I am Feng Jun

Chapter 511 511. Who dares to move again, take it down immediately!

Shen Yan was rather flattered, nodded and lowered his eyebrows.

"The child is determined by his mother, but he has a little wish. If the child gets married, he wants to bring his father with him and hope that his mother will fulfill it."

Everything he did was just to make himself and his father live a better life.

If he gets married and travels so far away, how can he rest assured that Huaying will stay in the Shen residence alone?
Even though Rao Feng had already lost power, Shen Yan knew that because of Shen Nanying's existence, Rao Feng could not die.

At least he couldn't die for such a disgraceful reason.

He couldn't guarantee that Rao Feng would have a comeback day.

Therefore, he must take Huaying to northern Xinjiang with him!

"The third son's wish is not a big deal. If Mr. Shen agrees, my king will certainly be willing to support the king's biological father."

Muren shook the benefits aside, making Shen Yan's heart itch.

Rao Feng has been pressing down on his marriage since the last palace banquet when he stunned everyone with his song "Pingsha Luogeyan".

Originally, I was thinking about how to get a good marriage for myself.

In the end, I didn't expect the king of Northern Xinjiang to come directly to ask for marriage.

If you marry in the past, you will be a king, the queen of a country.

Even if the environment in northern Xinjiang is worse than that of the emperor, it cannot be wronged by a king.

And behind him is the Shen family.

He knew very well that as long as he didn't break with the direct line, he would be able to rely on him.

And from the beginning to the end, he didn't do anything to the direct line.

He just borrowed Shen Ci's hand a little bit to solve Rao Feng and his son, who were always criticizing him.

Even if it is discovered, it is harmless.

He just added to the flames, Shen Nanzhu's siblings could not even pursue Rao Feng's own daughter Shen Nanying, so what would they do to him?

He also knew that he would become a tool for the marriage between the two countries.

There will be no truth in it.

But what he Shen Yan wanted from the very beginning was not true love.

That thing was too extravagant, he, the son of a servant, couldn't afford it, and he didn't dare to have it.

Seeing Shen Yan's attitude, Shen Yin knew it from the beginning.

"can."

Those two faint words sealed Shen Yan's fate.

Both Shen Yan and Muren were overjoyed, but their expressions remained calm.

Muren respectfully asked the empress to make an order, and Shen Yan waited quietly.

Seeing this, Mu Lianya was not stingy.

Being married to Northern Xinjiang, the status of the concubine of the Shen family is indeed a bit shabby.

Now that Shen Ci has been made Lord Qing Tingyu, he doesn't care about making Shen Yan Lord Qingyi again.

The king of Qingyi County was bestowed on Tatamu, the king of northern Xinjiang, as the king.

Then Mu Lianya gave Shen Yan the twelve beauties that Mu Lianyu gave her as a gift.

There is also the dowry that the county monarch should have when he gets married, and there will be no shortage of the same.

Well, anyway, he sent him to the Shen family.

Mu Lianya was quite comfortable with this decree.

Shen Yan respectfully stepped forward to pick it up, and his status has risen from the concubine of the Shen family to the Lord of Qingyi County.

Even his father, Hua Ying, was awarded the imperial title by Mu Lianya.

He Shen Yan was finally no longer the son of a servant.

This birthday banquet was full of twists and turns, but in the end it all ended with all the ministers congratulating Shen Yinchu.

Shen Yinchu also received a lot of congratulations on this day.

But it still couldn't relieve her heartache.

She has three sons.

Two of them got engaged tomorrow, and the other suffered from bad conduct, which caused damage to his appearance.

I don't know if I can come out and meet people in the future.

The huge Shen residence is really becoming more and more empty.

Muren had finished his work, and took everyone behind him to the banquet.

He came late, and now the banquet is coming to an end.

The singing and dancing started again, and the palace servant came forward to remove the almost eaten dishes.

