When Jiang Xuening heard this, she was sure in her heart, so she said:

"You just said that His Royal Highness King Linzi is also going."

Shen Zhiyi nodded:

"That's right."

Jiang Xuening said confidently:

"So I have a way, Miss Xue wants to become the princess of Linzi, when you understand that His Royal Highness the King of Linzi and Yan Lin have a very good relationship, do you think she will take this opportunity to let His Royal Highness the King of Linzi further know her reasonableness, so that regardless of the relationship between the Duke of Dingguo and the Marquis of Yongyi, she also went to participate in this crown ceremony."

"Then for what reason should I go, Her Royal Highness the Princess can tell Miss Xue to let the Queen Mother send you, and she can go there as a companion."

"The Queen Mother is bent on matching His Royal Highness King Linzi and Miss Xue, and she will definitely not refuse."

Shen Zhiyi nodded again and again when she heard this.

Seven days later.

The much quieter Yongyi Marquis Mansion is finally a little lively.

In the back hall, there are the young generation of powerful people in Beijing, and Yang Jiao, who is Shen Jue, sits at a table with Yan Lin, Shen Zhiyi, and Jiang Xuening.

At this time, someone smiled and proposed:

"Everyone, today is Yan's birthday, why don't we say a few congratulatory words to the birthday star, I won't have many words, then I'll come first."

As he spoke, he walked up to Yan Lin with a wine glass:

"Brother Yan, I wish you good fortune like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan."

Yan Lin smiled while holding the wine glass:

"I'm not seventy or eighty anymore, but I can't afford your congratulations."

Suddenly, a man at the other table was full of rebelliousness, and said disdainfully:

"What."

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field froze, and Yang Jiao suddenly chuckled:

"Xue Shu, do you think that a person who can't even control his own brother can manage the huge palace in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people present were inexplicable, but Xue Shu was happy, and today, she finally heard this bright hint, and immediately said:

"Your Highness, don't blame, Ah Ye, he drank too much."

Immediately, the atmosphere on the field eased, and Shen Zhiyi also sent a congratulatory message, after waiting for Jiang Xuening, Yan Lin saw that she couldn't seem to think of it for a while, and directly said that if she couldn't think of it, she would change herself to wish her.

"May the bright moon be long, the breeze will always be with you, all worries will be solved in your heart, and all difficulties will be cleared."

As soon as Yan Lin finished speaking, Shen Zhiyi began to remind Jiang Xuening:

"Ning Ning, you can't think of a congratulatory message, the gift can be prepared well, quickly, take it out and show it to them."

Then the attendant on the side walked to Yan Lin with a long box in both hands, and he opened the long box curiously, and saw a black unsheathed long sword.

Yan Ling picked up the long sword with joy when he saw Hunting, danced an arrow flower casually, and blurted out:

"Good sword."

Jiang Xuening heard his praise and said with a smile:

"Someone once said that the general's sword is unsheathed."

Yan Lin was very surprised:

"I can't believe you remember."

Jiang Xuening said in a deep voice:

"In the past, Yan Shizi only said the first half of the sentence, today I will give you the second half of the sentence, the sword edge is sharpened, and the day when you belong to the sheath will always come, I wish Yan Shizi the sword battlefield, Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the peace of the country."

Yan Lin was indescribably moved in his eyes, first said hello, and then looked at everyone:

"Thank you for coming today, Yan Lin is the first to do it."

Seeing this, the unruly man before, Xue Ye, saw this, and a touch of yin appeared in his eyes, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and directly threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"His Royal Highness the King of Linzi, His Royal Highness the Princess, you nobles are forgetful, then it is up to me to say, the Holy Lord has long decreed that the Yongyi Marquis Mansion shall not hide the blade privately, so."

He suddenly ordered:

"Come on, give me Yan Shizi's sword."

Shen Zhiyi shouted:

"Stop, Xue Ye, what do you want to do?"

Xue Ye completely ignored Xue Shu's eyes beside him, got up and walked over, and said:

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the Xue family is leading Xingwuwei to act impartially."

Yan Lin's expression was grim:

"Xue Ye, whatever you want today, just take it, but it's this sword, no."

Xue Ye was ruthless:

"Okay, then you are resisting the decree, only against the party dare to resist the decree, Yan Lin, do you dare?"

Xue Shu hurriedly walked over, glanced at Yang Jiao, who had never spoken, and then persuaded:

"Brother, don't talk nonsense."

She turned her head to look at Xingwuwei standing next to the threshold:

"Don't get out yet."

But I saw that this team of Xingwu guards didn't move at all.

"Xue Gongzi, whether to resist or not is not your family's words, and today." Before Jiang Xuening finished speaking, Xue Ye slapped her face impatiently.

I saw Jiang Xuening's body flashing with white light, but it was Xue Ye who let out a miserable scream, and everyone saw that his palm was bleeding, as if he had been hit hard.

Yan Lin immediately protected Jiang Xuening behind him, and then asked out loud:

"Ning Ning, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Xuening was a little stunned, and suddenly found that the wooden pendant she was carrying was hot, and she instantly realized in her heart.

Xue Ye endured the sharp pain in his palm, and his face was hideous:

"Jiang Xuening, what means did you use to dare to plot against me."

Yang Jiao stood up unhurriedly:

"Bullying the female streamers, but getting hurt, and now they are starting to beat a rake again, Xue Ye, Xue Ye, you let this king say something about you."

"This king doesn't know whether to be glad that the next generation of the Xue family is really so unbearable, or whether to regret that Dingguo Gong has worked hard for most of his life to give birth to such a thing as you."

"Now, either take a steel knife and cut off the king's head, or give the king a kick out."

When he said this, not only Xue Ye was inexplicably cold all over his body, but the rest of the people only felt cold in the back of their necks, and only now, did they realize that once King Linzi, who had always been gentle and polite, started a fire, it was so terrifying.

Xue Shu forced the discomfort in his heart and said with a forced smile:

"Your Highness, Ah Ye is impulsive and reckless, please don't blame him, I'll take him out first."

Yang Jiao said indifferently:

"You can't be shocked by this kind of unpopular goods, you let this king say something about you."

Although the light of the sexual spirit in this realm is divided into four parts, it can still absorb a trace of negative energy and use it.

So, after Yang Jiao said a word to Xue Shu with deep meaning, a trace of negative energy power was contained in his throat, and he shouted at Xue Ye:

"Don't hurry up yet."

With a "bang", Xue Ye was drunk like this, and he only felt that his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he couldn't help but weaken his legs and feet and fall to the ground.

Yang Jiao shouted to Xingwuwei by the door:

"Hey, come to someone, let this Xue Gongzi get out, don't worry about the Xue family's revenge, and then come to this king on an errand, if there is any accident in the family one day, this king believes that people are doing it, the sky is watching, the so-called heavenly way is good reincarnation, who the sky spares anyone, Xue Gongzi will definitely have some accidents."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the people on the field became more and more strange, but they didn't expect that the always kind King Linzi was really ruthless, and ruthlessly trampled the Xue family's face on the soles of his feet.

Suddenly, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man walked out of this team of Xingwu Weizhong, and he saluted respectfully towards Yang Jiao:

"Little Lu Gang commands."

Yang Jiao looked at the young man in front of him who was full of ambition and wanted to climb up, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Since he decided that he was not a son of the world twenty years ago, he was brave and righteous, and Dingguo Gong can be the only seedling, so rest assured, he is old and frail, and he definitely does not want any accidents to happen to his only heir today."

(End of chapter)