Chapter 467 Heartbeat
"So he's the eldest grandson that's most favored by both the Nansang Emperor and the Nansang Emperor."
The beautiful woman in the private room spoke in a haughty and cold voice, "The eldest grandson of the emperor has come to greet me personally. This princess is honored and should see him immediately. However, I have a strange temper and easily lose my temper when my mood is disturbed. I will not invite the eldest grandson of the emperor to come in to talk. I will visit him another day."
The crack in the door was tightly blocked, and the eyes that appeared through the gap were wary and malicious.
Yan Changkong politely withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Second Princess, you are too kind. It is I who was rude. In that case, I will not disturb you and the other distinguished guests. The door of the Emperor's Grandson Mansion is open, and we welcome you at any time. Let me show my hospitality."
After watching the man disappear down the stairs, Su Wu slammed the door shut. "I don't know what this guy is up to. It's definitely not as simple as just coming over to say hello. The way he smiles, I know he's a scheming man! This is Nansang's territory, so we should be careful."
"Third brother, how come you suddenly have such a brain? Make me look at you with new eyes!"
Su Wu rolled his eyes at his brother. Who cares if he looks at him with new eyes?
Little Mai Sui ate her meal with peace of mind. "Luckily he didn't rush in, otherwise it would be hard to explain why our master and servant were sitting at the same table. It turns out that experience is the key to success. The Second Princess solved the problem in just a few words!"
"How else? I'm the most suitable person to handle this matter. I'm known for my domineering and overbearing nature among the royal families of various nations," the Second Princess raised her red lips. "Trampling on someone else's territory and not giving them face is actually considered legitimate by others, and it's something I'm capable of."
Everyone laughed.
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Yan Changkong did not return home after leaving the restaurant, but turned and went into a teahouse not far from the restaurant.
It's just across the street from the restaurant.
It was also a private room on the second floor. Through the open wooden window, one could see the restaurant's private room over there, but the street-facing window over there was half-closed, so one couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.
There were already two people sitting opposite each other at the tea table in the private room. Half of the tea was gone, and the air was filled with a faint tea aroma.
The fifty-year-old man in mouse-gray brocade clothes is the fourth prince of Beixiang, Wen Ren Gan.
The middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a dark blue robe with round flowers is the prince of Changshan in Dongpu, Mu Qing.
Seeing Yan Changkong walk in, they both laughed and teased, "Prince Yan was turned away?"
"Uncles, please don't make fun of me. The Second Princess of Xiling is also my elder. It's always good to say hello and be polite." Yan Changkong walked to the tea table and sat down, holding the teapot to add tea to the two elders personally.
"There are three Xiling princesses, and Fengtang is the most untamed. It's normal for her to be humiliated." Mu Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he got back to the point. "Let's put this matter aside for now. Prince Yan, I asked the Fourth Prince to invite me several times before I was able to meet you. You have to give me a chance to talk business."
Knowing what was going to be said next, Wen Ren Gan lowered his eyes and drank his tea, but smiled without saying a word.
Yan Changkong, however, calmed down and spoke frankly, appearing steady and sincere. "Uncle Mu, Dongpu is in trouble right now. All the other states have sent troops to Wucheng, and the two sides have been unable to reach an agreement after numerous negotiations. I know you're looking for me to discuss withdrawing the troops, but I'm only the eldest grandson of the emperor now. Even if I wanted to help, I can't. Besides, Uncle Mu knows the root cause of the problem best. Why make things difficult for a junior like me?"
Wen Rengan then put down his teacup and smiled faintly, "I, Beixiang, am an outsider this time, so I shouldn't say much. But although the various nations have assembled their forces, their true purpose isn't to actually go to war with Dongpu. Otherwise, the combined forces wouldn't have only allocated a total of 150,000. Prince Mu, the root of this lies in the divine weapons. Who wouldn't want extraordinary troops? Who wouldn't fear them? Ultimately, it's the lack of troops that worries us, not the distribution of them."
