At the time of the hour, the grand audience ceremony was held in the largest Qianyuan Guangdian in the imperial palace.

On the high dragon throne sat side by side the majestic and deep Fengqing and the elegant and elegant concubine Niangniang.

At this moment, Feng Qing and Chang Ruoli carefully looked at the new monarch of the Desert Dragon standing in the center of the lower hall of the steps, and saw that he was burly and generous, his bearing was as majestic as a mountain, and he had the unique boldness and sprinkling of the Desert Dragon people in his gestures, and the two of them looked at each other, and there was some relief in their eyes.

"The Bestow"

Feng Qing waved his hand, and a guard brought a table and chair to place on the left hand side of the dragon seat, and Ba Yin sat down generously. A pair of calm and steady eyes swept over all the people in the hall, and saw that Yueming nodded to him slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

And Yueming looked depressed, because he saw that the young guard next to Bayin was the pearl that gave him a headache. This girl is simply a plague god, and from time to time she will suddenly appear and disturb his pure life.

At this moment, Pearl still looked at him fixedly with a pair of bright eyes, and did not shy away at all, so that Feng Qing on the dragon sat was aware of it.

At this time, a Molong official who was following Bayin took out a letter and held it in both hands, "This is a gift from the monarch of our country to the princess of your country. Because of his admiration for the prosperity of your country, the monarch of our country is willing to put aside his prejudices and reach peace with your country, and hereby marry the princess of your country to be the mother of my Molong Grassland, in order to show the intention of eternal reconciliation. ”

Feng Qing motioned for the document in front of the palace to be submitted, slowly unfolded the letter, glanced at it twice, and then put it aside, and then said: "Since Molong Xinjun intends to show friendship with Dalong, I, Dalong, should welcome it." I only have one daughter, although there are many reluctances, but I heard that the new monarch of Molong is also a generation of Ming monarchs, so I can't bear to cut my love, and I hope that the new monarch treats this daughter of mine well. ”

Bayin got up and said loudly: "My Molong boy loves and hates clearly, the princess is married to me, she is my person, and she should love her as if she loved life." ”

Feng Qing nodded approvingly, turned her eyes to look at Chang Ruoli on the side, and saw that her expression was also a little calm. So he gently shook the jade hand she had placed on the armrest of the dragon seat. Chang Ruoli glanced at him. There was a little tenderness in his eyes, and there was a touch of joy in Feng Qing's eyes.

"Princess Xuan. Softly, he commanded the muezzin, who was standing under the dragon's seat.

"Princess Xuan enters the palace—"

A ringing sound came from far away from outside the hall.

Ba Yin sat there calmly, but the pearl next to him, who was dressed as a man, looked anxiously with a look of anticipation.

With the sound of ding dong, Feng Qiao stepped into the main hall. A tall bun. Flying headbands and tassels swinging around the waist. shows her noble temperament. And Yaoling, who followed her, wore a pink embroidered butterfly dress, and a white magnolia hairpin pinned to the bun draped over her shoulders, simple and elegant. The colorful brocade ribbon wrapped around her waist was decorated with silver bells, and at this time she restrained the sound of the bells, the corners of her soft mouth rose slightly, and her delicate face had a playful and cheerful beauty.

When Bayin saw Yaoling, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

Under the guidance of the muezzin, the eight tones left their seats and saluted each other. Although there was a one-sided relationship, Feng Qiao was still shy when he said goodbye to Ba Yin. The corner of his eye secretly glanced at Bayin, and saw that he was more mature and stable than when he first saw him, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

After the two sides met the ceremony, Feng Qing ordered someone to bring a chair and put it next to Chang Ruoli, so that Feng Qiao could sit down.

His purpose in this way was nothing more than to tell him about his noble status in the Great Dragon Palace.

Yao Ling stood next to Yueming as usual.

Raising her head slightly, she looked at the eight tones diagonally opposite, and saw that he was looking at her lips with a slight smile, and she also gave him a shallow and brisk smile back. And the little guard standing next to him was busy squeezing her eyebrows and winking, she realized that it was a pearl, and she couldn't help but have a wicked smile on her face, and then looked at Yueming, but found that he was looking at herself, his face was black, and she couldn't help but make a grimace at him.

At this time, the dragon sat down and let out a stern soft snort, and Yao Ling hurriedly stood up.

"The deputy commander of the guards of Xuanhuang City entered the palace. Feng Qing glanced at Yao Ling and ordered again to the muezzins on the side.

The muezzins hurriedly walked out of the main hall with broken steps, and there was another elongated summons.

