"Again?" Ji Boying's eyes trembled and her heart trembled.
Before they could speak, as expected, Yang Bingen and the three of them started arguing again.
This time, even if they brought out earth-level magic weapons, the three of them were still fighting for the ownership of the two lotus seeds.
It's not that the lotus seeds themselves are worth more than this magic weapon.
When they compete for lotus seeds, they are no longer competing for the value of the lotus seeds themselves, but for what they give them.
Highest merit!
What they compete for is credit and one breath!
Zhao Wujiang had a forced smile on his face, shook his head and took a breath.
He seemed helpless, but in fact all this was what he expected.
First, he interrupted the prince and forced himself to be a good person first.
You see, you are fighting because there are only two lotus seeds, but now I have come up with another magic weapon that is not inferior to the lotus seeds, and you are still fighting.
I, a good person, have already done this, but you are still like this, what can I do? I am also very helpless.
But Zhao Wujiang had long known in his heart that even if he took out another Dao Lotus Seed today, let alone an Earth-level Divine Weapon, the three of them would fight for those two Lotus Seeds.
Because the magic weapon he took out last had the meaning of "compensation", and the two lotus seeds he took out before had the meaning of "reward" and "deserved".
The three of them, Yang Bingen, were all very happy with their success, and there was a rift between the three of them, so there was no way they would lose one breath on this matter.
At the same time, the timing of Zhao Wujiang interrupting the prince's spellcasting was also very important.
The prince had already shown his majesty to the others, and the three of them, Yang Bingen, had also given face to stop the war.
Then the prince changed his smile to a kind and generous one to maintain the persona he had recently created.
At this time, Zhao Wujiang interrupted the conversation and took over the conversation, which once again aroused the anger between Yang, Su and Wei. The prince could no longer use his authority to suppress this argument.
Otherwise, the personality will easily collapse, and it will be easy for his courtiers to think that he is moody or a smiling tiger.
When the three of them, Yang Bingen, were about to talk about their achievements and expose their shortcomings, a soft, yet clean and light voice slowly sounded in the middle of the table:
"Why don't you put the lotus seeds and magic weapons into the treasury and calculate the results, and then His Highness the Prince will reward you based on your merits.
It just so happens that His Royal Highness has been working hard recently and has heavy thoughts, so he needs the clearing effect of lotus seeds.
Even if you have His Royal Highness King Yin's Dao Lotus Seeds, it would be good to prepare two more lotus seeds to be prepared. "
Zhao Wujiang raised his eyes and found that the speaker with a pleasant voice was Su Yunyao, the sister of one of the Su family siblings sitting diagonally opposite.
The names of the two siblings have the same pronunciation. Except for some extremely formal occasions, in order to distinguish them, they would usually call their younger sister Su Yunyao Su Xiaoyao.
His brother Su Yunyao, who was arguing with Yang Bingen and Wei Zhongxiao, realized that the speaker was his sister. He saw her shaking her head slightly at him. He quickly realized it, cupped his fists towards the prince Ji Boying and said:
"Your Highness, what Su Xiaoyao said is extremely reasonable.
I am willing to dedicate lotus seeds to His Highness again! "
After Yang Bingen and Wei Zhongxiao heard this, they also reacted and saluted Ji Boying:
"Same goes for me, veteran!"
Ji Boying's expression softened and she nodded.
"I have to thank His Highness Prince Yin for this matter." Su Xiaoyao spoke again, bringing everyone's thoughts back on track.
Zhao Wujiang felt a lot of eyes on him, especially Yang Bingen and the other three who had been awakened. They later realized his previous methods, and their eyes on him became very sharp.
He smiled carelessly, raised his glass to Su Xiaoyao, and his tone slowly became frivolous:
"May I ask how old my sister is?
Is there someone you like? "
The wine glass held by Su Xiaoyao froze in the air, and the expression on her pretty face that was originally slightly excited about temporarily resolving the dispute between the three of them also froze for a moment.
The snowflakes outside the house seemed to be falling on her small and delicate face. There was frost on her brows, a stiff smile on her lips, and her left hand dangled slightly by her side.
The musicians in the banquet hall saw the gesture and immediately played music. When the time came, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music was heard.
Then she tilted her head slightly:
"Um?"
