Palace Prisoner

Chapter 8 Looking at the world from your side

Qin Zheng sent a total of three people, which was Xiao Yuanqi's plan. He expected that someone would chase them to the northwest border, so only one of these three people was the one who really delivered his mission. This is the front move, and the back move is Qin Zheng. On the second day of the dispatch of the military envoy, he was ill. Xiao Yuanqi promised that he would rest in the mansion without disturbing anyone, and gave him a lot of medicinal herbs to nourish his body.

In fact, Qin Zheng is no longer in the house. He sneaked out of the city the night before the military envoy left, with only three relatives. Xiao Yuanqi was unable to let go of negotiations with the people of Western Kun, but from the Wenwuli of the Manchu Dynasty, except for Qin Zheng, who was unable to take on this important task, only Qin Zheng could reassure Xiao Yuanqi.

Qin Zheng lived up to Xiao Yuanqi's instructions and sent back the news half a month later that Western Kun was not going to war with Changli. Xikun did not explain why heavy troops suppressed the border. Qin Zheng privately explored that Xikun did not mean to fight. This surprised Xiao Yuanqi, and what surprised Xiao Yuanqi even more was that the 12th Prince of Xikun wanted to come to Xijing in person to celebrate Xiao Yuanqi's accession to the throne ceremony.

Qin Zheng repeatedly refused, but the twelve princes made up his mind to come to Xijing. In order to let Qin Zheng remove his guard, he offered to take only 3,000 elite soldiers with him, and the rest of the heavy soldiers stayed at the border.

When Xiao Yuanqi received this military newspaper, Prince Xikun was already on his way to Xijing. Calculate the schedule and arrive on the eve of his accession to the throne.

"It's the right time." Xiao Yuanqi did not blame Qin Zheng's dereliction of duty, but ordered a big gift to welcome Prince Xikun's car.

The day they arrived in Xijing, Xiao Yuanqi led the soldiers of the Jingji army to greet them in front of the city gate. The strong wind outside the city roared, and thousands of soldiers were waiting upright. When the twelve prince got out of the car, everyone roared at the sky at the moment Xiao Yuan's hand fell: "Welcome to the twelve prince of Western Queensland."

Even if he was in the army all year round, the twelve princes were also overwhelmed by the rigorous queue, neat roar and rolling momentum in front of him. Xiao Yuanqi smiled with satisfaction and exchanged greetings with the twelve princes. When he saw a young entourage beside him, Xiao Yuanqi's eyes were thick. He smiled and walked forward with the hand of the twelve princes step by step into the gate of Xijing.

Because the national mourning has just passed, the joy in the western capital is not obvious, and there are only some big red lanterns hanging beside the road. However, Xiao Yuanqi went to the gate to greet him in person and had already made up for Prince Xikun.

Along the way to the inner city, the atmosphere in the palace is quite different from that in the city. Recently, in order to prepare for Xiao Yuanqi's accession to the throne, the sadness in the palace has gradually faded away. Today's palace has been carefully decorated in order to let the people of Western Kun see the heavenly power of Changli.

Shen Sirong stood in front of the queue in front of the gate of the palace, wearing the crown princess's formal dress and holding his hands in front of him. Seeing Xiao Yuanqi and his party enter the Zhengyang Gate, Shen Sirong steadily saluted, showing his mother's spirit.

"Your Majesty, do you dare to ask who this is?" The twelve princes asked.

In the open space in front of the hall, everyone was silent. The twelve prince looked puzzled. Xiao Yuanqi smiled and lowered his head to help Shen Sirong: "This is the lonely crown princess."

After the man standing behind the twelve prince said something in Xikun, the twelve prince suddenly nodded.

"Oh? So that's it, princess? That's the future queen, hehe, that's the lonely king's disrespectful. Shen Sirong frowned slightly and looked up. Between the twelve prince's cheerful laughter, Shen Sirong saw him clearly. The man's thick eyebrows and big eyes were overflowing with arrogance, and his beard covered his mouth, but his facial features were also full of evil spirits.

"The twelve princes laughed."

Shen Sirong recalled their conversation just now, and his heart became more and more chilled. These twelve princes are not just martial artists as he showed. His name is Emperor Xiao Yuanqi and calls her the future queen, which is the meaning of ** naked support. I think the man next to him is just a cover for his intention.

She leaned sideways and asked the two of them to enter the hall first, and then she saw the expressions of the ministers. Sure enough, Wang Chu's face showed an unfathomable state and seemed to resist great shock. Presumably, he had never guessed that Prince Xikun was really here to celebrate.

Thinking of Xiao Yuanqi's success, Shen Sirong was more careful for fear of a slight mistake.

While laughing, everyone had already sat down. Shen Sirong stepped on the golden dragon case, and she sat down beside Xiao Yuanqi. The tightly pinched hands are full of sweat stains. Xiao Yuanqi picked up the jade pot and held the bead cup and raised it to the twelve princes at the top of his right hand. The two looked at each other and smiled and drank it all.

While putting down the empty glass, Xiao Yuanqi wrapped Shen Sirong's hand under the table, spread out the soft palm with his slender fingers, and gently wiped the sweat stains. Shen Sirong did not dare to deflinch his head for fear of being humiliated by the ministers.

