Hearing this, Yin Jingchao finally showed a hint of joy on his face.
It seemed that Gu Tingfang's words were exactly what he wanted.
He raised his glass and said, "Your Majesty, I respect you."
Gu Tingfang picked up the wine glass. Seeing that the two of them were trying to achieve something with her safety in front of her, Yin Luzhu said quickly.
"Your Majesty!"
The latter looked sideways, "Huh?"
After pondering for a moment, Yin Luzhu said: "As the saying goes, if the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth. If there is no proper name, it will lose its appeal and the resistance will increase."
"What do you want to say?" Gu Tingfang was slightly impatient, and her eyes with endless charm were slightly raised towards Gu Nanqi, full of threats.
The latter choked, but still said bravely: "People have their stupidity, and power has their wisdom."
"I had a dream. The palace dedicated to the Imperial Concubine caught fire. The fire burned everything. But only the portrait of the Imperial Concubine remained the same. It was not invaded by water or fire. The Imperial Master observed the sky at night and discovered that the Imperial Concubine was a saint. When you are in this world, the world should respect you, otherwise, disaster will happen. If you give him a noble title, maybe you can avert the disaster, but not necessarily."
As Yin Luzhu finished speaking, there was silence in the huge hall.
Gu Tingfang looked at Yin Luzhu blankly, and did not regain consciousness for a long time.
The issue of pursuing his mother's concubine has troubled him for many years. He thought of many ways and even promoted incompetent people, just to achieve his wish. But at this moment, Yin Luzhu's words made him suddenly enlightened.
If you use fake things, your name will be smooth!
He took a deep look at Yin Luzhu.
In the past, I only thought that this person was ignorant and naughty, but now it seems that this is not the case.
If it was a coincidence before, what about now?
Faced with Gu Tingfang's gaze, Yin Luzhu's face was full of vigilance, "Forget it, I didn't say anything about it."
After a long silence, Gu Tingfang picked up the drink in front of her and drank it down in one gulp.
He glanced at Yin Jingchao inexplicably, "The prince has a good way of teaching his son."
Yin Jingchao looked indifferent, as if he didn't realize the meaning of his words, "Old minister, I am ashamed that she only knows the wrong way and forgets the right way."
"I think this method is feasible."
"Does your Majesty have any idea?"
Gu Tingfang nodded.
He picked up his chopsticks and glanced at the food on the table, "Isn't there any lotus root?"
Yin Luzhu laughed angrily: "Your Majesty, it's winter now and there are no lotus roots."
"Kegu wants to eat." Gu Tingfang's eyes were teasing, and they just stopped at Yin Luzhu.
Looking at this scene, Yin Jingchao suddenly started coughing.
Yin Ping put clothes on him appropriately, "My lord, it's time for you to take medicine."
Hearing this, Yin Jingchao nodded slightly to Gu Tingfang, "Your Majesty, I will go first and let Lu Zhu accompany me."
Gu Tingfang nodded and watched Yin Jingchao leave.
For a moment, there were only two people at the dinner table.
Gu Tingfang still said the same thing: I want to eat lotus root.
Yin Luzhu tightened his grip on the chopsticks and thought to himself: "This dog emperor knows how to find bones in an egg. If he wants to eat lotus roots in winter, why doesn't he eat shit?"
"boom!"
Gu Tingfang hit the table with his fist, making a dull sound, and looked directly at Yin Luzhu with his gloomy eyes.
The latter quickly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, it will be later."
Looking at the person who disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, Gu Tingfang exhaled and inhaled, suppressing the sudden rage in her heart.
This Yin Luzhu, has he lost his courage?
Within a moment, Yin Luzhu folded back and had a plate of lotus roots in his hand.
