The palace banquet is set up in the Huayi Palace, and there are not only the West Night Missions who attend the banquet tonight, but also ...... King Xuan.

In addition, several important ministers were also invited, and Liu Xiang was among them.

When Emperor Liang saw King Xuan at the head of the head, his face was not good, but after all, he didn't say anything because of his face, and announced the banquet.

The messenger sent by the King of the Western Night was the second prince of the Western Night, Yening Achu.

West Nights was born on the grassland, and most of them were strong and straightforward, and their behavior was bold. But this is not the case with Yening Achu, who is more like a Liang man than a person from the West Night.

Song Qingan squinted slightly, looking at the second prince.

His face is white, his eyebrows and eyes are clear, and he is a gentle and humble gentleman. Feeling Song Qing'an's gaze, Ye Ning Achu did not avoid it, but smiled at her gently, and raised the wine bottle to signal.

Song Qingan also smiled, he looked at it harmlessly.

But how could the person who was designated by the King of the West Night to be the envoy be as easy to bully as he looked.

Before coming to the palace banquet, Cuizhu and Song Qing'an talked a lot about Yening Achu.

His biological mother was just a low-ranking concubine in the harem of the Queen of the Western Night, and she was only briefly noticed after giving birth to the second prince. Yening Achu's situation is quite good, since his biological mother was pregnant, Princess Xiye began to calculate that she was going to have this baby.

In such a bad environment, Yening Achu not only grew up without danger, but also gained the attention of the King of the Western Night, this person should not be underestimated.

In recent years, the King of the West Night has put the prince on the agenda, and the second prince and the eldest prince from the princess have been fighting openly and secretly, and they have not courted each other.

This envoy to Daliang may be an opportunity for Ye Ning Achu to gain an advantage.

Thinking of this, Song Qing'an's gaze at Yening Achu became more and more kind.

She can't take care of their family affairs in the west night. But if she can help her brother with this, she doesn't mind being a favor and helping the two princes.

Inexplicably, Jenin Ah Chu felt a chill on the back of his neck. He glanced at Princess Zhaoding, who was sitting opposite, and subconsciously felt that he must not have anything to do with this person.

Not long after the banquet began, Yening Achu got up to toast Emperor Liang, and took the opportunity to let people present the gift.

It is said to be a gift, but in fact, they are all treasures that are paid tribute all year round. Such as night pearls, jadeite, and the like. But the last one is not ordinary.

A beautiful woman dressed in the western night entered from outside the hall and bowed to Emperor Liang Yingying, shy and timid. When she raised her eyes, she revealed a pair of washed blue eyes.

Emperor Zongliang had no desire for women, and when he saw such a beauty, he still opened his eyes and leaned forward.

Song Qingan couldn't help but smile, Da Liang and Xiye made peace, and Xiye sent a beauty again......

Didn't they say that the princess of Daliang was the same as the woman who was taken as a gift in the eyes of their western night?

Liu Sijin sat next to Song Qing'an, and when she saw this, her face was slightly stiff.

Song Qing'an glanced at Liu Qiyun beside Emperor Liang, and saw that her smile was also a little lighter.

A tribute beauty can't threaten her at all, what makes her unhappy is the humiliation behind it.

The west night is just a barbarian, the beams make them a little thin, and they even kick their noses in the face?

Emperor Liang didn't say anything, and was quite happy to let Jeninga express his gratitude to the King of the Western Night on his behalf.

Jenin replied with a gentle smile that concealed the mockery in his eyes.

The beauties were placed in the side hall first, and the banquet continued. The people under the seat toasted Emperor Liang one after another, and Liu Qiyun on the side also deliberately persuaded him. In this way, Emperor Liang was already drunk.

If it had been earlier, Emperor Liang would never have been drunk at the palace banquet. But since Pei Qing was appointed as the master of ceremonies, everything has been handled properly, and Emperor Liang has also devoted himself to seeking immortals, and he has indulged a lot.

Song Qing'an originally thought that she was the only one present who wanted to get drunk with Emperor Liang, but seeing that this toast continued, she felt a little funny.

