I rode in the carriage, while you led the horse.
That was the perfect picture of Zi Shou and Ji Chang.
Ji Chang must have been born under the sign of the turtle-he really could endure anything. He wore a genial smile the whole way, without a trace of resentment.
Zi Shou did not care either. Once news of the rebellion arrived, this fellow would certainly step forward and start running his mouth.
He had kept the news from the Eastern Yi and Baiyue tightly under wraps. Even Grand Tutor Wen knew nothing about it, so there was no chance of some court minister flying into a righteous rage and putting down the rebellions. His plan was rock solid.
As he thought, Zi Shou's mind drifted to Daji's tail. Fluffy and exquisite, white as snow, and wonderfully silky-if she spread out all nine tails, he could even use them as a quilt.
He had already been working very hard at it. Who knew when Daji would finally give him a child?
Surely there was no such thing as reproductive isolation in the world of Investiture of the Gods?
Failing that, Long Ji could definitely bear children. Even the Heavenly Emperor's sister could have children with a mortal, so his daughter surely could too.
Once he had a child, things would be easy.
Zi Shou had already given up on Yin Jiao and Yin Hong. Grand Tutor Wen had raised those two, and there was no bending them crooked. Only Yin Hong showed a little harmless mischief.
Foolishness had to begin with a brat. He needed to raise a spoiled wastrel from childhood.
Zi Shou looked at Su Hu. A hint of weariness showed on Su Hu's face. Everything that had happened today must have left even a vassal lord related