The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

 “Chaochao wants to draw his sword.” His voice was soft and waxy, but his tone was extremely confident.

Zhongyong Hou was sitting on the outermost edge and could not help but sneer at this moment.

 “Nonsense.”

“Your Majesty, no matter how much you favor Princess Zhaoyang, you cannot let her do whatever she wants.”

"A child less than two years old is not as tall as a sword. How can she draw a sword? What a joke." Concubine Xiao chuckled.

"Father, she can draw a sword, and so can Yi Ning. Yi Ning is your own daughter. How can she not compare to her?" Princess Yi Ning leaned next to Concubine Xiao and spoke for her mother.

“Your Majesty, we cannot let her embarrass Beizhao.” Marquis Zhongyong stood up and replied.

All civil and military officials in the court stood up and said, "Your Majesty, you must not do this."

This is too ridiculous.

  It’s just child’s play.

　　【Humph, I am the only one in this world who can pull out the rising sun! ] Lu Chaochao put his hands on his hips, his face full of arrogance.

Xu was worried, but she didn't have time to stop it.

The prince then stepped forward and said, "Father, let Chao Chao give it a try."

The prince's determined tone made the emperor feel slightly reassured.

 He looked at Chaochao, who looked at him seriously.

The emperor knelt down and said: "Chaochao, then... the emperor father will leave the fate of Beizhao to you."

All the ministers stood up and knelt in front of the hall: "Your Majesty, the most precious treasure of Beizhao is related to the fate of Beizhao's country. How can it be such a child's play?"

“Your Majesty, I hope your Majesty will think twice!”

 There were people kneeling in front of the hall.

The old **** Protector of the Country was standing there. Lu Chaochao could even protect the fourth prince, so he was better than him anyway.

　　Even though the courtiers who were being debt-collected knew some of her secrets, they never thought that she could pull out the broken sword.

Even Beizhao and Xiyue were helpless with the broken sword.

 After all, she is less than two years old.

The emperor ignored the obstruction of the ministers and said: "In the last round, let my daughter, Princess Zhaoyang, play."

The Saint of Xiyue chuckled: "His Majesty Beizhao is indeed courageous."

Manchao Wenwu knelt on the ground, his mouth burning with anger.

The prince personally carried Lu Chao down the steps.

"Brother Taizhi, aren't you worried?" Lu Chaochao was surprised to see the smile on his lips, as if he was watching a good show.

The prince put her on the ground: "Chengxi, don't worry, Chao Chao you can do it."

In this world, you are the only one who can pull out the rising sun.

Lu Chaochao walked towards Chaoyang step by step, and the smiles on the faces of everyone in Xiyue could hardly be concealed.

　　Lost.

Beizhao has lost.

 What kind of waves can a two-year-old make?

"What a nonsense. Your Majesty loves Princess Zhaoyang too much. Lu Chaochao is not as good as Jing Yao..." Ms. Pei smiled, seeing Lu Chaochao making a fool of herself, she was happier than anyone else.

The words just fell.

 Sudden…

The ground suddenly shook violently, the table shook non-stop, and even the wine glass on the table fell to the ground.

 Drinks were spilled all over the floor.

Lu Chaochao held the hilt of the sword with both hands. Chaoyang Sword felt her breath, and his whole body was filled with an aura of anticipation.

 Her hands fell on the hilt of the sword, and she exerted only slight pressure...

 The remaining sword was gently pulled out.

The rusty sword shone brightly the moment she pulled it out, and the rust gradually faded away, revealing its original appearance.

 “Look!”

 “The broken sword is drawn out!”

“Oh my god, she actually pulled out the Chaoyang Sword!”

The Saint of Xiyue sat upright with a stern look on her face, and she had long lost the laziness she had just now.

"How...how could it be possible?" The saint's heart beat like thunder.

Looking at Lu Chaochao, he pulled out the Chaoyang Sword little by little. The golden sword made people dare not look directly at it.

 The pressure was shrouded, and almost everyone was suppressed by the sword energy of Chaoyang Sword.

 Where is the rusty broken sword!

