I don’t know if the late emperor had something wrong with his eyesight. Why did he choose such a guy to be the emperor? He was not afraid of losing the country.
Suddenly, she had an idea.
I am afraid that the late emperor had known for a long time that Sikong Ruxuan was not able to bear the heavy responsibility, so he asked Jun Ruye to do his best to protect the country. No wonder he was given such a great privilege, the regent of one person and more than ten thousand people.
"The other sons of the late emperor can't even compare to this?"
Jun Ruye was silent for a moment, "There is one, but the birth mother's status is low, so she doesn't have much presence."
Feng Muqing understood that the late emperor must have disliked his son's poor background and didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't think that after his death, his son would still be a bit human.
Everyone's thoughts were all attracted by the Ningbi Dan brought by Yu Qingliu. Except for Yu Qingfeng who was diagonally opposite, no one noticed the whispers between the two.
"The Lord of Nanyue is interested. I like this gift very much. Come and take a seat." Sikong Ruxuan expressed joy.
The fourth-grade Ningbi Pill was sent out like this, and Yu Qingliu didn't even blink. Feng Muqing always felt that this was not an easy matter.
Yu Qingliu and his entourage took their seats, and there was singing and dancing in the palace. Cups were pushed and cups were exchanged, and glasses of wine were exchanged among each other.
Feng Muqing secretly glanced around the hall and couldn't help but be more vigilant. She remembered Jun Ruye said that Sikong Ruxuan would take this opportunity to take action.
There are only a few places in the entire palace where people can hide, but there are no traces of people. What is going on?
On the willow branches above the moon, I have been drinking for three rounds.
Bang——
The wine glass fell to the ground, and the fine white porcelain shattered into pieces. The sudden harsh sound made everyone in the hall immediately fall silent.
Looking around, the wine glass in Sikong Ruxuan's hand fell to the ground.
What should I do if I witness the emperor’s embarrassment?
Naturally, he pretended not to know anything.
Everyone lowered their heads, pretending not to see anything, but Sikong Ruxuan smiled heartily, "It's my fault, my hands were slippery and I couldn't hold it steady."
He glanced around with the corner of his eye, and when he saw the wind was calm, his heart suddenly sank, but he had to put a decent smile on his face.
What's going on? Why is there no movement? Where are the people?
Seeing that he had easily uncovered the matter, everyone descended down the slope as if nothing had happened.
Suddenly, Yu Qingliu stood up, clasped his fists at Sikong Ruxuan, who was sitting in the seat, and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Princess Qingtang of our country is very skilled in martial arts. She would like to compete with your country's noble daughter, and she can also add to the fun of today's birthday banquet. I don't know, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
how about?"
Dance competition?
The noble daughter of his Beiyi Kingdom has been practicing music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and her dancing skills are not a problem.
Thinking of this, Sikong Ruxuan waved his hand and said very proudly: "That's right, I wonder which noble girl from Beiyi family is willing to compete with Princess Qingtang?"
Only then did everyone turn their attention to the woman beside Yu Qingliu. Her face was covered with white gauze, and she was sitting dignifiedly beside Yu Qingliu. Dressed in blue, she looked even more gentle and demure.
Just now, everyone was attracted by the fourth-grade Ningbi Pill and did not even notice Princess Qingtang next to Yu Qingliu.
"Your Majesty, your servant Feng Wanwan is willing to compete."
Hearing Sikong Ruxuan opened his mouth, Feng Wanwan quickly seized the opportunity. Her dancing skills were among the best in the entire Beiyi, and she would definitely come out on top.
Ever since her battle with Feng Muqing at Wanhua Terrace, Feng Muqing's popularity had overtaken her, and her entry into Prince Ning's Mansion was far away.
If I win over Princess Qingtang and gain Sikong Ruxuan's favor today, I'm sure I can get a royal edict for marriage.
Sikong Ruxuan knew Feng Wanwan's strength, so he felt relieved and waved his hand, "It's accurate."
