At noon fifteen days later, Ling Xin'er and his party finally arrived at Huaicheng, the capital of the Jin Kingdom, but as soon as the carriage entered the city, a large number of soldiers were crowded into the corner. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info "Get out of the way, get out of the way, the five princes will return to Beijing, and the idlers and miscellaneous people will not be allowed to approach!" All I heard was the cold voices of the soldiers. Ling Xin'er's mind moved slightly, it has been seven months since Jing Zihao ascended the throne, and this Jing Zirong has just returned from the border? Was he forced to do something about it, or was he really willing to surrender to Jing Zihao? I remember the last time I saw Jing Zirong at the palace banquet five years ago, and at that time, I only thought that he was a fairly handsome young man, and he was nothing special.

Half an hour later, calm was restored on the street, and Ling Xin'er and his party went to the post station to rest, and then they were about to enter the palace to face the saint and submit their credentials.

In the afternoon, the Xuanwu Hall of the Imperial Palace of the Jin Kingdom. Because the fifth prince Jing Zirong returned to Beijing in triumph, the emperor held a banquet for him. Officials above the third rank of the DPRK and China all brought their families to participate, and the whole hall was very lively for a while!

At this moment, Jing Zihao and Jing Zirong came hand in hand, Jing Zihao was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, an auspicious dragon jade belt tied around his waist, his facial features were handsome, and the lines were distinct, but the thin lips were revealing an indescribable coolness. Looking at Jing Zirong again, his appearance is somewhat similar to Jing Zihao, but he is more handsome than him, especially those dark eyes are full of evil charm and domineering. I saw that he was wearing a pure black brocade robe, except for the two golden peach blossoms on the cuffs, there was not too much decoration, and there was an ivory white auspicious cloud jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a black and bright gem was inlaid in the middle. At this time, the two of them were talking and laughing, talking while walking, but they really looked like brothers, friends, and brothers, and gentlemen.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live! See the Five Princes! Everyone in the hall fell to their knees and shouted. Because the new emperor did not give the five princes the title of king when he ascended the throne, they still called Jing Zirong the five princes.

Jing Zihao sat down on the dragon chair, only to see him wave his big hand: "Zhong Aiqing is flat!" The fifth brother returned to Beijing in triumph, and from now on, he will be crowned King An! Jing Zirong knelt on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands: "Emperor Xie!" Jing Zihao stretched out his right hand and supported him: "Fifth brother, hurry up!" Sit! "Yes," Jing Zirong stood up and sat down.

As soon as the ministers got up, they saluted Jing Zirong again: "Meet King An's Chitose!" Jing Zirong arched his hand: "Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat!" His narrow eyes narrowed slightly and swept over the hundred officials in the hall, and found that some familiar faces were missing, and it seemed that many of his own people had been removed by him, and then a coldness flashed in his eyes!

Then there was the toast, and the congratulations were endless. In fact, this is all superficial scenery, who doesn't know that the emperor and King An turned out to be competitors, King An, the emperor is warning Jing Zirong to keep to himself!

"Since the fifth brother has returned to Beijing, don't go around anymore, you have reached the age when you should marry a wife, there are a lot of daughters from all the mansions who came today, do you have a favorite? Brother Huang calls the shots for you! Jing Zihao said suddenly. Jing Zirong's mind turned slightly, this is a nice thing to say, but in fact, he just doesn't want him to lead troops to fight anymore! It can be regarded as a disguised confiscation of military power! It's really an official who crushes people to death! He was just about to speak ...

"Your Majesty, the seven princesses of the Lingguo are asking to see you outside the palace gate, this is the national letter." One of the imperial guards knelt down and said.

Jing Zihao took it and looked at the table in front of him: "Pass!" After a while, Ling Xin'er walked into the main hall alone with her head bowed slightly, and when she reached the center of the hall, she knelt on her knees: "Ling Xin'er see the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom!" "She is the princess of the Spirit Kingdom, so she could have done this big gift, but now that the Spirit Kingdom is weak, she is here for her relatives, so in order to make the road better in the future, she has to lower her posture. Today, she is wrapped in a pale pink dress, covered with a pure white soft gauze, and her head is a simple and generous flying sideburns, except for a little wall hosta, there is no excessive decoration, although this dress is simple but does not lose its bearing. She lowered her head slightly at this time, making it impossible to see her facial features clearly, but the temperament around her body was in line with her identity as a princess of a country.

