Chapter 112: Annoyed

The topic changed quickly, so fast that Xia Yi didn't have time to think.

"At the beginning, you were among 10,000 people, and you captured Tuoba Jian alive on a single horse, and you decided the battle in a battle, and promoted the majesty of my Great Shang Dynasty, with your merits, eating a grain of grapes in the northwest is not a great thing. Emperor Shang's tone was full of remembrance, and looking at the trance-like expression, he seemed to be recalling the passion of the Great War.

After a while, Emperor Shang came back to his senses and saw that Xia Yi was still standing in place and did not move, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face: "When you are older, you are a little powerless, and you will always recall the past for no reason, and I actually forgot you here." Sit, sit down and talk. ”

While speaking, the eunuch waiting in the room brought a chair, put it in front of the couch, and respectfully invited Xia Yi to sit down.

Xia Yi sat on the chair and felt the cool bamboo under his legs, and the whole person seemed to be a little more energetic and alert.

"Your Majesty's immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever, and longevity will be with heaven. Xia Yi bowed and said an auspicious word in his memory. Although I don't know the rules and taboos of the Great Shang Dynasty, this kind of talk must be welcome.

Emperor Shang sat on the couch and paused, and the whole person looked at Xia Yi as if he was stunned.

Xia Yi was stunned and didn't know what was going on, thinking that there was nothing wrong with these two auspicious words. But soon he realized that the 'Xia Junzi' he is playing now is not a sycophant person, even if he has established an immortal meritorious service, in the face of Emperor Shang's reward, he smiled and declined, and he has no love for stacks, such a chic character will never be a sycophant - even if he is facing an emperor.

And his two sentences are full of sycophancy.

realized that he had made a big mistake, but Xia Yi was stunned, but he didn't think that he had done anything wrong.

'Xia Junzi' is 'Xia Junzi', I am me!

Xia Yi is like a gambling child, constantly competing with his awkwardness and hypocrisy in his heart.

"Hehe, I seem to be in a trance today, as if I heard something I'll never hear. After a long time, Emperor Shang let out a sigh, as if he was relieved and regretful, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

Emperor Shang leaned back on the long couch, his hands resting on the soft cushions, and his eyes stared at Xia Yi carefully, as if he wanted to see through the person in front of him.

Xia Yi was stared at by Emperor Shang's eyes, and gradually felt a strong pressure coming towards him, and those eyes seemed to have infinite pressure coming, making his breathing become heavy, and cold sweat slowly oozed from his body.

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the irresistible imperial power makes his heart beat faster and faster, but he can't breathe no matter what.

Xia Yi opened his eyes vigorously, the huge pressure made his eyes bulge, his face turned red, and his expression gradually became hideous. He felt that he was about to lose his support, and the 'spirit seed' of the galaxy state in his body began to spin wildly, and the tips of his fingers faintly stretched out a faintly invisible red silk thread.

At this moment, Emperor Shang took a deep breath, Xia Yi felt the pressure around him empty, and immediately took a big breath, while covering his action of retracting the red silk thread.

If the pressure lasted for a few more seconds, Xia Yi would have to resort to 'Heaven and Man Descent' to help him escape from the coercion of Emperor Shang.

"I'm really getting older, and I actually forgot that your 'martial spirit' was lost, and my realm plummeted, and now I'm just a third-grade martial artist. Emperor Shang told his own wrongs, and it seemed that he had inadvertently failed to control his momentum, which brought huge pressure to Xia Yi.

Xia Yi took a quick deep breath to calm his pain and emotions, paused, and replied respectfully: "Please also ask Your Majesty to pay more attention to your body." ”

Emperor Shang didn't laugh again this time, but laughed out loud: "I'm really a little unaccustomed to looking at you like this." ”

Xia Yi smiled, stubbornly rejected 'Xia Junzi', and tried to be 'true self' without making any excuses.

Emperor Shang twisted a grape and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, but his eyes stared directly at Xia Yi, giving people the feeling that it was not a grape in his mouth, but Xia Yi.

"By the way, I was suddenly curious about one thing. Emperor Shang spat out the kernels and grape skins in his mouth, and shouted as if he had suddenly thought of something very important.

Xia Yi asked with some curiosity, "What is Your Majesty curious about?"

Emperor Shang asked Xia Yi with a smile: "What level of 'Martial Spirit' did you find this time?"

Xia Yi was stunned for a moment, and was about to blurt out an answer, when he suddenly thought of something, and cold sweat on his forehead suddenly broke out.

"I, I haven't found a suitable 'martial spirit' yet. Xia Yi stammered back.

Emperor Shang was stunned for a moment, and did not expect Xia Yi's answer: "There is no 'martial spirit', then how did you cultivate to the three-rank realm?"

After subconsciously saying the words, realizing that this matter was not simple, Emperor Shang's eyes instantly became sharp, and he stared at Xia Yi motionlessly.

The familiar pressure returned, weighing heavily on Xia Yi's body.

Xia Yiqiang endured a huge sense of oppression, and after thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I am cultivating according to the secret book left by my ancestors. ”

"The secret book left by the ancestors?" Emperor Shang was stunned for a moment, pondering the true extent of this matter in his heart, and the imperial power on his body unconsciously dispersed.

Saved again, Xia Yi hurriedly took a deep breath to recover his energy, but he felt a chill behind him, and the lining of his back was wet with cold sweat.

The huge pressure made Xia Yi a little flustered, but Emperor Shang frequently used this kind of coercive means to deal with himself, which made Xia Yi very annoyed in his heart, and gradually, his awe of Emperor Shang became less and less, and the resentment in his heart became more and more.

Since he was a child, he lived in a different environment, and in the face of oppression, Xia Yi no longer blindly feared and obeyed, but gave birth to the mind of resistance.

The prince will have a kind of Xiangning!

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

Lao Tzu put down his body and patted your ass, but you bullied Lao Tzu again and again, do you really want to put on a face for you like 'Xia Junzi', are you happy in your heart?

Thinking of this, Xia Yi got rid of those chaotic thoughts before entering the palace, at this time, his eyes were clear, his mind was quick, and even the backbone of the sitting slowly stood up.

Xia Yi raised his head and slowly looked at Emperor Shang on the long couch, a self-deprecating and mocking smile appeared on his face, and no one could see through the meaning of his smile.

Emperor Shang was slightly stunned when he saw Xia Yi as if he had changed a person, and after a while, he came back to his senses.

"In your bones, you are still the 'Xia Junzi'. ”