After finishing his words, Yu Qingtang stood up slowly, tiptoeing a little, standing in the hall like a flying butterfly. A blue light flashed in his hand, and a delicate and cold phoenix sword suddenly appeared.
All the officials of Beiyi Kingdom were shocked and looked at Yu Qingliu in disbelief.
This Prince Nanyue is not a good person.
Sikong Ruxuan frowned and looked at Yu Qingliu, "Prince Nanyue, isn't it a dance competition? What do you mean?"
When Yu Qingliu heard this, he immediately reacted and was overjoyed. It turned out that the Emperor of Beiyi had heard it wrong. God helped me.
He raised his lips and smiled, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Beiyi is joking. This martial arts is not the other's dance. From the beginning to the end, I am talking about the skills of fists and kicks. If this Miss Feng is defeated, I can replace it with another noble lady."
Yu Qingliu has said all the good things about him, and Sikong Ruxuan can't retreat even if he has a bad face. He has also heard about Feng Wanwan's cultivation. If he can't defeat her, then I'm afraid there won't be anyone in the entire capital who can compete with Yu Qingtang.
A noble lady competing against each other.
Yu Qingliu glanced at Jun Ruye specifically and couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Jun Ruye was only talking and laughing with the half-masked woman next to him.
If the Beiyi were without Jun Ruye, Nanyue's cavalry would surely be able to crush the entire Beiyi with ease.
Sikong Ruxuan has been dissatisfied with Jun Ruye for a long time, and has secretly done a lot of dirty tricks. This is a God-given opportunity. As long as Jun Ruye and Sikong Ruxuan fight to the death, Nan Yue will benefit.
In order to impress Sikong Ruxuan at this banquet, he checked all the information about the noble girl from Beiyi.
Only Murong Pingting has the highest cultivation level in the entire Beiyi. However, she is in Tianfu Academy and has no time to attend to this birthday banquet.
The person here is the showy Feng Wanwan, who has a second-level cultivation base and fire spirit root, and can be regarded as a genius, but it is a pity that she met Yu Qingtang.
As for other people, they can't get on the stage.
"I have my best words, Miss Feng, go ahead." Sikong Ruxuan was forced to have no choice but to bite the bullet and let Feng Wanwan come in.
Feng Wanwan came to the palace, and Yu Qingtang glanced at her with calm eyes.
"please."
The cold voice made Feng Wanwan tremble all over, and then her face became heavy.
This calm Princess Qingtang is above her in cultivation!
Feng Wanwan was in a dilemma, so she directly activated her fire spiritual power, and with a move of Nine Suns, she went straight towards Yu Qingtang.
Feeling the scorching fire spiritual power, Yu Qingtang raised his eyes slightly, swung the sword in his hand casually, and faced an ice-blue sword energy head-on.
When the two forces met, the sword energy suddenly swallowed up the fireball. The nine rounds of fireballs slowly turned into ice when they encountered the sword energy, hanging in mid-air without making any progress.
With just one move, all the officials understood that Yu Qingtang's strength was superior to Feng Wanwan's.
As the head of the hundred officials, Feng Tianling was the first to understand that Yu Qingliu's move was a blatant provocation. This person was simply looking for trouble.
This comes prepared.
Feng Muqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Qingliu with admiration.
The first words he said when he stepped into Fengtian Palace were to drive a wedge between Sikong Ruxuan and Jun Ruye. Although the relationship between the two of them did not require a rift, this was a good move.
Subconsciously, Feng Muqing turned to look at Yu Qingfeng, not knowing whether he knew about Nan Yue's move.
Feeling the eyes falling on her, Yu Qingfeng looked around and saw Feng Muching. She pursed her lips and smiled, still feeling like a spring breeze.
Feng Muching smiled apologetically and immediately turned her gaze to Yu Qingtang and Feng Wanwan.
"These things have nothing to do with you and me. Just look at them and don't think about those things that are there or not." This chapter has been completed!