Some days have passed.

The princess of the Northern Plains Kingdom entered Beijing, and the whole capital was lively and joyful.

Ordinary people rushed out to watch, hoping to be lucky enough to witness this exotic princess with their own eyes.

The solemn and solemn procession slowly walked into the palace.

Those who entered Beijing, in addition to the princess, even the king of the northern plains also came over.

The palace had a big banquet with relatives, and the news spread to the Eight Princes' Mansion, which caught people off guard.

It is said that at the banquet, the person who will marry the princess of Kitahara. It was a very simple thing, but this time the harmony was a bit different from the tradition, it was actually chosen by the princess of Beiyuan herself, and the emperor of Dongyue Kingdom also agreed.

As for who Princess Beiyuan will choose, there is no one who it is.

In the evening of the same day, a grand banquet was held in the main hall of the palace.

The decoration is luxurious and grand, and even the clothes of the palace people are also new.

On the throne sat the emperor of his country, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, majestic and natural. And the queen sitting on his left hand, on the right is the king of the northern plains, and then in turn the lower seats, the upper left is the prince, the princess, and then the princes and princesses, the princes and important ministers of the court, etc.

On the right is basically the envoy of the Northern Plains Province.

In the middle, there is a vacant stage, and there is a dancing girl performing, and the sound of silk and bamboo is melodious.

Qu Tan'er had a general understanding of the surrounding situation.

There are no vacancies in the seats, and they are basically all there.

Only the protagonist in this banquet is missing, Princess Kitahara. As for what you are doing?

It's like saying that you have to prepare for a performance or something.

After the last, Qu Tan'er's gaze stopped curiously on the king of the Northern Plains. Brown-haired, blue-eyed, high-nosed, Caucasian...... How rare! And she heard him chatting with the emperor, speaking Chinese, obviously a little stiff, and the pronunciation was not very accurate, but it was understandable.

"Master, you say, who will the princess choose?" Jingxin poured a cup of flower tea for Qu Tan'er, and asked softly.

"I don't know what to do. But ......" Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng next to him, and shook his head with a sigh, he couldn't catch a score about this matter. The man in her family looks too demonic, I'm afraid something big is going to happen, alas. (PS: Compare your heart to your heart, unless the princess is blind, she will not choose Mo Liancheng.) ）

"If you really choose the prince, what should you do?"

"Cool companion, it's not bad." Ask her what to do? Where did she know what to do?

"Isn't the master worried?" Jingxin was slightly puzzled.

Qu Tan'er's little face suddenly approached the heart of the mirror, wilted, and asked in a weird way: "So, can you see it?" Are you worried or not? "She is worried, very worried, but she is worried that she will be able to willfully stop the decision of the emperor of a country? If you want to blame the emperor, how can you agree to the condition that the princess of the Northern Plains Kingdom will set her own husband?

Mo Liancheng leisurely sipped tea, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

"Starling, you...... Worried? Mo Jingxuan jumped a few seats and moved to the table in Mo Liancheng, squeezed in, and asked in a slightly low voice.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly and asked casually: "What do you say this king is worried about?" ”

Qu Tan'er pursed her lips, interjected, and said, "Knowingly ask." ”

"That's right! The eighth sister-in-law was right, pretending. Mo Jingxuan soon wanted to be on the same front as Qu Tan'er, and smiled weirdly.

Unexpectedly, a certain woman glanced at him and said unceremoniously: "I just said you." ”

"Huh? How is me? Mo Jingxuan was confused, but a touch of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.