Chapter 687: Celebration Banquet
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The secret guard led Ye Langzhong out of the stone house, then locked the stone door, and the footsteps of the two people gradually faded away.
She lay flat on the bed, looked at a lone lamp on the table, and sighed faintly.
Asking Ye Langzhong to help her report the news was the only way she could think of, but whether Ye Langzhong could be trusted or not, whether he would help her with the interrogation, she didn't know at all, and she couldn't guess.
The so-called wealth is moving, maybe Ye Langzhong is a greedy person, he will pass on a message for her for the sake of the golden hairpin, if he is as timid as a mouse and afraid of Chu Shaoyang, then he may sell her as soon as he turns around.
Whatever the outcome, she's going to take a gamble.
Because this is her only chance!
She didn't let Ye Langzhong go to Mochuan, because she knew that Ye Langzhong was a commoner, and he had no way to enter the palace at all, and he couldn't see Mochuan at all, but it was much easier to see Chu Shaobai, and she believed that after Chu Shaobai knew her news, he would definitely come to save her!
She has done what she can do, and now all she has left is to wait.
As for whether she can win the bet, it is difficult to predict.
She simply did not guess the outcome of this gamble, relaxed her mind, did not think about anything, and fell asleep after a while.
At the same time, in the Qing'an Hall in the palace, there are brilliant candles, staggered and staggered, and a prosperous palace feast is underway.
On the huge hall, there are delicacies, melons and fruits, and the ministers drink wine, taste delicacies, and enjoy the moving songs and dances in the field.
Chu Shaoyang sat among the people, full of spirit, his eyebrows fluttering, and wearing a purple slow robe, he looked exceptionally handsome and outstanding.
From time to time, ministers came to toast him, flattered him, praised him and the princess who was unable to attend the palace banquet because of his illness, and the praise of the crowd almost overwhelmed him.
Speaking of which, this celebration banquet is equivalent to setting up for him and Shen Ning.
He was smiling, his glass was dry, and he seemed to be in a very good mood, he had never been so glorious in his life, although this glory was brought to him by her, and he was also honored.
Because she was his princess, the people praised his princess more than they praised him.
Eastern Qin and Western Chu have been at odds for so many years, and Western Chu has always been in a situation where they can't be beaten, and there has never been a time when Eastern Qin has the upper hand.
But today, Shen Ning fought a beautiful turnaround battle for the Western Chu State.
Although there are still two more competitions to come, the victory in this first attempt is enough to boost everyone's confidence and make them have more hopes for the next two competitions.
Compared with Chu Shaoyang's proud scenery, Mo Chuan, as the emperor, seemed much more silent.
He barely spoke the whole time, standing alone on the dragon chair facing north, drinking the wine in his cup alone.
Glass after glass, he couldn't remember how many glasses he drank, and each glass of wine was extremely bitter in the mouth, but not as bitter as his heart.
Mo Chuan remembered that when the banquet was held not long ago, Chu Shaoyang was late, he couldn't sit still, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the door of the main hall, until the eunuch shouted:
"The prince of Dingyuan has arrived!"
He couldn't help but stand up from the dragon chair, looking forward to it.
But he saw only the figure of Chu Shaoyang alone, stepping into the palace gate under the candlelight.