The palace was decorated with lights and filled with a lively and festive atmosphere.

In the Tai Palace, a grand palace banquet was going on enthusiastically.

The purpose of this banquet was, firstly, to celebrate the triumphant return of the army and the great victory on the border, and secondly, to celebrate the completion of the newly built road. These two major events made the emperor very happy, so he held a grand banquet to entertain royal relatives and important court officials.

The hall was brightly lit, illuminating the carved beams and painted buildings with a golden and magnificent look.

In the center of the hall, a group of dancers in colorful clothes danced to the melodious and soothing string music.

They have light figures, agile dance steps, and long sleeves fluttering in their hands, just like fairies in the clouds.

The dancers had affectionate eyes and just the right smiles. Every turn and every lift of their hands was full of charm, and the audience was mesmerized.

The musicians on the side were immersed in the performance, with the crisp sound of the zither, the mellow sound of the pipa and the melodious sound of the erhu intertwined together.

Sometimes it sounds as clear and pleasant as the sound of large and small beads falling on a jade plate; sometimes it sounds as soothing and pleasant as the gurgling of water in the mountains, creating a very warm and cheerful atmosphere at the banquet.

The ministers, dressed in gorgeous and solemn court robes, sat neatly in their seats.

They held exquisite wine glasses and talked to each other.

Some were discussing the hardships of the war with great interest, praising the generals who fought bravely on the battlefield, their words full of admiration;

Some were seriously discussing the positive impact that the new roads would have on the country and the economy, their eyes flashing with anticipation for the country's future development.

"Our army was able to achieve a great victory this time, and the King of Zhennan played an indispensable role!"

Li Daji was all smiles, holding up his wine glass, and spoke respectfully and enthusiastically to Nangong Yan, the Prince of Zhennan, who was sitting next to him, with admiration evident on his face.

"Yes, the King of Zhennan is a god in commanding the army. The people in the border areas can finally live a peaceful life."

Wang Dalu also hurried over, his eyes full of admiration.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yan stood up slightly, neither servile nor arrogant, with a humble and gentle smile on his face, and responded: "This is all the credit of the soldiers who fought bloody battles and killed the enemy at the risk of their lives. Yan just did some trivial things, and I really dare not take credit for it."

While everyone was having a great conversation, Tang Yiyi in the corner seemed out of place.

Her eyes flickered and she looked at Nangong Yan from time to time, secretly planning a secret plan in her heart.

In order to implement the plan smoothly, she spent a large sum of money to bribe the maids in the palace.

Bai Linglong sat quietly beside Nangong Yan. She was thoughtful and keenly noticed something strange about Tang Yiyi.

She frowned, sneered in her heart, and then calmly said to Nangong Yan: "Your Highness, look, Tang Yiyi is probably up to something bad again. Judging from her eyes, she doesn't have any good intentions."

Bai Linglong saw all of this, she sneered, moved closer to Nangong Yan, and whispered: "Your Majesty, let's use their trick against you.

Miss Tang wants a boy so much, so we will give her one so that she can get nothing for nothing. ”

A sharp light flashed in Nangong Yan's eyes, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Nangong Yan followed Bai Linglong's gaze, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealed a slight smile of disdain, and whispered: "Let her be.

I want to see what tricks she can come up with, and whether she can turn the tables. ”

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere of the banquet became more and more lively, and the singing and dancing reached a climax.

Tang Yiyi felt that the time was right, and she quietly winked at the maid, her eyes full of eagerness and expectation.

The maid understood what he meant, and immediately brought a pot of steaming hot tea, walked carefully and seemingly naturally to Nangong Yan, bent slightly, and began to pour tea for him.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the wonderful singing and dancing, the maid prepared the tea at an extremely fast speed.

Then, Tang Yiyi pretended to be a pretentious person and slammed into the maid.

The maid tilted her hand and the tea in her hand instantly splashed all over Nangong Yan.

"Oh, my Lord, I am so sorry. It was my fault. I deserve to die!"

The maid's face was filled with fear, her voice trembling slightly, and she quickly knelt down to apologize.

Tang Yiyi immediately stepped forward with an apologetic look on her face, holding a handkerchief in her hand, pretending to wipe Nangong Yan's face.

There was a hint of barely perceptible pride and excitement in her eyes, and she said, "Your Majesty, it's all my fault for being too reckless. I was so careless and soiled your clothes. I really deserve to die."

Nangong Yan frowned slightly, feeling disgusted with the two's poor performance.

But his face remained calm, and he said calmly: "It's okay, I'll just go change my clothes."

After saying this, she left the hall slowly under the guidance of the little maid.

Tang Yiyi looked at Nangong Yan's departing back, secretly delighted in her heart, thinking that her plan was half successful.

Not long after, she also found an excuse, left the table as if nothing had happened, and quietly followed.