Put on melon and fruit snacks, as well as drinks.

A large number of palace attendants replaced the cups and plates on the table in an orderly manner.

Shen Ci leaned on the table, pouring wine from the flagon at will.

But I found that only two drops dripped from the spout, and it was completely empty.

The young man put down the flagon with some displeasure, just as the palace attendant stepped forward to replace the flagon and presented a new one.

Shen Ci's eyes lit up, and he continued to pour into the cup.

Looking at the singing and dancing on the lotus platform, which was much better than the martial arts competition between Muren and Lingxiu, he toasted to himself.

On the side, Mu Yuanxi was explaining something to Lu Ai.

For a moment, he failed to notice that a sharp dagger slipped from the sleeve of the palace attendant who replaced Shen Cikong's jug.

The palace attendant who was holding the handle of the knife had a cold look on his face, and when he found the right moment, he stabbed the tip of the knife forward without hesitation.

A cold light flashed by, and Shen Ci suddenly felt something strange behind him. He wanted to turn around to check, but he was facing the sharp blade.

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly turned sideways, but he didn't completely dodge it.

The dagger that was originally stabbed from behind him failed to hit the place the servant wanted because of his turning around.

The tip of the knife pierced the skin on the right side of the lower abdomen, and Shen Ci frowned.

Seeing this, the palace attendant held the handle of the knife and twirled it, and some broken voices escaped from between Shen Ci's lips and teeth.

Depend on!
Shen Ci kicked it out, and then leaned back on the table.

Suddenly, Mu Yuanxi turned around suddenly, and his eyes shrank when he saw this.

With one palm, the servant was sent flying.

Holding the handle of the knife tightly and refusing to let go, he flew a few meters away with the dagger and hit the Beaulieu Pillar on the side of the hall. .

The tip of the knife pulled out of the wound, Shen Ci arched his body suddenly, and then fell into a slightly trembling embrace.

Everything happened in an instant, Bei Xia was only able to react at this moment, and screamed loudly.

"There are assassins!"

Many palace servants were a little alarmed when they heard this.

Those who were close looked up and saw a palace servant with a distorted expression, his hands covered in blood, lying on the ground.

There is also the scene of His Highness Xi holding the assassinated Second Young Master Shen in his arms.

For a while, many people screamed and fled in disorder, and the hall suddenly became chaotic.

"Guard and escort!"

The imperial guards stepped forward to protect Mu Lianya, fearing that there would be other assassins.

"Aci!"

On the opposite side, after seeing Shen Ci's assassination, Shen Yinchu and Shen Nanzhu stood up abruptly, wanting to come over.

However, he was stopped by the palace servants who were frantically fleeing, and the anger in his heart rose sharply.

"Come on!"

Mu Yuanxi's stern voice filled with internal force spread throughout the noisy and chaotic hall.

"Whoever dares to move again, take it down immediately!"

Mu Yuanxi's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was cold, with some suppressed killing intent, but it shocked everyone present.

Song Chang, the commander of the imperial guards, immediately led people to guard the entire hall.

Someone also controlled the palace servant who was half dead under Mu Yuanxi's palm.

"How are you?"

The imperial guards controlled the order in the hall, and Mu Yuanxi asked the person in his arms in a panic.

Shen Ci frowned, and brought the hand that was pressing the wound on his abdomen to his eyes.

Covered with glaring blood, Mu Yuanxi's expression turned colder and colder, making Shen Ci shiver from the cold.

"I can't die!"

Shen Ci frowned and said in an impatient voice.

He avoided the vital point, but it was only a knife, such an injury was nothing to him.

It's not that I haven't suffered it before.

It's just that bitch is too damaged, and dares to spin the handle of the knife in the wound!
Shen Ci wanted to sit up, but was stopped by Mu Yuanxi and lay in her arms, kissing his forehead comfortingly.

"The imperial doctor has already been invited, so don't move!"

(End of this chapter)