"Ah—boo!" Xiao Maodou gave her a saliva bubble, turned her head and ignored it.
Liu Yusheng languished.
Using a handkerchief to wipe off the saliva from Xiao Maodou's mouth, Fu Yuzheng continued to persuade, "At this time, the prince should be still on the road, not even crossing the border. After entering the country, the Beicang royal family will come to meet him. He is safe. It is guaranteed. Ordinary people don’t even have the opportunity to get close. You don’t have to worry too much. Time, not even half a year can't come back, let's wait and see, and then make a decision, how?"
Liu Yusheng nodded helplessly, that was the only way she could do it, she couldn't steal it.
The family will worry about her.
In mid-March, the spring planting of the apricot blossoms was completed, and most of the fields were abandoned for most of the year. Seedlings were replanted, and there was a lot of greenery everywhere.
After finishing the spring sowing, because the plan to go to Beicang was temporarily unable to take place, Liu Yusheng and Qian Wanjin plunged into the expansion of the wine shop and chose the new location on the outskirts of Yunzhou City.
At the same time, Xinghuacun Winery was also newly built in Xuzhou, Yuzhou, and the commercial area was gradually spread from point to surface.
Time passed unconsciously.
At the end of April, the Nanling passenger ship sailed to Beicang Wharf and was greeted by the Emperor Beicang and his royal family and hundreds of civil and military officials.
Among the imperial children, Feng Qingbai saw Duan Ting and changed into court clothes in white.
Still sitting in a wheelchair.
The two nodded and laughed, their eyes faintly, as if friendship were shallow.
"I have received news that King Nanling arrived today, and he will host a banquet in the palace to meet the prince and the envoys, please!" Bei Canghuang, a strong man in his 50s, with a short beard and full of imperial spirit, spoke. The voice is very loud.
"Thank you, the emperor, I waited but I was disrespectful." A salute to the emperor in the north, and halfway there, the group stepped on the soft sedan chair picked up by the other party and headed to the palace.
The folk style of Beicang is tougher than that of Nanling, and the people here are closer to the Beizu. The people's dress is slightly different from that of Nanling.
While driving on the sedan, Feng Qingbai lifted the curtain and took a look at Kyoto Street, which was emptied by the officers and soldiers. As he was about to regain his sight, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow hidden in the crowd.
He stared at him, his eyes shrank slightly.
The marked black cloak covered his head and face. From this position, only a section of the opponent's chin could be seen. That was the case, and he was also wearing a mask.
The man lifted his head slightly, revealing the eyes covered by the cloak, dark and emotionless.
After a confrontation, the man's figure flashed, and the crowd disappeared.
Feng Qingbo retracted his eyes, leaned back on the sedan chair, and closed his eyes.
Sure enough, waiting for him in Beicang.
He looks forward to the day when he takes off the other party's mask, and it won't be long.
The soft sedan stopped and reached the gate of Beicang Palace. After passing through a long walk in the gate, it suddenly became clear.
But seeing the flowers blooming in front of me, the beautiful palace maidservant shuttled through the set table and arranged the banquet.
Emperor Bei Cang set up the banquet in the imperial garden, and there were musicians playing the palace music with Bei Cang style.
"Before, my fourteen sons went to Nanling as an ambassador, and they were taken care of by the king of Nanling. I heard that he had also stayed at the Prince's Mansion for one night." After taking people into his seat, Bei Cang Huang laughed, "This time the prince came to my Bei Cang. , It is up to him to greet the prince on his behalf, and to exchange courtesy!"
"Thank you, the emperor." Feng Qingbai didn't shirk his excuses, and directly nodded in response.
Bei Canghuang was stunned, laughed again, high-five to pass the meal, and at the same time the dancers came up.
Because of what he said just now, Duan Ting turned his wheelchair and went directly to the table of Feng Qingbo, and poured him wine personally, "Nanling wine is full of wine, Beicang wine is strong, the prince tastes it, but you are used to drinking it."
"If you have labor, Tingwang Shuzun has lowered your honor." He took a sip from the wine glass without frowning.
"It's really meaningless, you can do it anyway, let me succeed." Duan Ting was helpless.
"What did you succeed?"
"Said this wine is awful and too strong, so I can take the opportunity to recommend Nanling health wine to my father, and maybe I can make Miss Liu's wine a tribute, how good."
"You think too much."
"You have to think a little bit more." Duan Ting said lightly by raising his glass.
Feng Qingbai's eyes moved slightly, and his expression remained silent.
This is not a place to talk, anyway, Duan Ting once lived in his Nanling Palace, this time, he changed to live in his nest.
Is there a courtesy
You can talk slowly at that time.
At the banquet, the palace music changed, and the dancers danced gracefully. One of them was wearing a water red veil and a face scarf, and a pair of eyes exposed outside the face scarf were charming and charming.
As the dance moves, it gradually approaches the seat of Feng Qingbai and Duan Ting, every move is extremely soft, rotating and moving, eyes always looking at Feng Qingbai.
"Sneer." Duan Ting sneered almost inaudibly. "It's really good enough. It's here to hook people."
Feng Qingbai raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
"Well, I'm hooking you, haven't you seen it? Are you determined to do it? If it doesn't work, just go up."
As soon as the voice fell, the court clothes ushered in clammy.
"Sorry, slippery." If nothing happened, he took the tilted wine glass upright and put it back on the table.
Smelling the rich aroma of wine from his clothes, feeling the sticky and clammy, Duan Ting twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm just kidding, are you so serious?"
"My hands are slippery, are you serious?"
"..."
Duan Ting began to feel that it was not wise to provoke Qingbai at this time.
However, he just likes to recruit, what should I do
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Look at the shy and timid beauties behind the flowers. They are all of my father's kind, and none of them are simple. You are so good-looking, you don’t want to be in front of them when you are in the palace. Akira, when you go out, if you encounter any beauty, accidentally falling, or accidentally dropping your veil, don't bother...otherwise you will be sorry for Miss Liu."
Feng Qingbai feels Duan Ting is ill.
"You beautiful Beicang man died?"
"..."
When Duan Ting was considering whether to kill Feng Qingbai or Feng Qingbai, the beauty dancing at the table leaned forward, and the veil on his face slowly fell, revealing a charming face.
Blind.
Renfeng Qingbai didn't even glance at her from the beginning to the end.
"Sister Seventeen, hurry down after the jump, the little clothes on her body, be careful to get cold." Chao Meiren's smile, Duan Ting kindly reminded.
It’s a pity that the beauty turned a deaf ear to Bei Canghuang Road, who was sitting above him, "The world has rumored that the king of Nanling is beautiful and beautiful, but the gentleman is Qianqian, but he has never seen him by his name. The rumors are as good as they are. Father, the child has always admired the Nanling King, so he has the courage to perform a dance. I wonder if I can toast again?"
For the royal princess's bold words and deeds, the Beicang emperor and even the Beicang officials present seem to be used to it, "Quick!"