"Your Majesty, today's poetry banquet is really an eye-opener."

Lord Feige looked at Yuan Jing.

"It was Yuan Qi's idea."

Yuan Jingqing replied shallowly, and Yuan Qi heard the voice and looked over.

"It would be great if the county lord could like it."

The county lord of Feige watched the two of them sing and drink, and there was a little speechless at the moment, but Yuan Jing didn't embarrass her too much, and turned his head and let Yuan Qi toast her with a glass of wine.

Seeing that the poetry banquet is coming to an end, and you come and go are also lackluster, Peach Blossom followed behind Gongsun Zichao, waiting for the greetings to finish before leaving.

"Second young master, miss, please go and say goodbye to Princess Qiluo."

The servant of the Gongsun Mansion came over and whispered, and the Gongsun Chao hesitated.

"Go, these things happened today, it's time to talk to the princess, what misunderstanding happened in the province."

Peach Blossom opened her mouth to comfort, Gongsun Zichao thought about it, and told Peach Blossom to stay where she was and not to walk around, and she and Gongsun Jiayue went to say hello to Princess Qiluo and took her away.

Surrounded by either the boy who was about to leave, or the noble lady who was talking and laughing quietly, the peach blossom was bored and kicked the stones on the ground.

"Yo, why can't you stay in Hongxian Fang, and run to hug the big tree of Gongsun Hou's Mansion?"

As soon as Peach Blossom looked up, she saw Xie Qingqing looking at her with her arms crossed.

"You can really toss, I can meet you anywhere, don't think that following Brother Zi Chao can have your dream of flying on the branches, I can see a lot of cheap hooves like you, do you want to know what happened to them?"

Xie Qingqing's voice was a little sharp, and her originally beautiful face was a little cold, and Peach Blossom really had no heart to deal with this princess-sick Miss Xie Qingqing.

"Miss Xie, don't say if I want to touch you, even if I am a good teacher, I will be tired again and again, as for flying on the branch, do I still need me to climb this branch?"

The original intention of the peach blossom was to imply that the Gongsun Dynasty did not need to be attached at all, but in Xie Qingqing's ears, this was not the meaning.

"You...... Sure enough, you have a purpose, and you have sinister intentions when you enter Gongsun Houfu, I didn't guess wrong at all! ”

Xie Qingqing was even more annoyed when she saw Peach Blossom's indifferent look.

"Qingqing, what's wrong?"

Xie Peifeng came over as if there was something going on.

"Second brother, this little slave is against me!"

Xie Qingqing pouted and pulled Xie Peifeng's cuffs, Xie Peifeng is not a hot-headed person, he saw that Gongsun Zichao was quite protective of this girl, and this little servant was also quite different among the subordinates, so he was afraid that it would be inappropriate to act rashly.

Peach Blossom looked at Xie Peifeng thoughtfully, and felt a little more sure of the second son of the Xie family in her heart, this time the unicorn ghost Xie Tunan didn't come to her liking, it seems that Xie Peifeng is also an understanding person, but this sister is a little stupid, thinking of this, Peach Blossom gave up.

"I've seen Xie Ergongzi, Xie Ergongzi won the championship in one fell swoop at the Wenhua Conference and is famous, and today he is so outstanding in the poetry banquet, the Xie family is the pillar of Qingliumen, and the future is definitely limitless."

Her voice is sweet and her pupils are smart, and her whole body is as attractive as crystal beads, Xie Peifeng nodded, and then pulled Xie Qingqing.

"Big brother should already be waiting for us at home, let's go back first."

"Second brother!"

Xie Qingqing didn't understand why Xie Peifeng didn't stand up for her.

"Qingqing!"

Xie Peifeng didn't know why his well-behaved sister was so disobedient today.

The words have been reminded of this, and there is no way to make trouble with her again, Peach Blossom looked at the Xie family brothers and sisters indifferently.

"Second Master Xie, what's wrong?"

