Seeing those deep purple eyes, Wei Yang was also shocked.
Putting his surprise in her eyes, Zi Tong just said respectfully, "Master of the Palace, please use the soup!"
"Master, please don't be angry!" The two people at the foot of the steps had already stood up, and one of them shouted loudly, "Come here, drag this girl out who has blasphemed the master, dig out her eyes and burn her body!"
There was a soft sound of footsteps outside, and several temple warriors had already rushed in and strode up the steps.
"stop!"
Weiyang lazily spit out two words.
Hearing his voice, several temple warriors dared not move, but immediately stood there with their heads down, not daring to express their anger.
"What's your name?" Wei Yang sat up straight and looked at Zi Tong with an evil smile.
"To the Lord of the Palace, my name is Ying'er!"
"Ying'er?" Wei Yang chuckled, "What a good name."
"Your Majesty, the Lord of the Palace has given me a reward."
His gaze spread across the purple pupils from head to toe, and his eyes passed over her muddy ink boots. Wei Young raised her voice slightly, "Deacon Song, would you like to give this girl Ying'er to us?"
Downstairs, the two deacons were very happy when they heard this sentence.
For so many years, I have never heard of the palace master asking for a maid from any person in any palace. I didn't expect that this Ying'er would be able to catch the eyes of the palace master. The two deacons have been thinking about how to curry favor with Weiyang, and now they
How could the two of them refuse if they asked for someone on their own initiative?
"Everything in the world should be enjoyed by you. If you like it, just take it away!"
Deacon Song's tone was flattering, and his attitude seemed to indicate that not only did Wei Young want him to have a maid, but even if he wanted him to wash his wife and put her on his bed tonight, he would definitely do it.
"Then let's continue drinking!" Wei Yang lazily glanced at the soup in Zi Tong's hand, "Ying'er, give me a bowl of soup!"
The two deacons happily sat back down, waved gently, and signaled the temple warriors to go out. They looked at each other and saw the unconcealable joy in each other's eyes.
No one is allowed to peek into the true face of the Palace Master, otherwise it would be blasphemy.
They originally thought that Wei Yang would be furious if this girl dared to walk into the bead curtain.
Unexpectedly, Weiyang was not only not angry, but also took the initiative to ask for help. This was really a big surprise for the two of them.
Behind the bead curtain, Zi Tong curled her lips, put the soup in her hand on the table, took a bowl, filled a bowl and sent it to Wei Yang.
Weiyang didn't stretch out her hand, she just said two words softly.
"Feed me!"
Want her to feed him?!
This kid really likes to dream while awake!
Zi Tong felt contempt in her heart, but still smiled on her face. She took a spoonful of soup from the bowl, blew on it, then raised the spoon and stretched it towards him.
Weiyang smiled and opened her lips, but she suddenly retracted her arms, put the spoon into her mouth, and drank the soup inside.
Looking at her, Weiyang just smiled more and more enchantingly.
At this time, I heard soft footsteps and a guard walked into the hall door.
"Your Majesty, Lord of the Palace, outside the door, General Chen Chao of the Royal Forbidden Army is asking to see you!"
Hearing this, Zi Tong paused slightly while drinking the soup.
These guys didn’t even spare the temple space?!
Wei Yang glanced at Zi Tong lightly, "Let him come in!"
The guard went, and after a moment, he turned back and saw several people behind him.
The first one, about forty years old, with gleaming eyes, was wearing bright yellow gold armor, and the breastplate had a pattern of thorns representing the royal army.