Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 228

The wind and snow are howling in the northern border of Dongling, and the warmth of the capital of Western Chu is still lingering.

It was just a bit cold in the morning. The cold wind mixed with the icy drizzle blew through the maple leaves. Finally, together with the dead leaves, they were blown down the steps by the wind.

On this day, the envoys of Beiyan went to Chonghua Palace again to meet with the regent of Western Chu.

In this meeting, there were no civil and military officials to accompany them, and there was no trace of elegant music and joy.

There was only the Regent, waiting aloft for them to come and see him.

Even though it took one letter after another asking for an audience to be sent in exchange for the opportunity to meet again, and it was really embarrassing for this news to spread, the envoys of Beiyan still came outside the palace early to wait for the audience.

The old chamberlain who was waiting at the side asked: "Prince Regent, the envoy has been waiting for half an hour. Do you want to announce their entry?"

The regent replied quietly: "Let them wait, lest they come in and wake up Xiaobai."

The old chamberlain bowed his head respectfully and deliberately lowered his voice: "Yes."

On the sapphire table in the back room, a plump little white ferret was sleeping soundly with a pen holder in his arms.

I don't know what it was dreaming about, but it suddenly kicked its limbs violently, and the pen holder in its arms was kicked away.

When the pen holder fell to the ground, it seemed to be greatly frightened, dragging its plump body and trotting outside.

When it came to the regent, it swooped into the regent's arms, hugged the regent's arm and cried something.

The Prince Regent changed his indifferent attitude and listened patiently to the babbling of the little white ferret.

Later, the clear ridicule of watching the world situation with a cold eye and the boredom behind the indifference suddenly changed.

A smile actually appeared on his face: "No fair, why didn't I dream about her?"

The little white ferret gritted his teeth, as if trying to prove: This is a nightmare!
The curve of the corners of his lips never dropped: "You must miss her, and I miss her too."

The little white mink clenched its two little paws and tried its best to explain to its master: No, the mink doesn't want to, the mink doesn't want to at all!
However, he patted the little white ferret on the head: "Then I will deal with the matter here as soon as possible. When everything is arranged, we will go back to find her."

The little white ferret jumped off his shoulder, clenched his paws into fists and hit the ground hard, then twisted his fat buttocks and went to the inner room angrily.

The old chamberlain grew up serving the regent, and is one of the few old people who has survived to this day. Needless to say, he is loyal.

But just to be on the safe side, he was very careful to confirm whether the partition wall had ears.

At this time, he saw that as the little white ferret left, the master returned to his cold appearance, and he couldn't help but sigh.

All he knew was that his master didn't like to laugh, or that he couldn't laugh.

But he didn't know that his master also liked to laugh sometimes.

However, the smiling Feng Qingchen only belongs to his little girl.

Far away from the little girl, he had no reason to smile.

"Xuan come in!"

While the old chamberlain was stunned, a cold and indifferent voice sounded, without any emotion.

Upon hearing this, the old chamberlain immediately walked out and shouted loudly: "The envoy of Beiyan is here to see you."

Not long after, the envoy from Beiyan came in to say hello.

The regent didn't even give him a chance to exchange pleasantries: "Sit down and talk about what you have to say, and the red tape will be dispensed with."

Not only did the envoys not receive the grand hospitality from the regent, they even treated him with a hot face and a cold butt/butt. However, they could not be angry.

Because in Western Chu, the Nine-Fifth King is not the real ruler, but the one who makes people bow to him is the regent who does not care about hierarchy and sits on the dragon throne at will.And if they want to form an alliance with Xi Chu, they must suffer this "humiliation".

So, the envoys began to respectfully describe their purpose of coming: "Regent of Western Chu, His Majesty Beiyan wants to form an alliance with Western Chu. As the envoy of Beiyan, my purpose of coming to Chu is to negotiate this matter with your country." thing."

Then he repeated what the Lord meant.

The blind regent sat on the dragon chair, holding a jade cup in his hand, listening boredly, with a relaxed and comfortable posture.

After a while, the eloquent envoy of Beiyan also summarized his words: "Regent, Emperor Dongling is mediocre and unable to hold a great responsibility. If our two countries join forces, it will be easy to defeat Dongling."

The Prince Regent seemed oblivious, still playing with the wine glass in his hand.

The dancing candlelight in the hall illuminated the evil and charming smile on his lips.

Inexplicably, the Northern Yan envoys were frightened, but they still did not give up lobbying: "Prince Regent, Emperor Dongling is as stupid as a pig and would not think of uniting with Southern Qi to fight against us."

"Even if he can think of it, Nan Qi must be willing to do it. Nan Qi will not risk offending our two countries by cooperating with such a small, poor and weak country."

"So, what you are worried about, Prince Regent, no longer exists. As long as you sign the alliance, our two countries will be invincible together!"

The Prince Regent put the wine glass on the table, supported his head with one hand, and the smile on his lips seemed to be shallow and cold, vaguely sarcastic: "What conditions do you want to give him?"

The envoy of Beiyan seemed a little stunned: "I wonder who the regent is referring to?"

The light and shadow intertwined, and the regent sat in the depth of light and shadow. Facing the direction of Beiyan's envoy, he smiled softly: "What conditions did you give our majesty that made him want to cooperate with Beiyan?"

The envoy of Beiyan remained silent.

He thinks he is smart, and he chooses to stay silent when he doesn't know how to answer questions.

The regent smiled again, and the candlelight danced on his face with a gloomy and depressing light and shadow: "Don't you know that the king doesn't know? It's just to persuade him to cooperate with you, then this king will have nothing to do with Xi Chu. "

"The words that the envoy of Beiyan just said are okay to deceive this king, who has grown up, is ambitious, and feels that his wings are stiff. Why do you think that I will be tempted?"

As he spoke, the regent sat up straight: "Is the envoy of Beiyan looking down on me? If you want to negotiate terms, then show your sincerity and valuable chips."

"I have listened to your nonsense for a long time, all for the sake of your king, but my patience is almost exhausted. Now, you only have a chance to say one sentence."

After thinking for a while, the envoy of Beiyan threw out his trump card: "If we can level Dongling, we Beiyan are willing to share it equally with Western Chu."

The regent suddenly smiled and uttered a cold sentence between his lips and teeth: "Wrong answer."

He stood up slowly, his slender silhouette reflected in the candlelight, and walked towards the envoy of Beiyan step by step.

The envoy of Beiyan was horrified: "Prince Regent, you... what do you want to do?"

The regent had a coquettish smile on his face: "I have clear rewards and punishments. Since you were wrong, you should be punished."

As soon as he finished speaking, the regent waved his right hand lightly, but without seeing any movement, the Beiyan envoy's cheek was split to the level of his lip.

Blood spurted out, a tongue/head split into two parts, and the Northern Yan envoy completely lost the ability to speak.

The entourage of the Beiyan envoy exclaimed: "Prince Regent, what do you mean?! Are you declaring war on Beiyan?"

In the face of anger and malice, the Regent showed no concern.

He turned around slowly, wearing black clothes that were darker than the night.

Then, the entourage of the Beiyan envoy fell to the ground and his body was neatly cut into several sections.

The blood mist splashed, but it couldn't touch the black clothes.

(End of this chapter)