words when I was a child. However, my grandfather has passed away. I am just curious about the matter of Master Emperor. I can't help but ask."

After a pause, Jing Chiyue said again: "Or why did the Supreme Emperor recognize the Emperor as his son? Moreover, he had to worship his brothers with the current king and become Shangguan Lintian's uncle."

"This incident is indeed incredible."

"And, Master Emperor actually agreed. Why did he agree to be the adopted son of the Supreme Emperor?"

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then why did he become the imperial sect of Jinyang Kingdom?"

"Because the Supreme Emperor was entrusted at his death, I don't know what he asked for. Anyway, those are their royal affairs. I don't understand, who are the biological parents of Master Emperor? Why is there no news and never seen such a powerful son?" Jing Chiyue usually likes to think about these things when she is idle.

In the eyes of others, he just has nothing to do and doesn’t think about his own affairs, so why should he think about other people’s affairs?

In Ye Xiyue's opinion, Jing Chiyue is intentional, and even he is more intentional than Molan and Shangguan Lintian.

What they dare not think about, what they could not think of, Jing Chiyue dared to think about, and would think about it.

"Come on, have a drink, and by the way, I wish you a victory tomorrow and fight to death those white lotus flowers!"

"Is there anything going on tomorrow?" Ye Xiyue still raised her cup and fucked Jing Chiyue boldly.

Jing Chiyue almost sprayed the wine in her mouth, "Dongfang, have you been stupid in these three days, and you don't even know what day tomorrow will be?"

"I really don't know."

"Tomorrow is a day of fighting flowers."

"Fighting Flower?" Ye Xiyue searched in her mind for a moment, and she really had no impression of these two words.

"Yes, yes, I'm also blaming me for saying too much. You couldn't participate in these things before, but this year was different." Jing Chiyue didn't know how she came here in the past few years, but he remembered that one year when Emperor Shi came back, it was also the day of the Flowers, but he never saw her every day.

I remember it was three years ago, and Molan said she was sick.

At that time, he was still thinking, why was he so sick? I thought, someone should have taken action secretly.

Who else can that person besides Ye Qingya?

What did Ye Xiyue know from his eyes, Douhua?

night.

Fantasy Star Pavilion.

"Mr. Emperor Shi, tomorrow is the day of the Fighting Flowers. The king will send a message. Do you still need to do it?"

Huang Junye pondered for a moment, and wanted to say no, but when he thought of his stubborn face, his eyes flashed slightly, "It was held as scheduled."

Uncle Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir Imperial Master, this is the list of tomorrow's Douhua, you can take a look."

Uncle Yan brought a gilded cloth roll and handed it to Huang Junye.
Chapter completed!