If there was a fight, how could Dad be Yan Xiaoqing's opponent?
If I don't fight, I'm afraid these people will say that Dad is cowardly.
My palms were already sweating. Everyone was waiting for me to give the order, but the longer I hesitated, the worse the outcome would be.
Concubine Xian and Batuzi are in the same group. Because my favor disrupted their grand plan to dominate the government and the public, they felt resentful and wanted to use the topic to make amends for their father to make a fool of himself in front of the people of Xia.
The last time I knelt down in revenge for Xia Yan.
All the triggers are attributed to me. If there hadn't been that farce, maybe my father wouldn't be a target today, and he would be stabbed in the back again and again!
Xia Yan sat next to me and looked at me indifferently.
I looked at him with tears in my eyes.
Our eyes met, and I saw a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
He seemed to have known that something like this would happen, but he chose not to warn him.
"Your Majesty, I have retired for a long time. If Your Majesty wants to see me, I will definitely live up to Your Majesty's favor!" My father suddenly stood up and clenched his fists at his sides. When he was talking to me, he kept staring at Xia Yan.
It seems to be saying, don't be afraid, Dad will never let you be wronged, nor will anyone look down on you.
In order to gain some cover for his daughter, the father did not hesitate to drag a disabled leg and fight with another young man.
Without waiting for my answer, Yan Xiaoqing stood up from her seat, gracefully flicked her pleated robe, and looked back at me seductively with smiling eyes: "Since An Guogong is so generous, I shouldn't refuse anymore.
Got it!"
"Your Majesty, Duke An Guo is old, so you two can just compete!" I hurriedly leaned out half of my body to remind him.
Under the table, Xia Yan grabbed my hand and held it tightly, and whispered in my ear: "If you say another word, your father will not be as simple as competing with others!"
I looked at him puzzled.
Xia Yan calmly uttered four words: "Care leads to chaos!"
I lowered my tone and said word by word: "Let's discuss it, you two!"
After hearing what I said, Concubine Xian immediately chuckled, looked at Xia Yan with provocative eyes and said, "My sister's father is really brave!"
Xia Yan ignored her and focused on the food in front of him.
Your father is fighting with others, and your daughter is eating beside you? Is this ridiculous?
While I hated Xia Yan for not participating in the show, I held back the pain and high-fived: "Then let's get started!"
In order to facilitate the serving of food, the person who arranged the banquet deliberately left a wide avenue in the middle. Therefore, there was no need to choose another venue for the competition.
Yan Xiaoqing walked calmly from his seat to the open space, where his father stood face to face with him.
I could only see their profiles.
The father said: "I wonder if someone can lend me a sword!"
"Go on!" Di Qing stood up and threw the black iron sword hanging on his waist with great arrogance.
The sword weighed at least forty pounds. When I threw it into the air, I suddenly thought about it. If the person who threw the sword was Pang Xiu... I guess my father could skip this competition and go directly to the Taiyuan Hospital!
Pity……
After taking a breath, my father caught the heavy black iron sword accurately and handsomely.
Di Qing shook his shoulders, stroked his beard and said: "An Huaiyu, I didn't expect you to be lame in one leg, but you could still catch this sixty-pound dark iron sword! Di admires it, admires it!!"
The father smiled, pulled out the scabbard and exclaimed: "Good sword, good sword, Di Qing is such a good sword!"
