32 Duke Tian Dong motives (2/2)
After he explained, Zhu Yinbing giggles and says.
”Tian Xiang, That's mean if you choose someone else to be your empress you would already wear a big green hat!”
The Emperor sweat profusely after he heard that.
[WTF!? Did I just avoid wearing a green hat by choosing this savage woman sworn sister as my wife!?] The Emperor can only think about it didn't dare to say it out loud.
Zhu Wushang chuckle and says.
”It just my theory be I think we can come up with his former motive.”
”Former?” Repeated Tian Xue'er to Zhu Wushang explanation.
”Yes, Mother-in-law; {former}, Because he already has a new target which should probably be my blood.”
Tian Xue'er quickly refuted.
”But that's not making any sense! Duke Tian Dong use the plan to faked his death a lot of his supporters surrendered themselves, and he even plans to kill… you…” His mother-in-law slowed her rebuttal before stopped it entirely as she thought of something.
”Wait… does this means…” She looked at Zhu Wushang and then her husband in disbelief, her face pale.
”This is why I like talking with smart people. Yes! Mother-in-law He already achieved his goal that's why he tried to kill me to prevent others from getting their hands on the Origin God Blood. This comes to my question, Did anyone outside of your family got my blood?” As the last sentence is out from Zhu Wushang mouth. Both Emperor and Empress stood up.
The Emperor didn't say anything but look at Zhu Wushang in gratitude before quickly go out with Zhu Yinbing sho's nodded at him with a proud smile before following the emperor to protect him.
”Thank you Shang'er” His mother-in-law thanked him before quickly followed her husband.
Zhu Wushang looked at his wife who smiling at him in gratitude.
”Quickly follow and help them, I can't follow you, need to prepare a backup plan here.”
Tian Xiulan hugged Zhu Wushang as she says in gratitude.
”Thank you, Husband.” Zhu Wushang only nodded in response and pat her head before she follows her parent out of the room.
After Everyone goes out he looking back at the half finish formation plate on his workbench. He returns to his workbench and continues his work where he left off.
The sound of metal friction softly resounds within the sealed room. An hour has passed, and the formation inscription on the formation plate has finished.
Two of the formation had made to looks like its come from an unknown ancient civilization that has unknown language written on it, a blue light shone on the characters of the two ancient-like plate but the last one just like a regular low-grade formation plate that didn't have any noticeable feature.