After all, he still wanted to force Dong Pu to take out the magic weapon and divide it equally.
Mu Qing smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "But I, Dongpu, really don't have a magic weapon. Someone is deliberately framing me. I've explained this countless times, but you just don't believe me. How can I, Dongpu, produce something I don't have?"
After a pause, he continued, "Of the four major nations in the Central Plains, with the exception of Xiling, which is not participating in the conflict, the relationship between the other three nations is both antagonistic and interdependent. Hidden behind the scenes is the true mastermind who possesses the divine weapon. Once Dongpu falls, the entire Central Plains will no longer be stable and balanced. In the end, only one nation will remain in the entire Central Plains."
After saying that, Mu Qing's eyes swept over the two people sitting at the same table, and his tone became inexplicable. "Will it be Nansang, or Beixiang? Or Dayue? If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold."
The four words "lips and teeth are interdependent" changed the atmosphere at the tea table and made it gloomy.
It is unknown whose tea tasted different.
"Prince of Changshan, Beixiang did not interfere in Dongpu's affairs in order to prove its innocence and to keep its promise on the Shu Road. Since you are so frank, I also have something to make clear. I, Beixiang, do not have any magical soldiers." Wenren took a sip of tea, his eyelids half drooping.
Yan Changkong suddenly smiled and said, "My two uncles, there's no need to argue about this. Since the appearance of the divine weapon, disputes have arisen among the nations, and the rifts have widened. Think about it, who is the one who benefits the most from behind the scenes at this time? And who is the one who wants us to fight each other? In the past, all the nations held fragments of the divine weapon map, but no one had ever seen the true appearance of the divine weapon. And the divine weapon actually appeared in the world just after Su Jiuni and others sneaked into the Shu Road. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?"
"But later, no trace of the magic weapon appeared, whether around Su Jiuni, in the place of exile, or in the territory of Dai Yue." Mu Qing frowned.
Dong Pu did suspect Su Jiuni, but he had no evidence.
Wenren snorted and laughed dryly, "Back then, Su Jiuni and Bai Yu challenged Guiyi Pavilion. After the battle in the inner sect, Su Jiuni and the others fled, and the items hidden in the secret room of Guiyi Pavilion disappeared with them. I don't believe it at all if you say that Su Jiuni has nothing to do with this. Her abilities are far more than what we see."
Representatives from the three major countries sat in the teahouse until nightfall before leaving.
The posthouse is located in the southwest of Danyang, in two directions from the Emperor's Grandson's Mansion. The three of them parted ways at the entrance of the teahouse.
Yan Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, watching the other two figures disappear before he joined the crowd.
As night falls, the lights on Suzaku Street light up, making it as bright as day.
The imperial city is equally bustling during the day and at night, but with very different kinds of bustle.
During the day, people's lives are prosperous.
At night, there are fragrant carriages and precious chariots, and swallows dancing and singing.
Under the cover of night, everywhere becomes a hotbed of luxury and indulgence.
"Sister, look! That lantern is as big as a building! It's so beautiful!" At the intersection ahead, in front of the building light, someone cheered in surprise.
Immediately, another voice came, clean and clear, with a cold tone, like a cold spring flowing slowly under the cool moon in late autumn, "There are too many people, don't run."
The words are as clear and crisp as the tone of voice.
Capture your heart in an instant.
Yan Changkong subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw the lights on the ten-foot-high building, shining brightly in the sky.
There was a bustling crowd under the building lights. A woman in a green dress stood there, slender and graceful, elegant and refined, like a green lotus left in the world.
She deserves to be a peerless beauty.
Yan Changkong smiled and was about to look away when the woman seemed to notice something and turned her head to look at him, her almond-shaped eyes accurately capturing his attention.
What kind of eyes are those?
It is pitch black and calm, like the vast sea of smoke hidden behind the moonlight, vast and mysterious. Deep in the sea of smoke is the coldness without any wind or ripples, which strikes people's hearts directly.
Their eyes met.
His heart was beating fast.
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