The remaining men in black walked around the water wall, spiritual power suddenly appeared in their hands, and they all rushed towards Feng Wanwan without any explanation.
In an instant, Feng Wanwan was seriously injured all over her body. She fell to the ground, vomited a mouthful of bright red, and fainted.
Looking at Feng Wanwan who was fainting, the men in black looked at each other and quickly left.
Regent's Palace.
Mo Ying quickly came to Jun Ruye's side and glanced at Feng Muqing.
"Tell me, there is nothing that Qingqing cannot listen to." Seeing this, Jun Ruye spoke directly.
Mo Ying was stunned, remembering his master's thoughts about the princess, and no longer avoided it, "Go back to the master, the matter has been settled."
"What's the matter?" Feng Muqing was confused.
"You forgot, Feng Wanwan." Jun Ruye reminded her.
Feng Muqing suddenly realized this and was suddenly curious. She looked at Mo Ying with burning eyes, "What have you done?"
Jun Ruye signaled Mo Ying to speak directly, and Mo Ying understood and explained the matter.
Qingshui Temple has been in a turmoil recently, and someone secretly found someone to let the news into Wang's ears, which led Wang to take Feng Wanwan to Qingshui Temple.
And their people were lurking on the only way to Qingshui Temple, and they would take action as soon as the carriage from the Prime Minister's Office arrived.
Wang and Feng Wanwan dreamed of marrying into Prince Ning's palace, so this was a good idea.
Feng Muqing smiled brightly and felt relaxed and happy.
"How is he?" she asked suddenly.
"Princess, don't worry, I spared her life."
Feng Muching smiled with satisfaction, looking at the handsome man in front of her with gratitude in her eyes.
I didn't hear any movement from Feng Wanwan and the Wang family after that, so I guess they were hiding in the house to recover from their injuries.
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle.
As the country with the most powerful military force, the Beiyi Kingdom naturally became the largest country in the Nebula Continent, and as Sikong Ruxuan was the emperor of the Beiyi Kingdom, his birthday was naturally extremely grand.
Kyoto begins to be decorated with festive red silks a few days in advance. The lanterns on the eaves of every house are all changed to red, and the whole country celebrates together.
In the past few days, envoys from various countries attending birthday banquets arrived at the post house one after another. Just in case, Jun Ruye secretly sent many people to keep an eye on these people.
Knowing that there are five thousand elite soldiers outside Sikong Ruxuan City, they cannot take it lightly.
Fengtian Hall.
Today is Sikong Ruxuan's birthday. The maids, eunuchs, and guards from the Fengtian Palace filed in. People carrying various dishes and wine bottles were walking in a hurry. It seemed chaotic but was orderly in the chaos.
When the auspicious time came, Sikong Ruxuan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat high on a dragon chair. The bright lights made the young emperor somewhat majestic.
Next to her is the queen in a bright yellow phoenix robe. The queen is dressed up for the occasion, with a smile on her face, gentle yet still bearing the demeanor of the mother of a country.
Yu Qingfeng was Nanyue's hostage, but he was still Nanyue's prince. He was seated at the front of the banquet, diagonally opposite where Jun Ruye and Feng Muqing were seated.
Seeing Feng Muqing, Yu Qingfeng smiled and nodded, as if saying hello, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.
He was always a hostage of another country and it was not easy for him to interact with these ministers, especially the regents and generals who held military power. Fortunately, Feng Muqing had dressed in men's clothes during the previous meetings, and there was a carriage in the first meeting to hide his identity.
Jun Ruye noticed the exchange of glances between the two of them and gave Yu Qingfeng a cold look. Yu Qingfeng noticed a chill coming over him and looked straight at him, gentle and elegant.
Jun Ruye snorted coldly and ignored it.
If it weren't for the wrong timing, he would have had a good fight with the Royal Prince.
Feng Muching noticed Feng Wanwan at a glance and was amazed.
