Eight-year-old Princess: Phoenix Reborn

Yunshang noticed that Prince Jing's body was trembling slightly, and she felt a little worried. She would never have thought that Emperor Xia would say such a thing at this palace banquet.

There was a sudden commotion in the hall. The matter of the emperor's heir should be an internal affair of one country, but the emperor of Xia State actually mentioned it at a banquet in another country. What's the point? He said that when Duke Hua came to Ning country some time ago, he found a person who was most likely to be the prince of Xia. In this way, that person was most likely among them.

Someone had already sensed something from Emperor Xia's words, and looked towards Prince Jing evasively. Emperor Xia was talking about twenty-nine years ago, but Prince Jing's age was just right...and, just now, when Emperor Xia said this, he was clearly looking at Prince Jing.

King Jing was only in a flash for a moment, and then he pulled back his thoughts, ignored the noise at the banquet, but leaned towards Yun Shang and said, "What should I do, I don't have ten arrows at once Skill, if someone asks me to try it next time, what should I do?"

Yun Chang was taken aback for a moment, not thinking that he still had the intention of joking at this time, so he gave him a bitter look, and raised his eyes to look at the gloomy Emperor Xia.

I saw him waving his hand, and Liu Yinfeng took a scroll of painting in his hand and presented it up with both hands. Emperor Xia's eyes fell on the scroll, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed and said, "This It was a portrait painted for us by the painter in the palace thirty years ago..." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and handed it to Emperor Ning. Emperor Ning opened the painting, his expression was startled, but he looked in disbelief. He looked in the direction of King Jing, then turned his head to look at Concubine Jin. After a moment of silence, he raised his head to look at Emperor Xia. "Brother Xia, do you want me to let Director Zheng show this painting to everyone?"

Emperor Xia nodded, but there was a smile in his eyes, "I heard that the child is extremely smart, so I can't let him have the opportunity to find a way out for me."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ning was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and handed the picture scroll to Director Zheng.

Yun Chang's heart moved slightly. It stands to reason that Emperor Xia's confession at the palace banquet was of no benefit to Emperor Ning. After all, King Jing was the God of War in Ning Kingdom.

Mr. Zheng took the scroll carefully, and unfolded it to the crowd. There were stretches of trees, the trees were covered with pink flowers, and the petals fluttered down. There were two people standing under the tree. A woman in pink was carrying He began to look at the flowers on the tree, with a faint smile on his face, but there was a man standing beside the woman...

Yun Chang glanced over and thought that the man in the painting was Prince Jing, but he was a little different from Prince Jing. King Jing always had a somewhat indifferent expression on his face at any time, even when he was smiling, there was something in his eyes. There is a bit of coldness, but the man in the painting has a smile on his eyes and brows, and the tenderness in his eyes is like water, which makes people want to indulge in it.

Yunshang thought that the person in the painting must be very similar to King Jing, otherwise the Emperor Xia would not have taken it out here, but what Yunshang never thought of was...

"The woman in pink in the painting..." Yun Chang frowned, the woman's appearance was somewhat familiar, but Yun Chang thought about it for a while but couldn't figure out who she looked like, frowned, and knew who she was in her mind People filtered all of them one by one, but they still didn't remember.

In a blink of an eye, everyone in the hall had different complexions, but they looked at Prince Jing in unison. Only Prince Jing still lightly lifted the tea brought by the maid not long ago, and lowered his head to blow away the smear on his face. Fumo, after taking a sip of tea, said calmly, "Why don't you look at the painting and see me?"

Everyone trembled, and quickly looked away, and fell on the painting, thinking to themselves, it's not like, it's not like at all, how could Prince Jing have such a gentle and affectionate appearance as the man in the painting?

But it was still Xia Huanyu, the emperor of the Xia Kingdom, who spoke first, in a calm voice, without the excitement of finding his long-lost child, "The person in this painting is not King Jing at all. The artist in the book painted portraits of the widow and the late empress, but when the late empress died, the widow was also in distress and almost died. Although he was rescued in the end, his appearance was destroyed. It has been more than 30 years, I am afraid that many people I have forgotten what the widow looked like when I was young. Hua Guogong had seen this painting before, so I noticed at a glance that Prince Jing was very similar to the widow..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer, "So you think this king is your son?" Prince Jing sneered, "You can have as many paintings as you want, and you can draw anyone you want. Who to draw for you, you have chosen me from a long distance, should I be grateful."

Anyone could hear the tension in King Jing's mouth, "Or, your sons are all trash, and you think that there is no one to sustain the country, so you came to this king? Hmm?"

This time, the war was simply directed to the sons of Emperor Xia.

