Su Lingyi walked out of the house, and an eight-hundred-mile expedited letter was delivered to her, slowly spreading, and the woman's eyes narrowed slightly.

Crumpling the letter into a ball little by little, Su Lingyi raised her head, and the corners of her delicate mouth slowly rose.

"Jiang Wu?"

"Oh, that's interesting."

………… The fifth day of the eighth month

Beiyuan Imperial Palace

Guanghua Palace, singing and dancing, sheng song and swallow dance, so lively. I heard that the palace people said that it was the young son of heaven who brought the concubines and ministers to a banquet for the envoys and princesses from Puliang.

It is rumored that the princess sent by Puliang this time is the seventh princess Su Wenjin, this Su Wenjin is a rare beauty in the world, and she is the only one of the five princesses of Puliang, Su Lingyi.

But no matter how beautiful the beauty is, for Feng Jingxuan, he has no interest, he has a heart, but because of the strong strength of Pu Liang's army, he can only admit it.

"Your Majesty, Pu Liang's envoy and pro-envoy are already outside the palace." Wang Lu reminded on the side.

"Oh........." A hint of displeasure flashed on Feng Jingxuan's face.

Putting down the gin glass in his hand, the man waved his sleeves, "Xuan." ”

"Xuanpu Liang and the pro-messenger, the seventh princess is here!"

For a while, the singing and dancing stopped, and the eyes of the ministers on both sides were attracted by the two people who walked in at the entrance of the hall.

Two figures, one deep and one shallow, came to the temple.

"Pu Liang Pei Lang, see Your Majesty Beiyuan." Pei Lang folded his arms forward, flat on his chest, bowed his head slightly, and saluted Feng Jingxuan with the gift of Pu Liang, but the woman next to him did not speak, but also bowed slightly.

Feng Jingxuan glanced deeply at the man and woman who saluted His Highness. The man named Pei Lang has a face like a black iron, his eyebrows are like a sword, a hideous scar runs along the center of the eyebrows to the root of the ear, although the man is bent over, but his back is stiff, he stands upright, and his palms covered with green tendons are full of wind and frost.

The woman with a light veil next to her must be the fifth princess of Puliang, Su Wenjin, although she saluted, she did not identify herself to him, and she was also a rude and willful princess.

"Huh." The corners of Feng Jingxuan's mouth rose, although he had some thoughts in his heart, he still had to do this scene.

"Hurry up, the princess envoy doesn't have to be so polite."

"Give a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Pei Lang thanked Feng Jingxuan expressionlessly, and took a seat next to Su Wenjian.

Feng Jingxuan's eyes followed them all the time, first glanced at Pei Lang and then moved his gaze to look at Su Wenjian.

"Presumably this is the fifth princess of Pu Liang and asked Princess Hibiscus, I don't know why the princess has been wearing a veil." Feng Jingxuan smiled and looked at Su Wenjian, who was speechless.

Hearing this, Su Wenjin raised her head slightly arrogantly, "This princess lives in Puliang all the year round, and she can't stand the strange weather in this Beiyuan country, and her face is a little uncomfortable, so it's inconvenient to show her face." The woman's tone was a little provocative.

Strange weather?

This foreign woman actually said that the four seasons of the spring in the north of the abyss is strange weather, who does not know that Puliang is located on the border of the sea, perennial drought, locust plague, she actually said that the north abyss is strange weather.

What a Gentile woman who doesn't know the height of the sky.

In the audience, the ministers whispered.

Su Wenjin looked at the people on the field who were talking about her, pursed her lips, and continued without passing.

"Puliang customs, a woman can't let her face be seen by her husband before she gets married."

Hearing the word husband, Nie Qiancheng, who was sitting on the second staircase next to him, frowned quietly.

"Since this is the case, then let's wait until the concubine is finished." The corners of Feng Jingxuan's mouth rose.

"Concubine Feng?" Su Wenjin's eyes wrinkled.

"Your Majesty, but there is already a queen?" Su Wenjin stood up and looked directly at Feng Jingxuan, who was sitting on it.

The audience gasped, only Pei Lang still sat quietly in his seat, and took a sip of tea with thin lips.

Feng Jingxuan's phoenix eyes stared at Su Wenjin with unclear meaning, and then the corners of his mouth hooked, "There is a queen and a concubine in my harem. ”

"Then I can't marry you." Su Wenjin said a little rudely and willfully.

"Bold, little girl. Above the court, you dare to act so boldly, how can you have the final say in the affairs of the two countries and relatives! Before Feng Jingxuan could change his face, an old minister stood up from his seat, flicked his sleeves angrily, and yelled at Su Wenjian.

"You are bold, you are just a small official of Beiyuan, how can I be the fifth princess of Puliang who scolds and insults you like this, is this your hospitality in Beiyuan? If I had been insulted in Beiyuan today, my father would never have rested. Su Wenjin will also admit it, she has such a violent temper, and no one can mess with her.

Feng Jingxuan furrowed his eyebrows slightly, stared at Su Wenjin tightly, and said nothing.

"Princess Mo Qi, is everyone angry and wealthy?" asked about prestige, Feng Yiting on the side looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Su Wenjian's eyes flickered, and he turned his head proudly.

"Alright, princess, don't make a fuss." Pei Lang, who finally drank a cup of tea, got up and walked into the hall.

He saluted Feng Jingxuan slightly, his waist straightened, "The princess is young and ignorant, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." ”

Feng Jingxuan's eyes were a little cloudy, as if he was thinking.

"Hahaha" Immediately, the man waved his sleeves and laughed.

"The princess is really temperamental, how can I blame it, Fan Shangshu, but you are a little impulsive......" Feng Jingxuan turned his eyes to look at the man who stood up and scolded Su Wenjin just now.

Although he was faintly unhappy in his heart, the emperor said so, and he couldn't say anything, "The old minister is guilty." There was also a hint of unconvincing in his tone.

"You don't have to go to court these days, go back and think about it behind closed doors." As he spoke, Feng Jingxuan lowered his head and stopped.

"Your Majesty...... I..."The middle-aged man looked at Feng Jingxuan's slightly displeased expression, and didn't dare to say more, Fan Shangshu's eyes stared at Su Wenjin viciously, and flicked his sleeves heavily.

"Humph!"

Walk away!

"Returning to Your Majesty." Pei Lang faced Feng Jingxuan.

"Her Royal Highness the princess grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she was deeply favored by His Majesty the Emperor of our dynasty, so my princess has developed a somewhat rude and willful temperament since she was a child."

"The princess has always pursued the happy love of a lifetime and a couple in the drama, but there is already a queen and a concubine in His Majesty's harem, so the princess said that she can't marry Your Majesty."

"So that's the case, the seventh princess is a temperamental, and it's like this, I can't force it." Feng Jingxuan followed Pei Lang's words, he didn't want to marry her, but now that she is so rude and willful, he doesn't want to marry her anymore, but what is Pu Liang's purpose in doing this? He was still thinking that Pu Liang wanted to arrange a fine work to collect information by his side, but she didn't want to be his concubine.

There is no change on the surface. Feng Jingxuan hooked the corners of his lips, "I have a lot of good men in Beiyuan, if the princess picks the one she likes, tell me that I will marry you two." ”

"Hahaha!!" Feng Jingxuan seemed to be in a good mood.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Pei Lang hid the corners of his mouth and hooked his deep meaning.

"Then these days, the princess will live in Tingfeng Pavilion first, the queen is not there, and it is relatively close to the Lanyue Palace, so the matter of choosing a husband for the princess will be handled by Concubine Chen."

Nie Qiancheng smiled, got up and saluted Feng Jingxuan, "Yes." ”