The sound of singing and dancing is fascinating, and the wine is dripping. Everyone in the hall gradually sent their hearts to this beautiful dance delicacy. Xiao Yuanqi squeezed his drunkenness in Shen Sirong's hand, which made Shen Sirong's face turn red, and while his red dress was even more gorgeous.

Today, it is said that there should not be a female presence, but Shen Sirong is the exception. She is now the only one who can stand beside Xiao Yuanqi and laugh at the world with him.

She left uneasily like the previous queen. She would sit here and accompany him all the time. Subconsciously, she tightened Xiao Yuanqi's hand again.

"I don't know what's the matter with the prince leading troops to our Changli border?" Drunkenness permeated every corner of the hall. When everyone was in a gaffe, Xiao Yuanqi suddenly asked, like a shocking Thunderbolt falling from the sky, and layers of fog suddenly rose from the flat ground, making everyone lost in the sound of breaking the sky.

Shen Sirong was relieved. She knew Xiao Yuanqi that he would not put this problem in the eyes of everyone when he was not sure. So, something must have made Xiao Yuanqi confirm that the twelve prince's intention was towards him.

The twelve princes smiled, picked up the wine pot on the table, opened the lid of the pot, poured wine into his mouth and said, "This jade cup is really exquisite. Unfortunately, the lonely king is a rough man. He can't stand this small mouthful of drinking. He is really not happy." After saying that, he casually put a drunken wine jut on the table.

"Come on, give the twelve princes a jar of pear blossom brew that has been treasured for many years." Xiao Yuanqi smiled boldly at each other, and the twelve princes opened the mud seal on the wine urn and drank it.

Xiao Yuanqi waved, and the internal supervisor also presented a jar of pear blossoms to the dragon case. After Xiao Yuanqi uncovered it, he also directly picked up the wine urn and fell into his mouth, which caused the twelve princes to laugh.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Sirong beside him. Shen Sirong smiled lightly, which made Xiao Yuanqi feel dizzy for a moment.

The ministers who held their breath and heard the news continued to raise their glasses and drink. The hall was so unhappy that the banquet sneaked out of the palace at night.

After the banquet, Shen Sirong led people to settle down the twelve prince's attendants one by one and returned to the Moon Hall. There were only two Xiao Yuanqi and the Twelve Lords who were drunk on the table in the palace just now.

In the dark night outside the hall, some guards are scattered and neatly distributed around this brightly lit temple. However, the candlelight in the hall swayed, reflecting the silhouette of the carved columns.

"How's the prince?"

Xiao Yuanqi looked up and stood up from the table and said to the twelve princes with a smile. There was no trace of drunkenness on his handsome face.

"Haha, the emperor is very drunk." Both of them pretended to be drunk at the same time, and only the two of them knew the purpose.

The middle of Xiao Yuanqi's eyes was stained with a little orange light, and his face turned red because of the wine.

"Your Majesty, there are only two of us in the hall at this moment. If you have something to say, just say it directly." Xiao Yuanqi's handsomeness did not affect his king's spirit. The corners of his lips were lifted a little, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The twelve princes are completely opposite, and the heroic spirit is even more galloping after drinking, like the flying eagle on the vast grassland.

"The emperor is very cheerful. The lonely king came to Changli for one person."

"Oh? Who would have asked the prince to come in person? Xiao Yuanqi pretended not to know. He looked at the visit cast by the Twelve Prince as if he had lost sight, and lowered his eyebrows as if he were thinking about something.

"Ha ha, the emperor still wants to be my father-in-law." He said his words bluntly and looked at Xiao Yuanqi, who was confused and had no choice but to continue to say, "That Lan Zhaoxun is my daughter, the princess Lan Ruo of my emperor of Western Queensland."

"What?" Xiao Yuanqi got up, and panic, worry and sadness came at this moment. The trueness of his emotions even moved the twelve prince himself.

sighed, and the twelve prince whispered, "It's a long story."

Behind the seemingly "true" rhetoric, how many people's joy and sorrow have been accommodated? The court woman was born sad. Thinking of what Xiao Ze had said many times, Xiao Yuanqi felt a pain in her heart, as if she remembered his mother, and seemed to think of Shen Sirong's soft smile.

"So that's the case, no wonder. In fact, to tell you the truth, Ruolan often has no mind at night after entering the palace, and sometimes she will accompany her to sit in the late spring residence for one night, so she has never been married until she dies, and it can be regarded as a pure walk in the next world."

Xiao Yuanqi's painful words can not only deepen the sympathy and love of the Twelve Princes for Ruolan, but also put himself out of this storm.

"Twilight Spring Residence?" The twelve prince finally restrained his smile, and the sergeant's murderous spirit came to him.

"It's the place where Ruolan lived. Does the prince want to go and see it?" Xiao Yuanqi asked.

"No, the lonely king only hopes that the emperor can return the body of the poor daughter." The proposal of the twelve princes was expected by Xiao Yuanqi as early as possible.

He did not hesitate to agree. The people in front of him were suspicious. Xiao Yuanqi secretly smiled bitterly: "That day, she recited the name of killing the king. The only thing she could do was to order people to put away her body. Otherwise, there would be nothing to return to the prince today."

With one word, the hall fell into silence.