After a song, Zeng Yanqiao walked off the stage slowly, and glanced at Song Chiyuan, this cold stone still had the same expression, gentle and arrogant, cold and cold, as if he had never put anyone in his eyes.

"Is His Royal Highness the Prince satisfied?"

When she asked like this, she had to let her go with the prince, and since the time had not come, let her facilitate the opportunity.

Is he satisfied?

"......" Song Chiyuan was silent, his phoenix eyes were raised, his face turned sideways, his face was cold, and he showed a little fatigue, and the merchants in the hall looked at the noble son in front of her, and no one dared to come forward to talk.

Song Weige pressed down on the group of people behind him, and was thinking about it, when someone in the lobby said loudly: "I think it's very good!" ”

Zeng Yanqiao heard the sound and looked, the man stood at the door, far away from the crowd, green silk high bundle, tied with double braids, wearing a knee-length gown, a black green gown, wearing a gilded dragon pattern silver wrist on his arm, intertwined left and right, one hand on the waist, his feet were upturned and the black leather boots were tightened tightly, and through the trousers, it could be seen that the figure was refined and stylish, the spirit was more than enough, the nose bridge was high, the facial features were distinct, and the eyebrows were embellished with a bit of evil energy, like a mixed-race child.

At this moment, she looked at the man, and the man was also looking at her, a pair of deep eyes, glowing with a mysterious amber luster, and those eyes were full of interest, with an expression of "I like you".

Zeng Yanqiao's heart sank, her trip was to prove her worth to Song Chiyuan, she didn't expect an uninvited guest to pop up in the air, she could feel that this person was very dangerous.

"He was originally an envoy of the Xiqiang Kingdom."

Song Wei's singing voice fell, and he held his hand in front of Zeng Yanqiao, "According to the report of Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites, the mission should arrive in three days, how can it ......?"

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is inevitably in too much control," the man interrupted him, his eyes were full of mockery, "According to the envoys in previous years, "Jin is perfect, Jingshi Jingheng", I think that so many nosy people are just so ......"

After this, Zeng Yanqiao deduced that this person must have arrived in Yangzhou earlier than they knew, and the information she overheard in Yuejifang at that time was full of errors and omissions. First, the person who came to Yangzhou to pick up the princess was not the fourth prince, but the crown prince Song Weige, and second, the delegation did not enter Beijing seven days later, but arrived on the same day as the prince, or even earlier.

Also, this person seems to have misunderstood Song Weige's identity.

She remained silent, and so did Song Chiyuan.

Everyone had different faces, listening to him chattering non-stop.

"For a mere son, it is really surprising to inquire about the affairs of other countries like this, and it is extremely scary to think about it! Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, in Xia Yan Zhen, from the Xirong tribe, also known as Xia Jing, the word Huaili, after the Ayan Tuoba clan, I think you all know that it is the Tuoba clan who helped you pacify the uprising of Yuanzong in the previous dynasty. ”

The man was followed by more than four or five people, all of them in exotic costumes, all of them were tall, listening to his words, everyone was full of vigor and high spirits, which was really unexpected.

Zeng Yanqiao was shocked when he heard it, and said secretly: "No wonder these people are so arrogant, even the uprising needs to be pacified by foreigners, how corrupt should they be in secret?" I thought it was a peaceful and prosperous time, but who knows......"

She couldn't help but glance at Song Chiyuan, and recalled what Xu Shaoqing had said over and over again in her heart, the Artillery Bureau, the princess and his relatives, is his goal really a usurpation? Or is there something else?

The prince's guards isolated everyone, only to see Song Weige's face sinking angrily, and his ugly face turned into a green and red flat round purple melon, which can be called colorful.

wanted to open his mouth and go back, but he had nothing to say in his chest, so he had to put on a very aggrieved face and look at Song Chiyuan angrily.

The night breeze blew all over the hall, and there was silence in the Moon Ji Fang for a long time.

"It's hard for Your Excellency to care, now in the twenty-second year of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, I remember the past so clearly......"

A white dress stepped forward, his sleeves were lightly raised, and his phoenix eyes were slightly cool.

"I am dedicated to summoning Song Chiyuan, the prince of the Southern Prince's Mansion, and I have seen His Royal Highness the King of Dingxi."