If this angered the Zhao thief, would the Gu tribe's envoy still be able to leave Xiang Jing? The fourth prince of the dragon tribe was still imprisoned in the Execution Department.

"You are here to plead guilty to me, Dayu! How dare you contradict General Zhao, even if you are a Saint of the Gu clan..."

King Han's expression changed for a while and then he became furious and started clapping the case.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Cuo chuckled and waved his hand.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Saint Biqing.

The general looked calm and held a teacup in his hand, speaking lightly.

"General, please read a poem too."

He said jokingly.

Zhao Thief knows that those in high positions must maintain their dignity.

Today, a foreign woman has made it impossible to get off the stage. How will you be able to give orders and control the army in the future?

'The general is not really angry...'

Chu Zhi was frightened for a moment.

Zhao Cuo's expression remained normal, which made people feel like it was a sign of a storm.

King Han also had a stiff smile and clenched his fists under his sleeves, as if he was worried about something.

"My son is no longer a young boy now."

Shan Xin recited something in his mind.

She looked at her young father-in-law and said nothing.

At this time, he can protect the face of himself and the Zhao family.

"Kill all the millions of soldiers south of the Yangtze River."

Zhao Cuo stood up and chanted softly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a strong murderous atmosphere in the lobby.

The expressions of many dignitaries present changed. Only then did General Zhao conquer Huainan. He was indeed qualified to utter this line of poetry.

"The sword on my waist is as bloody as an ape!"

Zhao Thief took a step forward.

His narrowed eyes showed danger.

With one hand lowered, he grasped the hilt of the sword on his waist, as if he had murderous intentions.

"What a ferocious poem... The general won't kill the Gu saint on the spot, right?"

Someone exclaimed in their hearts.

They followed the poem as if they were already standing on the battlefield in the south.

Zhao Cuo sat in the midst of thousands of troops. The two armies faced each other. Emperor Yongzhao's hundreds of thousands of rebels were wiped out under the hands of the general.

"Girls don't know heroes."

His voice slowed down.

The young master's tone was filled with contempt.

Bi Qing's face turned green, and she unconsciously took half a step back with a sullen look on her face.

"...I just want to ask my name."

The whole poem falls.

No one in the lobby dared to speak.

Killing millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, the sword on the waist is still bloody. The girl does not know the hero and only asks for his name! This poem murderously mocks the saint girl of the Gu tribe for her blindness.

"I'm so ugly now. I want to accompany my eldest sister to the lake for an outing, so I'll take the first step here."

He smiled and helped Zhao Shanxin up.

"General Zhao, walk slowly."

King Han's reaction was still very quick.

He followed the two of them politely and thoughtfully until they were outside the door.

Bi Qing in the lobby was so humiliated by this poem that she dared not say a word.

"I didn't know my Qianliju could write such a poem."

Miss Zhao was finally willing to let him hold her hand.

She looked at the boy beside her with soft eyes.

The young father-in-law just counterattacked beautifully.

"I still have many surprises."

Thief Zhao seemed to be okay with a smile on his face.

The two siblings were walking by the lake with gentle steps.

The warm sunshine in winter shines on the lake, making it sparkling and colorful.

"You recited a poem today, and I don't know how many people will say you are cold and heartless behind your back. Your reputation will be even worse."

As he spoke, Shan Xin glanced at her again. His charming peach blossom eyes were so captivating that Zhao Cuo couldn't move his eyes away.

The young father-in-law's uncomfortable eyes also fell into the eyes of the eldest sister.

She turned her head away unnaturally.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Zhao Shanxin lowered his head and asked softly.

She subconsciously wanted to pull her jade hand back.

Unfortunately, Thief Zhao would not hand over what he got, so he held it tighter.

"The wind is getting strong and your long hair is about to get messed up. Can I come and take care of it for you?"

Zhao Cuo stopped and turned around to look directly at Miss Zhao, making her avoid her sight unconsciously.

He took advantage of the situation and held up Zhao Talented Lady's face without mercy.

It's soft and smooth when you start it.

"Are you disrespecting even my eldest sister?"

Youxin seemed to be looking at him calmly.

But even she could feel the heat on her face.

She just wanted to keep her composure, but her face had betrayed her.

"Isn't it an act of filial piety for me to comb your hair?"

The young father-in-law blinked at her.

His hand was picking up Zhao Shangxin's black hair that was dancing in the wind.

However, evil thieves are never honest, and after a while, they turned their target from Miss Zhao's long hair to her face, and rubbed it.

"Why do you have the nerve to mention filial piety in front of me? You are the one who knows how to bully me the most. Why don't you take your hands away!"

Youxin scolded in feigned anger.

She didn't dare to reveal her true thoughts at this time.

If the fact that she was enjoying this moment was discovered, wouldn't the eldest sister's majesty be over?

"Huh? There's a flying insect on your forehead. Let's see if I don't eat it!"

Zhao Thief suddenly looked serious.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already leaning forward.

Lips touched Zhao Shangxin's eyebrows, and her eyes widened suddenly. This seemed to be the second time...

"But if I catch it, it'll be fine. I've already eaten the bug."

Zhao Cuo raised his head after a long while.

Miss Zhao lowered her eyebrows, raised her hand and pushed him away with gentle force, and walked forward alone.

The young master followed and once again reached out to hold the eldest sister's catkins in his hands. This time he was still not rejected.

"Are you angry? I did it on purpose, but please forgive me."

Zhao Thief walked beside her and said softly.

Youxin almost laughed out loud at his lack of rationality.
To be continued...