Yuan Qi's voice came behind Peach Blossom, and Xie Peifeng saw that someone was coming and hurriedly pulled Xie Qingqing to kneel.

"The king is safe."

Your Majesty? Peach Blossom turned around and saw Yuan Jing and Yuan Qi walking together, followed by Gongsun Jiayue and Gongsun Sun Chao.

"If it's okay, just step down."

Yuan Jing waved his hand.

"Yes."

Xie Qingqing didn't dare to make another attempt, and followed Xie Peifeng to retreat.

"Cousin, I like this servant in your house very much, so why don't you give it to me."

Yuan Qi has been raised under the knees of the Queen Mother since she was a child, and she is quite intimate with her sisters and brothers in private, she stares at the peach blossoms like a critical prey, and her words are even more unceremoniously.

"Princess, she doesn't know anything, and staying by your side will cause you trouble."

"Nothing?"

Yuan Qi took two steps closer.

"You really don't know anything?"

Peach Blossom bowed her head.

"Back to the princess, Young Master Gongsun is true in every word."

"Yuan Qi, Gongsun Hou is an important minister of the country, don't mess around."

Yuan Jing covered his hand and spoke, but Yuan Qi was interrupted by Yuan Jing and retreated.

"You go with this king."

Yuan Jing looked at Gongsun Chao.

"Miss Gongsun, let's go back first."

Gongsun Jiayue saluted.

"Do the king's will."

Jiayue motioned for Peach Blossom to follow her, and Yuan Jing took her grandson back to the palace, leaving Yuan Qi alone and always feeling that something was wrong.

Yuan Jing didn't say a word all the way, and Gongsun Zichao could only follow, and the two didn't stop until the inner hall.

"Gongsun Dynasty Dynasty."

"Your Majesty."

Gongsun Chao hurriedly surrendered his hand.

"Don't take her into the palace next time."

Yuan Jing said in a deep voice.

"Who is the king talking about?"

The grandson looked puzzled.

"Yunwu One, she shouldn't be here."

Yuan Jing's tone was very calm, and as soon as the clouds and mist came out, Gongsun Zichao gasped.

"Your Majesty, it's Zichao's fault, Zichao shouldn't have thought about bringing her to see the world and disturbing Princess Qiluo's banquet."

Yuan Jing turned his back to Gongsun Zichao, his back was straight, the brocade feather satin on his body was embroidered with fine gold threads, and his body was full of glory and was in the supreme position, which made people feel a little uneasy.

"She doesn't belong here, you know what to do."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The grandson of the grandson made a pilgrimage.

"Your Majesty, can you not tell my father about this matter?"

He hesitated to speak, but Yuan Jing still had his back to him.

"This king promises you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yuan Jing didn't stay with his grandson for a long time, he was just to wake him up, but after the grandson left, Yuan Jing turned around, and he withdrew everyone and walked out of the hall alone.

The sky had gradually darkened, and Yuan Jing's face was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, his face was indifferent, and he seemed to be thinking of something for a while, showing some unknown smiles.

Tsubasa watched him from afar, watching him stand in the dim sun, silently looking at the sky in the distance.

The more people who stand on a high place, the more they can understand the cold wind above ten thousand people, the more they hold power, the more they know that they are sacrificing and burning white bones like trees in the mountains, the more they have the world in mind, and the more they realize that the word stability is never easy.

The more you know, the less you know, the more Zhou Zhou, the more abundant the reserves, the best time and place, but also the deep crisis.

He was sent to the king when he was fifteen years old, and it has been eight years since he saw the cruelty of the royal family, and the king has come to his current position step by step, that is, he feels that he is living from the abyss and danger, and there is no blood that the king has experienced.

He once thought that such a person who crawled out of the treacherous hell should have blood on his hands and wash away his sins with revenge, but he just stood quietly in the afterglow of the setting sun, his amber pupils shining, as if he was embraced with incomparable tenderness and cherishment.