Chapter 137 Crystal Clear Stump
The Sultan put his arm around the person and whispered, "You've been so good today, you know you're coming to me?"
Tu Xing was helpless: "If there is nothing to do, I will always be by your side."
After a brief pause, he asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think of Celilda? Do you need me to draw a line?"
A cold light flashed in the Sultan's eyes. "I am not strong enough to break free from her control yet. You can use her to strengthen yourself. You can approach me at will."
"If you want to refuse, tell me."
What an unexpected response. It turns out that in the Sultan’s eyes, I am being “controlled”?
So you were just pretending to be nice in the past?
Tu Xing looked up at him, "When did you start thinking this way?"
The Sultan's eyes flickered darkly and sharply. "It has always been like this, but I couldn't stay awake for long before."
"She supports me, but she is just supporting a puppet. She wants to control the royal power and the vast territory herself."
"If there is no me, there are other puppets."
When Tu Xing heard this, he felt like "Oh, that's how it is." As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt the hand on his shoulder stretch out and rest on the other side.
A deep voice said, "You always stand by my side. I can trust you, right?"
Tu Xing's eyes turned: "Of course, the body won't lie. It's only been one morning, how come you don't recognize it after putting it on?"
The other person laughed happily, and this time Tu Xing felt his earlobe being pinched.
Sultan: "Yes, even if I die by your sword, it is better than dying by any other cause. I am willing to accept it."
When mentioning this, Tu Xing thought of Xue Rui's conspiracy and couldn't help but remind him:
"You have to be careful when talking to other countries tonight."
"Hmm..." At this point, the Sultan was obviously absent-minded, "There are few people in the world who can hurt me, except Celilda."
"These people who came here probably have nothing to do with her."
The Sultan patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Come on, accompany me to handle the affairs, you just stay beside me."
Tu Xing's eyes sparkled, the situation was obviously a bit complicated.
Now, since the incident hadn't happened yet, he only gave a brief reminder and nodded slightly, "Yes, Your Majesty."
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As night fell, there was singing and dancing, the tunes were more solemn than those at noon, and the bonfires crackled.
The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and chatting and laughing around the long table covered with a tablecloth embroidered with silver thread.
Tu Xing was still wearing a white gauze dress, the style was slightly different from yesterday, and the shoulder ornaments embroidered with gold thread reflected the light.
Sitting diagonally below the Sultan, within arm's reach.
From the moment they sat down, several burning gazes were cast at them. Some of them were present yesterday and had witnessed Meng Lang's actions. Now, these people's gazes were enough to see through people.
There was also a hint of jealousy mixed in that was hard to ignore.
Tu Xing opened his eyes and looked at the red-haired woman sitting next to the envoy, whose eyes were full of hatred.
At a distance and in the dark, others would only think his eyes were brighter.
Tu Xing found Xue Rui in the crowd again, and two balls fell out of his hand. They blended into the night and floated silently.
They fell on Xue Rui's hair and Meidala's hair accessories respectively. They were translucent black gauze and the size of a little finger.
There is one spell attached to vision and one spell attached to hearing.
Not far away, a man in a green robe stood up and half-bowed: "Your Majesty, Iris."
"We represent the Wofina branch of Lenilaya. Unlike the Fanluola, we are sincerely forming an alliance, hoping that your country will help us ascend to power and become allies from now on."
The man in green robe placed one hand on his chest, making an ancient and solemn oath gesture.
"I wish to offer a legendary plant to forge friendship between our two countries."
Tu Xing's eyes flickered, and he felt a bit curious.
The Sultan glanced down, saw the young man's expression, raised his lips, and immediately waved his hand: "Show it up, what's your background?"
Green-robed man: "Legend has it that this plant grows in the divine realm."
The envoy clapped his hands, and the servants carried up an exquisitely carved wooden box.
Just open the lid of the box to reveal a crystal clear transparent tree stump inside.
At just one glance, Tu Xing sat up straight and leaned forward slightly. I was quite surprised. He was really not an ordinary person!
A beam of white light condensed at the very center of the tree stump, without any dissipation, and the overall look was very holy.
Tu Xing silently corresponded to the color attribute of the light, which was "holy".
The Sultan had been watching the young man's expression, and seeing this, he said directly:
"Very good, I agree to form an alliance with the Wofina branch." and raised his glass.
The envoys were overjoyed and stood up, raising their glasses. "May our friendship be as eternal as the stars and as firm as the rock. Cheers!"
All the guests responded in unison: "Cheers!"
No matter how turbulent the situation was in the dark, everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement.
Tu Xing also raised his glass and took a sip, trying his best to imitate everyone else.
From the side, the Sultan's deep voice came, "You want that stump?"
Tu Xing looked back, a little surprised, but still said honestly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Sultan rested his hands on the horizontal bar of the seat, his whole body filled with wild laziness, like a large black panther observing its prey.
"It depends on your performance."
Tu Xing was a little embarrassed: "I have given you everything I can offer you. You can take whatever you want."
Although there was nothing substantial, the Sultan was obviously very happy with this statement.
"For example, feed me fruit."
Tu Xing glanced at the crystal holy tree stump, quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, then picked up the fruit plate in front of him without any psychological pressure.
He walked up to Sudan and picked up a grape to feed him.
In the audience, the red-haired woman who was staring at this place had red eyes and crushed the grapes in her hand.
I cursed under my breath, "I need you to feed me a grape! I've never seen such a *man*!"
Just as he was about to continue his outburst, a surprised voice suddenly came from the side, "Do you hate that Cyril in white clothes?"
The red-haired woman couldn't help but look up and down at the woman with half a piece of short gauze on her face.
She looked strange and wary and asked, "Who are you? A maid?"
"I heard that there are no other concubines in the palace except those two. They have all been dismissed. Or they are the daughters of some minor officials."
The last sentence was full of contempt in Meidala's eyes, and she raised her head high.
"After all, I am the eldest daughter of Vofina and the future princess. Not everyone can talk to me."
A dark light flashed in Xue Rui's eyes: "My identity is not important. I have a way to get rid of him."
Meidala rolled her eyes upwards, her gaze scrutinizing and questioning: "What method?"
Xue Rui hooked her finger, "Come closer and talk."
The two heads immediately touched each other, and no one noticed the two miniature balls of gauze in the night.
Above, Tu Xing tilted his eyes slightly, retracted his gaze, and whispered softly:
"Your Majesty, I will give you a massage to loosen up your muscles."
Sudan's body became more relaxed, and he stretched out his long, muscular legs. "Yes."
In fact, Tu Xing wanted to press Sudan's shoulders. Seeing this, he followed suit and pressed down, using his fingertips to apply appropriate pressure along the texture, while observing Sudan's reaction.
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