Chapter XXIV

Long Yuting knew that Long Ziqi's words were for him, because the injuries on his body were not good, but Long Ziqi was only a fifteen-year-old boy after all, and he still couldn't rest assured, so he immediately said: "Your Majesty, it is the duty of a minister to receive distinguished guests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

There was an irrefutable meaning in his words, and besides, Long Yuting was the emperor's uncle, he was his elder, so he naturally had to respect him, and he agreed to Long Yuting after a pause.

Gu Tingcheng watched Long Yuting get up with the jade cup, the jade cup was full of sake, she was a little worried about him, and whispered to him: "Lord Wang, your body has not healed yet, you must pay more attention." ā€

Long Yuting didn't answer, just glanced at her with a smile, as if telling her to reassure her, he picked up the jade cup and walked in the direction of the vassal king, and Gu Qingcheng's gaze also followed his steps.

When he walked in front of the madman, Gu Qingcheng's eyes widened, but he heard Long Yuting say, "King Anqing, this king respects you." ā€

She never thought that the madman was King Anqing, the famous King of Anqing, the King of Anqing who owned the largest territory in Beichen, she saw King Anqing smirking at Long Yuting, that look made people goosebumps, black knots were tangled together, a face was blocked by hair, and it looked dirty, as if he hadn't washed his face for many days.

Gu Tingcheng was still feeling strange, after all, this madman was also a dignified prince, why didn't anyone help him clean his face, when she saw the next scene, she immediately understood. I saw a person who looked like a housekeeper walking towards King Anqing, and was about to help him pick up the wine glass, but when he saw his hand raised, the jade cup fell to the ground in an instant, who else could get close to such a madman, so she understood why he was dirty.

She felt that King Anqing had gone crazy at a young age, and she looked a little pitiful, but he was reluctant to talk to Long Yuting, which made the prince stand there a little embarrassed. So Gu Qingcheng stepped forward, personally poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, saying, "Don't knock over this wine again, it is precious and tight, and it is a little sweeter than the elixir and jade liquid of the Heavenly Queen Mother." ā€

In fact, she was just coaxing King Anqing to drink this glass of wine, she once read it in a book, crazy people sometimes coax him, but I didn't expect to really coax him, I saw him pick up the wine glass she handed over, and touched Long Yuting in a daze.

After all, it can be regarded as a favor for Long Yuting, Gu Tingcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then as Long Yuting returned to his seat, the expression on Long Yuting's face seemed to be smiling: "It seems that Shen Tianao is not crazy." ā€

Shen Tianao, a crazy King of Anqing, but this name was deeply remembered by Gu Qingcheng, looking at his clumsy actions, standing like a clown in the glamorous crowd, being ridiculed by a group of people, she suddenly felt pity for him.

"Lord Wang, what was this Shen Tianao like before?"

Long Yuting glanced at Shen Tianao casually, and said slowly: "Not only is he personable, but he also has the largest territory in Beichen, and he is admired by many noble women, but this is not the time, and now he is only afraid that everyone will dislike him, who is willing to marry his daughter to a madman." ā€

Thinking about it, Gu Tingcheng felt that what Long Yuting said was very reasonable, a crazy vassal king, the territory may not be able to hold, who wants to marry him.

Halfway through the palace banquet, suddenly Shen Tianao's butler walked up to Long Ziqi and bowed respectfully, and he pleaded: "Your Majesty, before my family's prince fell seriously ill, he wanted to marry a noble daughter from Liangdu, and please give a noble girl to our prince for the sake of my family's prince who still has no concubine." ā€

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes brushed towards the housekeeper, with deep disgust in their eyes, in Long Yuting's words, no one wanted to marry their own good daughter to a crazy vassal king.

Long Ziqi's eyes were tightly locked on Shen Tianao, he didn't want to agree to such things, but King Anqing was the vassal king of Beichen after all, even if he went crazy, the power in his hands was still very big, the so-called emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, he thought about it and said: "I will send some portraits of women for him to pass his purpose, and he will marry that woman to him if he chooses a portrait." ā€

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The butler knelt on the ground and thanked Long Ziqi for his grace.

In order to show his respect for the king of Anqing, Long Ziqi called the court painter again and instructed him: "You paint all the nobles in the boudoir, and then send the portraits to the residence of the king of Anqing in Liangdu for him to choose one by one." ā€

"Yes, Your Majesty." The painter promised.

The emperor's words are undoubtedly a disaster for the nobles, many people turned pale on the spot, the life of marrying the mad king can be imagined how bad it is, they are all golden branches and jade leaves, who wants to suffer from that, when the painter just stepped out of the hall, they quietly left the palace banquet to follow the painter, secretly stuffed him with some silver taels, begging him to paint himself ugly, so as not to be selected by the king of Anqing.

The noble ladies who were still arrogant just now immediately changed their faces, Gu Qingcheng only felt sad and ridiculous, the status of ancient women was even if they were beautiful women, but they were just chess pieces in front of power and interests, she looked at Long Yuting again, he was talking and laughing with the ministers, whenever he turned his face, he looked at her with deep affection in his eyes, which made her feel very down-to-earth.

Fortunately, this crossing allowed her to meet a reliable man who loved her, he would never abandon her, and Gu Qingcheng felt relieved when she thought of this.

Princess Roujia stood in the center of a group of noble girls, her gestures were very elegant, as if she was a dazzling pearl, Gu Qingcheng thought that she was a person with a golden spoon, born in the emperor's family, and gave birth to such a flower and moon appearance, there must be many people who stammered, and now that the princess is not married, the young sons of several families have approached her, saying some beautiful and pleasant words.

"Princess, I hear that your piano skills are like the sound of heaven."

"The princess is the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

As a bystander, Gu Qingcheng looked at all this coldly, these nobles of the family were just seeing the wind and making the rudder, seeing King Anqing become like this one by one, and seeing the princess in her prime, everyone sent words of praise, the palace banquet was really a very boring banquet, through these glossy surfaces, she saw the pale and powerless behind, she really hated such an occasion.

She lifted her skirt and walked in front of Long Yuting, chuckled at him and said, "Lord Wang, I want to go out to breathe, the environment here is a little stuffy." ā€

Long Yuting stroked her hair and said gently: "Allure, let the palace maid take you to the imperial garden for a walk." ā€

"No need, lord." Gu Qingcheng said to him lightly, "I'll just walk around the neighborhood and I'll be back immediately." ā€