Chapter 27 A Pig "Hey," Nalan Zhijin stopped talking, and Nalan Zhenqi went back to the house to rest.
Xiao Yan sighed deeply, and there was always an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if she and Mu Yifeng would be constantly involved in the future.
The next day, Jing Yirong didn't mention anything about Xiao Yan chasing the man in black, as if it had never happened. Nalan Qingyi went to the court early in the morning and heard that he was the eldest prince of the underworld.
Came with the messenger.
Jing Yirong was not interested in this matter at all. It was really rare and too hypocritical for two countries that wanted to annex each other to maintain superficial harmony.
The four of them were in the small courtyard, some practicing martial arts, some playing chess, and some in a daze, each passing the time.
After Nalan Qingyi went down to court, he returned to the small courtyard. The difference from usual days was that today he did not have the gentle smile of the past, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"What happened?" Jing Yirong asked intuitively, knowing that Nalan Qingyi would never show displeasure in front of him easily.
Nalan Qingyi sat down opposite Jing Yirong, "Today the messenger from the Kingdom of Hades and the eldest prince came to the court to make peace."
"Isn't it what you want?" Jing Yirong took a sip of tea.
Nalan Qingyi sighed, "I hope for reconciliation, but Yubu actually wants to settle the matter with a marriage, and they also hope that Xinyu will make the marriage."
"A princess matches a prince, a perfect match."
"But the other party's eldest prince is already 45 years old, and he is only 2 years younger than his father. When I saw him in the court today, he was simply a rat and a snake. How could he be worthy of not Xinyu?"
"Yu Bu doesn't have any other princes?"
"There is another one, Yu Bu's crown prince, who is only ten years old."
Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows, "It should be Xinyu's fate that Nalan Zhenhai agrees?"
"My father didn't agree with it at first, but Yubu's envoy actually said that Yubu was willing to use ten cities as a bride price to express the conditions for their peace. After hearing this, my father did not say either agreement or objection, only
Think about it." Nalan Qingyi was helpless, "I just don't understand why women are sacrificed between two countries. It is clearly said that men will defend the country, but in the end, women's happiness must be sacrificed."
Jing Yirong chuckled, "You are quite aware."
"It's useless for me to be conscious. My second brother insists on persuading my father to agree to this marriage. I'm afraid that my father will be persuaded." Nalan Qingyi hopes for peace, but doesn't want it to be based on the pain of his heart.
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Jing Yirong snorted softly, he was the one who said he refused the envoy to enter the palace, and he was the one who said he wanted to get married today. He was indeed a bitch.
Nalan Qingyi spoke again, "My father told me to let Messenger Yubu and the eldest prince live in the palace for a while to see if Xinyu will also fall in love with the eldest prince. If so, it will be the best of both worlds."
"Nalan Zhenhai has always known that his daughter likes Yu Yingxuan, so why does he want her to fall in love with another person now? What about Pang Ai's daughter? When faced with the country, he still chooses the country." Jing Yirong
His tone was cold, and the most shameful person was the person who traded his daughter for the city.
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong's profile and said in a softer tone, "There are also people who are willing to give up their country just for the love in their heart."
"Don't say that person is you." Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi, "A real man shouldn't give up anything. He can win everything from his country to his beauty. Okay, if you came here because of Xin Yu, now
Just go back, I don't have the time to worry about her."
"Tonight, my father has hosted a banquet to welcome the eldest prince Yubu and his envoy." Nalan Qingyi explained the purpose of his visit.
Jing Yirong nodded, "I understand."
Jing Yirong was dressed in white plain clothes, with no makeup on her face. She sat in front of the bronze mirror and asked, "Xiao Yan, how do you feel about this outfit?"
"The Crown Princess's appearance is unparalleled in the world, so she looks beautiful in any clothes. However, although this outfit is pure and beautiful, it looks a bit plain, just like..."
"Going to a funeral?" Jing Yirong accepted Xiao Yan's words with a smile, and Xiao Yan nodded in the bronze mirror, "Xiao Yan, your feeling is right, we are just going to go to the funeral, Xinyu is going to marry a 45-year-old man, why not
Is death still uncomfortable? I dressed up according to her mood and grieved for her in advance."
Xiao Yan shook her head, "I don't understand the Crown Princess's intentions."
"It's nothing, I just want to make things difficult for everyone." Jing Yirong put a magnolia hairpin on her head and stood up, "Let's go."
Nalan Qingyi hesitated to speak after seeing Jing Yirong's makeup, and finally did not speak. When the two arrived at the banquet, the Yubu envoy and the eldest prince were already sitting at the table.
The two of them saluted Nalan Zhenhai, who waved away, but his eyes froze when he saw Jing Yirong.
When Bu Xitao, the eldest prince of Yubu, picked up a piece of meat and saw Jing Yirong, his eyes immediately became lustful and he stared straight at Jing Yirong's face. He had never seen such a beauty. She was dressed in plain clothes.
Her slender waist is wrapped in clothes, her slender arms are looming in the long sleeves, and her stunning face is like a hibiscus emerging from the dust, so beautiful that it is delicate and soft.
Jing Yi Rong Yili bowed slightly to Bu Xitao, raised his head and saw Bu Xitao's naked eyes, his eyes were glaring, he was another damn man.
Yang Feng glanced sideways at Bu Xitao, then stood up and saluted Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi, "My lord, Yang Feng, has met the prince and the princess."
