An urgent imperial edict?
Why are you here at this time?
The food box isn't hidden properly yet!
The air still smells of meat!
A group of people were in a flurry of activity, some opening windows and others opening doors.
Xie Zhi, with his hands behind his back, directed: "Light the incense! Light the incense!"
Feng Xun hurriedly found an incense burner and lit the incense.
Soon, a eunuch dressed in a dark green eunuch's robe led his men in.
The eunuch was very tall, but he habitually hunched over. He had a square face, fair skin, and was quite old; even his eyebrows were gray.
Upon entering, the eunuch bowed and said, "This servant, Hongping, greets Your Highnesses."
Feng Xun gently helped him up and asked in a warm tone, "Eunuch Hong, I heard that the Emperor is unwell?"
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Hong sighed: "His Majesty's old habit has relapsed. Your Highness, when you see His Majesty later, please do not contradict him."
"I understand." Feng Xun nodded, his expression somewhat forlorn.
Eunuch Hong glanced around the dining hall before speaking, "Your Highnesses, His Majesty is already aware of yesterday's events."
This old servant has come for two reasons: first, His Majesty wishes to see all the princes; second, he wishes to have the First Prince apologize to everyone.
After speaking, Eunuch Hong lowered his head slightly, appearing quite sincere.
Feng Xun frowned.
At this moment, Xie Zhi spoke up: "Go!"
He is the oldest here, and everyone else listens to him.
Eunuch Hong smiled politely: "In that case, Your Highnesses, please follow this old servant."
"Wait a moment," Jiang Chengyan said. "Please wait outside, sir. We have just finished our meal and need to tidy ourselves up."
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Hong bowed and said, "In that case, this old servant will wait outside the courtyard."
After saying that, the person left.
Jiang Chengyan closed the door: "Xiao Yao'er."
Yuan Yao: "?"
She looked at Jiang Chengyan: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Chengyan strode up to her, raised his hand, and started slapping her face.
"hiss……"
Yuan Yao gasped.
Xie Zhi walked over and reached out to stop him: "Second Prince, what are you doing?"
Jiang Chengyan said with a stern face, "Let me check first to see if there is anything wrong with her."
“Chengyan, you don’t need to be so nervous,” Fengxun said. “Father is not a person who doesn’t follow rules of etiquette. He won’t stare at Yao’er.”
"What if?" Jiang Chengyan's face darkened. "What if your father... umm..."
His mouth was covered.
Lin Xuan said, "Your Highness, there are ears on the other side of the wall."
Jiang Chengyan: "Mmm..."
Ghosts have ears!
He was speaking so softly!
Clearly, they were afraid his words would come true!
Jiang Chengyan rolled his eyes in anger and protested, "Ugh..."
Yuan Yao was both amused and exasperated.
It seems everyone is afraid of Jiang Chengyan's jinxed words!
Pinching her cheek, Yuan Yao said, "Don't worry! I'll be able to adapt to any situation!"
After so many years, even if the Emperor of Xiqiu and the Ninth Prince had a deep-seated hatred, it should have faded a bit by now, right?
Otherwise, why would he send her a separate invitation?
Xie Zhi stepped forward and said, "When we meet the Emperor of Xiqiu later, Xiao Yao'er will hide behind me."
After saying that, he rubbed Yuan Yao's little head.
"You've messed up your hair!" Yuan Yao said irritably.
Huairou smiled and waved to her: "Come here, Yao'er, let me fix your hair..."
Lanyue Palace.
Inside the golden palace, the scent of pine incense burned.
Feng Nanqi, dressed in a black fur robe, sat on the dragon throne.
With a wheat-colored complexion, defined features, and a striking profile, her long hair was casually tied back with a bright yellow headband and draped over her shoulders.
Casual, yet beautiful.
His brow bones were low, making his eyes appear deep and profound. His lips were naturally upturned, and he seemed to look at everything with affection.
She's almost forty, but looks like she's in her early thirties...
Yuan Yao thought gossipy: This Emperor Xiqiu is quite handsome!
I wonder if Princess Liuyue ever fell in love with him later...
Feng Nanqi put one hand to his lips and looked at the group of children under His Highness.
Feng Xun lowered his head slightly and bowed respectfully: "Your subject Feng Xun greets Your Majesty."
Yuan Yao shrank back and followed Huai Rou and the others in bowing: "Greetings, Phoenix..."
After saying that, she couldn't help but complain to herself.
Phoenix.
That sounds really weird!
Having too many emperors has this downside!
Previously, when Ye Changyou was addressed as Ye Huang, she would get goosebumps every time she did so.
Unexpectedly, things got even stranger when it came to the Emperor of Xiqiu!
And there's something even stranger!
Emperor of Great Qi!
If we address him by his surname, we should call him Emperor Jiang.
Turmeric, turmeric...
Turmeric is also a traditional Chinese medicine!
What if it were the emperor of Chu?
Should I call him Emperor Chu or Emperor Yun?
Yuan Yao counted on her fingers, deep in thought.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her head.
Yuan Yao was startled and looked up.
Suddenly, the Emperor of Xiqiu's gaze fell upon her.
Yuan Yao: "..."
With just one glance, Yuan Yao couldn't help but stand up straight and concentrate.
On the dragon throne, Feng Nanqi slowly said, "I have been feeling unwell lately, so I was unable to meet with you yesterday."
"I have already heard about Feng Gan's matter."
After he finished speaking, he coughed a few times and waved.
Seeing this, Eunuch Hong said in a shrill voice, "Please, Your Highness, the First Prince."
Feng Gan was pushed and shoved into the room.
He walked with a slight stagger, his legs turned outwards, and he trembled as he walked.
Inside the main hall, besides Yuan Yao and the others, the other palace servants also looked up curiously and secretly peeked at Feng Gan.
Feng Gan said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"
His voice was also somewhat hoarse.
On the dragon throne, Feng Nanqi lifted his eyelids and glanced at Feng Gan.
Feng Gan limped to the center of the hall: "Your subject... greets Your Majesty."
He grimaced in pain as he bowed.
"Do you still have me in your eyes?" Feng Nanqi looked at Feng Gan expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, Feng Gan was startled: "Father, what do you mean by that?"
Feng Nanqi said, "Apologize to the distinguished guests from Daqi."
Apologize?
The group of kids who came with Daqi?
Feng Gan's face was full of dissatisfaction: "I am the eldest prince of Xiqiu, why should I apologize to the people of Daqi?"
His beard, which he had carefully maintained since it grew long ago, was shaved off, and last night, it was shaved off again by a burly man…
Feng Gan was extremely irritable.
"Insolence!" Feng Nanqi slammed his hand on the dragon throne: "You've become increasingly insolent these past few years, and I'm not dead yet!"
In your eyes, is there still any regard for me, for morality and a sense of shame?
What about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame?
Feng Gan's legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground: "Father, I beg you to do justice for your son!"
Father, someone is trying to harm me! Someone is trying to harm me!
Last night, it was clearly a woman who slept in my bed!
Your son's innocence has been ruined, you must do justice for your son..."
"Shut up! You unfilial son..." Feng Nanqi's face flushed red as he coughed forcefully.
Just then, a voice came from outside the main hall: "Oh, it seems I've arrived at rather unfortunate times."
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