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All the courtiers were shocked to death.
King Muye was lying unconscious on the ground, but he actually said he was drunk
Your Majesty, have you been threatened
However, no matter what doubts the courtiers present and their relatives may have in their hearts, they will not be answered after all.
Nan Qiyuan glanced at Lu Jingye who was in Luo Ming's arms, and turned his gaze to Su Changjin again, "It's not peaceful in Beijing today, please trouble the Regent to come and send King Muye back to his residence."
Su Changjin slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Nan Qiyuan.
Why is the capital not peaceful, even if it is not peaceful, who would dare to provoke Lu Jingye, let alone what kind of tricks Lu Jingye played, both of them knew.
Let her send him back, what's on An's mind
Su Changjin nodded slightly, and then, under the doubtful or surprised eyes of everyone, he winked at Luo Ming. Luo Ming understood, grabbed Lu Jingye's shoulder with his backhand, and followed Su Changjin away with his people.
As they passed by, Beiming Wuji looked at Su Changjin who walked past her without looking sideways, and looked at Lu Jingye with a colder expression.
He couldn't be more clear about whether there was poison in the glass of wine just now.
This Lu Jingye's thoughts were too deep.
I'm afraid that he is sure that his identity cannot be revealed, so he is acting so arrogantly here.
Seeing that Su Changjin was about to leave, Gong Qiu finally couldn't help standing up from his seat, "Hey, I haven't said a word to my little Jiu yet..."
"Prince Rong."
Above, Nan Qiyuan also stood up from his seat, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he spoke calmly, "We are not in a hurry to meet each other for a while, today we still focus on the diplomatic relations between the two countries."
Beiming Wuji retreated beside Song Yingshi, listening to what Nan Qiyuan said, he couldn't help but sneered from the bottom of his heart.
To put it nicely, the most important thing is the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
If there were to be a fight, although Beiming is not as rich and powerful as Daqing now, his military strength is beyond Daqing's reach. If it weren't for Xiao Jiu's face, it would not be a problem for him to march southward for a hundred miles.
"What is the meaning of His Majesty Daqing?"
Right now, Gong Qiu who escaped from arrogance naturally cannot be counted on, only Song Yingshi is the spokesperson.
Nan Qiyuan suddenly smiled, "Leave the fun here to others, why don't you and I go to the hall and discuss the issue of diplomatic relations between the two countries again?"
Renegotiate
Does this mean peace, or does it mean war
Song Yingshi was not afraid of his invitation, and there was no movement from Beiming Wuji beside him, so he got up and gave a slight salute, "In this case, it's better to obey Song's orders than to be respectful."
The two reached an agreement.
But Beiming Wuji was not interested in the conversation between the two of them. He looked in the direction where Su Changjin disappeared, and was about to leave in a low-key manner while others were focusing on Nan Qiyuan and Song Yingshi.
"correct."
Nan Qiyuan, who had walked a certain distance, suddenly stopped, and looked in the direction of Song Yingshi and Beiming Wuji, with indifferent eyes.
"To be fair, General Song can also bring his bodyguards here to show my sincerity."
Nan Qiyuan glanced at Beiming Wuji casually, without any particular intention.
Naturally, there is no shortage of imperial guards in the Daqing Palace, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with Nan Qiyuan's words, but Song Yingshi's expression almost changed.
There was a chill in my heart.
Standing behind him is the king of a country, if Nan Qiyuan really has some ulterior motives, what should he do
His gaze swept over his side imperceptibly, and seeing Beiming Wuji nodded slowly, he finally took a deep breath and followed Nan Qiyuan.
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(end of this chapter)