At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly said: "Stop!"
Everyone stopped.
Everyone looked at him one after another, waiting for his order to take down Princess Baoyin, who was carrying a weapon and was planning an assassination in front of the imperial court.
But Ari Silan was not panicked at the moment, just sat aside, with a faint smile in his eyes, looking at Zhu Feng.
It seems to be waiting for him to respond.
Zhu Feng looked at Princess Baoyin, then at Ari Silan, and said, "Special envoy, is this the congratulatory gift you gave me?"
"good."
Arisilan stood up, and even said very respectfully: "This is a song specially made by Princess Baoyin for what she saw and felt when she came to Jinling this time, and I give it to Your Majesty."
"..."
"And this sword dance."
"..."
"Including the princess herself."
Zhu Feng raised his brows slightly, as if he had understood something, and although the people around him were still a little confused, they did not dare to let go when they saw the sword in Princess Baoyin's hand.
Until Zhu Feng raised his hand and waved lightly: "Everyone back down."
Yingshao frowned, and said softly, "Your Majesty—"
"I said, back off!"
This time, no one dared to step forward, and everyone withdrew their swords one after another. Princess Baoyin stepped on the shoulders of the two guards, took advantage of the momentum, turned over and landed on the ground.
Sure enough, it was as light as a civet.
Although, hearing their purpose from Ari Silan, Nan Yan already disliked this princess who seemed to be both talented in sex and art in her heart, but she had to admit that she was really a princess in both sex and art. .
The singing is melodious, the sword dance is swaying, and the softness reveals strength.
Even those guards couldn't take her down.
It seems that the princess of Tang Kingdom is not an ordinary girl.
At this moment, she put away her long sword, walked in front of Zhu Feng, looked at Zhu Feng generously, and said with a smile: "I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor will return the gift."
"Return gift?"
Zhu Feng looked at her: "You still want to return the gift?"
Princess Baoyin said: "On our grassland, songs and swords must come and go."
As soon as her words fell, she was about to hide in a corner just now, Concubine Kang who finally returned to her seat at this time was furious, and scolded: "It's such a big burden, how dare you ask His Majesty to return the gift? This is the Kingdom of Yan , is not your grassland!"
"..."
"Besides, His Majesty hasn't said he wants you yet!"
Zhu Feng glanced at her.
When she looked back at Princess Baoyin, her eyes became a little darker.
It stands to reason that in exchanges between the two countries, there should indeed be back and forth in etiquette, and the sword dance—it's okay to say.
But the song she just played, even though he knew some dialects of the country, but the situation just now was too complicated, and there were many noisy people, so he didn't fully understand it.
If the gift is returned in the wrong way, it will only make people laugh.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced around.
Who here, can return this gift
Just at this moment, a very soft, but not timid voice sounded behind him—
"Your Majesty, this gift does not bother the Emperor."
"..."
"Let the servants share the worries of the emperor, let's take care of it."
"..."
When they heard the voice, everyone was startled, and everyone looked behind Zhu Feng in unison.
And Zhu Feng frowned slightly, and turned around.
I saw Nanyan standing behind him, looking up at him.
Although she looked so petite and slender, at this moment, her gaze was extremely firm, even sharper than the sword light in Baoyin's hand.