If Ji Huang's proposal is rejected in public, the Sifang Palace Masters will take turns to persuade him. Moreover, this also appears that Qi Xi protects his shortcomings, while Ye An is weak and can only eat soft rice.
But after leaving the choice to Ye An. Sure enough, the Red Emperor, who had the most obvious rebellious intentions, stood up and sneered.
Although he does have a good point. The two parties agreed to declare a war, and the Empress and the Sifang Palace started a war, but time was wasted on such an important matter.
According to the rules recognized by most people, Ye An can already be regarded as abstaining.
Qi Xi didn't know what he was doing, and with a slight thought in his mind, he used the necklace he had given to Ye An as a medium to call him silently.
At this time, Jiang Yi chuckled softly and said in a sarcastic tone: "What are you anxious about, Lord Chi? Today, Japan is not an important matter. Why not have some hot tea to calm down the anger."
The Red Emperor looks like a strong man with dark skin, his eyes wide open with anger.
"Smelly cousin... what does it have to do with you?" He spoke directly to everyone and cursed.
Jiang Yi was calm and smiling, "I just suggested that the Master of Red Hall calm down his anger, so why should I get angry?"
The two people's eyes immediately met, and invisible anger spread.
The grudges between them were commonplace, and were not just personal repulsions. What's more, there is the Red Emperor's plan to take over the Nanlin Temple.
The Southern Forest is a treasure land, while the Western Desert is barren in comparison. The Red Emperor would rather offend Jiang Yi than obtain the Nanlin Temple.
Liangzi has already formed a relationship, so even though they are both members of the Crescent Sect, their hatred is still difficult to resolve.
Qi Xi's eyes drooped slightly, and he became increasingly annoyed.
Immediately afterwards, the pressure of invisible divine power spread like a tide, and then turned into an invisible giant mountain, weighing heavily on everyone, making it difficult to breathe.
"enough!"
There was a divine meaning in Qixi's voice, which immediately shocked everyone, "What are you chattering about all day long?"
"Wait a moment longer. If the Holy Son still hasn't arrived, the outcome of today's battle... Even if he gives up."
She spoke calmly, not seeming to be worried about Ye An in her words.
Ji Huang smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I will obey your Majesty's words."
"If the Holy Son abstains, this junior will fulfill the bet in the war book, that is... when the battle is over, the winner can propose to the sweet girl of heaven in his heart in public. At that time, I hope that your majesty, all the hall masters, and seniors can Bear a witness for the younger generation."
This series of words echoed in the hall of the Ji family. Especially the word 'witness' is the most harsh.
Of course, everyone knew who the 'Beautiful Lady of Heaven' was. Although she had never made it clear, she was undoubtedly the empress in charge.
Even the masters of the Sifang Palace looked at each other, waiting for the empress's response.
Qi Xi lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
She herself remained silent, gently lifted the tea cup and took a sip with a calm expression.
In fact, I was extremely bored inside.
The elites of the Zhongzhou Temple have been secretly ambushed all around, and the Heavenly Tribulation Formation has been set up. The secrets of the Temple hidden among the Sifang Hall Masters can be taken action at any time. Qi Xi could not wait to order someone to blow the war horn and directly take action to kill the annoying Crescent Cult members present.
But her delicate appearance was still calm, maintaining the temperament that an empress should have.
"Yes." She said calmly.
No matter whether Ji Huang wins in the end, he will never live to say the word "proposal".
Ji Huang still doesn't know this.
After hearing Qi Xi's permission, Ji Huang respectfully said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The moment he finished speaking, he was about to sit down.
At this time, a shout was heard outside the door.
"I'm not allowed...!"
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound outside the door.
But a familiar figure appeared, and it was Ye An who had arrived late.
However, he didn't look good.
His eyes were tired, with some dark circles, and even his hair was a little messy. It was obvious that he had not slept all night and had done a lot of things.
The moment he saw him, Qi Xi was a little surprised and happy, and his mood relaxed a little.
But when she saw the dark circles under Ye An's eyes, she frowned slightly and realized something was wrong.
