Chapter 1982 [Shangxie] Note

Xia Fuyi did not see Changsun Qingzhao again in the next two days. According to what Aze said, they were envoys from other countries who came to pay tribute. Because the emperor was ill, the reception matters were arranged by the regent, and Changsun Qingzhao was too busy to come.

Xia Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Her internal strength had recovered to the third level, but because Changsun Qingzhao always came over at irregular intervals, she was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't dare to concentrate too much on recovering.

When Aze came to deliver breakfast that day, Xia Fuyi had just been meditating all night and had not fallen asleep at all. But when she woke up, she was still very energetic and even had time to ask why today's breakfast was so much richer.

Aze smiled and replied,

"Today is the day that His Majesty is hosting a banquet in the palace to entertain the Jinliang envoy. The imperial kitchen has been preparing for this since yesterday, so the meals in each palace will inevitably be more sumptuous."

Xia Fuyi's heart moved when she heard this, and she said with a sound of "Oh".

"Didn't you say that His Majesty was ill? Why did you personally entertain him?"

"This is something that the Emperor of Chiwei must understand. Your Majesty, as a vassal, can have the Regent entertain the envoys on your behalf, but Your Majesty must be present at the palace banquet. This not only demonstrates our country's friendship and respect for the tributary nation, but also serves to highlight our national prestige. In addition to Your Majesty, all the ministers in the court will also be attending the palace with their families. The palace will surely be bustling tonight."

Xia Fuyi nodded, her expression cold and her emotions unresolved.

After breakfast, Aze left with the lunch box. Xia Fuyi walked into the courtyard absent-mindedly. Looking at the flowers that were about to bloom, she couldn't help but wonder whether she should find a chance to meet Lian Tang tonight.

These days she has had no chance to check whether Changsun Qingzhao has the military token on him. Does she really have to go to Piaomiao Mountain with him? It would be much more convenient for her in a more familiar environment, and she can also find Zhan Luoying to ask about Changsun Chi's poison.

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The palace is indeed much more lively today.

Even while sitting in the room, Xia Fuyi could feel the hurried footsteps coming and going around the palace. In addition, there were obviously a lot more guards guarding outside this palace.

It seems that Changsun Qingzhao was also wary that she would take advantage of the chaos to escape, so he specially sent more people to watch her.

Sitting in the room, Xia Fuyi couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at the big bed covered by curtains.

We didn't make an appointment beforehand, and I don't know if Lian Tang will come today.

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Lian Tang did not come, but at noon Aze silently slipped a note into her hand.

When Xia Fuyi noticed the foreign object in her hand, she was startled. When she looked again, Aze was serving her food with a lowered head.

Xia Fuyi calmly put the note into her sleeve and began to eat slowly.

She knew that there was someone outside the room listening to what was happening inside at any time, so she asked some irrelevant questions as usual as if nothing had happened.

"Has the Jinliang envoy entered the palace?"

"Not yet,"

Aze replied in a soft voice,

"The banquet will not begin until the evening of the 11th hour, and they will enter the palace at the evening of the 11th hour. They will only enter the palace to attend the banquet. After the banquet is over, they will leave the palace and return to the inn to live."

"Can I go see the party?"

Aze was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"You'd have to ask the prince about this. How would I, a servant, know?"

Xia Fuyi didn't make things difficult for him and sent him away after dinner.

After standing in the courtyard for a while, she returned to her room and got into bed. The curtains fell layer by layer, blocking her figure.

Xia Fuyi then took out the note from her sleeve, smoothed out the wrinkles, and a few ink-colored words came into view.

——[Xu Shi, Amber Palace, he has something to say]