After leaving the court hall, Jiurao took Tianshu to the Imperial Garden.

She didn't like the cold wind in winter, so she stayed in the hall all the way—either studying in the bedroom or practicing martial arts in Xuanyin Hall.

Almost almost hibernating snake.

Now in the spring season, Jiurao likes to go out to visit the garden, see the scenery, and feel the revival of all things.

The two walked deeper along the winding path, and the morning dew still remained on the branches, and the peonies in the garden were gorgeous and noble, exuding a quiet posture.

"Tianshu." Jiurao leaned her head and looked at Tianshu's face beside her with no expression, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Tianshu remained silent, as if he was angry with someone.

"Wen Zheng is a married boy and a defeated country." Jiu Rao raised her red lips and said in a faint tone. "Although he looks pretty good, he has almost no advantage compared to you. I really don't understand why you are unhappy."

When Tian Shu heard this, his expression moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Jiurao: "Don't you have an advantage?"

"Of course." Jiurao nodded, "What do you think he has the advantage?"

"He... played the zither very well."

Jiurao sneered.

Looking up at the deep garden ahead, she said lightly: "Daxia is now a country that seeks peace. Wen Zheng came alone from a defeated country. She has no foundation here, and he still knows martial arts."

Can't know martial arts.

Tianshu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly slower, and the frost on his face faded a little.

Yes, a young man from a defeated country, except for his outstanding appearance, outstanding demeanor, and good playing of the zither, he had no advantage in this strange country and strange palace.

If he really had something he shouldn't have, it would be easy for Tianshu to kill him.

"Tianshu." Jiu Rao stopped and reached out to pick a peony flower. "My harem may be very likely to be a Shura field, and I will not protect anyone. All those who want to enter my harem must survive on their own abilities."

When Tianshu heard this, he suddenly looked up at her.

"So, practice your skills well..." Jiu Rao patted his face, smiling harmlessly, "Otherwise, if one day people unite to deal with you, you may not be able to resist."

The flowers fell, and turned around and went into the garden to enjoy the flowers.

Tianshu was stunned for a while before he realized, and raised his heel to the girl in front of him.

Shura Field?

Survive with your own abilities?

With this sentence echoing in his heart, Tianshu couldn't help but speak: "If there is someone you don't like, can I kill him?"

"I have already said it depends on your own ability." Jiurao's tone was faint.

Tianshu fell silent.

Of course, people cannot be killed casually. After all, the destiny emperor has its own reason, and he is not a bloodthirsty person.

However, with Jiurao's words, Tianshu obviously felt a little confident.

If you don’t kill people, you can also have other ways to prevent future emperors from competing for favor. It is best to drive them out of the harem without any blood.

Tianshu, who was only ten years old in four months, was already thinking about what to use to drive away his love rivals.

Although it's still early... no, it's actually late.

Thinking of Ji Huangyu in the southern border, there is now another Wen Zheng from Daxia. Three of the nine emperors of Tianming have appeared - including himself.
Chapter completed!