Hua Ziqing's eyes were cold, Hua Zirong was really whimsical, thinking that he would be able to escape this way
"The emperor, have you forgotten the agreement with Prime Minister Wen?" Hua Ziqing reminded faintly with his gentle eyes.
There was a chill in Hua Zirong's heart. How could he know about this? No one else would know about it except him and Prime Minister Wen.
"What is the meaning of the Qing King, I don't understand, but why did the Qing King secretly preach the decree?" Hua Zirong looked forced, and resentment in his heart seemed to break through the ground.
Hua Ziqing didn't have any fear at all, and silently counted three, two, and one in his heart.
After the three beeps, Hua Zirong felt a little dizzy and fainted.
The guards behind him immediately helped him in.
"King Hao, Princess Hao, King of the Western Regions, you have seen that the monarch of our country has not healed from his illness, and his sanity is a bit trance." Hua Ziqing said with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.
"King Qing, King Xiliu did not give an order, which means that everything is yours." Du Ling said with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Su Xier's eyes were faint, "Ajing, does Xi Liu want to cause war regardless of the relationship between the two nations?"
It seemed that he was talking about this with Pei Qianhao, and no one in the room could hear the sarcasm in these words.
Pei Qianhao had a deep expression, "War will fight."
Hua Ziqing saw that things were moving in a direction outside of the plan, and he was calm and comfortable at this moment.
But he adjusted the rhythm quickly, and he smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "It will be the fireworks palace banquet soon. It is better to have a good discussion between the king and the three after the palace banquet."
"Come here, send King Hao, Princess Hao, King of the Western Regions to the Peach Blossom Hall to rest."
As soon as the voice fell, Hua Ziqing took the lead to leave here.
Li Zikang was about to leave, but was stopped by Du Ling's guards.
"King of the Western Regions, what do you mean, this is the palace." Li Zikang said with an angry expression, his eyes cold.
Du Ling said with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "The matter has not been resolved yet, where do you want to go?"
"General Li, did you penetrate the pipa bone of Yu Xiao?" Su Xi'er said lightly with cold eyes.
Pei Qianhao looked cold and stared at him closely.
"That was really a misunderstanding. That day, the general received the missing of the Western Regions King. He hurriedly searched for it and found it. Who would have misunderstood the Western Regions King." Li Zikang's expression was peaceful, with a trace of injustice in his eyes.
Watching him act like this, the sneer at the corner of Su Xi'er's mouth became even colder, and I will return the crimes Yu Xiao suffered one by one in the future.
"The King of Xiliu said that he did not make a will, that is, General Li preached the imperial decree?" Du Ling asked with a sneer, not to kill you, but to peel off your skin.
When Li Zikang heard this, his heart trembled, but he returned to normal. After all, the Xiliu Palace is still under the control of the master, and Hua Zirong is just a puppet.
"The monarch of our country was almost assassinated last time, and he was mentally disturbed. With the courage of this general, he did not dare to preach the imperial decree." Li Zikang looked sincere, as if he had suffered great injustice.
Du Ling's eyes were cold, "Don't give me this set. When you arrested me just now, it was plausible. If General Li didn't give me an explanation, I would take your head. I think the world can't tell me. Ziwu Maoyou.
Li Zikang saw that he refused to give in, and he began to think about how to escape.
"The King of the Western Regions, the firework palace banquet is about to begin, so why don't you just discuss something like Xi Liu at the banquet." Pei Qianhao said with a faint look.
Su Xi'er looked coldly, "Brother, Xi Liu is doing this, it should be seen."
"Okay, just do it." Du Ling said with certainty.
When Li Zikang heard that he was going to be interrogated at the banquet, his anxiety deepened, but he could only bite the bullet.
"This general must give an explanation to the King of Western Regions at the fireworks conference."
As soon as the voice fell, he left in a hurry, as if afraid of the people behind him chasing him.
Seeing this, the three looked at each other and walked towards Peach Blossom Garden.
When they got there, the three of them changed into the costumes Wu Ling had prepared.
Pei Qianhao wore a black brocade-patterned robe with an angular face, which made it seem that some strangers would not enter.
Du Ling wore a purple golden dragon robe with a gentle face, and the majesty of the superior was undoubtedly revealed.
Only Su Xier was wearing a white long dress with blossoming lotus embroidered on it, which seemed simple, but when she walked, the lotus was lifelike, as if it were real.
Coupled with her unique temperament, it is like a nine-day goddess descending to the earth.
Du Ling glanced at her with admiration, sincerely proud.
Pei Qianhao's eyes are tender and full of petting.
After dressing and dressing up, the three of them followed the lady's lead towards Liuhua Pool, where the fireworks palace banquet was held.
The water of Liuhua Pool is shining, and under the shining of moonlight, it exudes colorful colors.
A hundred officials of civil and military affairs, ladies and gentlemen, have already been seated.
When the three arrived, it caused a sensation.
"You see that is Princess Hao, is it really the eldest princess who died in Nan Zhao?"
"The rumor is so, who knows."
At this time, a beautiful woman in a pink dress got up and walked towards the three of them.
"Princess Hao, are you really Ning Rulan, the princess of Nanzhao Kingdom?"
She was not persecuting, as if she was just curious.
Pei Qianhao's eyes were cold, and he gently shook Su Xi'er's hand.
The corners of Du Ling's mouth were cold, looking at people coming.
The visitor was stared a little scared, and his scalp was a little numb.
Su Xi'er saw this with a decent smile on the corner of her mouth, "Look, do I look like it?"
"The courtier thinks that although Ning Rulan is also a beauty, she is a beauty who is not allowed to be a woman, and Princess Hao is a beauty who does not eat the fireworks. I don't think it is like it." The woman in the pink dress pondered for a moment and said analytically. .
"Then, the answer has come out." Su Xier's expression was gentle and pleasant, with a generous and elegant temperament.
The response was reasonable and courtesy was thoughtful. The woman in the pink dress was instantly attracted.
At this moment, a ridicule came, "Have you denied, Princess Hao? Why did King Yun repeatedly claim that you are? Is it possible that King Yun would mistakenly identify his fiancée."
"The world knows why the princess Nanzhao died, your words are hypocritical." Su Xier said calmly without changing her expression.
The woman was silent at once, but she was a little unwilling.
"Princess Hao, don't blame it, my little girl is also curious, after all, the reputation of the princess Nanzhao is too loud." A woman in palace costume said meaningfully.
Pei Qianhao did not cover these sharp swords for her, but stood behind her all the time. She believed that her Xi'er was never weak to be deceived, and she was enough to deal with these clowns.
There was a touch of irony at the corner of Du Ling's mouth, but he also watched the change and stood still.
Su Xier's eyes were faint, and the corner of her mouth smiled, "It's only a rumor, I believe the truth will always come to light, I look forward to that day."
There is no slight bit of resentment, and the expression is indifferent, which is amazing.
Hua Ziqing, who had been hiding in the dark, saw this scene, but was even more sure of a certain thought in his heart, his lips raised, overflowing with a sneer.