444: Great Demon King, Little Master thinks you're driving, and I'm eighty percent sure of it.
The Regent cut in, and the sovereign and his ministers, who had been preparing to reprimand Su Qiao, all fell silent.
The two guards who had been about to seize Su Qiao silently retreated behind the pillars.
Although the Emperor was already eighteen, who in Eastern Yue didn't know that Prince Jing, the Regent, held the greatest power?
Emperor Ye Beiyao's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Imperial Uncle..." This woman was often crazy and erratic. How could anyone take her words seriously?
Ye Jinghua cast him a cool glance. "What's the harm in listening? Does the Emperor not want to know what this pill... what these Black Pills are actually useful for?"
What Longevity Pill?
Heh. If such a thing had really existed, there probably wouldn't have been that royal family struggle six years ago.
And he wouldn't be sitting here now. He would be on the battlefields of the northwest.
The Emperor lowered his eyes slightly, concealing a trace of resentment. "As Imperial Uncle said, I really do want to know."
Empress Su Yue still wanted to say something, but after taking one last look at Ye Jinghua, she could only shut her mouth unwillingly.
She shot Su Qiao a secret glare, warning her not to speak nonsense.
When Ye Jinghua's gaze met the little girl opposite him, the smile at the corners of his lips rose again. "Tell us all about it. If you explain it well, this prince will reward you with a roast chicken."
"Really?"
Su Qiao ignored everyone else. She licked her fingers and gazed at Ye Jinghua with a hint of greed.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she didn't want to eat a roast chicken, but the