Heartburn

As soon as King Duan spoke, the scene condensed. Everyone was waiting for Kuang Xiqing's answer to determine their own attitudes-even I began to look forward to it.

"The king came from a long way, all the hard work, it is better to go back to the palace to rest first," she smiled in the spring breeze, as if she didn't care about Kuang Xizhao's departure from the fief, "tonight, I will host a banquet in the palace to meet the dust. "But he avoided the topic.

"Chen, thank the emperor for being sympathetic." Kuang Xizhao bowed his hand again, and then looked at the woman next to him tenderly, screaming at her and asking her for warmth, and did not care about the old-fashioned old women who were so angry and eager to write a copy of her. Yushi Admonishment——Not to mention anything else, just this free and easy indifference taught me to have a good feeling for this elder sister.

Rao is Kuang Xiqing's city house no matter how deep it is, it is impossible for the other party to continue to show affection in full view, coughing a few times, and bringing the team back to the palace. The remaining officials also left, only those guards who maintained order were still staring at each other, coldly looking at the black armored knight brought by Kuang Xizhao with big eyes to small eyes.

Seeing that there is nothing wrong with me, I was about to get in the carriage and return to the house, but saw the palace attendant next to Kuang Xiqing walked over quickly, and whispered to me: "His Royal Highness, the emperor, please accompany you and drive back to the palace. ."

"Yeah, I see." As soon as the steps were taken, I sighed secretly, and told Bingsan to go back and inform Yan Ke. After thinking about it, I pulled her aside and said in a low voice, "I'll ask my king. What did Guard Jiang do...Be careful, don't disturb anyone, this will be the king quietly going back and forth."

She nodded and promised, and I followed the court attendant to Kuang Xiqing's Luanjia.

No words all the way.

After entering the palace, she followed Kuang Xiqing back to Shiyu Palace, where she handled political affairs. Her staff had been waiting long ago, and I consciously proposed to retire, planning to find a place to rest for a while to cope with the evening banquet.

Unexpectedly, Kwong Xiqing uttered a word and kept me here to observe the meeting between her and her staff; I couldn't understand her thoughts, but couldn't resist the order, so I had to sit down in a corner with the oppressive gaze of those people— -I carefully swept my eyes around, but saw my prospective mother-in-law, Master Emperor Jun Chong was looking at me meaningfully, smiled, and taught me that I couldn't help but shudder.

——The eyes of this old fox are really crippled, and I don’t know what kind of character her eldest son, the well-known Master Fu, is?

As long as I think that I am about to marry someone other than Jiang Zhuo, my stomach feels like a fire burning, and the pain is mixed with the urge of nausea and retching, and I almost cry in discomfort.

"Han'er, what do you think about Duan Wang's departure from the fief without permission?" As he sat on pins and needles, he suddenly heard Kuang Xiqing's question.

——What can I say? I didn't even know she would come until the last minute.

In the presence of such trusted staff, Kuang Xiqing was the first to ask my opinion. What thoughts did she have?

I was puzzled and it was not easy to be silent. I thought about it and gave an ambiguous answer: "This king feels... King Duan returned to Guanlan without being summoned this time, and brought thousands of soldiers with him. The conspiracy must be extraordinary, and preparations should be made early."

The soldiers approached the city, but they entered the house alone. It didn't look like she was trying to punish her. Compared with that, I would like to believe that she came here just to get married with the charming woman next to her.

However, this is only my guess, and I cannot count it, let alone listen to these courtiers and aides.

"Han'er's words are not bad. King Duan just sent someone to hand over the paper two days ago. Please take me back to attend your Shao Li. I haven't responded yet. She has returned with men and horses aggressively... A decisive army commander.” Kuang Xiqing chuckled and drew a memorial from her hand and threw it on the table, knocking her fingertips on the handrails of golden nanmu, as if every blow was knocking on people’s hearts. Very oppressive.

Is this the power of the emperor?

Everyone, including me, was silent, no one dared to break the silence and bear the anger hidden under a calm smile.

"Zhuqing, do you remember that King Duan called the daughter he was carrying?" After a fingertip pausing, Kuang Xiqing suddenly threw another topic, the freezing atmosphere stagnated, and the enthusiasm turned into enthusiasm.

Officials headed by military commander Lu Yun began to crusade Kuang Xizhao with indignation against ethics, risking the world's ridiculous ridiculous behavior, and even admonishment officials suggested that they used this as an excuse to deprive her of the prince's title and demote her to a common citizen.

They were extremely excited to criticize the idea that Wang wanted to accept a woman as a princess was so sinful and unforgivable, as if this topic was left to them by Kuang Xiqing deliberately to ease the previous stalemate-but I can feel that it is revealing at this moment. The emperor who was satisfied with a smile had a biting chill brewing in those eyes that were as deep as a cold abyss, and the frost-quenched anger was far deeper than the previous impatience and more difficult to comfort.

What's ridiculous is that these self-righteous staff can't figure out the true meaning of the monarch, and they are still adding fuel to the fire.

According to my instinct, I am afraid that in Kuang Xiqing's heart, he does not want to condemn King Duan for this - at least, it is not the crime of concubine Nagami.