She was so seriously injured and still able to participate in Sikong Ruxuan's birthday unharmed. Her physique is really strong and she can endure beatings, but if she is killed all of a sudden, she loses the fun.
Hundreds of officials from the Beiyi Kingdom were sitting at attention with their families, and the eunuch beside Sikong Ruxuan sang loudly with a high-pitched voice: "The auspicious time has come, please invite the envoys to the palace!"
Everyone looked at the gate of Fengtian Hall, and within a moment a group of envoys with different styles bent down to salute carrying birthday gifts.
"The country of Xilin would rather wish that the Emperor of Beiyi will live longer than Nanshan. This is the purple jade coral unique to Xilin, specially presented to the Emperor of Beiyi." A man in green bowed and saluted, and spoke politely.
Before he finished speaking, four big men behind him carefully carried a large object covered with red cloth.
When he got to the palace, Ning Zhi held a corner of the red cloth and pulled it open. A huge purple coral shone brightly, and there was a sound of inhalation.
The purple jade coral is about five feet high and six feet wide. The purple light shines even more brightly under the lights in the hall, making Feng Muqing's eyes hurt.
Feng Muching looked away, cursing in her heart that these people were staring intently, not afraid of blinding her.
"Thank you, envoy, please take your seat."
Sikong Ruxuan had a smile on his face, and after a group of people took their seats, the guards came forward and moved the purple jade coral away.
"Duan Muyun of Dongxia Kingdom and his sister Duanmu Xun congratulate the Emperor of Beiyi..."
"Zhong Aoguo Fu Zhenhai congratulates the Emperor of Beiyi..."
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Half an hour later, a group of great powers came into the palace to present gifts and congratulate Sikong Ruxuan. They were filled with envy as they watched many precious jewels and rare items being carried in and out.
I didn’t expect that Sikong Ruxuan would receive so many valuable things on his birthday. Do you want to go to the warehouse tonight?
Building the Shadowless Pavilion requires a lot of money. Anyway, Sikong Ruxuan is not a very good person, so taking it would be a way to vent Jun Ruye's bad temper.
After making up her mind, Feng Muqing was in a very good mood. Even Jun Ruye beside her noticed her good mood and didn't know what she was thinking about being so happy.
"Prince Nanyue Yu Qingliu and Princess Qingtang sincerely wish the Emperor Beiyi to take control of the throne as soon as possible." He then waved, and a follower behind him stepped forward to open the box in his hand, and a scent of medicine suddenly spread throughout the Fengtian Hall.
When this medicinal fragrance entered her nose, her whole body immediately felt relaxed, as if she had been cleansed. Feng Muqing's eyes lit up.
It turned out to be a fourth-grade Ningbi Dan!
Alchemists are rare in this continent, and there are even fewer who can refine fourth-grade elixirs.
Everyone present recognized the elixir and stared at the small pill in the brocade box with shock on their faces.
"Fourth Grade Ningbi Pill!" Sikong Ruxuan exclaimed, staring at the brocade box with burning eyes. This was the best birthday gift he had ever received.
Only Jun Ruye glanced at the pill indifferently, looking calm and calm from beginning to end.
Fourth-grade Ningbi Pill, I really don’t know what conspiracy is hidden behind this fourth-grade Ningbi Pill.
The Nanyue Kingdom is very ambitious. If the Murong clan hadn't suppressed them in the south, they would have raised troops to invade the Northern Yi. How could they have given away such a precious elixir as a birthday gift?
To be worthy of such a big deal, I'm afraid the plot is not small.
Sikong Ruxuan didn't have the slightest sense of vigilance, his eyes were shining, and he wanted to swallow the Ningbi Pill right away.
"How did he become the emperor in the first place?" Feng Muqing touched Jun Ruye with her elbow and asked in a low voice.
A fourth-grade elixir made him unable to move his eyes away. How did he sit firmly on the dragon throne with such an unseen appearance?
"Ordained by the late emperor."
Feng Muqing clicked her tongue. This chapter has been completed!