"You're so polite, Ambassador Yang," Nalan Qingyi chuckled, a little surprised in her eyes. She didn't expect that it was him whom she had met once before.
Xiao Yan's expression was even more shocked. His name was Yang Feng, not Mu Yifeng, and he was actually Yu Bu's envoy. No wonder he said that they would meet again, because he knew everything. Xiao Yan lowered her head,
Ignoring the smile in Yang Feng's eyes, I felt like I was being cheated.
Nalan Qingyi and Jing Yirong took their seats. Jing Yirong still felt the rude look from the other side. When he raised his head, Bu Xitao actually raised the wine glass in his hand. His eyes seemed to have begun to look at Jing Yirong's eyes.
Take off your clothes one by one.
Jing Yirong's cold eyes were even more sinister. Sooner or later, she was going to dig out those squinty eyes so that he could never see anyone.
Nalan Qingyi also had an angry look on his face, drinking glass after glass of wine, "He's too presumptuous!"
"Are you angry too?" Jing Yirong suddenly felt better.
"Of course!" Nalan Qingyi said with anger, "He actually looks at you like this. If he wasn't Yu Bu's eldest prince, I would have kicked him out long ago."
"So what if he is Yu Bu's eldest prince?" Jing Yirong didn't care, "You can still drive him away."
"I……"
Jing Yirong couldn't help but smile, "So what I hate is your weakness."
Nalan Qingyi was aggrieved and angry, and could only keep drinking wine. He was not weak, he cared about his father's feelings. If he drove away Bu Xitao, it would only embarrass his father. How could he be weak?
Even if he died for Jing Yirong, he would not frown!
The climax of the banquet should be Xinyu's dance performance. Nalan Zhenhai actually spent some energy and asked Xinyu to dance for Bu Xitao himself. His graceful body under the red and luxurious clothes danced to the music,
Wearing long sleeves around her body, she looks like a fairy has descended upon her. It really took some effort.
Jing Yi looked at Xin Yu's stiff and reluctant expression with a smile. It seemed that it was right to wear this white dress to mourn her today.
After the dance, Bu Xitao looked at Xinyu with eyes wide open and kept applauding with both hands.
Xinyu still bowed to Bu Xitao with a cold face. Bu Xitao was so aroused that he got down from his position and stepped forward to help Xinyu. However, those with sharp eyes probably saw that he had no time to touch Xinyu's butt.
hand.
Xinyu trembled all over and took a few steps back in fear. Her pale face looked pitiful against the bright red clothes, as if she was about to fall down in the next second.
Nalan Qingyi couldn't see it, and stepped forward to support Xinyu's weak body, "Prince Xitao, my sister-in-law has caused trouble for you."
"No, no, I am happy to oblige." Bu Xitao still looked shameless.
Nalan Nanxian suddenly laughed, "Haha, it seems that Prince Xi Tao and sister Xinyu have a close relationship. Just one look at Prince Xi Tao and he takes care of his sister-in-law like this."
Bu Xitao immediately spoke, "Princess Xinyu looks like a fairy and dances beautifully. It's natural that she is very moved by her."
"That's good." Nalan Zhenhai also smiled, "Prince Xi Tao, during the time when you live in the palace, how about I ask Princess Xinyu to accompany you for a walk?"
"Okay, of course this is the best." Bu Xitao wished for it. When he sat back in his seat, he looked at Xinyu again, but he still didn't forget to glance in Jing Yirong's direction.
Jing Yirong looked at the smiles on the men's faces with a sneer. Nalan Xinyu's face had long been as pale as a blank sheet of paper. It was true that she hated Nalan Xinyu, but even the woman she hated should not let men bully her like this.
, "Xiao Yan, teach that man a lesson."
"Yes," Xiao Yan looked up. The maids were serving hot soup, so she gently picked up a stone and shot it at the arm of the maid standing in front of Bu Xitao. The hot soup was all scattered on Bu Xitao's body.
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"Ah!" Bu Xitao screamed in pain, and the next moment he raised his feet and jumped out of the maid. The slave fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood when he got up. He still didn't dare to stand up and leaned on the ground to beg for mercy in panic, "Slave.
Damn it, please spare your life, the prince, this servant deserves to die."
Bu Xitao stood up suddenly, pulled out the sword of the guard beside him and walked towards the slave.
"First Prince, we are in the Kingdom of the Underworld, don't act rashly," Yang Feng pulled Buto to stop him.
Nalan Zhenhai spoke, "Since the slave has done something wrong, of course he must be punished. As long as Prince Xi Tao is happy, he can do whatever he wants."
Bu Xitao triumphantly shook off Yang Feng's hand and approached the trembling slave kneeling on the ground with a knife, "Since your hand can't hold the soup, I will stamp your arm."
"Why should Prince Xi Tao be angry with a slave?" Jing Yirong's cold voice suddenly sounded, and Bu Xitao stopped raising his knife, "Is the Crown Princess going to plead for this blind slave?"
"It's not enough to plead for mercy, but Prince Xi Tao's cry just now made me have a guess in my mind. I don't know if my guess is right."
"What guess?" Bu Xitao was curious.
Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I just want to see if your zodiac sign is Pig, Prince Xi Tao."
"How did you know?" Bu Xitao stopped the knife as he spoke, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Because of your squealing just now." Jing Yi smiled softly, "I was used to hearing pigs squealing when I was a child, so I was particularly sensitive to hearing it again."