The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )-Chapter 70 - The hatred of the 86 deposed empress was 12

"Can the harem finally take the first step of the hundred flowers competition?"

The whispers converged into a trend.

Yin Tingyan, who was sitting on the throne, wore a black imperial robe and was not affected by the discussions at all.

His dignity was deep and reserved, and his pair of deep eyes seemed to hide countless secrets.

When Zha Xi Mingzhu looked at him with admiration, Yin Tingyan also looked at her indifferently.

Yin Tingyan did not have many feelings for the beauty and intelligence praised by the ministers.

Or perhaps this was what the tyrant flower had said when she teased him:

'Beauty is beauty, no soul?'

'Good-looking skin is the same, interesting soul is one in ten thousand?'

Being stared at by Zha Xi Mingzhu like this, Yin Tingyan instinctively rejected her.

As a woman, being so explicit, did she not have any manners, justice, and shame?

'Shangguan Ling doesn't count!' She was always so overbearing, and everything she did was natural.

Zha Xi Mingzhu wore the most beautiful smile as she waited for Yin Tingyan to praise her.

As a lucky person who had traveled through time, Zha Xi Mingzhu had the most confidence in her current face.

With an angel's face, a devil's body, and her cute and lively personality, no one who had seen her would not like her.

Yin Tingyan said, "I will help the princess choose a suitable person to marry. Prince Zha Xi, you have traveled a long way. Doctor Zuo, bring Prince Zha Xi and the princess to rest first."

Zha Xi Mingzhu's smile froze on her face.

She felt that she must have heard wrongly. She had already confessed to him and had seen her perfect appearance. How could the young Emperor of Great Xia turn a blind eye to her beauty?

"Your Majesty, Are you not willing to marry my clan's Mingzhu?" Prince Zhaxi's face darkened.

His tone was filled with intense anger. It was as if Yin Tingyan did not care about Zhaxi Mingzhu. It was a great insult to the Ning clan!

The atmosphere in the imperial court instantly turned hostile.

Yin Tingyan frowned and said lightly.

"The Ning clan has always killed countless of our clansmen. Now that they have come to seek peace, is it not for the sake of sharing our woe and moving towards a peaceful coexistence?"

There were no harsh words, just a pair of deep eyes that had the sharpness of a falcon as they looked at Prince Zhaxi.

At that moment, Prince Zhaxi felt as though a mountain was pressing down on him. Cold sweat broke out on his wheat-colored forehead. He gritted his teeth and looked at the young emperor, wanting to say something.

Zhaxi Mingzhu bowed first and said, "Your Majesty, the peace between the Ning clan and great Xia is of course the most important thing. Brother was just anxious to protect me and said the wrong thing. I hope Your Majesty can atone for his sins!"

Her actions were graceful and magnanimous.

The officials' good impression of Zha Xi Mingzhu increased, and they did not hide their admiration for her.

Only after being covered by this gaze did Zha Xi Mingzhu regain her sense of familiarity.

She smiled, "Your Majesty, brother and I are new here. Can you spare some time for us to rest in the palace and bring us around the palace personally?"

"When did I say that I would arrange for all of you to stay in the palace?" Yin Tingyan looked at his uncle.

"Imperial Uncle Yin, isn't there still an empty science building in King Duan's residence? Since the princess wants to take a look around great Xia, then let the brother and sister stay in your residence for the time being. I specially approve that you don't have to attend court during this period of time. Just accompany them to take a good look at the customs of great Xia."

Imperial Uncle Yin replied very enthusiastically, "Yes!"

He had already lost his wife for many years. If Yin Tingyan really did not intend to marry Zha Xi Mingzhu and the Ning clan insisted on a marriage, then this marriage would ultimately fall on his head.