Since envoy Qiu Di has brought the greatest sincerity, Da Hui will naturally not neglect him easily.
From arranging for people to take a group of envoys to visit the capital, where they had everything to eat, drink and have fun, to inviting them to visit the Dahui Palace and view all the rare treasures, these few days were extremely rich.
It was not until the envoy of Dahui formally made a request to bring King Qiudi, hoping that the two countries could realize border trade, that this "ordinary visit" was transferred from daily exchanges to "chapel discussion".
Dahui Palace, Fengyi Palace, in front of the dressing table.
Murong Qingwan looked at the face in the bronze mirror, slowly put down the comb in her hand, and stood up, "Zisu, I want to go out for a walk."
"Then slave girl, please go with me." Zi Su smiled slightly and was about to step forward to help her.
However, just when she was about to hold Murong Qingwan's finger, Murong Qingwan moved slightly and withdrew her hand.
She has always trusted this smart girl who has been with her for many years, but today...
Narrowing her eyes, Murong Qingwan smiled and shook her head, "No need, help me pack these things. I can just walk around as I please."
"Yes." Although she still wanted to follow, but seeing Murong Qingwan's resolute attitude, Zisu finally nodded gently and responded obediently, "Then please don't go too far, if anything happens, send someone to call the slave.
that is."
"Don't worry." Murong Qingwan smiled slightly, stood up and left Fengyi Palace.
Fengyi Palace is the residence of the empress. It was originally supposed to be located in the center of the harem. However, when Concubine Xie entered the palace, in order to allow her to be closer to the Queen Mother, Murong Qingwan took the initiative to give up the original Fengyi Palace.
came out.
Although Chu Wei felt sorry for Murong Qingwan's actions, he had no choice but to accept the situation at that time, but he could no longer give in to the words Fengyi Palace.
Therefore, Fengyi Palace has now become a relatively remote place in the harem. In addition, the empress is a quiet person by nature. Except for the concubines who come to pay their respects during daily routines, no one disturbs her at will.
Coming out of Fengyi Palace, Murong Qingwan looked behind her, turned and turned into a small road. At the end of the small road, there was a dilapidated palace that had not been repaired for a long time and even had no plaque.
After standing at the entrance of the palace for a while, Murong Qingwan narrowed her eyes, exhaled softly, and pushed open the heavy vermilion door with peeling paint.
Following Murong Qingwan's movements, a "creaking" sound sounded like sawing wood.
When Murong Qingwan entered, a brisk figure quickly ran out from inside and plunged into her arms, "Aunt Princess! I knew you would come!"
"You..." They were hit so unexpectedly that both of them almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Murong Qingwan's quick eyesight and quick hands grabbed the girl's body, and the two of them survived.
Looking at the girl in front of her who had her head buried in her arms, Murong Qingwan's eyes changed and she patted her shoulder gently, "Princess, get up. I told you that I am not your aunt."
"Yes, you are!" The girl shook her head and refused to get up. "If you are not my aunt, why did you come to me?"
Murong Qingwan was startled, took a deep breath and said, "I just don't want you to misunderstand. Don't say these words again in the future. I will send someone to send you back."
"No misunderstanding!" However, what Murong Qingwan didn't expect was that the girl who looked pitiful just now suddenly raised her head, with a hint of success in her face, "I said I won't admit my mistake, you are obviously
My aunt!"
After saying that, the girl proudly raised the thing in her hand and said, "If you weren't my aunt, how could this Maurya Stone turn into this!"
Looking at the thing in the girl's hand, Murong Qingwan's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously touched her arms. The place that she had kept well before was now empty.
"Aunt, you remembered, right?" Just when Murong Qingwan was still thinking about how this thing suddenly ran into the opponent's hands, Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly raised the corners of her lips and hugged Murong Qingwan again, "
I knew you could remember it! Auntie, please come back to Qiudi with us, my father misses you very much!"
After another contact, Murong Qingwan was no longer as unprepared as she was at first, but this time... she was really at a loss.
This face looks exactly like mine...
Her memory that disappeared for eight years...
Obviously her parents are not named Murong, but she has the surname Murong...
And when she dropped the blood on it at midnight, she saw with her own eyes the Peacock King Stone that became colorful...
All this told her that this little girl was not lying.
Her identity may really be the aunt she calls her.
She is not a citizen of Dahui, she is a descendant of Qiu Di.
Looking at the free blue clouds in the sky, Murong Qingwan's mind suddenly flashed across the desert sky.
There, the world is not peaceful. From time to time, the sound of horse hooves and neighing sounds can be heard from all around. You can always hear crisp and loud singing in your ears.
The hustle and bustle there is completely different from here.
But when I think about it, I feel a unique kindness.
But here...
Taking a deep breath, Murong Qingwan was about to push the girl away from her arms when suddenly there was a sound of guards calling from outside, and then a large group of people broke into the door without any warning.
"The Queen?" Seeing her here, the guards seemed a little surprised.
"Why are you making such a fuss?" Seeing the guards surrounding her, Murong Qingwan frowned slightly, and a bad premonition came over her heart, "How can the palace be so noisy?"
But the leading guard only glanced at Zhang Qingjiu indifferently, and then lowered his eyes, "The Queen, a valuable red coral bracelet was lost in the palace of the Imperial Concubine, and my subordinates are helping to find it."
"Did you find this palace's head?" Murong Qingwan narrowed her eyes, her face a bit colder.
After all, he has lived in the harem for a long time, and no matter how gentle he is, he still has the aura of calmness and authority.
The guard took a step back, but soon, he stepped forward again, "Of course I don't dare to doubt the empress, but it seems that this little princess Qiu Di shouldn't be here today, right? Please cooperate with me, little princess."
search."
After saying that, he made a gesture to the people around him, intending to go directly to get them.
Murong Qingwan's expression suddenly changed, and she grabbed Murong Xiaoxiao, "I am here, who of you dares to touch her!"
At the same time, the little girl who was trembling with fear suddenly exclaimed, "Aunt Princess, save me!"
For a moment, everything was silent.
The biggest news of the Dahui Palace today is not that the imperial concubine lost her coral bracelet; nor that envoy Qiu Di made a request for trade.
Instead, Queen Dahui, who has lived in the harem for twenty years, is actually the eldest princess of Qiudi Kingdom.
Immediately afterwards, with the confession of her personal maid, everyone discovered that this amiable and amiable civilian queen had actually collaborated with the enemy and treason.