Only then did Yun Shang raise her head and searched around the table, but she didn't see the figure of Prince Xia, so she chuckled lightly, it's a pity, if Xia Houjing and Xia Houyan were both there, it would be very fun.

Xia Huanyu still looked at Prince Jing indifferently, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if he didn't pay attention to Prince Jing's ridicule.

It was only then that Yunshang took a closer look at Xia Huanyu for a while. Because of the hideous scars on his face, Yunshang felt a little disappointed before, so she didn't take a closer look. Later, she was attracted by the painting. It turns out that Xia Huanyu sometimes looks a lot like Prince Jing. At least, his current expression was exactly the same as Prince Jing's.

Xia Huanyu smiled to himself for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone, but fell on Yunshang, he looked at Yunshang lightly for a moment, then turned his eyes away, "What if it is as you said?"

Everyone in the palace was stunned. They didn't know what Xia Huanyu's words meant. They all secretly recalled what Prince Jing had said before. Before they remembered, they heard Xia Huanyu say very slowly, "If you want, You can take this throne at any time."

As soon as these words came out, even Luo Qingyan couldn't help being a little dazed, and he giggled after a while, "Do you think you can give this throne to whoever you say it to?"

The people in the palace were completely stupefied, the two thought they were somewhere, and they talked about the ownership of the Xia kingdom's throne like no one else.

"Since it is the throne of the widow, so what if the widow wants to be willful this time? As long as you want it, the widow will give it. In this world, the widow can afford it, you just need to ask."

Yun Shang looked at the man who was sitting quietly, talking about the ownership of Xia Guo's throne as if he was talking about the ownership of a silk thread, and began to feel a little admiration for him.

The person beside him leaned back, stretched out his hand to wrap around Yunshang's waist, and said in a flat voice, "Oh? What this king wants, you can afford it. If this king wants it, you should never appear in the In front of this king, don't say any more nonsense that this king is your son." After speaking, King Jing stood up, and said to Emperor Ning and other people in the palace who hadn't calmed down, "This king hurts you. If you recover, you will not be with me, and you will leave." After speaking, she pulled Yun Chang out of the Golden Luan Hall together.

Prince Jing quietly leaned against the wall of the carriage, his eyes closed tightly, as if he had fallen asleep. Yunshang raised his eyes and saw his slightly frowning brows, and sighed softly. Although Prince Jing had such a calm look on his face just now, the hand that was holding Yunshang was sweating a little. Yunshang knew that, in his heart It must have been a struggle.

After all, it was his biological father. Even though they had never met each other for more than 20 years, the blood relationship was a very wonderful thing, just like the similar faces of the two of them.

Feeling a little bored in the carriage, Yunshang lifted the curtain of the carriage, a gust of cold wind blew, Yunshang shivered, and felt that her mind was clearer, but the people around her suddenly moved and pulled Yunshang back. With his hand, the heavy curtain suddenly fell down with a muffled sound.

"Although it's almost the end of February, it's still a bit cold with the wind blowing at night. What if I catch a cold?" Prince Jing's voice was flat, with a hint of reproach.

Yun Chang was silent for a moment, wanting to say that although she has no internal strength, she has also practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she rarely catches cold, but she just listened to his tired voice, and finally sat back quietly without opening her mouth.

As the carriage gradually walked, Yun Chang sensed that something was wrong. It took only about half an hour from the gate of the palace to Prince Jing's mansion, but it was obviously more than half an hour since leaving the palace.

Yun Chang's heart tightened, and he grabbed King Jing's hand suddenly. King Jing seemed to be in a daze, and was hurt by Yun Shang's pinch, so he opened his eyes and looked at Yun Shang. With just one glance, he found Yun Shang's expression in tension.

Prince Jing seemed to have regained his composure, and was silent for a moment. He looked at Yun Shang with some questions in his eyes. Although he didn't speak, Yun Shang knew what he wanted to ask. Yun Shang nodded, A word was written in his hand: Wait.

There are quite a few hidden guards around the two of them. If there is something that threatens the lives of the two of them, someone will appear, but she wants to know who is so bold and dares to fight against her in the imperial city. Fighting against Prince Jing is really a bit... impatient.

Yun Shang hooked the corners of her lips, Prince Jing was not in a very good mood today, these people were afraid that they would suffer disaster.

Listening to the movement outside the car, Yun Chang pondered for a moment, then raised her voice, "How long will it take to arrive at the palace?"

There seemed to be a moment of silence outside before a voice came, "It's almost here."

It's almost here... Yun Chang chuckled lightly. It really didn't make Yunshang wait for too long, within a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped, Yunshang stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and saw a person standing outside the carriage, but it was as Yunshang expected... ...\u003c