That is a serious sword!

The whole body is covered with golden light, which is awe-inspiring.

"It's really a divine sword!" The sword energy soaring to the sky made countless people surrender to the ground.

Lu Chaochao burst into tears while holding the Chaoyang Sword: "Old friend, I found you..."

The arrogant Chaoyang Sword is as obedient as a child at the moment, making a series of buzzing sounds.

“Your Majesty, Princess Zhaoyang has drawn out the broken sword!”

 “No, no, no, it’s a divine sword, it’s a divine sword!” The Protector was overjoyed.

The fourth prince sat next to Concubine Xian: "Concubine, have you seen it? Princess Zhaoyang is far more powerful than we imagined."

Concubine Xian nodded happily.

Ever since the fourth prince stayed in the capital, she could always see that she, who was suffering from heart disease, was actually getting better.

 “The prince is blessed, he must take good care of the princess.” Concubine Xian is already a complete princess.

 “Good! Good! Good! Well done Zhaoyang!” The emperor clapped his hands and laughed.

When he saw the Western Vietnamese envoy, he felt frustrated, not to mention happy.

“Zhaoyang is indeed the heart of Beizhao, and the sun of Beizhao is also my pride!” The emperor made no secret of his love for Zhaoyang.

Lu Yuanze’s eyes widened even more.

"How could Chaochao do that? How could she pull out the sword?" Lu Yuanze's shock was beyond words.

It was like a stone that he despised suddenly turned into jade.

Concubine Xiao dug her nails deeply into her flesh, and the jealousy and resentment in her eyes almost turned into reality.

 The emperor personally went down the steps and picked up the emperor.

 “Chaochao will be my heart in Beizhao.”

All civil and military officials were kneeling on the ground: "The heart of Beizhao."

 “Beizhao’s heart.”

 “Beizhao’s heart.”

The crowd shouted loudly.

 The moment the Chaoyang Sword is drawn out, the energy of the sword fills the air and will protect the entire Beizhao.

Lu Chaochao held a long sword in his hand and said: "In the territory of Beizhao, evil spirits are forbidden."

 From today on, Beizhao will no longer be invaded by evil spirits.

 The Western Vietnamese envoy's face was ashen, and the maid looked at the saint frequently, looking anxious.

 They didn’t want to give the broken sword to Beizhao at all!

　　Ah, I lost my wife and lost my troops.

What's more, as the rust on the broken sword faded away and became majestic and sacred, they regretted it even more.

They never thought that someone in Beizhao could actually pull out the broken sword!

 The Saint of Western Vietnam looked ugly and her heart could not calm down for a long time.

 The smile on his face could hardly be held back.

 The emperor felt happy.

 So what if you have a divine sword?

I have a court meeting.

 “Chachao, the divine sword belongs to you.” The emperor said without hesitation.

"Your Majesty, you must not do it. Princess Zhaoyang is your Majesty's adopted daughter, and these divine swords naturally belong to the royal family." Mr. Jiang is now in the second rank and has a pivotal position in the court. Many people responded immediately.

The words just fell.

Chaoyang Sword actually flew out from Lu Chaochao's hand and headed straight towards Mr. Jiang.

Master Jiang exclaimed: "Ah!"

Hide next to the pillar beside you and narrowly avoid it.

Just a hint of sword energy left a heavy mark on the pillar.

Mr. Jiang fell to the ground, and the Chaoyang Sword was suspended in mid-air, with the tip pointed directly at Mr. Jiang.

 Everyone was frightened to see it.

 【Chaoyang is still as stingy as before...】

 Lu Chaochao spread his little hands in the air: "Chaoyang, come back."

Chaoyang reluctantly circled Master Jiang and returned to Lu Chaochao's hands.

 In her hands, it is particularly well-behaved.

When the Saint of Xiyue saw this scene, she was so heartbroken that she almost vomited blood.

“Holy girl, the sword is gone...” The maid was about to cry but had no tears.

 Chaoyang Sword, the Chaoyang has a spirit!

No one in the civil and military dynasties dared to oppose. (End of chapter)