"Yes! Protecting His Majesty is the lifelong wish of both my father and my father!" Wen Zuo was just a thirteen-year-old boy.
Although I usually meet a lot of people around Wen Wuhou.
But his temperament is still a bit simple.
In fact, this world is very simple.
How can there be such an obedient minister who would let the late emperor's daughter succeed him without a son
If it were any other world, they would have rebelled and changed their dynasties long ago.
"Then I will help you and make you a strong person in martial arts." Bai Sang put his hands on his back and raised his head slightly, showing his arrogance.
Wen Zuo was a little moved, and His Majesty said it himself.
He lowered his head and showed confusion on his face.
"If you don't agree, just pretend I didn't say anything, and I won't need your protection in the future." Bai Sang said deliberately.
It was also Wen Zuo who was too dumbfounded. Even after he said this, he didn't react at all.
In the plot, Wen Zuo died, and Wen Wuhou still had to plead guilty. Although he won the war, Wen Zuo's death caused a loss of 50,000 troops.
A normal person would never have thought of this. He would have been heartbroken over the death of his only son.
"I obey the order!" Wen Zuo knelt on the ground again.
Agree to Bai Sang's request.
Only then did Bai Sang smile cheerfully: "That's right. From now on, you stay with me. I will definitely make you a strong martial artist."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wen Zuo kowtowed again.
Bai Sang felt that his life span would be shortened a lot.
After she finished dealing with the villain, she turned around and wanted to go back.
He remembered that he had come through a dog hole, and now he was embarrassed to continue to do so in front of Wen Zuo.
I could only shout out in embarrassment.
A secret guard appeared on one knee in front of Bai Sang.
Wen Zuo saw that person's eyes widen.
Bai Sang saw his reaction in his eyes and chuckled: "I'm not lying to you. The people around me are very strong in martial arts. Anyone can teach you more than enough." After speaking, he leaned into Wen Zuo's ear: "Not yet. I’ll scold you.”
Wen Zuo immediately held his breath because of her approach, but he felt the heat in his ears, and his fair and handsome face turned a faint blush.
A bit at a loss.
But soon, Bai Sang left.
Take away the heat alone.
Wen Zuo lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists with both hands, not daring to spare a glance.
"Can you take me back?" Bai Sang looked at the secret guard and said.
The secret guard nodded lightly.
Then Bai Sang found himself flying.
"Take him with you too!"
Another secret guard appeared, grabbing Wen Zuo and following Bai Sang.
Bai Sang returned to the pavilion. She picked up the clothes that were thrown next to the dog hole and put them on again.
Wen Zuo lowered his head and did not dare to look.
Just as Marquis Wenwu came over there, the eunuch in charge came over and found that His Majesty's clothes were dirty and his hair was messy.
Also standing next to him was Wen Zuo, the legitimate son of Marquis Wen Wu.
His face was shocked and he didn't know what happened.
"I... I'll go and sort it out first. You wait here." Bai Sang almost collapsed.
You can call me whatever you want in front of Wen Zuo, but you have to call me in front of others.
"Yes." Wen Zuo didn't dare to say anything.
Bai Sang felt that he was too low-brow to please the eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable.
Now that there are other people around, it’s hard to say anything.
We can only wait until no one is around to correct this matter.
Bai Sang changed her clothes and her hair was neat again.
Because she wore a crown on her head, her hair was all combed up.
Wen Zuo felt respectful when he saw Bai Sang looking like this.
He quickly followed his father beside him and knelt on the ground.
"Get up." Bai Sang shouted quickly when he saw the person was about to kneel down.
The Wen family's father and son quickly stood up from their knees.
(End of chapter)