
The Legend of Zhishu.
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Dragon Residence.
''How did this happen?'' Empress FuWei asked her husband, when Emperor Feng was healed by the court physician.
Emperor Feng moved his body and looked resentfully at the door. ''It's all because of that one bad girl! He risked his life and went into battle disguised as me.''
Emperor Feng stood up and was about to catch up to the battlefield, yet a guard walked in and knelt down.
''That's YangMulia.''
''What's up?''
''Hamba got word if the war was won by our Kingdom.''
Empress FuWei and Mother Xio smiled. But the look on Emperor Feng's face was not pleasant to look at and just left, making Empress FuWei frown.
While on the other side...
Zhishu and his entourage returned home from the battlefield with victory. All the people of the city greeted him with a cheer of pride. There was a sense of pride in Zhishu's heart for seeing the sincere smiles of the people of the Northern Yen Empire for him. Not in vain he sacrificed himself to participate, but he was indeed in this war.
While Zhishu was still looking at his subjects, at the same time the sound of horses echoing which was Emperor Feng appeared from the front with a face holding in anger.
Everyone who had been cheering happily immediately fell silent and looked alternately at Emperor Feng and the masked Emperor.
''What is this, why are there two Emperors?''
''Where is the real Emperor?''
''God, what is going on is actually.''
''If YangMulia Emperor is there, who is there?''
Everyone whispered whispers, including Hongli who was astonished. If Emperor Feng was in front of him, then who was by his side?
TAP.
Emperor Feng got off his horse, and Zhishu came down, bowing his head in guilt.
''A-Dad ...'' Zhishu stammered.
''DAD?'' Say them all simultaneously, and boisterously simultaneously.
THE HUT!!
One soldier fainted from shock, while the others glared at his eyes and sharpened their sense of hearing.
Emperor Feng walked towards Zhishu and directly reached out to his ears.
''Based on a Naughty Girl! Feel this!'' Emperor Feng picked up Zhishu, and removed the mask that Zhishu was wearing.
''Awww ... Father, this is very painful.'' complained Zhishu who was in the jewer and in forced drag.
''You really should marry me to stay at home serving your husband!''
Zhishu immediately glared happily.
''Aww...really? Those are very good ideas, Father, I will accept them with pleasure. But my future husband must be Hongli Ayahanda. Aww ...''
Jeweran is getting louder.
''You really are a bad girl! I have made clear my intention to marry you! As a law, you must study at Shu Zuo's college.''
''What? Nah! I don't want Dad .. Don't send me to study. I don't like it when my brain is filled with too much science. Your son is smart.''
''My husband ...'' Call Empress FuWei.
Emperor Feng let go of his Jewel, then Zhishu dashed small towards his Mother.
''Mother ... Daddy's jeweran is very painful.''
Empress FuWei just chuckled and hit Zhishu's eyed softly. ''You have anything, such a jewel hurts? while fighting shed blood you do not complain?''
''He he he ...''
''My husband ... Your daughter just won a big war, what jewels does she get in your appreciation?''
''Hem! A bad girl like Zhishu deserves it.'' Cetus Emperor Feng.
''My husband ...''
''Yes yes ...'' Emperor Feng replied as he rolled both of his eyes upwards.
''MY PEOPLE! LISTEN TO THIS, BECAUSE THE CROWN PRINCESS IS WAGING WAR ... THEN I'LL HAVE A PARTY TONIGHT!''
''At a farewell party, where my naughty daughter would send me to college. Ha ha haha ...'' Emperor Feng muttered inwardly, while looking at Zhishu full of plans.
''LIVE EMPEROR FENG!''
LIFE ...
''CROWN PRINCESS ZHISHU ALIVE.''
LIVELY.
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