The envoy Bedol hurriedly shook his head, "Your Excellency, you are joking!" ”

Guozhang stroked his beard and asked, "Oh? How could it be that yesterday the barbarians entered the capital without permission and killed the people of our dynasty! ”

The envoy hurriedly apologized, "Your Majesty of the Sheng Heavenly Dynasty, yesterday was the prince and princess of my clan who was naughty, so I entered the capital one day ahead of schedule without permission, and I apologize to Your Majesty!" The messenger knelt respectfully.

Although Zhai Yuan was dissatisfied, he didn't show it, and said: "The prince and princess are messing around, I haven't pursued it yet, but when it comes to killing, Bei Messenger, what do you have to argue?" ”

The envoy looked up fearlessly and explained, "Your Majesty, it was not my clan who killed people yesterday!" ”

"Oh? Is the messenger shirking responsibility? The abbot was aggressive and continued to speak.

Bedol looked at Guozhang and said with a straight face: "The one who killed yesterday was the Miao curse man, not my barbarian!" ”

"Miao curse man?" The prince looked at His Majesty.

Zhai Yuan waved his hand, "This matter will not be discussed at the banquet, everyone, raise a glass and drink together!" Zhai Yuan raised his wine glass and looked at the royal family officials below.

Singing and dancing, everyone laughed and drank, waiting to welcome the New Year in the palace.

Youruo couldn't sit still and asked, "Can I go?" "The banquet was noisy.

"Are you tired?" Zhai Xiying looked sideways at Youruo.

Yuruo nodded lightly. Unexpectedly, the savages came to obstruct it again.

"King Ying, this prince toasts you!" Ha Tangxuan took a glass of wine and held it in front of Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying didn't take Ha Tangxuan's wine glass, reached out and raised the wine glass he had drunk, and drank it.

"King Ying doesn't plan to give this king a cup in return?" After a glass, Ha Tangxuan continued to pour wine.

"Please!" But a glass of light wine. Zhai Xiying drank it unceremoniously.

Ha Tangxuan laughed and praised: "King Ying is worthy of being a good man, heroic!" ”

"Heh~" Zhai Xiying snorted.

Ha Tang Xuan's wine glass moved in the direction and faced Youruo, "Girl, can you have a drink with this prince?" ”

"Prince Hatangxuan, this king's concubine is pregnant, so she should not drink!" Zhai Xiying shirked.

Ha Tangxuan nodded, "That's it, the girl replaced the wine with tea and with this prince!" ”

Zhai Xiying didn't say anything more, Youruo stood up and drank a cup of tea.

"It's a pity, why didn't Prince Ben enter the capital a year earlier!" Ha Tangxuan stared at Youruo's beautiful eyes and sighed again and again.

With a hook of red lips, he returned: "Prince Hatangxuan, even if it is a year earlier, the concubine is still King Ying's person!" ”

The marriage contract is in the body, although she was Princess Ying at that time, and she was the concubine of King Ying at that time, no matter how you calculate it, she is Zhai Xiying's woman.

Compared with Zhai Xiying, Youruo is even more disgusted with Ha Tangxuan. For some reason, I just don't like him to put it on her, and his straight eyes are more disgusting than Zhai Xiying's look at her with a look.

Ha Tangxuan stared at Youruo's eyes and red lips, listening to Youruo's moving voice. Because of the courage of drinking, he actually wanted to come and lift the mask of Youruo.

was pushed by Zhai Xiying's hand, not only blocking his groping pig hand, but also making his body take a few steps back, almost hitting the dancing girl performing behind him.

Ha Tangxuan was slightly angry, took a few steps forward, and roared: "King Ying, why are you doing this?" ”

Zhai Xiying sneered, "Prince of other clans, you are presumptuous, right?" ”

Even if Lu Youruo is his concubine, she is a member of the Sheng Tian Dynasty, and she married into the royal family. Can a foreign prince be defiled?

Slightly shocked by Zhai Xiying's breath, Ha Tangxuan sobered up and bowed his hand: "It's Xuan rude, please forgive King Ying!" ”

Ha Tangxuan knew that his identity was not as good as Zhai Xiying, and now that he was in the territory of the Sheng Tian Dynasty, it was not suitable to confront the prince.

One last glance at Youruo, swinging his sleeves back to his position.

Zhai Xiying did not ignore the coldness when Ha Tangxuan turned around. The deep eyes narrowed dangerously, this Ha Tangxuan, it seems that he must strengthen his precautions against him!

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(Markor Literature-)