Sang Qiyi lives in the post house, and her food and clothing are fine.

The servants brought with them were completely decorated in accordance with the customs of the Western Regions, and it was not the turn of the people sent by Emperor Feng to eat.

It's just that fresh ingredients are provided every day, and the rest is completely idle.

Everyone knows that the prince of the Western Regions is happy, and the servants of the Western Regions always feel that they can't clean up, so they simply clean up.

This strange habit, coupled with the cold tempers of the minions, did not many people take the initiative to go forward.

When Meng Lilin came over, except for the post house attendant who led the way, there was no one around.

The post house seemed to be empty, and the closer it got to the residence of the prince of the Western Regions, the fewer people became.

At a distance, you can hear the sound of bells unique to the Western Regions.

Long and distinctive, the breeze can only blow gently to drive the sound.

The little attendant took Meng Lilin outside the courtyard and didn't dare to enter again.

"Lord Meng, the little one can only take you here, this prince of the Western Regions is not easy to get along with, and the servants he brings are also eccentric, indifferent, our status is humble, I am afraid that we will bring dust over, pollute their land, and make people angry......"

The waiter said with a hint of complaint in his tone.

Meng Lilin glanced sideways at the waiter, and his tone was also a little disapproving.

"The land under my feet belongs to His Majesty the current Feng Jing Country, when did it become the Western Regions?"

Her voice was not loud, but it was steady.

The little waiter's heart tightened, and he knelt down hurriedly.

If this matter is too big, he can't tell it even with a hundred mouths.

Meng Lilin looked at the little waiter kneeling, and his eyebrows did not loosen a little.

"The most important thing to be a man is to weigh yourself clearly, understand your identity, and don't think about ...... that doesn't belong to you"

Meng Lilin said, but his eyes didn't look at the little waiter again.

With just one sentence from her, this little waiter couldn't stay in this post house anymore.

But where did this little waiter dare to blame, but he felt a little more grateful.

It's just that without the blessing of the post house, where is the importance of life?

Meng Lilin wrote down the situation of the post house in his heart, and he was already planning to go back and propose a rectification to Emperor Feng, and by the way, he would go to the Ministry of Rites.

The servants dressed in Western Regions costumes came out from inside and invited Meng Lilin in, Meng Lilin behaved generously, not at all uncomfortable.

Her words were not all said to the little waiter, as for how much the prince of the Western Regions listened, this is another matter.

Along the way, Meng Lilin quietly looked at the surrounding situation, and sighed more than once in his heart.

The splendor is nothing more than that, and there is no luxury in the palace that the prince of the Western Regions temporarily resides.

It is no wonder that Emperor Feng attached so much importance to the trade between the two countries.

Sang Qiyi sat in the main hall, separated by some distance, hanging down with a purple veil to block the view outside, sitting in a space, looking at the figure outside through the veil.

Meng Lilin came over this time with the will of Emperor Feng, so naturally he couldn't salute a foreign prince.

Sang Qiyi didn't care, she just let people send good tea.

Sang Qiyi knows the situation of the Meng family, who has been loyal and good for generations and is highly used.

Now that Emperor Feng has sneaked Meng Lilin over, he is afraid that there is something important to discuss.

He knew it in his heart, and he could only pretend that he didn't know.

What was the result, he had guessed early on, and what was there to look forward to.

It's just a matter of getting what you want.

"I don't know what happened to Lord Meng?"

Sang Qiyi's words are completely a temptation.

The fragrance permeates the hall, rich but deep.

Meng Lilin's gaze fell on the flowers in the vase not far away, his groggy mind suddenly sobered up, and his heart was also a little angry.

Something that makes people weak-willed want to be used to interfere with the mind, I'm afraid I already know what she's here for.

Now pretending not to know, it's just to negotiate conditions.

Sang Qiyi has a special identity in the Western Regions, so let him be the side king, I am afraid that Feng Jingguo will have to compromise a little.

But, to be honest, if it weren't for the cooperation between the two countries, Meng Lilin really felt that the prince of the Western Regions was not worthy of their Royal Highness.

Only this one means is used, and the medicine is used to make people weak-willed, and it looks like they have known and prepared for a long time, which makes people unhappy.

"I came for Prince San's marriage......"

Sang Qiyi had a little smile in her eyes, and her voice became softer and softer.

"Her Royal Highness knows, right?"

It sounded like he was asking if his sweetheart knew the good news.

Meng Lilin sneered in his heart, with a little regret on his face.

"Her Royal Highness is precious, open-minded, and has a pure heart, and she can't bear to refuse Her Highness, so she specially asked her ministers to come over......"

Sure enough, Sang Qiyi's face did change a little when she heard Meng Lilin's words.

What does it mean that Her Royal Highness is precious? Isn't he just a lowly person?

Feng is arrogant and open-minded, he is a means and narrow-minded?

Meng Lilin's words were full of words, praising Feng for being frivolous on the surface, but in fact, every word and sentence was sarcastic about Sang Qiyi.

Sang Qiyi exhaled, pursed her lips, and looked at Meng Lilin's eyes with a little unkindness.

He looked at the servant standing not far from the vase with a smile, his eyes unpredictable.

He knew in his heart that Feng Qingfang would not refuse him.

But now Meng Lilin's words seem to have slapped him, where does this mean that Feng is frivolous?

That's not his intention.

He felt that he was not worthy of Feng Qi's madness, and this Meng family was an exemplary official.

In this case, do you want to put him on the cusp?

Sang Qiyi's eyes changed, and the blue eyes were more distinct.

"I don't know what Her Royal Highness means, I hope Lord Meng can tell the truth......"

Meng Lilin's old god drank a cup of tea while he was there, and his mind became more and more sober.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that our Royal Highness has a ...... in her heart."

Meng Lilin's words are not nonsense, how Feng Qingyan treats Chu Fangjun is rumored in the circle.

Even Minglang complained to him more than once that Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager treated Chu Bianjun so well, in order to blame his incomprehensible amorousness.

Meng Lilin only said half of what he said, and the rest depends on how Sang Qiyi understands it.

When these words were heard in Sang Qiyi's ears, they automatically completed the unfinished words.

Her Royal Highness has a heart, so the position of the righteous monarch is reserved for the beloved, so she doesn't plan to marry him.

He never thought of being a Zhengjun, and his best plan was to be a side monarch.

If it's not my race, this is the only one, and he can't be a righteous monarch.

Today's Emperor Feng and hundreds of officials, so that the people of the entire Feng Jing Kingdom will not allow a foreign princess to be a monarch.

After all, the princess is the queen, and she will be the queen of a country in the future.

But he didn't think that it was one thing to do it, and it was another thing to have a heart that it wasn't his turn.

Sang Qiyi's tone was a little astringent, and she opened her mouth and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Of course, our majesty means that we hope that a lover will eventually become a family, and we can't bear to let Prince Sang miss the destined person of heaven, if Prince Sang really misses this destined person, I am afraid that he will suffer some grievances...... If there is no fate, I can only express deep regret......"

What did Sang Qiyi say about this?

The Feng Qingmad he said himself was destined by him, could he still be sincere?

Emperor Feng is really a good abacus, but this is very shrewd.

"It's a blessing to be with Her Royal Highness, where will I be wronged......"

Sang Qiyi lowered her head, her voice was soft, and she was very docile.

Meng Lilin got the answer he wanted, and he didn't stay long.

"Then congratulations to Sang-kun......"