Halfway through the banquet, the palace was full of money, and the ministers were already drunk.

Fortunately, everyone unanimously planned to roll up their sleeves and drink the envoys down.

Not to be outdone, the envoys of various countries drank so much that the whole hall was full of wine.

Yan Zhaoxi had already seen the thoughts of the envoys, and he didn't want to stay in the palace any longer, so he got up and resigned.

"Your Majesty, my brother is not feeling well, so I will go back to the house first."

Emperor Yan was coaxed by a group of foreign envoys to be happy, and he didn't want King Yan to have contact with the Northern Hell Mission, for fear that he would covet the Ice Silkworm Gu, so he simply let him go.

"Ah Zhao is weak, so he should go home first." Emperor Yan didn't seem to be at ease, his eyes scanned the main hall, and he wanted to find a "safe" person to send King Yan and the princess out of the palace.

But after looking around, I didn't see any suitable candidates.

It was the Seven Princes who took the initiative to stand up.

"Father, the sons are not good at drinking, why don't the sons send the little uncle and the little aunt out of the palace?" The Seventh Prince has grown a lot in the past two months, but his body is still thin.

"Well, you can send it."

Emperor Yan has always been tolerant of this son.

The main reason is that he has never considered letting him inherit the throne, and he is not so reluctant to contact with King Yan.

Seeing that King Yan was leaving, Lou Dongming, who was hiding in the Northern Hell Mission, seemed to think of something, he glanced at the "Regent" and whispered a few words in his ear.

The "Regent" immediately called King Yan: "King Yan, wait a minute." ”

His shout attracted all the sober, unconscious, and pretending to be drunk.

"What's wrong with the regent?"

The Seventh Prince personally pushed the wheelchair for King Yan, and he also asked this.

Yan Zhaoxi didn't say anything, only looked at the Northern Hell Mission lightly.

To be exact, it's looking at Lou Dongming.

Although Lou Dongming disguised himself as someone else, this "regent" also disguised himself as him.

Is he so mixed up trying to avoid the assassination of others, or does he have ulterior motives?

"This king and King Yan have been friends for a long time, I don't know if I have the honor to visit another day?" When he asked, Emperor Yan's heart rose to his throat.

What good can two unruly masters get together?

Yan Zhaoxi has been suppressed by him for five years, but he has not died, and the authority of Yan Wangfu has always been held to the death.

Even if the second child has taken over the northern border army, he still can't shake Yan Zhaoxi's position.

If he is really allied with the regent...... The consequences are unimaginable!

"I'm afraid this will disappoint the regent, the little imperial uncle is not in good health, and the palace does not treat outsiders." The Seventh Prince secretly got the instruction of his little imperial uncle and refused on his behalf.

But in the ears of Emperor Yan, it was his Xiaoqi who was clever enough to know that he had resolved his father's troubles.

Emperor Yan couldn't see it from that angle, but Lou Dongming could see it clearly.

It was clearly King Yan who gave the Seven Princes a look of expression.

The "Regent" expressed a little regret: "That's a pity, this king still wants to see the demeanor of the white tiger who cares for the home in the prince's mansion." ”

"I heard it's called the King? This name is really domineering, I don't know if it's powerful, or if my Northern Tiger is more ferocious. ”

Do you want the king to compete with the tiger once?

Emperor Yan's heart moved: "The regent doesn't have to be too anxious, it's better to wait until the autumn hunt and let the emperor's brother bring the king." ”

The "Regent" glanced behind him, and when he saw the person behind him nodding, he answered.

"But this king is too anxious. Also, when you wait for the autumn hunt, you can naturally see the two tigers fighting. ”

Is this a pun?

Xiao Fuyi raised his eyebrows.

Yan Zhaoxi was silent from beginning to end, like the words of the regent and Emperor Yan had nothing to do with him.