I was bored with my chin, listening to Kuang Xiqing and the staff seriously entering the next topic, my upper and lower eyelids started to fight, accompanied by the buzzing conversation, I actually fell asleep without knowing it.

When I woke up again, I was lying in the soft and wide bed-isn't the big bed on which I can roll for six and a half turns is the dragon bed used by Kuang Xiqing? The scent of ambergris permeates the bed net all year round, which is the best proof.

How can I sleep here?

I couldn't help but take a deep breath of the refreshing fragrance, and then listened to a gentle female voice saying faintly: "Wake up?"

Looking sideways, Kwong Xiqing, dressed in bright purple uniform, holds a book, half leaning against the bedpost, turning a page slowly with her jade-like fingertips, with indescribable grace in every move, which can be described as pleasing to the eye.

"Hmm..." Unwilling to admit that I was fascinated by her fingers, I moved my eyes a little awkwardly, and responded in a low voice.

"Oh, now that I wake up, I will get up and change clothes. The dinner is about to begin." She chuckled softly, and gently fiddled with my hair with her fingertips, smoothing my messy hair, and then stood up. , Attracted attendants to change clothes.

"Okay." I think no one can refuse such a petting smile, especially when this person is still the supreme emperor in the world, this thoughtfulness becomes a unique honor, enough to teach anyone to indulge in it and forget it.

I can't help asking myself: If Jiang Zhuo wasn't in my heart, would I treat her...I don't know, and I don't want to think about it anymore.

After getting dressed, Kuang Xiqing and I slowly walked towards the Mingde Hall, surrounded by a group of palace attendants. The main hall is a special place for the court meeting, and the partial hall is often used to hold a variety of more grand banquets.

When we arrived, the hall was already full of officials, only the emperor's throne and the two seats beside her were still vacant-it seemed that only the protagonist of today's banquet, Duan Wang, had not yet attended.

After I settled down with Kuang Xiqing, the banquet hall, which was still whispering, instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at the only empty seat with different expressions.

I took a sip of the sweet wine delivered by the palace attendant, but received a cold glance from Kwong Xiqing's warning, so I had to put down the wine cup and obediently sip the clear soup without the oil flower.

When the bowl of clear soup was about to bottom out, the palace attendant finally announced that the king had arrived, and the woman who attended the banquet with her was the woman whom she called her servant.

"The minister is late, please forgive me." Although she kept asking for forgiveness, she didn't look very worried, and seemed certain that Kuang Xiqing would not pursue it.

The fact is also true.

Kuang Xiqing just smiled slightly: "The king of Duan doesn't need to be polite, the time is just right, so let's start."

Seeing Kuang Xizhao leading the woman to sit down, she just turned a blind eye and continued: "Duan Wang has been away from the palace for many years, so I might as well try the craftsmanship of this imperial chef, but it still tastes the same back then."

"...The minister followed the order." I turned my head to look, but saw Kuang Xizhao's blue eyes darkened sharply, as if remembering something sad, and after a while, I reluctantly replied.

Excluding this episode, with the help of dance performers and musicians, officials who are good at welcoming services tried their best to deal with and sing praises, but they also kept the appearance of monarchs and ministers enjoying themselves.

When the banquet was about to end, Kuang Xizhao set aside the drink and brought up the old things again, breaking the peace of this rice decoration in one fell swoop.

"Your Majesty, the minister invites Na Jiang Lanyi to be the princess." I don't know if he has drunk too much, Kuang Xizhao shakes when he stands up, and his white cheeks are also flushed, only the pair of sea-blue eyes are amazingly bright.

I watched indifferently as the chattering laughter came to an abrupt end, while Kuang Xiqing on the throne laid down his chopsticks leisurely, took the silk scarf and dipped the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "The stamina of this wine is great. The king couldn't hold back his drunkenness, so he started talking about drunkenness... come, send King Duan back to his mansion to rest."

"Chen..." Kuang Xizhao took a step forward and was about to refute, but was cut off.

"Your Majesty, the prince is not strong enough to drink, please let your concubine take the prince back to the mansion to rest." The man dressed plainly and did not show anything, but still could not conceal his graceful posture and charming appearance, even if he was humbled on his knees. Undiminished amorous feelings-it is Jiang Lanyi who Kuang Xizhao insists on marrying.

Speaking of which, this "Princess Duan" is also surnamed Jiang.

I wonder if my "Princess Ling" might have the surname Jiang?

Suddenly, he started to read, and suppressed himself with mockery... I was afraid it would be difficult.

"I've got it, let's go down." Kuang Xiqing frowned very quickly-I couldn't notice it if I didn't look carefully-and then waved his hand, and immediately there was a powerful inner court female officer who stepped forward and took the slightly drunk King Duan one to the left. She stood up on the right, and took her out with Jiang Lanyi half-and-half.

A banquet ended hastily like this, seemingly calm but undercurrents.

I know that Kuang Xiqing is tactfully rejecting Duan Wang's request. I also know that Duan Wang is definitely not such an easy person to send, and she will definitely bring it up again in the court meeting tomorrow.

At that time, I was still worried about how this matter would end. Although I faintly supported Duan Wang and hoped that she would get what she wanted, I didn't have much hope.

But what I didn't expect was that Kuang Xiqing actually agreed to this request that caused an uproar = wave in the entire Dawu at the meeting on the next day.