Yaoling hurriedly turned her head to look outside the hall gate, and heard Chang Ruoli say that Fengzhao was wearing a military uniform today, and she had never seen him wear a military uniform.

Everyone waited silently facing the temple gate.

Soon, a dark green figure appeared at the door of the hall, his unhurried steps steady and powerful, but he couldn't hear half a minute of footsteps.

Yaoling only felt that her eyes lit up, and a touch of amazement flashed in her eyes.

I saw that the wind was still a dark green brocade robe with wide sleeves, and the edge of the sleeve robe was embroidered with gold thread with atmospheric flowing cloud patterns, and the sleeveless semi-armor with golden light was draped on the outside of the brocade robe, and the shoulders of the armor flew upwards like the wings of an eagle stretched out, and the most eye-catching thing was a lifelike small dragon with a fireball embroidered with gold thread on the chest.

He walked towards the center of the hall step by step, his figure was tall and proud, a pair of sword eyebrows were obliquely raised into the sideburns, the eyes under the sword eyebrows were shining with a deep light like black paint, a handsome nose, perfect and resolute lips and a slightly pointed chin, the whole person was like Gao Yang who walked down from the clouds, exuding supreme domineering and dignity that people dare not look up.

At this moment, the hall was exceptionally quiet, and those civil and military officials held wat boards to cover their faces, as if they had greeted the emperor.

Bayin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a deep horror in his eyes.

Feng Qing's deep eyes on the dragon seat seemed to inadvertently sweep over everyone's faces, and then stopped at Feng Zhao's body, with unchecked praise in his eyes.

At this time, there was a slight tremor from his palm, it was the hand of Chang Ruoli held by him who was trembling, he turned his head to look at her, and saw the love and pain and pain in her eyes, the hand he was holding was a little hard, and Chang Ruoli, who was a little out of shape, hurriedly withdrew his eyes that looked at Fengzhao, slightly lowered his head and raised his hand, a tear was quietly wiped away, and there was pity in Fengqing's eyes.

Fengzhao didn't look at his mother, but he could feel the love in his mother's eyes, he couldn't be swayed by any emotion today, he was attending this grand event on behalf of the Xuan Palace, presumably his mother also found out about this and was so excited.

I remember that when Xia Linhai came with this brocade robe, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the little dragon embroidered on his chest.

"Deputy commander, wear this, in the eyes of the ministers, you are no longer the proton of Yanlong, but the successor of the royal family of Dalong, don't let down the emperor's painstaking efforts. Xia Linhai's low voice has an intriguing profundity.

He slowly walked under the dragon case and knelt down on one leg, "The last general will knock on your majesty." ”

"Deputy Commander, the new monarch who has come to see Molong, he will be your brother-in-law in the future. Feng Qing's voice was faint, as if he had said something commonplace.

Feng Zhao got up and saluted Bayin with his fists, and Bayin also got up and politely returned the salute.

"Today, the new king of Molong has come to my big dragon, in order to show the dignity of my big dragon princess, the richness of the real estate and the peace of the people of Guotai, I have announced to the world that the whole country will celebrate for three days, and the deputy commander will hand over the imperial city guards to you. There is a sacrosanct dignity in the faint and cold words.

"The last will obey. ”

"Well, stand aside, watch your princess, and don't let her grimace on my hall. I don't know where Rong Yuan's daughter was found, it seems that the monkeys in the trees always stand and don't sit together, it seems that you are spoiled. There was some banter in Feng Qing's words.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Yao Ling, who was looking at the wind in a daze, and the originally solemn and solemn hall suddenly had a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

At this moment, Yaoling's eyes and thoughts were still on Feng Zhao's body, and he was cold and was said by Feng Qing, and he didn't react in time, and when he reacted, he heard the laughter of covering his mouth and eating in the main hall. When he wanted to defend himself, he saw Feng Zhao cast a stop look, and then pouted, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qing angrily.

This stinky emperor knows how to make fun of himself.

The banquet was held in the beautiful imperial garden, Feng Qiao and Yao Ling sat at the same table, Yueming and Feng Zhao sat at the same table, Feng Ze and Wu Yu sat at the same table, and Ba Yin was the monarch of Molong who sat next to Feng Qing.

In order to celebrate, the families of the ministers also attended the banquet, but the queen mother did not attend the banquet due to a recurrence of an old illness.

During the banquet, Bayin's gaze would occasionally sweep over, and when she met Yaoling's gaze, she would give her a faint smile, and Yaoling would smile back, and she didn't notice the face of Fengqiao on the side gradually condensed. (To be continued......)