There was singing and dancing on a bright lakeside terrace, and everyone was happy except for a certain young man who was not here.

So no one knows what kind of suffering Zhao Cuo is suffering at this moment.

He knew that this might be the so-called "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"call……"

After Zhao Cuo tried to resist several times but failed, he finally gave up the struggle and decided to use his sharp tongue to completely defeat the Empress Dowager Dayu who had no moral ethics.

The two started a smokeless war on the boat.

As a result, Mr. Zhao was declared defeated because he could not breathe.

"Do you still dare to disobey me in the future?"

The Empress Dowager Dayu looked at the handsome man with an unhappy face with a bright smile. She herself was not much better, her little face was so red that she was so hot from her ears.

"I have always been loyal to my empress."

Zhao Cuo turned his head away from looking at her little face, which was more beautiful than the stars all over the lake.

"What does it mean for you to prevaricate me by asking you to recite poems?"

Queen Mother Zhao asked with half-squinted eyes.

"What a wonderful time, beautiful scenery."

Mr. Zhao followed her wishes and expressed his thoughts with a poem.

"Are you not in the mood to enjoy the starry night scenery yet?"

Of course the Queen Mother could understand the meaning of this poem, and the look she looked at Zhao Cuo suddenly became unhappy and dangerous.

"Why doesn't your Majesty allow me to marry?"

Zhao Cuo looked directly at her golden eyes that became more majestic after revealing the chill.

"Are you still aggrieved?"

Empress Dowager Zhao laughed when she heard this, raised her hand to caress his cheek unscrupulously, leaned forward and whispered:

"How dare you think about other women when I love you so much?"

"Your Majesty, will you marry me?"

Zhao Cuo also put it in her ear and mentioned the topic of questioning.

"Be bold!"

She suddenly raised her eyebrows coldly!

"How can I, as the Queen Mother, remarry a noble son of yours? You still want to be the emperor's father-in-law, but you are a traitor and traitor!"

"Then let's give the emperor a younger brother?"

Zhao Cuo was not knocked down by her stern questioning but said something even more serious.

"you……"

Empress Dowager Zhao was stunned at first, and then she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You think beautifully!"

She held back her smile and glared at Zhao Cuo, and unceremoniously raised her little black stocking foot and stepped on his stomach as if to push him down, but she actually didn't use any force.

"If you recite the poem now, I will forgive you for the crime of disrespect."

"Well……"

Zhao Cuo turned over, lying on his back and looking at the starry night sky, his mood suddenly relaxed.

"A boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy."

he said.

"Who is Qingmeng?"

The Queen Mother blinked her bright eyes and asked a strange question.

"I……"

Zhao misunderstood what she meant and was about to show his masculinity, but he changed his mind when he felt the soft and soft feet on his side.

"I am Xinghe."

He couldn't accept that a good poem was changed by the female devil.

"You can be my pillow tonight."

The Queen Mother unceremoniously pressed one of her beautiful legs on her body.

'If the queen gives birth to a child for me.'

Zhao Cuo wanted to say this but thought he might get kicked.

"Why does it seem to be getting more and more lively over there?"

He chose to change the topic, turned his head and looked in the direction of the terrace, and cheers suddenly sounded inexplicably.

"Are some juniors performing sword dancing on the stage?"

The Queen Mother didn't care about him and looked after him.

"It seems to be the Crown Prince of Qi."

From a distance, Zhao Cuo saw a fat young man standing on the stage holding a sword. Sword dancing is a must-have program for banquets in this era. Basically, after three rounds of drinking, you have to ask someone to do it twice.

"Ah."

The Queen Mother Zhao, who was still lying on the soft couch, smiled contemptuously.

"Honey, can we go there too?"

Young Master Zhao knew very well that if he stayed alone with this woman here, he might actually sleep with her tonight.

"I also want to dance with my sword to make a beauty smile."

He came up with a very reasonable excuse.

"You still dare to flirt with women in front of me?"

The Queen Mother suddenly showed a kind smile.

"Of course the beauty I'm talking about is the empress."

Zhao Cuo knew that he wanted to tell him directly on purpose.

"Since you said that, I can't hurt your filial piety."

After hearing what he said, the female devil sat up with satisfaction, straightened his clothes herself, and said with a smile:

"I will go over and wait first. You have to hurry up. If I keep waiting for a long time, I will have to ask you to sleep with me to atone for my sins."

After she said that, she turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the eyes of Young Master Zhao. He subconsciously looked towards the terrace and saw the Empress Dowager Dayu, who was sitting at the top of the table, looking at him affectionately.

"Damn bad woman..."

Zhao Cuo pursed his lips. He really didn't want to get close to Queen Mother Dayu. Tonight was definitely the last time!

He firmly believed that he could not be deceived by the female devil.

Then he stood up and walked toward the terrace with pink flames falling on the lake shore.

"Drink!"

The Prince of Qi danced with a bronze sword full of cold light in a majestic manner. Although he had a big belly, he was very flexible, not to mention quite presentable. Zhao Cuo, who came back, looked at his posture and tried to follow his posture.

Retrieve the feeling in memory.

Of course Mr. Zhao has learned sword dancing, a skill that can be called etiquette.

He felt that it would be no problem for him to fool people with his whole trick.

'After this session is over, take your sister home as soon as possible.'

Zhao Cuo thought to himself.

"call……"

The Crown Prince of Qi took a deep breath, made some finishing moves, and was about to step down from the stage. However, the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at the handsome young man standing not far away, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"But Mr. Zhao, who defeated the little monsters of the Demon Court in the frozen river hunting?"

He held his sword in a bow and shouted loudly.

"Zhao Cuo has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Although Zhao Cuo was a little confused, he still politely raised his hand in return.

"I'm not very good at swordsmanship, can you please ask the young master to come up and give me some pointers?"

Although the Prince of Qi spoke modestly and cautiously, his face was full of energy, and anyone could see his pride.

"I am dissatisfied with you, young master. I took the initiative to ask my father to come to the capital just to compete with you. Please give me some advice."

"A certain person with little talent and knowledge dare not compete with His Highness in a sword show."

Zhao Cuo politely refused. Judging from the current relationship between the imperial court and the seven vassal kings, the Qi Crown Prince is definitely one of the most untouchable people in the capital. A beating may be fine, but if he dies,

In Xiangjing, the King of Qi must "go to the capital to serve the King".

"Could it be that the young master looks down on me?"

The Crown Prince of Qi's face suddenly darkened when he heard his words. As soon as he said these words, Zhao Cuo knew that this guy was a reckless person, but it was inappropriate for him to refuse at this level.

"I wonder if your Majesty would like to see the two of us fighting swords?"

Young Master Zhao raised his hands to the motionless Empress Dowager Zhao and asked, "The devil must have some control in her heart and won't let him jump into the fire pit."
Chapter completed!