Considering the amount of alcohol she drinks, Song Qingan didn't actually drink much. She looked at the upper seat and was making eye contact with Pei Qing.

At this time, Emperor Liang was half-drunk, and Liu Qiyun's attention was on Emperor Liang, and he did not pay attention to the situation. Song Qingan was also bold, holding his cheeks with one hand, and threw a flattering look at Pei Qing.

Pei Qing's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey. His eyes swirled around on Song Qing'an's bun, and then stopped on her lips, straight and hooked, making Song Qing'an blush a little.

She no longer looked at Pei Qing, and ate a few chopsticks at random, but she didn't know what it tasted like.

King Xuan and Liu Xiang had secretly exchanged glances under the seat a few times, and when they saw that Emperor Liang was already drunk, they took their leave one after another.

Song Qing'an looked at the two vacated seats, his eyes gradually sank.

She glanced at Jenin Achu's position again, silently thinking about how to lure him out.

According to the rules, she can't take the initiative to submit an invitation to Yening Achu, and she is said to have a small private meeting with a foreign man, and if she is deducted from the hat of fornicating with a foreign enemy, it will be troublesome.

Fortunately, Song Qing'an was lucky, and an attendant whispered a few words in Ye Ning Achu's ear, and he bowed to Emperor Liang and withdrew from the main hall.

Song Qing'an held on to the wine cup and thought for a moment, and then gave a glance to the bamboo smoke on the side.

Zhu Yan comprehended and supported Song Qingan when she softened and fell to the side. But seeing Song Qingan's face was red, his eyelashes were half drooping, and he looked drunk.

Zhuyan sent the maid to explain to Emperor Liang that after getting permission, he helped Song Qing'an out of the main hall.

The hall is still singing and dancing, and the court dancers flick their water sleeves and dance to the music.

Pei Qing's eyes froze, and he stared at the position of Song Qing'an, who was no longer empty.

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As soon as he arrived outside the Huayi Palace, Song Qing'an was completely drunk. Looking at the palace road in front of him, Song Qingan was a little worried.

Thinking that he was in a hurry, it seemed that there was something important. If you want to consult in the palace of the Great Liang...... What is the most secret place?

Near the Huayi Palace, there is a lotus pond. It's winter now, and the lotus pond is unattended...... Secluded place.

There was a guess in his heart, but Song Qingan was still not sure, and in the final analysis, it was just luck.

In the summer, the pond full of lotus flowers now only has some residual stems and leaves, and the night is quite terrifying. It's almost unattended in the winter, and there are no lights at night. Zhu Yan carried a palace lamp that was better than nothing, and looked around from time to time, his eyes showing vigilance.

"Princess."

There seemed to be a figure shaking in the pavilion in front of him, and the bamboo smoke whispered to Song Qing'an, stopping in front of him.

There was a bush on the side, and the master and servant were hidden in it. The surroundings were extremely silent, and Song Qingan heard a few words from time to time.

She listened closely, and found that the man was speaking the Western Night Dialect.

Now Song Qing'an came to the spirit, she switched places with Zhuyan, and listened carefully to the outside.

The human voice came intermittently, Song Qing'an frowned slightly, and only vaguely heard a few words.

"The Great Prince...... Princess...... Breaking ......"

Since the first time his brother passed the book to her after leaving the palace, Song Qingan quietly learned the Western Night Dialect.

The elder brother said that the wolf son of the West Night was ambitious and had always coveted the Central Plains. He is on the frontier and often deals with the people of the Western Night, and the future is unpredictable, so he should have planned early.

In fact, Song Qinghuai originally wanted to persuade Song Qingan to come out of the palace, and he would answer it. However, Song Qing'an felt that how could he not take advantage of the ambition of the West Night?

The night talk in the west is to increase the chances of winning a possible negotiation.

Song Qing'an looked at it, and in the dark, the white in the pavilion was particularly eye-catching.

Nayaning Achu, today he wears white clothes.