"Raise your head!" Jing Zihao's voice sounded. Does this Lingyun really plan to send a Seventh Princess who is not subject to chong to keep the border peaceful? Who doesn't know the current situation in the Spirit Kingdom, the treasury is empty, the national strength is decadent, the emperor is old and mediocre, and the crown prince is not only young but also has mediocre qualifications. It is only a matter of time before such a spiritual kingdom perishes.

Ling Xin'er slowly raised her head and looked at Jing Zihao at the top, her face was not shocked, but the hatred in her heart had turned over the river and the sea! Someday...! Jing Zirong looked up at her, just capturing the moment of hatred in her eyes when she looked at Jing Zihao, hate? She and Jing Zihao don't seem to know each other, so why hate? Although he had doubts, he still quietly continued to bow his head and taste the wine. This woman is really interesting!

Jing Zihao looked at her calm face: "Since the Seventh Princess has come to the Jin Kingdom to make peace, will she obey my arrangement?" ”

"Of course!" Lingxin answered. Can she say no? May I? The answer is no.

"Okay, all the people who can come to the banquet today are my ministers, all of you Aiqing take a look, these seven princesses are as beautiful as flowers, do you have anyone who cherishes flowers?" Jing Zihao looked at the ministers in the main hall and said.

What the? Ling Xin'er was shocked in her heart, this Jing Zihao is really despicable, most of the people in this hall are dozens of years old, how can he do this? Someone who cherishes flowers? The implication of his words could not be more obvious, if someone takes a fancy to her, she does not have to marry, but she can also be included in the mansion as a concubine! Well, that's good!

Everyone in the palace began to look at Lingxin'er wantonly, the emperor's meaning couldn't be more obvious, it was impossible to let her enter the harem, maybe she could really taste the princess of this Lingguo!

Ling Xin'er's face was still calm, she tilted her head slightly and began to look around, what can she do to get out of this situation? Suddenly, a pair of eyes crashed into her line of sight, was he? It's the man from that night! Although he was masked that day, those eyes were too special, cold and domineering! Looking at each other, Jing Zirong also looked at her. I saw her thin lips move slightly, he understands lip language, does he fulfill his promise?

"Brother Huang, the younger brother sees that this seventh princess is a beauty, why don't you reward the younger brother?" Jing Zirong stared at Ling Xin'er's face with a lustful expression.

"It's just, how is her identity worthy of the fifth brother?" Jing Zihao said, what can he do? There's nothing to be used to this unfavored Seventh Princess?

"The courtier's brother doesn't plan to marry her, it's still okay to be a concubine in the mansion!" Jing Zirong said. In fact, he was not in a good situation now, and he could have ignored her pleas for help, but he did make her a wish that day.

Jing Zihao looked at his squinting eyes, and finally relieved himself, "Okay, the seventh princess will go back to the house with the fifth brother in a while!" ”

"But it's up to the emperor to decide!" Ling Xin'er got up and walked behind Jing Zirong and stood.

An hour later, the banquet was over, and everyone left the palace in a grand manner. Ling Xin'er followed Jing Zirong to the gate of the palace, and saw Yao'er standing aside with red eyes, Yao'er immediately greeted Ling Xin'er when she saw her come out, "Princess, they went too far, they all left when they saw you enter the palace, and even the carriage was snatched away, Yao'er was useless, Yao'er couldn't stop them!" Ling Xin'er patted her hand and smiled slightly: "Silly girl, what's the use of keeping unfaithful people?" Let's go, let's go to King An's Mansion. Then she turned her head to look at Jing Zirong: "His Royal Highness King An, don't you mind if I bring a little girl?" ”

Jing Zirong looked at her face, recalling what she had just said, it was really not an ordinary woman, "um" and then he turned around and got into the carriage.

Ling Xin'er looked at the only carriage and planned to walk back with Yao'er, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask for a ride.

"Come up!" Jing Zirong's voice came out, "Do you want this king to invite you personally?" "Uh" So Lingxin'er got into his carriage and headed all the way to King An's mansion.