"Lord Holy Son, you are late."
Ji Huang sat on the last wooden chair and said solemnly: "Please."
Ye An stared at him and said, "Please...?"
Ji Huang smiled happily and said: "Your Majesty has already approved something, but you don't allow it? The Holy Son has a very high official position. Please go and explain it to Your Majesty."
The words echoed in the hall and were clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Moreover, there are no extra seats here unless Ye An brings a chair himself.
He was already late, and there was no seat to accommodate him. Outsiders were worried and embarrassed for him.
But Ye An only raised his head slightly and looked at Qi Xi on the throne for a moment.
Qi Xi's red lips slightly raised, with a smile on his face, he said to the maid beside him: "Yue'er, find a seat."
The expressionless maid Yue'er standing nearby nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
With quick hands and feet, she quickly grabbed a chair, and then suddenly froze for a moment.
"Your Majesty, where should I put this?" the maid said carefully and softly.
Qi Xi patted the armrest of the seat gently and said, "Just put it here with me."
Then, her golden eyes stared at Ye An's body, "Ye An, come here."
"As commanded."
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye An slowly stepped forward and sat directly next to Qi Xi.
Ji Huang was stunned for a long time, his face gradually turning pale.
This was a public show of affection, but it was also a counterattack on Ji Huang's previous proposal.
Secondly, it’s a bit more intimidating—
Ji Huang worked hard and spent nearly 50% of his family property to win over the Sifang Palace Master and a group of elders to get a seat; but Ye An only needed to please Her Majesty the Empress, without spending any money, and he also had a seat. , even sent by Qi Xi himself.
It was now clear who was the real boss.
Jiang Yi's slender eyes suddenly felt a little more like having fun.
"By the way, Your Majesty, what did the eldest young master of the Ji family say you agreed to?"
Ye An asked.
Qi Xi held his chin in his hand, remained silent for a while, and shook his head gently in front of everyone.
"I don't know, I forgot."
She said calmly: "I'm sorry to say that, maybe the environment was too noisy before, so I just dealt with it and didn't hear anything. You shouldn't care, right?"
This overflowing affection makes people jealous and sour.
Among them, Ji Huang's face was the most ugly.
Even the leader of the West Desert Palace, Chi Di, who supported Ji Huang, lost his anger and looked at Ji Huang with a slightly playful look in his eyes.
Before the war started, people were already killing people and killing people. This invisible blade was wielded by Ye An first and gained the upper hand.
"I don't care, I don't care."
Ye An stood up, cupped his hands and said, "The main problem is that I have delayed everyone's time and have been late for a long time. Please forgive me, Your Majesty, and all the senior palace masters."
But before the four palace masters and everyone below could speak, Qi Xi comforted him and said softly: "It's okay, I forgive you. Sit down and have a good rest and drink tea."
“…”
Everyone was silent for a moment, speechless to each other.
But their eyes fell on Ji Huang from time to time.
If we say that the witness of the bet that Ji Huang had previously proposed in public was an invisible sharp blade slashing at the dignity of the empress.
So now, this invisible sharp blade has been defused, and the broken blade even backfired on him.
No wonder Ji Huang's face was ashen.
Her Majesty the Empress' double-standard behavior was seen by everyone, but they all had a fun-seeking mentality.
"I don't have a teacup..."
Ye An murmured quietly, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
"Oh—right!"
Qi Xi clapped his hands gently as if on purpose, and his ethereal voice echoed in the vast hall.
"Yue'er, do you still have a teacup?"
The maid's mouth twitched slightly, she shook her head and said: "Your Majesty... no more."
That's fake.
However, we should do our best to cooperate with His Majesty's performance.
Qi Xi sighed heavily and whispered: "The Ji family is so big, but they don't even have extra teacups... Oh, by the way, most of the teacups have been pawned for money. It doesn't matter."
"You can just use my cup."
She slowly stretched out her soft and white jade hands, pushing the tea cup with her long fingers until it was pushed in front of Ye An.